Anatölyye

Intro

So this setting is based on a medium-fantasy version Istanbul we call Konstantiniyye [Con-Stan-Tin-ee-ay]. All throughout the region of Anatolyye magic and guns are known of, but are still in their infant stages of development. This place is very heavily inspired by the Middle-East and Central Asia, geography and cultures included. We have vast verdant steppes, sprawling deserts that will sing to a fortunate few, and thousands-year-old ruins from tyrannies long since passed. We've got fancy grand bazaars under tapestried awnings, with goods that only a true cultural melting-pot could have. That's right, though the region may mostly be inhabited by Humans, Tieflings, and Halflings, there are peoples from around the world and seas that come to visit Anatolyye to see her treasures! {Meaning all official races are welcome. Homebrew races must be checked by the DM}  

History

A few cities chronicle their history and exploits through murals on the city walls and may Baba Shihir , Knowledge Unto Him, take my soul if they aren't the most beautiful works of art you'll see anywhere across Anatolyye. The tradition of the murals started long before the Liberation from QIRTANÓS as a form of celebrating victories. You can bet the people of KONSTANTINIYYE damn near painted the entire town when the Ankaran capital was released from the grip of the damn Qirts. Beaten and disgraced, the Qirts ran like frightened ke-koyun with their tails between their legs to the north-east! I suppose they regrouped in what little territory they had left and called it "NEW" QIRTANÓS. There are still some loyalists amongst the now 50 year-old country-states of ANKARA, BAIJI, and HATTUSA, but they mostly bark. They won't lift a finger for what they stand for and that's part of the reason OLD QIRTANÓS reason fell in the first place. Well, that, as well as infighting, lack of true leadership, and power being spread too thin... but that's just speculation on my part... Speaking of speculation  

Plot

Rumor has it there's a secret organization or two running around the streets of KONSTANTINIYYE. They say the former of the two, The Qarab, has its fingers in almost everything, even in the Sultan's own court! All lead by a masked man that no one knows the identity of; not even their closest in command! If it turns out to be a Triton or a Halfling I wouldn't be surprised, what with their sleazy monopoly on the fishing industry and all. But hey what do I know, I'm just a lowly gossip. ;) Anyhow, my train to GÜZEBEY will be leaving soon. Best hope we don't come across any of those Qarab thugs trying to steal the train's cargo. Many blessings unto you, my new friend, and may The Unrestrained Amah Raabitah free you from your shackles.