Thanis Mortem

The dead wind greets all who enter Thanis Mortem. Here, the sun rises pale through veils of ash, and the soil remembers every step. Cities hum with necrotic engines, the air thick with incense and decay. The living walk beside their ancestors, bound by duty, debt, or devotion. War banners made of cured skin hang over streets of bone-white stone, and halos of flame, eclipse, and shadow mark those touched by infernal grace. In this realm, death is not an end — it is an empire, and you have just crossed its gates. Make a name in a land where the dead walk and where the holy are the monsters instead, multiple races, classes, locations, factions and more