Beneath the Broken Tavern yawn seven strata of living dark. Choose your champion, carve through the broods of the Void, and face the Herald at the bottom — or be unmade trying. Death is permanent. Glory is ledgered.
The Keeper adds: “Mind the mimics. And the charger. And the brewer. Honestly? Mind everything.”
WASD/←↑↓→ move Space attack E ability P pause M sound
On touch: left thumb to move, ⚔ to strike, ✦ for your class ability.
The Tavern Provides
Stratum cleared
Between the strata the Tavern keeps a quiet room. Take one boon freely — and spend your ember-gold with the keeper, if you have it.
— Choose a Boon —
— Keeper's Wares · 0◈ —
Ascension
The dark recoils — choose your growth
Respite
The Tavern holds its breath
You Perished
The dark keeps what it kills
Etch your sigil into the Survivor Ledger
The Survivor Ledger
Rank
Sigil
Class
Stratum
Score
The Herald Falls
The Tavern sings your name — or does the dark call louder?
Seven strata cleansed. The Void Herald is unmade, and the ledger is already composing your ballad. But below the seventh stratum the dark keeps going — deeper, meaner, and, the Keeper swears, “better stocked.”