Stilbon
Stilbon is dominated by its central port built around a tectonic bay. Cannibal crewed pirate ships still ply its waters but in far smaller numbers than its docks can hold. Just off the water's edge are warehouses which lie disused, awaiting goods that will never come. Those with any life at all have been converted to serve as some entertainment area for the Gentry who want a slum location away from their normal estates, or younger cannibals trying to escape the Springtime War draft.
Though it was once a more traditional city, Stilbon has been completely converted to serve as a transportation hub for the Empire's foreign expeditions. All buildings, save the Temple of Hermes, have been converted to provide either direct access to city's great port bay, or serve as an aerial landing pad. Ever since the First Gnosis its skies are filled at all times with dragons, ranging from cat sized spire drakes to hellkites larger than cottages. Those remaining are all under the mental domination of cannibal masters. Even those free-willed dragons with only animal intellect have fled to the mountains if able.
History
Stilbon, the perpetually cheated prince, was first of the polis to take advantage of the reshaped continent. Its king worked rapidly to establish hegemony over all Mariner elf settlements, taking advantage of the opportunities opened by its new coastal position. Stilbon ruled the waves. The city's elders were so confident, they demanded the seat of high king from the Temple of Kronus. The task was set, they had to take the crown of the dwarf king of Khazad and establish an elven colony on his shores. Filled with hubris the king of Stilbon, Mestor, agreed and set out at the head of a vast fleet.
Not even one elven foot made landfall.
The dwarves and their goblin subjects were in the beginnings of what would eventually become the Kinstrife, but no blood at yet been spilled in civil war. Thus presented with a single foe so easily focused as the arrogant Stilbon fleet, each faction relished the chance to consecrate themselves in elven blood. The Monarchists called upon ancient pacts with human immortals who each held the strength of a thousand mortal men, the Parliamentarians brought to bare a professional army beyond the strength of any levy, Derro fried elven minds with their brain machines, and the Duergar rammed through whole fleets with their black metal ships.
Beaten and minus his left arm, Mestor found his homeland already subjugated by the forces of Phaethon. Who had mastered the arts of dragon taming and spirit warriors in his absence. The first Imperial High King, Atlas, told the defeated King of Stilbon that his people would now serve as dragon caretakes, boat tenders, and nothing more. Mestor could offer no resistance, falling to his knees, dead.
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Metropolis
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