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Regular 400Italic 400Bold 700Bold Italic 700

Summary

Giblin’s concept was have letters that would ember through the pages. It would have a slanted (1–2°) roman and an upright (8–9°) italic. In effect to give it that written feel.

Features include it’s tall, frail, slanted stems and smaller x-height (“h”, “l”) compensated by asymmetric serifs, sharp terminals (“c”, “f”, “r”), arched serifs (“i”) and narrower bowls (“n”, “o”).

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Giblin 400
25px / 1.45lh
Three hundred years of the Old Empires subjugation, a brief ember of Liberation, then after for it to be expunged by the New Empire. The Old wanes and the New arises. They came under the false pretense of helping our cause. We knew this to be a lie, to them we were just another to conquer. So we fought again. We fought this New Empire. We were outmatched but those that believed were valiant till the end. The infighting and the betrayals further accelerated our demise. After the war, our scripts were burnt, our words drawn from our breath and one oppressor has replaced another. ¶ Twenty years has passed and their seeds have rooted into our land. Some have accepted their enthralment, others like us, gather in secret. Gather to plan the Rebellion. A new gathering, a New Association. ¶ I hold the belief that when we replenish our numbers we may grow stronger. That we learn our scripts, invoke our words, and this time around acquire the dormant Relics, that we may succeed in our Liberation. We need to ignite those that have lost faith and ally those whom share our cause to drive the New Empire out. From there, we may truly taste our Liberation.

— Words of the High Scribe. On Rebellion.
Giblin 700
25px / 1.45lh
Three hundred years of the Old Empires subjugation, a brief ember of Liberation, then after for it to be expunged by the New Empire. The Old wanes and the New arises. They came under the false pretense of helping our cause. We knew this to be a lie, to them we were just another to conquer. So we fought again. We fought this New Empire. We were outmatched but those that believed were valiant till the end. The infighting and the betrayals further accelerated our demise. After the war, our scripts were burnt, our words drawn from our breath and one oppressor has replaced another. ¶ Twenty years has passed and their seeds have rooted into our land. Some have accepted their enthralment, others like us, gather in secret. Gather to plan the Rebellion. A new gathering, a New Association. ¶ I hold the belief that when we replenish our numbers we may grow stronger. That we learn our scripts, invoke our words, and this time around acquire the dormant Relics, that we may succeed in our Liberation. We need to ignite those that have lost faith and ally those whom share our cause to drive the New Empire out. From there, we may truly taste our Liberation.

— Words of the High Scribe. On Rebellion.
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