Valt (Val tt)

At the base of the Elemental Spire of Air, the chilling winds bring a drifting snow that lays thick across the landscape, never fully abating. While most residents have grown accustomed to it, the weather is still a deterrent to those who may consider moving to the area, even though each home is larger then in most of Titan Spire, especially for the extremely low cost of rent and utilities. The bitter cold, and the paranoia of the Titan of Air, means that no amount of amenities could tempt any but the most desperate or hermit-like to live here.
While most of Valt is made up of shorter or even mostly-underground buildings with snow constantly piled around them, the centre of the area is filled with a dozen large skyscrapers that pierce the thick, snow-filled clouds. These are the few homes here that are not discounted in any way, and in fact are priced similarly to the more costly residences elsewhere. The elite that live here look down on the rest of the district, both figuratively and literally.
While the thick snow covers almost everything, some folks have managed to find strange shards of pale gold air buried beneath it, barely visible in the mounds of white. Each one can be used as a source of fuel for astral ships. Though they're rare, a few people known as "Snow Bunnies" make their living digging holes through the snow, trying to get rich quick in this new 'gold' rush.
The locals know: When the snowstorm comes, you must lock your doors, block your windows, silently hide as best you can...and pray that the cold does not seep in. 

Important Locations

Skyway Towers - The twelve towers that rise above the district, each holding multple residential homes with beautiful views of the clouds, totally isolated from the world at large. It's a perfect place to call home, with everything you need easily found within - simply take the Airvator to the correct floor for groceries, shopping, services, and more, never having to leave this privileged paradise.
The Burrow Bars - When the snowstorm comes, anyone who's out and about must immediatly seek shelter. The best solution in these cases is to duck into the nearest burrow bar, spread across the district for just this purpose. Descending the stairs, one would find a tiny underground bar, just a single counter with six to tweleve stools along it, a shelf of alcohol on the wall behind it. Once the storm reaches its peak, the doors are sealed until it passes, a quiet warm place to pass the time until it does.

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