Deep in a tropical forest a city lays. Three walls, tall ivory and marble. The city once the height of artestry, innovation and splendor. But the vines run over the walls, and no one has heard a sound coming from the closed gates for the last 300 years.

Few of the city survive, once a bustling metropolis now a collection of seperated groups fighting to keep alive in this hellhole of their own making. Altough only a small percentage has survived there are still too many. A sea of backstabbers, grabbing for any scrap of happiness.

I have it complete with maps, pictures, detailed descriptions, history,factions. But the denizens of zyrokhil are up to despoil a maiden on their best day, its never their best day...

Are you ravished in the slums by the gangs that occupied its streets? Sold piece by piecein the flowery palace of tavern olledrob under the watchfull eye of its madam? Is your menstral blood used in the dark rituals of the blood cults cloistered in their temple? Is your mind broken by the tree spirits their wicked roots puppeteering your supple body. Are you entertaining the dragonborn townguard, selling your soul for forbidden knowledge in the crypts, serving elven nobles?

If you want to be taken by ritual deathcults, enslaved by a bureacratic order, passed around in medieval slums, had by driads or probed by clockwork automata i have the world for you.

For rules we can use 5e or simple rolls. I prefer discord.