Life for the citizens of the Empire has long been one of hardship, toil, and unwavering devotion. From the bustling streets of its larger cities to the distant, isolated villages within the fringes of the Empire, every aspect of life is governed by the Azerai Church, regardless of one’s private conviction, or proximity to the greater bastions of religious power.

Daily routines are consumed by labour, with most citizens engaged in gruelling tasks meant to support the collective good, or more truthfully, meet the ever-present needs of an unstable and labyrinthine ideologic ruling body. Whether they are farmers toiling under the harsh sun, artisans crafting their goods with no end, or scribes ever-charting the comings of the smallfolk, the common folk are continuously bombarded with the belief that personal sacrifice is essential to the future of humanity.

Worship is not a choice but a mandate, and places of faith are present in every major township and settlement. Public displays of piety are expected, and the Azerai priesthood, roaming the Empire in grand ceremonial parades, bring both Faith and Mandate to all corners of the realm, from great city to isolated village alike.