Omogras

Omogras, the sole swamp nation of Thalas, is a realm of quiet mystery and veiled power. Its mist-covered rivers twist through dense, mossy forests, and within that endless fog, its cities shimmer faintly like ghosts—hidden, humid sanctuaries where the air itself seems alive. The people of Omogras have long been one with the fog that cloaks their homeland, learning over generations to harness it through both arcane art and ingenious technology. Their mastery of concealment is legendary; Omogran ships emerge from the mist without warning, striking swift and silent before vanishing once more into the haze. To outsiders, they are phantoms of the sea—appearing where there was once nothing, leaving only drifting fog and wreckage in their wake.

In ancient times, Omogras was a humble refuge, its people retreating deep into the swamps to escape the might of expanding empires—chief among them, Tebrassenion. There, upon an island shrouded in an eternal mist, they rebuilt in secret, crafting their society upon the principles of patience, subtlety, and survival. When the Treaty of Aquessentia forbade open war, Omogras emerged from the fog not as victims, but as silent powerbrokers of the seas. Their fleets, once a tool of defense, became instruments of calculated dominance—appearing in battles only when the tides of war favored them most. Today, Omogras remains a nation both feared and respected, its people rarely seen, its lands rarely mapped. To stand within its fog is to feel watched, to sense whispers moving with the mist. Omogras has no need for grand conquest; it rules through presence alone—an unseen kingdom that commands the seas through shadows, patience, and the breath of the swamp itself.