• The hill was a steep, long path upwards. This didn't phase the Saadi at all, they were used to climbing hills, even mountains if one was ever in the way.
    They trudged up it not even slowing their pace, small children ran beside and in front of the pack, gleefully reciting childhood songs and picking wildflowers as they ducked in and out of the elders, who watched the children with a stern but gentle gaze. Children were the future the Saadi elders believed, for being a nomad people meant constant migration, they would see children grow into young adults before they rested their old and tired eyes.
    The tribe was a long line as far as the eye could see and every now and then little temporary camps were littered throughout the desert, families stopping to feed their young or old timers resting their feet after a long day of travel.
    The Saadi werent violent people but they often hired trustworthy mercanaries to help them across harsh lands. Apart from that they were a simple people, between the flood of people there were carts with food, spices and things for trade; bards that would be caught up in the Saadi belief would walk beside them and sing of great adventurers and tales of heroes to entertain the children, strumming their lutes and making up song as they went. Their were botanists, mostly young students who would study and collect every foreign plant they came across, and always travelling side by side were Saadi priestesses, young beautiful maidens forever indentured to their bishop. Their language was foreign, and they always sounded a bit rustic, maybe due their travels across deserts and the like, all that sand was terrible for the throat. Most Saadi wore sand torn capes, sort of like Poncho's, some had hoods and those lucky enough had goggles to keep the sand from their eyes. The priestesses wore all the same thing, pure white garbs that surprisingly, for their beliefs, were quite revealing, showing most of the cleavage and lots of thigh. Children wore ragged sandwashed tops and trousers, mostly all of the same make, some children would sport headbands which they thought were quite fashionable.
    Saadi teenagers were quite rebelious and would always sneak off at any chance they got, either to lay with eachother or gamble their coins away at a game of shatter-stone.
    The Saadi were a simple race, tanned, most were blonde, they were carefree, and were hardly ever bothered by the Empire. The world needed more people like that, they had no reason to fight, nor the interest.