Rhycullun

Rhycullun is where the gods fell hardest, and where it’s said their shadows still cling to the soil. It is wild, raw, and stubborn.

This land knows no peace. War has taken root across every border. Rebels against Empire, pirates against kings, the faithful against the forgotten. In the north, dragons guard frozen peaks while rebels burrow through old dwarven tunnels. To the west, sun-baked mesas and dry plains test the strength of anyone who stays. The south is green and fertile, yet always under the Empire’s boot. To the east, pirates and leviathans share reefs and hidden coves, tearing apart any ship foolish enough to drift too close.

As conflict spreads, so does an unsettling invention: Magi-Tech. A fusion of arcane power and mechanical craft, it’s changing how people fight, build, and survive... and it has only just begun.

Rhycullun is a land of scars and stories. Everyone here has something worth bleeding for, and the soil never forgets the blood spilled upon it.