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 | (-7915, 1272) |
The public well of Sylvanspire is a massive, petrified geode carved from the deep earth. The water here is a clear, bitter liquid that is unnervingly silent, absorbing all sound in its vicinity. It is said to be the condensed essence of forgotten memories and silent despair. The well is a central hub for the populace, who drink the water to stay alive. The well is a grim, beautiful, and terrifying sight, with the eerie glow of the crystals illuminating the thousands of Shadar-kai who tend to them. It is a symbol of the nation's grim contemplation and its morbid obsession with the memories of the dead.
The well glows with an eerie light from the crystalline geode walls, illuminating the silent, bitter water that absorbs sound. Shadar-kai attendants move silently around the well, their forms flickering in the crystal light, creating a haunting and somber atmosphere.