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 | Terraced Cavern Network |
A terraced cavern network, hewn into the deep earth in the shape of a colossal, gaping maw. Here, the bones of fallen Shadar-kai and other creatures are laid out on wide stone terraces, their intricate patterns serving as fertilizer for a single, horrifying crop. A thick carpet of Grave-Lichen grows on the polished skulls and fossilized bones of abyssal giants, absorbing their memories and adding them to the nation's living archive. The cavern is a grim, silent place, a morbid testament to Stonegaunt's grim pursuit of knowledge, where Death-Veil Fungus clings to the walls, feeding on the silence of the entombed dead. Work here involves meticulously harvesting the lichen, a task that requires absolute silence and focus, and mapping the dangerous, shifting catacombs in search of new bones to add to the grim collection.
The cavern is dimly lit by faint bioluminescence from the Grave-Lichen, which carpets polished skulls and fossilized bones in eerie green hues. The terraces rise like steps into the darkness, lined with skeletal remains arranged in morbid patterns, and the walls are covered with dark, spongy Death-Veil Fungus that seems to absorb sound, creating an oppressive silence.