The conquering warlord of the Deyune Steppe — no bloodline, no inherited name, only a claim taken by the blade and made permanent by The Wheel and The Hall. The Veykar spoke of unity and enforced it through slaughter. He built roads, protected trade, and forced a hundred clans into something that looked from a distance like a state. He kept the Draethan close, trusted no one except the silent cook who served his meals, and was poisoned by her in a quiet, unhurried act of justice for every village he had erased — beginning with hers. The Veykar saga is the Everloop's study of order purchased with cruelty: how much civilisation can be built on slaughter before the slaughter becomes the civilisation. The Steppe remembers him by silence, which was always his real language.
