A shadow where Arkady is God, and from which Arkady is recruiting an army in case of need. Originally at a roughly 1990's level of technology, a nuclear and magical war about 100 years ago devastated the land, turning most of it into inhospitable scrub and desert inhabited by very fierce warring tribes, vaguely Arabic in nature/culture (or possibly like the Fremen, from 'Dune'), living at roughly 1940 level of technology (including guns...). As the prophesied God Incarnate, Arkady has united the tribes under his banner, and is in the process of turning them into a regimented, military society, losing none of their fierceness and spirit. There are a fairly large number of elite units about 300 warriors strong (the maximum Arkady can currently move through Shadow). In case of need Arkady has (using the local magic) constructed, in remote locations, several copies of Amber, both castle, city and local terrain, in which he trains his elite units (not that he currently has any intention of actually attacking Amber, but...).
The people of Jakhlan are not entirely human; they are lightly furred, lion coloured, with pointed ears, manes more than hair, retractile finger and toe-tip claws, and cat-like eyes. Their dress is more than a little Arabic in style.