gildan devils

Without House Faysal, the arts would not have had a chance to grow and bloom into the District of Lights. Each night since the early days of Gild's beginnings, the arts had always found it's way into Gildan hearts. In fact, it was brilliant and illustrative mind of Maral Faysal that educated so...

I'm VigiloConfido, and I wanted to make this advert just to clearly showcase avenues for RP in Gild, for those interested in a more low fantasy and anti-magic style of story. The official post I made in the Roleplay Planning section of forum is the place where tons more in-depth information can...

SOMEWHERE IN CAMPANIA Akiza lay slumped over a rock by the lake's edge in quite the pose. She was on her knees like some kind of supplicant, yet her body fell back against the large stone, and her head had come to rest on the relative smoothness of the rock's skyward surface. Her right arm was...

In a small corner of the city, a dark and desperate building sat in its stink of misery. Dim lighting, and out of the way. If you weren't looking for it, you'd never knew it was there. Here, bets would exchange hands. The stench of blood and sweat clung to every board, every wall. Stains covered...