Description
A backwater colony where the unruly prosper and the destitute perish. A thick veil of blue mist hangs low over the creeping city sprawl that stretches from the lawless Strip all the way to the famed imperial gardens – home to the many crooked factions that make up the Royal Elite. The denizens of the strip say that the mist itself is the result of raw corruption seeping from cracks in the pavements, infecting the thieves, hustlers, mercenaries and assorted scum that gather here from all over the known universe. Here, under neon skies, the last remnants of the human race – pursued across the galaxy by a relentless foe – must take refuge.
