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 | (-6181, 4763) |
The Chamber of Broken Forms is a disorienting temple within Mire-Whisper City, its very architecture subtly shifting and blurring, defying fixed observation. Dedicated to Xylos, The Unraveling Pattern, its purpose is the exploration and glorification of unpredictable change and the dissolution of stable forms through illusion and psychic manipulation. Here, Elf priests, their movements fluid and elusive, conduct harrowing rituals that distort reality, induce powerful sensory hallucinations, and explore the "unraveling" of minds. The air hums with discordant whispers and seems to ripple with unseen energy, reflecting Xylos's chaotic influence. You'll find figures undergoing "transformative" rituals, their forms subtly changing as if caught in a perpetual fever dream, while priests meticulously observe their torment. The pervasive sense of unreality inside the Chamber pushes sanity to its limits, as the boundaries of existence are constantly tested and broken.
The temple's walls ripple and shift subtly, with discordant whispers filling the air. Figures undergoing transformative rituals appear caught in fever dreams, their forms fluid and elusive, while priests observe with meticulous detachment. The atmosphere is charged with chaotic energy, pushing sanity to its limits.