Skritch

The city of Murkwater suffocates under a seemingly permanent mantle of gray mist and the faint smell of fish. Built directly over a massive river delta, it is a fractured maze of wooden platforms, decaying stone walkways, and a dizzying network of low-hanging bridges that creak underfoot. The water below is thick and brackish, choked with moss, discarded refuse, and the runoff of countless illegal operations. Beneath the wet, overlapping roofs of the surface city lies the Rat-Way sewers. This cavernous subterranean underbelly serves as the true heart of Murkwater, It is a labyrinth of brick tunnels, half-flooded drainage pipes, and hidden chambers where the sunlight never reaches. Water continuously drips from the vaulted ceilings, echoing through the dark channels. The surface city belongs to the humble fisherman and corrupt merchants, but the shadowy pathways of the bridges and the damp warmth of the sewers belong entirely to the thieves, smugglers, urchins and lowlifes who avoid the eyes of the city guard, who refuse to enter such a place.