Heya everyone~! Shaman Chief Nyima here! I just want to say that i am happy that you're taking your time to read this. Come, sit, share my fire. Learn about either me or my world, regardless, either of the two are just fine. I feel rather humbled, so if you have anything to ask about anything, please feel free to share such question. I do plan to update this more and more as time goes on and more ideas come to light, but for now, it is what it is. Enjoy~!


According to legends, the lands of Shahib-Kashatia was a beautiful green land, with lakes and open fields. The great Elven people once lived here, enjoying a life of luxury as well as peacefulness. But tragedy struck when a gigantic meteor crashed into the central area of the land. Now, all that is left is rivers, sparkling sand left by the meteor and many human tribesmen who migrated here after the Elves left. Life was harsh, brutal, yet simple. That is, until the arrival of the Yanzai people.

To the far east, past the fallen Realm of Parnei, over the high mountains of Hynt Mir, into the mountainous realm of Shahib-Kashatia, an exiled tribe now found itself among the highest of all within the realm. Their subjects, now bow to the might of the Yanzai people. Now that the realm has gathered in peace, the Yanzai people have created a united Empire, under the watchful eye of a Shaman and Chieftain.



Name: Nyima, son of Nima, Ancestors of Ishpakai

Titles: Shaman Chief, Great King of Kings, Lord of the Yanzai.

Gender: Male Really~!

Height: 5'5

Eyes: Green

Hair: White

Skin: Pale

Method of transport: Healthy Steeds

Weapon of choice: Composite Bow

Random Traits: Kind, Naive, Carefree, Spoiled, Docile, Subtle, Clumsy~

Random Facts~!: I love Vanilla Ice Cream. Pizza is my favorite food. Red is the best color. I like running.....