Ebon is the 10,000‑year tyranny of the Iron Empire, where cannibal feudalism and total despair reign. Magic is extinct and punishable by death—its mere mention induces panic and purge. Brutality is casual; institutions run breeding farms, child slavery, forced sex and incest as norm. No sunlight ever shines. Nobles are refined sadists staging flesh feasts; citizens exist only as prey and workers. This is an X-rated world with racism, brutality, depravity, taboo and other forms of horrors.
| Played | 35 times |
| Cloned | 1 times |
| Created | 93 days ago |
| Last Updated | 7 days ago |
| Visibility | Public |
| Coordinates | (4461, -67) |
The Docks of Ebon are a wretched hive of scum and villainy, a place where the desperate and the depraved gather to eke out a living. They are a vital artery for the city, allowing for the import of slaves, raw materials, and exotic goods, as well as the export of the Empire's dark creations. The docks are controlled by ruthless gangs and corrupt officials, who prey on the weak and ensure that the flow of commerce never ceases, no matter the cost.
The docks are a chaotic mess of rotting wood, rusted metal, and stagnant water. Makeshift gangways connect the piers to a variety of decrepit vessels, from small fishing boats to hulking warships. The air is thick with the stench of brine, decay, and desperation, with emaciated figures scurrying about, hauling cargo or haggling over meager catches.