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 | (2383, 3677) |
The Gloom-Throne is a colossal, hollowed-out monolith that serves as the desolate seat of power within The Gloom District, perpetually shrouded in a fine, chilling mist. Its purpose is to govern the district and preserve its ancient, sorrowful lore, acting as a grim archive of universal despair. You'll find gaunt Gloom-Striders, their movements slow and deliberate, lost in silent contemplation or poring over crumbling texts. Work here involves channeling psychic despair to break enemy morale in adjacent districts, deploying shadow creatures for covert strikes, discerning tactical weaknesses through melancholic foresight, and influencing combat through sorrowful resonance, all for the sake of their grim, unending vigil amidst Discordia's chaos.
A towering, dark monolith with jagged edges, perpetually enveloped in a fine, chilling mist. Inside, dimly lit chambers filled with crumbling texts and shadowy figures moving slowly in silent contemplation.