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 | (-4805, 4504) |
The Blood-Tide Butchery is a vast, open-sided structure dominating Bone-Hook Anchorage's main dock, perpetually reeking of brine, blood, and decaying flesh. Its unique function is to serve as the town's central processing hub for monstrous kills from both sea and forest, and as a grim hiring hall. Here, Elf hunters methodically butcher colossal, blighted creatures on vast, blood-slicked tables. One finds tools of bone and sharpened shell, unsettling meat, and overseers' guttural shouts. Work involves flaying monstrous hides, rendering blighted fats, or crafting crude weapons from bone and sinew. Perilous raiding parties form here, seeking desperate individuals for dangerous hunts or coastal assaults, lives expendable for grim resources.
Blood-slicked tables with monstrous carcasses, tools of bone and sharpened shell, unsettling meat piles, and overseers shouting orders. The air is thick with the stench of brine, blood, and rotting flesh, with hunters flaying hides and crafting crude weapons from bone and sinew.