Dark Fantasy
A dying world where power is cruel and survival is grim.
Author's Note: 95% Finished
●162 - POI●
●50 - Areas●
●51 - Monsters●
●61 - Playable Characters●
●9 - Factions●
Evilar is a world drowning in the echoes of ruin, where empires crumble and the gods remain silent. Its skies are perpetually bruised, heavy with storms that never bring relief, while its landscapes are scarred by war, decay, and the slow rot of civilizations long past. Power is fleeting, held by those ruthless enough to seize it, and hope is a fragile ember flickering against the abyss. In the depths of its sulfur-choked wastelands, crystal caverns, and mountain strongholds, the remnants of the world claw for survival—some with steel, others with sorcery, and many with nothing but sheer, bitter will.
| Played | 44 times |
| Cloned | 1 times |
| Created | 25 days ago |
| Last Updated | Yesterday |
| Visibility | Public |
Gravebrew Remedies
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| Coordinates | (-5484, -1217) |
Description
A dimly lit apothecary nestled between sagging buildings, its air thick with the scent of damp earth and bitter herbs. Bottles of murky tinctures line the shelves, their labels worn and faded, whispering of old cures and forgotten poisons. The owner—a quiet figure with eyes like dying embers—never asks questions, only listens, measuring remedies with a steady hand.