Every word a weapon, every note a trap; so they sing for you to tap.

Their music is performance sharpened into control. With the old lute in hand, they do not merely entertain; they loosen secrets, bend moods, and make...

Cute until the curse starts playing back.

The city forgets us. The rivers do not.

Born from rivermen, smugglers, dock laborers, ferrymen, and abandoned undercity districts, Blackwake developed into a fiercely territorial organization...

26 Species
10 Heirlooms
24 Realms
11 Guilds
30 Inhabitants
Emberfall
  • Gothic Ruin
  • Ashen Graveyards
  • Volcanic Shadow

Emberfall

Emberfall was built before the ash claimed the land, when homes still had gardens, roads still held market noise, and the castle stood as a sign of power rather than endurance alone. The nearby volcano changed everything slowly at first, laying dust over roofs, fields, trees, and graves until the living learned that every season carried the same gray weather.

As ashfall deepened, plants withered, orchards failed, and the city’s outer homes began to rot beneath neglect and choking dust. Graveyards spread as families marked their losses in stone, iron, and silence. The castle remained, towering over the decline with old authority, even as the streets beneath it grew colder and the houses emptied one by one.

Now Emberfall persists as a city of dead roots, ruined homes, and noble shadows. Its people endure beneath the volcano’s glow, surrounded by reminders of what the ash has taken and what power still refuses to surrender. The city does not feel alive in the ordinary sense; it feels inherited, haunted, and watched by every grave that has not yet crumbled.

Wormwood Bloodline

The Wormwood Bloodline is among the oldest surviving noble bloodlines in the realm, a grim and deeply entrenched dynasty shaped by generations of hardship, isolation, and merciless survival. Their ancestral domain lies within a brutal and unforgiving region plagued by ogre incursions, volcanic instability, poisoned soil, and perpetual funerary tradition. Over centuries, the Wormwoods adapted not through compassion or diplomacy, but through ruthless endurance and rigid control.

The Wormwood estate is a sprawling gothic manor surrounded by immense graveyards, black iron fencing, ash-covered courtyards, and crypts layered beneath the estate itself. Though portions of the exterior have weathered with age and neglect, the decayed grandeur of the manor remains imposing and unmistakably noble. Statues of forgotten ancestors, mausoleums, funeral shrines, and cracked stone effigies dominate the surrounding grounds.

House Wormwood values bloodline purity, obedience, hierarchy, and absolute authority above all else. Their nobles are cold, disciplined, and emotionally distant, believing kindness breeds weakness and survival demands control. Servitude within Wormwood lands is harsh, and many within the house openly prefer bonded labor or outright slavery over paid servants, viewing dependency as more reliable than loyalty.

Though feared across neighboring territories, House Wormwood commands respect through sheer endurance. Empires have fallen, kingdoms have fractured, and noble houses have vanished, yet the Wormwoods remain — grim, ancient, and unyielding beneath the shadow of ash and tombstone.


Wormwood Bloodline
  • Gothic Nobility
  • Volcanic Frontier
  • Feudal Masters
Where ash buries gardens and graves keep company.