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 | (-1458, 1744) |
The cemetery of Malcoria is a series of vast, open pits filled with a bubbling, foul slurry of blood, meat, and bone. It is a terrifying workshop where new horrors are born and life is simply raw material for foul creations. The purpose is a grim, two-fold utility. The first is to serve as a resource for the Tiefling master of flesh-crafting, where the dead are processed into a grim form of sustenance for the living thralls. The second is to provide a constant source of necrotic energy for the kingdom's rituals, a grim monument to the Tiefling master's dark arts, a place where flesh and corruption are forged into a terrifying new reality.
The pits bubble with a thick, red slurry emitting a sickly sweet and metallic stench. Jagged bones and torn flesh float on the surface, while twisted, malformed creatures occasionally emerge and vanish back into the depths. The air is heavy with dark magic and decay, and the ground is stained with dried blood and corrupted soil.