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Inner Sanctum Nobility
WIP for RP with @Shiress
And with such realizations, came change.
Nouvm Arx, the gilded dream of tomorrow, arose from the grime. Workers materials, brick and iron, replaced by stainless steel, glass, and granite that only the rich seemed to have access to. One by one, buildings reached desperately upwards in stepped silhouettes, gilded embellishments on shimmering limestone facades. Their sleek geometic lines, chevrons, and starbursts something to behold as old gave way to new.
Flying blimps and hovering cars only the tip of what Nouvm Arx could produce, its skyways carving out another dimension to the city that had otherwise been unused. Technology only progressing with each hungry business man who thought to make their vision reality. But not every rich man or family were famous.
With the towering wealth and prosperity that Novum Arx enjoyed came a darker, grittier, side of the coin. The underbelly of the city was also teeming with life. The disparity between the elite and lower classes driving wedges that no Mayor or figurehead could breech. The businessmen and government officials more likely to act with their pocketbook rather than for the good of the city as a whole. With this struggle of power came factions, crime syndicate families like the Versetti or Gallagher, who promised smuggling of exclusive or heavily taxed goods, bribery, blackmail, and enforcement of promises to keep their city afloat in their own image.
But when more than one family tries to pull the strings of Novum Arx, they're likely to get tangled. An old and bitter feud that left both families with their grip as tight as ever on the city they both are devoted to, leading towards a cycle of mistrust and violence that was bound to repeat.
Chaos prevails time and time again, yet the cycle may someday find its end.
The Ledger: Black for Business, Red for Blood
The Red and Black Ledger Roleplay
Location: Novum Arx (New Citadel)
Within the hum, soot and steam arose from the citadel, alive like a clockwork beast with mazes of cobblestone streets and the tick of machines that burst billowing smoke from high brick stacks. It used to be splendid, a symphony of metallic groans and hisses as contraptions of copper powered the cities ever hungry industrial heart. From the highest airships to the lowest churn of waterwheels, Arx was a city where dreams were not only made, but realized.The Red and Black Ledger Roleplay
Location: Novum Arx (New Citadel)
And with such realizations, came change.
Nouvm Arx, the gilded dream of tomorrow, arose from the grime. Workers materials, brick and iron, replaced by stainless steel, glass, and granite that only the rich seemed to have access to. One by one, buildings reached desperately upwards in stepped silhouettes, gilded embellishments on shimmering limestone facades. Their sleek geometic lines, chevrons, and starbursts something to behold as old gave way to new.
Flying blimps and hovering cars only the tip of what Nouvm Arx could produce, its skyways carving out another dimension to the city that had otherwise been unused. Technology only progressing with each hungry business man who thought to make their vision reality. But not every rich man or family were famous.
With the towering wealth and prosperity that Novum Arx enjoyed came a darker, grittier, side of the coin. The underbelly of the city was also teeming with life. The disparity between the elite and lower classes driving wedges that no Mayor or figurehead could breech. The businessmen and government officials more likely to act with their pocketbook rather than for the good of the city as a whole. With this struggle of power came factions, crime syndicate families like the Versetti or Gallagher, who promised smuggling of exclusive or heavily taxed goods, bribery, blackmail, and enforcement of promises to keep their city afloat in their own image.
But when more than one family tries to pull the strings of Novum Arx, they're likely to get tangled. An old and bitter feud that left both families with their grip as tight as ever on the city they both are devoted to, leading towards a cycle of mistrust and violence that was bound to repeat.
Chaos prevails time and time again, yet the cycle may someday find its end.
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