I really loved Adventure but I wanted to go through space so once once I'm done adding fantasy stuff I will make a giant update that would just be map that space stuff new races for outer space spells I do have to do that somewhere in like a month or two but I might have to take a small Hiatus for a little bit
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| Created | 21 days ago |
| Last Updated | 8 days ago |
| Visibility | Public |
| Size | 0 |
| Type | Kyton City |
Jangling Hiter, the City of Chains, clings to existence between the torments of Dis and the seething wastelands of Avernus. Suspended by an impossibly intricate web of rusted iron chains, the entire city dangles above a churning mire of brimstone and ash, creaking and swaying in an endless symphony of metallic groans. Home to the kytons—chain devils born of torment and artistry—Jangling Hiter thrives on tension, literally and figuratively. Buildings here are forged from interlinked chains, some taut and rigid, others swaying like pendulums, creating shifting corridors and vertigo-inducing vistas. Every movement sets off a chorus of clanks, scrapes, and eerie howls, creating a soundscape of agony and order. Kytons glide across the structure like dancers in a deathly ballet, utterly at home in this gravity-defying prison. It is a place of eerie elegance and unrelenting cruelty, where every link serves both as support and as shackle. To fall from Jangling Hiter is to vanish into Avernus.
A tangled mass of chains stretches across the void, supporting black-iron towers and suspended cages that swing above the boiling red mire below. Structures twist and contort with the shifting tension of their links, creaking endlessly. The air is choked with metallic dust and heat shimmer, pierced by glowing eyes and drifting embers. From the gloom, kytons move like spiders—graceful, silent, and cruel—amid a city suspended in torment.