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 | (-4806, 4498) |
Deep within the densest, most ancient parts of the Thornwood forest, this camouflaged lodge is where the Elf most cunning artisans work. They are master camoufleurs, weaving cloaks from magically treated leaves, dark feathers, and animal hides that seem to absorb light and sound, allowing for near-perfect invisibility. They also craft intricate, almost invisible snares and silent footwear from specialized moss and dried tendons, essential tools for their brutal ambushes, swift raids, and elusiveness within the perilous woods.
The lodge blends seamlessly with the dense foliage, constructed from woven branches, leaves, and dark feathers that absorb light, making it nearly invisible. Surrounding the hideout are intricate snares and patches of specialized moss used for silent movement.