It's in essence, a falling power with an ancient way of life being slowly choked to death by other, slightly less ancient powers surrounding it on all sides as the Iron Age takes hold. Kiu Ghesik is the age-old conflict between the pastoralist and the nomad, the maker of dwellings and the dweller in the open sky. It's about the bloody conflict of cultural change and the last gasps of a dying, wounded, cornered beast, looking to do little more than split the skull of its killer on the rocks before blackness claims it.

Cheery stuff, eh? A bit heavier than the bumbling, corrupt Outer Acharet, at least.

Aesthetically, Kiu Ghesik borrows from the Scythians, the Huns, the Sassanids to some degree, minor bits of First Nations themes, the Aryan-period Indus River Valley civilization, the Mongols, and the Mesopotamian nations. There's a bit of Xiongnu spiced in there, too, but it's kind of diluted by nomadic cultures situated further to the west and closer to the old Assyrian sphere of influence.

It's also, as far as I know, one of the first Bronze Age nomadic nations on NS! Yay, I did something unique!

If it needs to be said I clearly don't endorse the Kiu's micro-level views, especially since those views entail letting the worms drink deep of the invaders' blood and the wind taking their lifeless bodies. I shouldn't need to say any more on that topic. Hell, I shouldn't need to even say that, but here I am.