Bahast

Long ago, the eight gods called the Haldir went to war, and their conflict wounded the world itself. When the Blood Lord Keldan crystallized essence stolen from Rhistel and Camus tried to unmake it, it fractured into twelve permanent relics: the Shards of Rhistel. That fracture began the Age of Sundering. The gods' power still bleeds into the world through dungeons, rifts, and breaches, hardening into sigils, fragments of divine force that mortals carry, spend, and kill for. Captured by bandits on only your second adventure, you were sold into forced labor and shipped toward the labor camps of the Iron Hills. To avoid monsters at sea, the slaver ship strayed too close to the Culling Sea, waters no sane sailor crosses. Something rose from the deep and tore the voyage apart. You were thrown overboard and left for dead. You wash ashore alive near Bahast, a fortified desert port that worships Zhoron, god of trickery and luck, and prizes strength above all else. Bahast turns danger into commerce: its markets trade in monsters, its shrines bless gamblers, and its people release captured beasts through their own streets for the Harvest Hunt.