
Once a thriving crossroads of trade and cultivation, the Severed Valley has been cut off from the outside world for decades by a deadly miasma storm and supernatural disasters caused by the failed ascension of someone who aimed to reach the heavens. Within its borders, survivors fight for hope, power, and escape. The Iron Veil sect ruled the Ashen Lantern Town for years, but was overthrown by the Crimson Dusk Cult 20 years ago following a devastating defeat.
Played | 9 times |
Cloned | 6 times |
Created | 19 days ago |
Last Updated | Yesterday |
Visibility | Public |

Coordinates | (759, -1010) |
The district’s smoky communal kitchen, once overseen by a kindly Iron Veil elder, now runs under the stern gaze of a cult-appointed cook. Families gather for thin porridge and rationed root stew, speaking quietly as a crimson cult poster warns against “disloyal tongues.” The kitchen is a vital refuge for daily survival, a place where suspicion and community simmer side by side. News and gossip circulate in whispers, always mindful of who might be listening.
A long, blackened clay hearth dominates the space, pots bubbling with plain fare for many mouths. Wooden benches worn by generations line the soot-streaked walls. Crimson banners and talismans hang over the entrance, and incense burns at a small side altar. Despite the austere atmosphere, the rhythmic sounds of chopping, stirring, and low conversation lend the kitchen a comforting, if wary, warmth.