Azhar Ibn Sulaim

Fire devours the Great Lowlands. Oridum Graybrow's storms have scorched valleys and boiled rivers, forcing Grimbardun's dwarves onto their heels. The Conclave Arcana's search for Praetoria's secret disrupts trade, farming, and mining across the territory. Incaendium and the Ferexian Empire both feel the heat.

The Torch and the Ministry of Peace formed a multisplinter task force. Fire would meet organized force where the dwarves could not hold.

Azhar ibn Sulaim leads Incaendium's contingent. He rose through the Askeri Infernum, where readiness is law, and took hard posts along the caldera until even the viziers knew his name. A devout son of Mitreyya and loyal servant of the Torch, this giant efreeti remembers every soldier he has buried. In a city that runs on fire and discipline, he keeps both steady.

Incaendium's strength lies in metal, magma, and those who know how to move both. Azhar marches furnaces to the front, keeps weapons and rations flowing, and uses efreet craft to power war without wasting lives.

The Ministry of Peace demanded one of their own lead the task force or they wouldn't march. The Torch accepted. Brave the Bull holds overall command; Azhar runs the fires as deputy commander, master of the line's furnaces, forges, and shock troops.

Azhar respects Brave's will to fight but watches for overreach and waste. If orders burn soldiers for nothing, he pushes back. He means to win this war and bring his efreet home, and he doesn't care whose banner tops the report as long as Oridum's fires go out.

The march runs west. Ash underfoot, red horizon ahead. Grimbardun's drums fade. Without more banners, the Lowlands will burn until nothing remains to save.