The beating heart of Kajzira, Saarcia is a city of gleaming marble and sun-drenched spires, where devotion is law and heresy is burned away beneath the gaze of Pelos, god of the sun. Ruled by the Caliph, the zealous leader of the Dawnheralds, its streets resound with the prayers of the faithful, their chants rising like heatwaves from the golden domes. Beneath its orderly splendor lies a city of factions and intrigue, where guilds, merchants, and military leaders vie for influence. To walk Saarcia’s streets is to tread the line between salvation and judgment, where the sun’s light reveals all—but forgives nothing.