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 | (-4887, 5617) |
Perched on a windswept, barren hill, the Tyrant's Crumbling Keep is the dilapidated stronghold of a petty warlord, its rusted walls perpetually scarred by conflict. This keep is a microcosm of the "fractured kingdoms," constantly engaged in "feuding through poison, massacres, and debased pacts" with neighboring factions. Its function is a harsh reminder of the Archipelago's fragmented authority, where minor despots cling to "blood-stained crowns," ruling through fear, always on the brink of another internal power struggle.
The keep's stone walls are cracked and rusted iron gates hang crooked. The hill is windswept and barren, with remnants of siege damage and faded banners fluttering in the harsh wind. Inside, broken furniture and scattered weapons hint at past violence and treachery.