South End

Centuries ago, maybe even millennia, migrating people first settled in the area that is now the City. They were met by indigenous tribes, as history tells us, or, if you want the romanticised version, by monsters, spirits, and gods. Their settlement thrived and evolved, growing greater in fortune and population as time went by. Eventually, it became this City you see before you; but it all started here, in South End.
Old stone buildings and cobbled streets with wrought-iron street lamps make out this cramped district, giving it the appearance of a place out of time. Landmarks of the City’s history are everywhere you look, from pompous historical estates with neatly-trimmed gardens to well-preserved townhouses where someone famous once lived. As you venture deeper into the quarter, it becomes harder to navigate by car. Narrow alleyways lead to quaint crafts shops, boutique hotels, glorified bistros, and art galleries, then open up to small squares, decorated with antiquated but masterfully sculpted fountains. South End is no less than enchanting; ironically enough, it has the air of something foreign, far from the modern City not by distance, but by time. Everyone you’ll meet here has a gripping tale about the quarter, and you can almost breathe in the history that these stones have seen. If you are looking for something eccentric and unusual, you will find it here.
The South End is a treasure trove of antiques as well as of the arcane. From artifacts brought here long ago from faraway lands by pirates and mariners to parchments and maps recording the early days of the City and pacts of black magic, every attic or basement in this quarter is bursting with ancient knowledge to be uncovered. No wonder then that all the peculiar academics, bizarre street performers, and aspiring mystics end up here. At night, cat burglars wrestle with modern security measures to put their paws on priceless items, overlooking the ancient inscriptions they should really be worried about.