Solmarra

Solmarra – The Masked Dominion of Duel and Decay

“Beauty is the final sin — and we shall die beautifully.”

Once a realm of artistry, duels, and divine pageantry, Solmarra now decays beneath gilded masks. The city’s nobles drown in endless carnivals while their world crumbles around them. Every citizen wears a mask to reflect — or conceal — their soul. Honor is measured not by virtue but by performance, and bloodshed is as refined as poetry.

Its duels are rituals, its feasts masquerades of despair, and its art both confession and curse. Beneath the perfume and gold lies rot — yet no realm dies with such elegance.