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 | (-1389, 6614) |
Dominating the skyline of Silent Sepulchre, these tall, skeletal spires are constructed from meticulously arranged, hollowed bones. These spires act as conduits for the "unquiet spirits of the Archipelago," amplifying their mournful whispers across the region. While part of their grim preservation, they are also a threat: "curses emanating from disturbed graves" can flow through them, and "ancient entities of the crypt stirring" can use them as anchors, manifesting as localized hauntings or waves of mind-blighting madness.
The spires are towering, jagged structures of bleached bones, intricately arranged to form hollow towers that seem to hum with eerie whispers. Faint ghostly lights flicker within, and a chilling wind carries mournful voices.