The Riven Lands are a fractured realm born from a magical event, The Sundering which violently pulled people from countless realities into a bleeding scar across existence. Magic here is a vile, twisting curse, its power warping flesh and mind. Its inhabitants, xenophobic and without loyalty, cling to life amidst decaying lands, endless wars, and horrifying Gods that everyone worships in some form. Hope is a lie; only brutal struggle remains in this world drowned in cynicism and sheer cruelty.
| Played | 8 times |
| Cloned | 3 times |
| Created | 2 days ago |
| Last Updated | Yesterday |
| Visibility | Public |
| Coordinates | (-7868, 1227) |
The Whispering Jetty is Threnody Landing's small, melancholic dock, a perpetually damp structure built where a narrow, sluggish river empties into the perpetually grey sea. Its purpose is to serve as a grim logging outpost, felling ancient, blighted trees for rare, magically resonant timber. You'll find gaunt Shadar-kai overseeing silent, weary Human laborers loading rough-hewn logs onto crude river barges. Work here involves felling enormous, cursed trees, hauling timber through treacherous waterways, processing blighted resins, or acting as guides for expeditions into the sorrow-laden forests. You can find stacks of dark timber, barrels of viscous sap, and the hushed voices of those too weary for complaint, their lives defined by endless labor.
A perpetually damp, narrow dock built where a sluggish river meets a grey sea, with rough-hewn logs piled high, crude river barges moored, and shadowy figures moving silently among the blighted timber and resin barrels.