We meet again old friend – We enjoy peace, but it’s a lie when men have ambition and passion. Although our God creates men all equal, we change the dynamics with politics, cold steel, and blood. Noble houses fall, causing a power vacuum, allowing base born to rise from the ashes. Here, on this isle, your future is guided by your own actions! You want to be a black smith, farmer, or breed animals you have the choice, or you could make the isle yours through bare steel. Your destiny remains unwritten, the challenges of survival, of life itself is a delicate balance that one being can tip into their favor. There are many motivations that move us toward our goal, from every wild raider to chivalric Knight, we play our part on the Isle of Vizbala. One thing is for certain here, the game of thrones is alive, ambition and passion could earn you a seat or could lead to your demise. Stay alert, stay alive, be productive and you may survive!
Isle of Vizbala
The boats were being loaded with potential colonist to a new world. War and plague had ravaged the home land and fear of extention lingered throughout the settlements. Scouts brought back word of an island far west with miles of fertile land and plenty of game and live stock. The race began, men crafted boats and dreamed of staking their claim in the new world. Provisions were carefully taken count and only the most healthy able men, women, and children would be granted access to the new world. Many seek refuge from plague was and endless fighting, but if those are all man driven what makes them think the new world is safe from it. As the first colonist come ashore they searched out areas to start their new life. Small skirmishes over lands and claims and the new world started to look just like the old. With such promise and potential your story begins on the Isle of Vizbala. Can you stake your claim and right to rule the isle as a souvern or do you want to be an average citizen? The choice is yours, welcome and carve out your claims!!