Population: A large city is situated in the north by the great Khazis river that flows from the mountains towards the ocean: Natah. It is the main port to the other countries in the north, while and the mountain pass between acts as their other source of big trade.
Geography: Middle Eastern. The Fertile Crescent. Caucus Mountains. Miles and miles of dry, arid brush fertilized by the rivers. Rolling dunes of barren sands. Beaches of pure white sand and tall, imposing rock formations, weathered by the strong winds. It’s a surprisingly diverse little country, due to the dramatic change in elevation from the mountains to the east.
What do they have?: Wine! Olive oil! Silk! Luxury items that are sought out world-wide. Their main export is a “special” steel, similar to real-life damascus.
What do they want?: The ability to trade said items freely by use of outposts or outright conquest. The idea of expansion is the source of the main debate going on in the country. Some are for, while others are vastly against it. It’s the best way to start a conflict between the Orumians: talk politics.
Culture: They are a family oriented people, even if you’re not blood. It’s not uncommon to have a neighbour combine households if the families are close enough. Not necessarily by marriage, but by resources. Big dinners, shared parenting duties. Their language has several dozen different words to describe “mother”, “father”, and “sibling”, because of this. They are as fierce as they are kind, however. If something threatens their family or way of life, they come back with a near mythical vengeance. There are as many stories about tranquility as there are stories about their ferocity in battle. Because of their diverse ecosystem, the people are just as diverse in colour. That being said, the thing that ties them together is a strong sense of the people. Despite their different beliefs and ways of life, song and family is how they connect as a people. Every child is taught the old hymns, and they are sang at weddings, funerals, coronations, and other holidays. Some songs are regional, while others are so old that the meaning behind the ancient words is speculated even by the most learned of scholars. They are very artistic people. Everything is art in a way. The fighting style, a dance to kill. Food, a presentation. Speaking in double or triple meanings. Crafting stories. Even the most lowly peasants make intricate luck charms out of the materials of the earth. But not everything is for the sake of being fancy. The strive for perfection and beauty is a divine act in itself. To create art is the embodiment of the gods. To wear jewelry isn’t an act of vanity, but an act of decorating the creation of the gods; the body is a holy canvas. Be it precious gems or simple river stones, both genders wear ornamentations to celebrate themselves as part of the Holy Earth. The clothing tends to be of rich, solid colours with wonderful embroidery.
While being a culture firmly steeped in the realm of creativity, they are not strictly a tree-hugging people. Creativity in battle is a thing. Creativity in lying is a thing. Or conversely, a character can be a complete pacifist who believes that the observation and non-attachment of the world is the best way to go. Most citizens have some sort of body modification, be it tattoos, piercings, etc.
Rule: They have a Monarch family whose title translates to “The Heart of the Land”, and their clothes are always a deep, blood red accordingly. Aiding in their rule are other divisions of the body in the form of a democratic consul consisting of leaders from the various regions in the country. In addition, they have spiritual leaders, commanders, and prominent merchants that have a seat on the consul. If someone is acting on behalf of the Heart, they too wear red.
Religion: They worship the Weaver, the Great Creator; those who shaped the land and made its beings. The one who Paints The Skies. The Sculptor of the Earth. The Weaver of Fate. The Composer of Language. The list goes on, each aspect of life can be traced to some sort of divine presence. Both observing these creations and the act of creating is part of their beliefs. There are various temples full of art to simply meditate in, going from extravagantly decorated cathedrals to a simple stone bench overlooking the mountains. Everything is made from the Earth and everything is made by the Creators. It is not a strict religion, and some are far less observant of it than others. A casual worshiper might simply pass a particularly beautiful part of nature and thank the divine for the gift. A dedicated priest might spend years in vocal training to perfect the craft.
Fantastical aspect: There are myths of women who could sing wolves to defend their village. Leaders whose voices could carry vital messages on the wind, turning the tides of war. Villains who could hypnotise and lure unsuspecting people just by the power of words. Orum is known for having people with beautiful voices, but the magical aspect is debatable. Any and all races and lore are accepted into this country; it’s more or less a regional thing that they develop this siren-like quality to their voice.
Roles of Interest: TRADERS. Master craftsmen. Politicians. Artists. Fighters that are both for ceremony and for force. Priests. Peasants. It’s a diverse country!