Lordsholm

Lordsholm is an old and decaying city built more from necessity than any grand design. Sprawled across several miles of coastline, its streets are narrow and winding, shadowed by sagging buildings and crumbling towers. Its roads are for the most part cobbled but are in many places (such as the poorer sections) dirt, with open sewer channels running down their centre. It is a drab and dirty place of browns and greys, filled with the press of humanity and the stench of rot.

Lordsholm is crisscrossed with hundreds of murky canals, which divide the districts and turn whole city blocks into islands. Once a thriving part of the city’s infrastructure, they have now become corpse choked barriers over which rebels and loyalists trade shots or hurl grenades. The majority of the city’s bridges have been destroyed. The canals have also been used by the rebels to seal the city in from the outlying provinces by burning every bridge to the mainland.

Portica District
Magistria District
Calistria District
Fabrica District

Lordsholm

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