In my Inner Realm’s Southern Region, there are three territories appropriately known as the War States. Karik-sed to the northeast, Anjar-sed to the northwest and Mahafes, the southernmost area that meets the outer reaches of the western sea. The borders of these lands frequently change depending on which warlord is in current power at the time. The current instability of leadership has been occurring over many generations due to a curse that had been placed on the land that puts a doom on any man or woman of royal blood. This came about because of an indiscretion of the last King who desecrated a sacred well by having a tryst with a serving girl in the holy waters. Needless to say, the goddess of that well was so insulted she banished the kingship to the wastes, forbidding his blood to ever return to the Burning Lands. Here the same goddess, Ahkmahafes is pictured. She is fire incarnate in all its forms. She is the life-giving rays of the sun that can also sear the life out of a man. She is the gentle candle flame that can spark a raging inferno. She is a generous deity with a very short fuse.