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 | (-6671, 6808) |
The cemetery of Aethelgard is a grim testament to the sea's relentless power. It is not a single location but a collection of ancient, barnacled cairns and burial mounds scattered along the high bluffs. These tombs are perpetually battered by the churning ocean, their stones stained by salt and the perpetual crash of waves. The purpose of these tombs is a grim, final defense: the spirits of the warriors buried within are bound to the stone, acting as ethereal sentinels who rise in a spectral host to defend the fortress against gargantuan sea monsters and rogue tides. The mournful wail of the wind and the ceaseless roar of the waves are the only sounds to be heard, a constant reminder of the grim struggle to preserve desperate order against a world determined to break it.
Weathered stone cairns covered in barnacles and seaweed, perched on rugged cliffs overlooking a stormy sea. The air is filled with the mournful wail of wind and the roar of crashing waves, with occasional ghostly lights flickering among the tombs.