Western Run
It’s a pile of shit, but it’s OUR pile of shit
Western Run is the poorest side of Argen’s Bridge. Mortals there look out for each other and try to keep their side of the town safe. Their definition of safe might just be a bit different from the usual.
Westerners don’t like outsiders or strangers. They might take the travellers’ coin and house them in one of their shabby inns but any outsider is free meat. Mortals there are not above stealing from outsiders and stirring trouble for Eastern Run or the Portside. But locals are off-limits.
In Western Run, mortals take care of their disputes internally. They also keep unwanted mortals and drakkenbloods away from their district keeping the streets ‘clean’.
Because Western Run is the closest to the lake Dividier and the fish mongers’ stalls and their small, rarely seaworthy boats, the whole place is permeated by the smell of fish guts and waste of the many animals housed on western Portside. The shoreline is used for laundry and the workshops cause small fires destroying the rickety wooden houses every once in a while.
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