Liliana Vess Defiant Necromancer

Preach.

Liliana nodded through the recitation, adding more details as necessary. The Selesnyans were cultists, albeit 'nice' ones. The Gruul clans has been done dirty by the rest of the guilds, Selesnyans, Simic, and Azorious specifically. The Dimir had only just been confirmed to have existed at the Decamillennial, and all information about them was thin, sketchy, and often contradictory--only to be expected from a guild that specialized in information.

"It's been ten thousand years, but there was recently a time when the guilds no longer existed. The Decamillennial saw the original Guildpact shattered and the guilds disbanded, and there were plenty of places where that was celebrated as an end of tyranny. 'Thralldom's End' they called it." For a moment, Liliana looked almost wistful, though the expression vanished quickly. "Shockingly, that sentiment was heaviest in areas where the Orzhov held the most sway."

As they passed through each area, Liliana pointed out landmarks, gave juicy historical tidbits and stories, and pointed out the areas where different aspects of RageFest were happening.

"Oooh, look, the Gruul clans are making a big for more territory here....ahh, they've moved the fighting pits out here, look...oh, darling, that's one of the Rakdosian carnariums. Only eat meat from around here if someone is very clear on the provenance...or if you are fine with it being a literal mystery..."