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 | 3 days ago |
| Last Updated | 1 days ago |
| Visibility | Public |
| Coordinates | (-3791, 4335) |
The public well of Serpentscale is a massive, gaping maw carved into a colossal whale skull that perpetually weeps. From its eye sockets and jagged teeth, a foul, brackish water flows into a central basin. This water is not just salt-tainted, but carries a dark, oily residue from the depths, a product of the city's dark pacts and endless plunder. The water is a grim symbol of the nation's brutal maritime predation and its complete disregard for life. Drinking from the Brine-Maul is a sign of fealty to the pirate captains, a grim oath of loyalty that is often enforced with the threat of death.
The colossal whale skull features jagged teeth and hollow eye sockets from which the brackish, oily water flows into a central basin. The skull is weathered and stained by the dark water, exuding a grim and foreboding aura.