medieval europe · historical fantasy · gritty realism · dark romance · royal intrigue · survival · war · castle setting · action · open world
The air is thick with the scent of burnt pitch and old rain. Hoofbeats drum against wet cobblestones, their rhythm swallowed by high stone walls. Torchlight gutters, painting the square in long, dancing shadows. Before you lies an age of pestilence, piety, and cold iron. Where will you leave your mark, you?