The Riven Lands are a fractured realm born from a magical event, The Sundering which violently pulled people from countless realities into a bleeding scar across existence. Magic here is a vile, twisting curse, its power warping flesh and mind. Its inhabitants, xenophobic and without loyalty, cling to life amidst decaying lands, endless wars, and horrifying Gods that everyone worships in some form. Hope is a lie; only brutal struggle remains in this world drowned in cynicism and sheer cruelty.
| Played | 8 times |
| Cloned | 3 times |
| Created | 2 days ago |
| Last Updated | Yesterday |
| Visibility | Public |
| Size | 0 |
| Type | Bewildering Illusory Forest |
Within its borders lies a bewildering, perpetually shifting expanse of woods known as The Whispering Weald. This is not a natural forest, but a twisted, blighted creation where the trees are woven from illusions and the air hums with a disorienting, psychic static. Every path, every clearing, and every shadow is a lie, constantly rearranging itself to confuse and mislead. It serves as a natural, bewildering fortress, its deceptive paths and camouflaged enclaves hiding the Kitsune's settlements. It is also their grim resource hub, a source of mind-bending flora for their illusions and the resilient wood for their snares. However, this land is an active threat. Pervasive environmental decay and insidious undead are constant dangers. The ancient tree spirits, angered by predation, are a silent, malevolent force, actively seeking to ensnare and petrify intruders. The thicket is a constant reminder of the price of survival in the Riven Lands.
The forest appears as a dense thicket of gnarled, shimmering trees whose shapes and positions subtly shift when not directly observed, with an eerie, humming atmosphere and shadows that seem to move independently, casting deceptive patterns on the ground.