Brøndhavn-Llyn

"When I was made, the good lord filled my veins up  with silt from the river; that's how my blood runs cold." - Kenickie, How I Was Made Once two communities, Brøndhavn and Llyn slumped together somewhere in the past to create the metropolis that is Brøndhavn-Llyn. Stiffed by it's thick walls the city built up rather than out, piling it's ever-increasing population into tall, narrow tenements. Taking on the appearance of a particularly unpleasant fungus as it squats around it's ancient harbor on the more stable islands in the mouth of the Yeorning River.

Upstream is sodden floodplain and dense pine forest, out beyond the isle-pocked bay is the oceanic expanse.

Hamlets and shanty complexes adhere to the bloated city's bulwarks like limpets, whilst inside the wavering grids of alleys are crosshatched by dark canals.

Harbor

Warehouse District

The Workhouse District

Silt Street

Swallow

Market

Pigpits

Prison

Constabulary Barracks and Courthouse

Temples and Worship-Sites (various)

The Painted Quarter

Academy Sanctum