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 | (2277, 8464) |
A massive, austere hall carved from the living rock in a small settlement, utterly devoid of ornament. The Quarry of Unending Sorrow is a place of perpetual, backbreaking labor, where thralls are forced to quarry stone for the construction of Shadar-kai strongholds. The work is physically taxing, and the constant threat of a monstrous abomination is a daily reality. At night, they sleep in crude cages, their minds slowly breaking from the constant, low hum of the stone. It's a place of grim, unending duty, where life is a brutal, agonizing existence.
The hall is vast and bare, with rough-hewn stone walls and floors. Thralls work tirelessly with crude tools, surrounded by cages where they sleep at night. The air is heavy with dust and the oppressive silence is broken only by the low, eerie hum emanating from the stone itself.