WlfSamurai
Maelstrom Engineer
Brasla, Lucrete
Morning
The Lucretian capital, Brasla.
Glistening palaces reach for the sky on the North side of the city. A sign of the Dragon and High Castes. They live in luxury. And their problems stretch beyond their doorstep. Each community and estate sports gates and guards. The North is home to quiet breezes and still streets. The ruling merchants and military leaders live here. Most of them are Dragon-Blooded.
The South side cradles a nest of filth and pollution. Beggars lay in the walkways. Vagrants crowd the alleys to sleep in muck. Rabble fills the brothels and taverns to capacity each night. At some point, the overflow spills into the streets carousing. Law in the South is a punchline.
Residences crowd the West side's winding streets. Not clean, but not dirty, the West side houses the middling Castes. This is the general public. Most spend their lives here. Each person--or family or families--counts themselves lucky to have a single-room apartment. Space is a premium. And privacy is non-existent. But an honest person can eek out a living here. And most do providing various goods or services. There are worse places in Creation. The South side, for instance.
And between? Midtown. Markets fill the days in Midtown with din. Merchants hawk their wares from all over Creation. They bring salts and spices and weapons and woodcraft and sleight of hand.
Now, you are in this city. You are allies who traveled here together. You know each other and are working together, at least to start. But you don't have to be physically together in the city. Maybe you are. Mabye you aren't.
Tell me, where are you this morning? Describe the room you wake up
( JayTee , Blackadder , Sherwood , Red Shadow Claws , xarvh , Esbilon , Teh Frixz )
Morning
The Lucretian capital, Brasla.
Glistening palaces reach for the sky on the North side of the city. A sign of the Dragon and High Castes. They live in luxury. And their problems stretch beyond their doorstep. Each community and estate sports gates and guards. The North is home to quiet breezes and still streets. The ruling merchants and military leaders live here. Most of them are Dragon-Blooded.
The South side cradles a nest of filth and pollution. Beggars lay in the walkways. Vagrants crowd the alleys to sleep in muck. Rabble fills the brothels and taverns to capacity each night. At some point, the overflow spills into the streets carousing. Law in the South is a punchline.
Residences crowd the West side's winding streets. Not clean, but not dirty, the West side houses the middling Castes. This is the general public. Most spend their lives here. Each person--or family or families--counts themselves lucky to have a single-room apartment. Space is a premium. And privacy is non-existent. But an honest person can eek out a living here. And most do providing various goods or services. There are worse places in Creation. The South side, for instance.
And between? Midtown. Markets fill the days in Midtown with din. Merchants hawk their wares from all over Creation. They bring salts and spices and weapons and woodcraft and sleight of hand.
Now, you are in this city. You are allies who traveled here together. You know each other and are working together, at least to start. But you don't have to be physically together in the city. Maybe you are. Mabye you aren't.
Tell me, where are you this morning? Describe the room you wake up
( JayTee , Blackadder , Sherwood , Red Shadow Claws , xarvh , Esbilon , Teh Frixz )
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