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 |
| Coordinates | (-9270, 5021) |
This grotesque, secluded workshop is where Vesperia's most depraved artisans practice their dark craft. Here, flesh-sculptors use arcane tools and vile concoctions to create unsettling effigies, macabre adornments, and even minor, mobile grotesque creatures from living flesh, bone, and grafted animal parts. These creations are used for both perverse pleasure and as components in their dark rituals, embodying the limitless depravity and arcane experimentation of Vesperia's priesthood.
The studio is dimly lit with flickering candles and arcane symbols etched into the walls. Tables are cluttered with surgical tools, jars of strange fluids, and half-finished flesh sculptures. The air is thick with the scent of alchemical reagents and decay, and faint, eerie whispers seem to emanate from the walls themselves.