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 | Corrupted Living Laboratory Forest |
This forest is a living laboratory of flesh and blight, not a natural wood. The trunks of the trees are gnarled and thick, resembling petrified bone and sinew, their leaves a sickly, purplish-grey like stretched, necrotic skin. The ground is a soft, spongy mess, littered with fungal growths that pulse with a faint, corrupted light. The thicket serves as a testing ground for Malcoria's vile experiments; unstable flesh-crafted horrors are released to live out their wretched lives. The threats here are relentless. The air is thick with infectious spores, and the ground is a toxic stew of blighted ichor. The horrors that roam the thicket are monstrous chimeras, creatures that are a grotesque amalgamation of different body parts. The most insidious threat is the forest itself, a living, breathing laboratory that spreads its blight with every breath.
Gnarled, thick trunks resembling petrified bone and sinew; sickly purplish-grey leaves like stretched necrotic skin; soft, spongy ground covered in faintly glowing fungal growths emitting a corrupted light.