The endless, scarcely populated expanses of Central Asia turned out to be cost prohibitive for even the Star Gods to control. Consequently, the areas stayed mostly untouched by the globe-wide devastation. About three centuries ago a coherent power coalesced out of local nomadic peoples: Turan. Keeping to themselves (both figuratively and literally, as they expertly scavenge whatever technology and servants they can) in this chaotic world, they built a society based on simple, harsh yet relatively just laws, ruled by the strongest warlord from the fortress-city of Karakorum. Most of the population still keeps to their nomadic ways of life, often wandering past Crossroads as far as Romanica to feed their herds and trade. Reputed as fierce warriors, they really don't appreciate strangers meddling in their affairs. Like, head-on-a-pike not appreciate. If you don't offend them, though, they're quite hospitable, they'll feed you and tend to your injuries, just don't be surprised to find yourself relieved of all possessions.