The plans to the southeast of Takegura have long been home to a nomadic and secretive people believed to be in some way related to their neighbors, and the principal commerce of their land has been wool since before Men learned the writing of histories. Along, their coast, however, the chief cities soon became havens for immorality and the more undesirable elements of trade which had been driven from those cities whose bent was of a keener moral sensibility.
Chaos, as might be imagined, reigned in the coastal cities, and was often harmful to the commerce which made its way along the coast in the Bay of Rin. One herdsman, by the name of Farad gathered many to his side and, after a spectacularly violent war, took the cities into his control. Under his rulership piracy along the coast became nearly unheard of, but the baser trades were allowed to flourish so long as they paid certain customs to the governors Farad set in place.
A loosely organized government of what some would regard as criminal syndicates arose from this, and thrives to this day, being full of intrigue, treachery, and a deep vengefulness that has since become proverbial. Those things which are relentlessly persistent or inevitable are often said by the Men of the East to be “like a Faradi vendetta.”
To this day, Farad remains known for its wool, as well as for its port cities which attract both the vile and the adventtureome, with most seeking out the sprawling capital of Farad, which through the years has extended nearly twenty kilometers out over the bay by means of great piers of stone and a mortar whose composition is beleved to have been taught to them by the Stone Prophets. A beautiful city, it is of note among those places where exotic diversions and deadly peril are equally easy to be found.