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 | (-5099, 3780) |
Deep within Thornwood's gnarled heart lies The Bramblecage, a brutal, open-air arena formed from impossibly thick, living brambles and thorny vines that constantly constrict and shift. Its floor is soft earth, treacherous with hidden roots and pits. Fighters, often "expendable scouts or living bait," are forced to navigate this natural labyrinth while fending off blighted beasts or other captured combatants. The Bramblecage functions as a training ground for ruthless efficiency, a grim method for thinning out the "unfit," and a horrifying display of the Elf savage mastery over their wild domain.
Thick, twisting brambles and thorny vines form a dense, ever-changing cage around the arena. The ground is uneven and soft, dotted with hidden roots and pits, creating a natural labyrinth that challenges combatants' agility and endurance.