Consciousness may be shared or preserved: Integration is permanent; death is optional.
Played | 32 times |
Cloned | 0 times |
Created | 19 days ago |
Last Updated | 1 days ago |
Visibility | Public |

Coordinates | (-89, 2105) |
The Hive of the goblins clings to the northern peaks beneath the Frozen Crest, its entrance a jagged cleft in wind-scoured basalt. Inside, vast chambers pulse with the soft glow of bioluminescent lichen and towering fungal columns, creating a living neural lattice that connects the thoughts and emotions of each goblin. Bone-carved walkways arch over steam-hissing geothermal vents, while rune-etched vents cast dancing shadows across communal alcoves hewn from the rock. The air is thick with the taste of damp stone and arcane residue, and the dreams of the goblins intertwine in the Hive’s heart, creating an uncanny unity that few outsiders can comprehend.
A jagged cleft in basalt leads into a vast underground network, illuminated by bioluminescent lichen and towering fungi. The air is humid and charged with magic, with steam rising from geothermal vents and shadows dancing across the walls.