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 | Swamp |
Pisaethces, the Blood Queen, presides over a nightmarish domain of rot and ruin—an unholy bog steeped in clotted ichor and psychic malevolence. Her realm, deep within the Far Realm or brushed against alien planes, is a festering mire where noxious pools churn with her sentient, crimson mucus. This gelatinous fluid pulses with a sickly rhythm, absorbing thoughts, dreams, and the flesh of those who stray too close. Grotesquely twisted trees rise like skeletal limbs, their bark slick with gore and draped in the torn remnants of devoured prey. The moaning winds carry whispers in forgotten tongues, while the ever-present blood-haze filters the world into a feverish smear of red and shadow. Pisaethces, mother of aboleths, broods within the largest, gloomiest pool, her immense, eyeless form both godlike and obscene. Her presence infects the mind as much as the body, and those who remain too long find their will, shape, and memories melting into the mire.
A blood-choked swamp stretches in all directions, its stagnant pools thick with crimson slime that glistens and pulses. Gnarled trees claw skyward, their limbs festooned with bones and torn flesh. A red haze cloaks the horizon, softening the grotesque landscape into a constant, suffocating blur. The air reeks of iron and rot, and every step squelches with unnatural warmth beneath.