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 | (-6330, 3862) |
Whispercove's Secretholder's Sanctuary is a masterfully concealed complex of private pools, deceptively serene, masking manipulations. Air is cool, still, with clean water and calming herbs, hiding tension. Elven kin-leaders cleanse in silence, their sharp eyes observing. "Slavery" is psychological: victims' wills eroded, becoming pawns or informants, sometimes for coerced service. They tend pools, eyes vacant, haunting testaments to broken minds. Whispers are rare, hushed: new intelligence, rivals, subversion of minds. Sounds: gentle water, soft, loaded words. Body purified, mind a labyrinth; presence is insidious control.
Deceptively serene pools surrounded by herbs, with sharp-eyed kin-leaders silently observing. Victims tend pools with vacant eyes, embodying broken minds under subtle mental control.