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 | Secluded Cavernous Cove |
A secluded, cavernous cove where contraband and secrets are the only currency. A network of elevated platforms and ropes connects the illicit trade stalls. It is the hidden heart of the Elven kin-leaders' network, a place where no one's true motives are ever trusted, not even kin. It is also home to a unique blight. The Death-Veil Fungus grows here, feeding on the whispers and lies of the dead, and Grave-Lichen clings to the bones of the dead. The purpose is to use the fungus to listen to the silent whispers of the dead, to learn from them and to guard ancient, perilous sites. The work here is subtle and treacherous, involving harvesting the blighted crops in the deep caves and fending off the monstrous ambush predators that stalk the territories.
Dimly lit by bioluminescent fungi, the cove is a labyrinth of wooden platforms and rope bridges suspended over shadowy waters, with clusters of pale Death-Veil Fungus glowing faintly and gray Grave-Lichen clinging to scattered bones.