Cities: Verdigris

Verdigris

Beautiful in its decay, Verdigris is a metropolis of corroded spires arrayed about the Font of Rust. As one might expect, everything that can be fashioned from metal in the city is, though every bit of it is rusted, oxidized, tarnished, etc. The ground-level buildings run the gamut of deep red to bright orange with rents forming the patterns one might expect from stained glass windows. The top of its gothic structures, however, carry the city’s namesake hue of blue-green. Massive gears and mammoth pistons churn just behind the walls creating a music only heavy industry can provide. Even the city’s smokestacks are designed with aesthetics in mind, matching nearby cathedral spires and the like. Here one can find the Cold Forge, a rock stadium comprised of great gears parallel to its central stage. These gears, and thus the seating affixed to them, steadily turn. Ideally, this means that no matter where one sits they will get a great view at some point. In practice, this means more than a few unlucky fans end up becoming grease to keep the machine going. Great shutes dump cooled slag and industrial debris to be ground down by the great gears as well. These prove an effective, if lazy, defense against unwanted performers when aimed correctly.

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