He huffs, leaning forward onto his elbows, arms folding in front of him. "They started out as the pillar of faith for Ravnica...and I suppose in a way they still are. There's no religion like money, and Orzhov is church and bank all in one. Nothing matters to them as much as wealth and power, and keeping that wealth and power appropriately distributed. According to them, of course. Those golden cathedrals and marble floors don't pay for themselves.
"You want a slice? You go through them. And no one knows contracts and deals better than the Orzhov. You owe them a cent? Even death isn't going to stop them from collecting. Most of the oldest and most powerful members of the guild are undead themselves, and they've got no qualms about shackling your spirit to the mortal plane until your debt is paid."
An eyebrow lifts. "Bloodsuckers in every regard. I get the feeling that's not really your style, though. You're a little too liberal for their tastes."
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He huffs, leaning forward onto his elbows, arms folding in front of him. "They started out as the pillar of faith for Ravnica...and I suppose in a way they still are. There's no religion like money, and Orzhov is church and bank all in one. Nothing matters to them as much as wealth and power, and keeping that wealth and power appropriately distributed. According to them, of course. Those golden cathedrals and marble floors don't pay for themselves.
"You want a slice? You go through them. And no one knows contracts and deals better than the Orzhov. You owe them a cent? Even death isn't going to stop them from collecting. Most of the oldest and most powerful members of the guild are undead themselves, and they've got no qualms about shackling your spirit to the mortal plane until your debt is paid."
An eyebrow lifts. "Bloodsuckers in every regard. I get the feeling that's not really your style, though. You're a little too liberal for their tastes."