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 | (-2730, 9025) |
The public well of Ironfast is a grotesque, industrial construction known as the Grime-Spring. It is a massive, lead-lined basin that collects the constant trickle of polluted water from the ceiling of the city's mines. The water here is a thick, grimy fluid, tainted with the iron and rust of the city's industry. It is a grim, vital resource for the populace, who use it for their industrial needs and to create a foul, bitter brew that is the only source of nourishment for the city's thralls. The Grime-Spring is a symbol of the nation's grinding productivity and its complete disregard for the environment, a constant reminder that in Ironfast, everything has a price, and even water is a tool of subjugation.
A grotesque industrial basin of lead-lined metal, stained with rust and grime, constantly dripping thick, polluted water. The basin is surrounded by iron pipes and rusted machinery, with a faint metallic smell and a bitter, acrid taste in the air.