The Village of the Fallen Lineage stands as a bastion of darkness, its purpose far beyond mere habitation, serving as the heart of reckoning for the spoils harvested by these merciless beings across the realms. Within its ominous walls, every structure bears witness to the grim trade of slavery, a pervasive presence that dominates the landscape. Here, the pulse of commerce beats to the rhythm of despair, as the fate of unfortunate souls is decided through sale, barter, or cruel fate. Those who arrive, bearing the mark of survival, are presented to merchants, sought after by buyers, or consigned to cages of torment, while others are cast into the depths of the circus, where their suffering becomes a spectacle for the masses.