shartered castle

The country is a powder keg waiting to explode in the hands of the devil that carries stigmata. Sacristans, who drink fresh blood, sleep with strumpets and steals from sacristy. The flies by night that bites the house owner and mercilessly sucks them dry. Bands of renegades living outside the rear of moral decency. They are at the corridors of powers …the hero castle shattered and there seemed to be no hope…