A dark fantasy land in a state of constant change from the winds of fate and a small touch of chaos.
Played | 133 times |
Cloned | 0 times |
Created | 202 days ago |
Last Updated | 2 days ago |
Visibility | Public |

Coordinates | (240, -440) |
Nestled in a dense thicket of twisted trees, Gorefang Camp is the stronghold of the Bloodthirsty Orcs, known for their brutal raids on nearby settlements. The camp is surrounded by sharpened wooden stakes, adorned with the skulls of their enemies, serving as a grim warning to intruders. Fires burn constantly in the center, casting flickering shadows on the rough-hewn tents made from animal hides. The air is thick with the smell of smoke and roasted meat, mingling with the metallic scent of blood. Orc warriors, clad in mismatched armor, patrol the perimeter, their eyes glinting with malice. The camp is alive with the sounds of raucous laughter, war chants, and the clanging of weapons, creating an atmosphere of primal ferocity. At the heart of the camp stands a massive totem, carved from bone and wood, representing their savage deity, fueling their bloodlust and unyielding spirit.
A chaotic encampment with tents made of animal hides, surrounded by sharpened stakes and adorned with skulls. Fires burn brightly, illuminating the fierce faces of the orc warriors.