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[hider=The free (but walled) city of Seattle]
One of the last bastion of safety and commerce in the form United States, and headquarters to several megacorporations. Life here is good and easy, if you were rich, that was. In the heart of the city, high-tech apartment blocks dominate the skyline and bright lights twinkle like midday stars. Bars and restaurants sell genuine and organic food, not the vat-grown stuff or the soy substitute. Pretty young things roam the streets, driving their fast cars and living even faster lives.

But on the outer edges of the city, life is another shade. Without much space, people built upward. Rows upon rows of shabby grey, dreary apartment blocks perch atop each other, something akin to a man-made beehive, though with far less symmetry. Lives are cheap on this side of the city, unlike the rent. Crimes rate is sky high, but everyone still wants to live here. It’s either in here, or on the other side of the walls, where beasts of the First War hunt. [/hider]

[hider=Siberia and the Valley of the Fallen Sun]
The region has frozen over in recent years, human activities are far and few in between, restricted to some far-off settlements and several military camps. There has always been rumors of cults and cruelty here. Pockets of dragon thralls were found now and again, but they too seem to give this place a wide berth. Some years ago, during the war, a dragon was killed here after all. Its body crash-landed in a little valley up in the mountains, and it was said that the carcass burned bright for nights after nights, like a small sun. [/hider]
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