Rainoga

Malagard’s severed fingers, now the Ten Towers, pierce the blood-red skies of Avernus like twisted ivory daggers, grotesque monuments to Glasya’s unyielding dominion. Each tower, crooked and bone-white, serves as both roost and ruthless sentinel over the infernal wastes. The foremost, the Tower of Pain, stands as a vertical hellscape of torment, its darkened levels ascending with escalating cruelty—cells ringed with agony traps, chambers of eternal punishment where Glasya’s enemies writhe beneath unending torment. Devils patrol these cursed spires, their silhouettes sharp against the pale stone, enforcing merciless justice and ensuring none escape the archduchess’s wrath. These towers embody the brutal, unrelenting order Glasya demands, where suffering is both weapon and artifice. As a chilling reminder of the cost of defiance, the Ten Towers dominate the horizon—a fortress of fear and a symbol of infernal power.

Jagged ivory spires twist upward against a fiery red sky, their crooked forms rising like severed bones bleeding shadows. The Tower of Pain looms tallest, its dark windows glowing faintly with imprisoned screams. Devils patrol narrow ledges, their eyes gleaming cold as they watch endless torment below. A burning haze curls around the base, and the air thrums with whispered cries—an ever-present testament to Glasya’s ruthless reign.