![[darshinian banner.png]] # Ghilman ## [[Darshia-Cnty.]] Mercenaries ### Tier 4 Mercenaries The Ghilman are a band of mercenaries who recruit from the tribes of southern [[Calradia-Conti.]] and the lands to the east ([[Darshia-Cnty.]]). They are legally their own slaves and masters: each “sells“ himself to the order and, in the process, becomes a part-owner. They are known for their fine horses and fine clothes. But no one should assume from their oiled locks, perfumes and peacock feathers that they spend more time preening then training. Their skills as mounted archers are second to none, and as lancers are close behind the Vlandians and the [[Imperial]] cataphracts. This clan is from the [[Darshia-Cnty.]] and recruits around the [[Khuzait-Khanate]] and [[Aserai-Sultanate]] lands. Ties to [[Banu-Hulyan]]. # Game Files / Developer Diaries [[the-Engineer]] is a former / current member of the Ghilman. "[...] The Ghilman, a brotherhood of slave-warriors, represent the forerunners to the Mamluks who fought for and later came to dominate the caliphate." "The Ghulam ([[Ghilman]]) are an order of warrior-slaves. They originated as the bodyguard of an [[Imperial]] noble who tried - and failed - to subdue the desert frontier (probably [[Vetranis]]), but during the chaos that preceded the establishment of the [[Aserai]] state they set themselves up as independent mercenaries. They purchase new recruits from slave markets across the empire, putting them through a rigorous course of training before initiating them into the order." The leaders of the [[Banu-Hulyan]] claim the title of Sultan of the [[Aserai]] ([[Aserai-Sultanate]]). They are the richest of the clans in the south, masters of the key passes between the lake and the outer desert, and are seen by other tribes as haughty and amoral. They are close to the Ghulam (or [[Ghilman]]), a group of warrior slaves that has converted itself to a mercenary military order. | | | | ---- | ---- | | Source | Text | | comment_strings.XML | ng id="str_comment_special_clan_intro_ghilman.default" text="{=6UBdsXlo}Perhaps one day we shall see each other on a battlefield. You shall know the Ghilman by the splendor of our steeds and the shimmer of our steel. If we are on your side, you may rejoice. If we are your enemy, you may save yourself a great deal of trouble by running away before the fighting starts."> |