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 | (-6297, -3118) |
The Grinding Cartel is a unique, terrifyingly efficient mobile processing unit, a colossal, lumbering engine of salvaged metal and grinding gears that is hauled by dozens of exhausted individuals or beasts. Its unique function is the brutal, continuous processing of all scavenged carrion, bones, and raw materials into grim consumables. Here, Human labor fuels its machinery, Blight-Touched alchemists refine putrid flesh into potent (and often tainted) pastes and powders, and Grave Whispers oversee the processing of bones into dust and morbid relics. The Cartel constantly exhales a foul, sweet smoke, its internal mechanisms a gruesome symphony of grinding, rending, and pulverizing, serving as the Pact's mobile horror factory and grim source of sustenance.
A towering, rusted engine of interlocking gears and grinding wheels, belching foul, sweet smoke. Human laborers and Blight-Touched alchemists work amidst the clanking metal, while Grave Whispers oversee bone processing into dust and relics.