Crimwol

Vibrant orange trees flutter in the temperate wind as rodent-like creatures dash through the pumpkin colored shrubbery. Windswept granite mountains collect snow from which plentiful rivers and lakes are born from. Although seemingly a paradise, the dark society within seems to be less than desirable to say the least. Within the expansive cities of the native Rhagg, preserved, barely alive mechanisms of flesh rotate and pulse like clockwork. Vehicles run by small animals’ brains and powerful organisms’ muscles speed along the clay brick roads. Factories employ flesh-made arms which are controlled by artificially shocked brain matter in order to produce air fresheners to mask the smell of decommissioned machinery.