II.2
KORYSUNE — Korysune, a tranquil town cradled between the imposing Great Sectarian Mountains and the endless blue ocean, was once the kind of place where people lived their lives in blissful simplicity. They supped warm tea, snuggled under thick blankets, and told stories by the fireplace, blissfully unaware of the horrors
II.1
YACZAYA — Ah yes, Yaczaya—a city so impossibly flat that, that one P-Bear would get his crotch wet. A marvel of modern urban planning. This masterpiece was conceived by a team of planners who drafted so many blueprints that the clearing where Yaczaya should stand now resembles a crime scene
I.15
There we were, on the day the Great Lord grog clawed his way into existence, in the snow-smothered dystopia of Lasaji, on the fateful Day of Noteworthy's Speech – an event so critical, pigeons paused mid-air in reverence. The snow fell like sand in an ancient, broken hourglass – futile,
i.14
Ah, Zilatran government meetings. Those dazzling spectacles of chaos where everything from internal politics to the existential crisis of a 101% bread tax raise is dissected daily. A circus of power plays, paperwork, and pettiness, all under the banner of democracy, or at least, its drunken cousin. In the shadows
I.5
In what can only be described as a bold new approach to journalism, Commissioner of Informations, Notworthy, has reportedly hired Sentaran mercenaries to liven up the streets of Lasaji. Tired of dull news cycles and an even duller budget, Notworthy decided that if the stories wouldn't come to