Rusthaven

Nestled amidst the vast expanse of the landfill outside New Bruxia's gleaming walls lies a hidden world known as the Scrapyard Haven. Here, a makeshift favela emerges from the remnants of discarded Wind Skiffs, Clockwork Machines and Wind Cruisers, a patchwork of ramshackle structures where the spirit of survival intertwines with the pulse of rebellion.
The structures that make up the Scrapyard Haven are a testament to resourcefulness. Worn-out metal panels, tattered sails, and battered hulls are repurposed into homes, forming a chaotic jigsaw of living spaces. Walkways and staircases made from old rigging and debris crisscross the neighborhood, connecting rooftops and creating an intricate network of pathways. Smoke often curls into the air from makeshift chimneys, infusing the place with a mix of exotic aromas and the ever-present scent of burning scrap.
The residents of the Scrapyard Haven are a blend of Outskirts grit and New Bruxia rebellion. Their fashion merges leather, metal studs, and frayed fabrics with the scavenged remains of technology, creating a punk aesthetic that mirrors the neighborhood itself. Colorful tattoos, piercings, and vibrant hair dyes are commonplace, as are makeshift accessories crafted from bits of discarded machinery.
The people of the Scrapyard Haven have forged a unique subculture that celebrates camaraderie, resilience, and a fierce sense of independence. They've adapted to their harsh surroundings, creating their own slang, art, and music that resonate with a fusion of punk and metal influences. The central gathering spot is the Thunderclad Square, named after an ancient Wind Skiff hull that acts as an impromptu stage for local bands and performers.
Closed off to outsiders, the inhabitants of the Scrapyard Haven are wary of strangers due to a history of exploitation and betrayal. Trust is earned through shared experiences and a willingness to contribute to the community's survival. Despite this skepticism, there's an unbreakable bond between neighbors, a sense of unity forged in the fires of adversity.
The economy of the Scrapyard Haven is equally unconventional. Salvaged technology, scavenged goods, and illicit substances form the lifeblood of this makeshift society. Shady deals, bartering, and the exchange of unique contraband items fuel a thriving black market, where valuable Wind Skiff components are as coveted as the rarest artifacts.