Reimian Empire

Tanarsia watched with fascination as the Marquis showed her everything. The streets of the Silver Quarter truly made a terrifying impression. Back home, hell was described in a similar way. But she would never have thought that such a dreadful place could exist in the lands of men, even if they were steeped in sin. Although Delirium seemed to be hinting at a similarity between these lands and some other place, which was also hard to deny. "It's a horrifying sight," Alaria shivered. "Although I guess what you're getting at. There are definitely similarities, but this place is much worse. No one will force you to stay in Tanaris, except in a few cases. And certainly not force you to... 'serve' strangers for money. You are free to go wherever you want, and even start a new life in another place. The only thing that might prevent you from doing so is fear. Fear of what awaits you there, after death. Fear that sooner or later, the Lord's Punishment will befall you. But the local slaves can only gain freedom if they are very lucky. But once they have it, they can fight back against their former masters. After all, they are mortal too.