Many Shields Era:
Legends tell about the tribes hailing from a strip of salty swamps and dry steps. Worshiping cruel gods of blood and death, and feasting on the hearts of the men they slew in battle. They called them self "Salt-people", and had one city, on the top of a mountain near the land that today is controlled the Boros Kingdom. It is a common tale of how the "Salt-people" stole the secret of bronze from the tribes that one day would become the Boros Kingdom
Suuban Imperial Era:
The homeland of the "Salt-people" had little worth for the Suuban Empire, and as such never part of their empire. But the Salt-people lusted for loot and slaves drove them to raid its borderlands. Four times, their hordes would have to be beaten back, until the Suuban took the matters in their own hand. An great force of Suuban soldiers, clawed in Iron finally took towards their holy city, and after three years of siege razed it to the ground. Each man, woman and child was slain, to make an example for the whole world. The few that survived, fled back to the tribes in the salty swamps and steps, never becoming a threat to the Suuban Empire ever again.
Chainmail Era:
With the first sign of Weakness in the Suuban empire, the Clans of the Salt-people returned. Like a pack of frenzied Wolfs they pushed through the borders of the falling empire, carving a path of destruction behind them. United under the first Khagan, Crimson Eagle, a man who legends claimed was half-giant, and who resided on a throne of countless skulls, while having a council of warlocks and demons around him. But more then anything, he wanted to crush the newly formed Kingdom of Boros, who he saw as a reincarnation of its most hated enemy. Five years, he waged a war conquest against the separate tribes, until they would face an army of their united tribes.
Legends claim that Crimson Eagle laughed over what they called warriors, and how he swore that he would kill the Suuban Boros himself. Then, the hord of the Khagan charged into the tribes of Boros. The Khagan himself led the charge, and would find himself facing Boros the Father himself. Countless songs from both sides are written over this duel, and the ferocity of the Khagan. Legends claim that his heart was pierced, he was bleeding from countless wounds, but still fought on, until his head was cut off with one clean strike.
With their leader dead, the horde dissolved into infighting conflicts, and soon seven big clans were fighting over the title of Khagan.
Calling it the "Age of hungry wolves" infighting and civil war took over the salt people, and seven petty warlords carved out their own realm out of the land that once was "the great salt Horde". Under seven different Banners, seven different hordes roamed the land, and seven different ways of life formed. It was in this time when the Salt People first tamed the roaming beasts of the salt-lands, breaking their violent spirits, and turning them into beasts of burden, or even mounts for combat. This age would last for generations, until the Bringer of the word would come.
Nobody knew who the "Bringer of the word" was, but rather then finding the fate of all others who tried to proselytize the salt-people, most a gruesome death, his words found willing ears. In a month after arriving hundreds had tossed aside their old gods, and in a mere year, two of the seven warlords accepted the Abandonitte faith as the only truth. Soon the number of the Abandonitte outmatched the follower of the old faiths, and after ten further years, the last Warlord who had defied the will of the "Horde of the rightful Faith", was executed in the burned down temple of the old faith, that would soon become the holy city of Olar Cre´Sperec.
With only three warlords alive, the question rose, who would once more take the title of Great Khagan, sole ruler of all the salt-people. The bringer of the word spend five days, and five nights alone in prayer, before he found the solution in a vision. Calling the three Warlords to his chapel, he ordered the door to be locked and sealed, so that nobody could leave. Little did the warlords knew that the ground was soaked in oil, and that fire and the will of the god would choose the most worthy.
The next morning, only a smoking ruin was left of the temple, and three burned out corpses lay inside it. Only one of them was untouched by flame. The warlord rose up, and was called out as Ash Eagle.
Plate and Fire Era:
Finally united, the Plate and Fire Era saw an explosion in population and a rise in tension
Salt and Powder Era: