“We do not believe in hiding our wealth in the shadows. This is Orzhov, and this is how we reward greatness.”
—Teysa Karlov, Grand Envoy of Orzhov

Maze-runners who pass through the Rakdos gate leave behind their scruples and a significant amount of skin.

Jund is a world as cruel as those who call it home. Their brutal struggles scar the land even as it carves them in its image, a vicious circle spiraling out of control.

For wisdom’s sake, it was built high to gaze on all things. For glory’s sake, it was built high as a testament of power. For strength’s sake, it was built high to repel all attacks.

The Selesyna welcome all to help them heal the city’s wounds. The price, however, is devotion to the guild and a selfless belief in Trostani.

Untold riches await those who forsake the bustling world to search the secret, silent places.

Simic biomancers don’t concern themselves with guarding a gate. Their ever-present creations are enough to ward off trespassers.