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 | (-9269, 5020) |
A grim, unsettling establishment in Vilebloom Port, its walls subtly pulsating, thick with a sickeningly sweet odor. Its unique function: a discreet hub where Tiefling alchemists and nobles meet clients for illicit "enhancements" and experimental "treatments." This isn't a place for rest, but for transactions of flesh and twisted science. You'll find gaunt Human and Tiefling laborers, some with minor mutations, serving strange, glowing concoctions. Conversations are hushed, revolving around acquiring rare biological specimens or disposing of failed experiments. Work involves tending vast vats where unknown life pulsates, feeding experimental organisms (sometimes with grim "nutrients"), or discreetly transporting unsettling cargo to hidden labs. Opportunities include assisting alchemists in harvesting grotesque fluids or "recruiting" unwitting subjects. The Inn's existence is a testament to Vesperia's relentless pursuit of perverse creation.
The inn's interior is dimly lit with strange glowing concoctions served by gaunt, mutated laborers. Vast vats containing pulsating unknown lifeforms dominate the back rooms, while hushed conversations about grotesque experiments fill the air.