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The World
The World: The Surface
Imagine a world where the ground is made of growing flesh, where the rivers and seas are of blood, where trees and vegetation are replaced by vast shoots of living twitching bones, where the sky is hazed by smog, and where the flesh-ground has vast openings to breathe through, where every exhale creates fog.
The hazy sky and foggy environment means that sunlight is limited, and nighttime creates a blackness that most lights cannot shine through. Nighttime also becomes so cold that everything is coated with frost; people have to wear winter clothing less freeze to death.
Maybe this is where you are, you live in a world of uncontrollable flesh growing in all directions, a world where the very ground you stand on is breathing skinless meat. This is a vast monster, a living organic steppe that stretches on in all directions of the compass, disappearing into the hazy horizon.
Looking down into the flesh covering what once was beneath itself, you can see veins, arteries, tendons, and muscles, and you can even hear beating hearts, working lungs, intestines digesting fallen beings, veins and arteries pumping blood, and esophagi swallowing. Is this growth also eating itself?
The surface is the most versatile place to role-play, consisting of any inhabitant anywhere doing anything. Food isn’t a problem, you’re standing on it, and the flowing waterways of blood provide enough drink to float a boat.
Humans, cannibals, monsters, necromancers, demons, fallen angels, nightmares, Elves, Dwarves, flesh-golems, sorcerers, undead, dragons, mechanical beings, and who knows what else exists on the surface. This is the most open-ended scenario for an adventure or quest.
04-Jul-2015 02:35:52
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09-Jul-2015 09:19:35
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Azigarath