"Watch, then, the band of rivals as they climb up and down
There steep stone gennels in twos and threes, at times
Arm in arm, but never, thank God, in step; or engaged"
-W. H. Auden-
Crowyach is a vast and decrepit city on the content of Yeats. In fact it takes up a little over 1/3 of the land mass and has a population of roughly 42milion. It is made of sky scrapers mind blowingly high, and a deep confusing underground of sewers, subways, secret passages. Beauty and technological splendors beyond belief abound, but the vast majority of the population lives in the overcrowded, ominous, sky scrapers in the area know as the Hives. To the north east is the Hights, where the 8.9% of the population that can afford to live there spend their days in luxury. Directly across the visible economic gap, is the Midds; here those that work in service industries in the Hights live. The quality of life drains out as the large nice sky scrapers fade to brick and white cement monstrosities known as the Hives. This is the part of town where cops rarely go, between the Mob, the gangs, the drug dealers and the average psychopath, corruption rules. There are no good guys here only the bad and those trying to survive. Even the Hives eventually fade into smoking factories and giant wearhouses. As they approach the grasslands the factories and wearhouses become more and more run down or abandoned. This is worst in the South Dock area where its only inhabitance are packs of wiled dogs, squatters, a few fishers and those that would like to light the whole area into flames. It is where the poorest of the poor live and mob assassinations take place.This is the only city of Yeats. This is Crowyach. This my friends...
...is your playground.
"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times... it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us"
-Charles Dickens-
