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 | (-9265, 5015) |
A vast, bio-luminescent temple-complex made of pulsating flesh and bone, in a small settlement. The Flesh-Vat Pits is a place of grotesque, unending labor, where captives are forced to harvest and prepare the raw materials for the Tiefling priests’ vile rituals. The work is physically taxing, and the constant threat of a grotesque mutation is a daily reality. At night, they sleep in crude cages, their bodies covered in weeping sores from their work. It's a place of grim, unending duty, where life is a brutal, agonizing existence.
The temple glows with eerie bio-luminescence, its walls and structures made of living flesh and bone that pulse rhythmically. The air is thick with the scent of decay and the sounds of agonized labor, with crude cages lining the perimeter where captives rest in torment.