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 | (-6228, 4304) |
The cemetery of Shadowfen is not a single location but a deceptive landscape of floating peat islands and treacherous, illusion-shrouded pathways. The dead here are not buried but are left to sink into the dark, murky waters of the fen, becoming one with the land. The purpose is a grim form of psychological warfare, where the Elven populace has learned to create potent illusions by drawing on the silent anguish of the dead. The floating peat islands are a dangerous, beautiful lie, and to enter them is to risk losing your mind to the creeping madness that they contain. A deceptive and treacherous place, the Sunken Mists serve as a constant reminder of the Shadowfen's mastery over deception and illusion.
Floating peat islands drift over murky waters, surrounded by thick, shifting mists that distort perception. Illusory pathways appear and vanish, with faint whispers and shadowy figures flickering at the edges of sight.