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 | (-6253, -3049) |
The Dry Skull's Pint is a crude, constantly relocating tavern, built from scavenged tent canvas and bone-poles, always found at the periphery of The Moving Grave. Its purpose is to serve as a volatile meeting point for desperate hunters, foragers, and those seeking to sell or acquire information on new scavenging grounds. Services include trading in scavenged goods from recent battlegrounds, acquiring information on fresh kills or lost patrols, hiring desperate individuals for dangerous foraging expeditions, and purchasing tainted supplies that promise sustenance at a grim cost. Their "famous" dish is "Ash-Bone Brew," a thick, gritty liquid distilled from battlefield remains, burnt ash, and pulverized bone, rumored to grant temporary fortitude but leave a lingering, bitter taste of death.
Constructed from patchwork tent canvas and bleached bones, the tavern shifts location frequently, marked by a grim skull sign. Inside, rough wooden tables and bone racks hold traded goods and maps, with a smoky, pungent atmosphere.