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 | (-6407, 8041) |
Dominating the skyline of Crimsonhold, this grim, iron-spiked gallow-steeple is where public executions and brutal sacrifices are frequent. The air around it is thick with the pervasive scent of iron and anguish. This site isn't just for deterrence; it is believed to "draw demonic entities" who revel in the bloodshed and "demand increasingly horrific tributes." Furthermore, the "vengeful spirits of the slain" are often bound to the steeple, manifesting as chilling echoes, invisible torments, or even violent poltergeist activity that plagues the surrounding districts.
A towering iron structure with spikes and chains, stained dark with dried blood. The steeple looms ominously over the city, surrounded by rusted iron fences and bloodstained stone slabs. Occasional flickers of ghostly light and eerie whispers emanate from the site.