Sewer System

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This dark damp sewer is home to the cities rodent population, and those who wish to travel unseen. There are many collapsed sections and the unwary are easily lost. The occasional bloated corpse has been found half devoured by rats and many unwanted items are dumped here.

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: Sick, twisted, wrong - those are words that spring to mind when one sees this pathetic creature tied & hanging lifeless from the pipes. He was probably 19 or 20 years old. If he could stand flat footed, he would be 5' 8" tall & from the looks of him couldn’t weigh more than 130 pounds. He looks literally starved, the thin body looking as if his skin & flesh were stretched too thin over a clearly visible bone structure. His hair is mostly golden blonde, shoulder length, with a few streaks of blue dyed into it. The skin is pale, waxy and sickly; the unhealthy shade of skim milk. The eyes have been stapled shut with eight golden staples apiece, & the eye sockets have been painted black, a few streaks of the makeup trailing down his cheeks like tears of oil. Blue lipstick has been applied, & the lips have been sewn shut with thick cords. A silver plated pronged choke chain hangs from around his neck to the pipe, while a wide bruising around the neck is testament to other strangulation attempts. Bruises & strips of missing skin exposing flesh seem to indicate were a harness may have become imbedded into the individual, while the ragged edges of the wounds seem to show the removal was not done carefully. Longish blue fingernails seem to match the discoloring of bruises & old chaffing wounds from bindings that were on his arms & legs, with whip-scars clearly visible. His face and other parts look shredded, like someone ripped jewelry out of the flesh without a care; ears mangled with at least eighteen gashes each, another three per eyebrow, both nipples, left nostril, five in the lips with one of being from the flesh below and navel. His shoulders & back are covered in thick whip scars, bruising & claw marks. On the lower left side of his chest, there is a small tattoo: an odd-looking ankh done in purple & black ink.

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The Necropolis Institute for the Mentally Unstable (0)
There it looms... perched upon one of the highest points in the city. Although located just on the outskirts, the whole of Necropolis is visible. The building and it's grounds, which include the bottom of the hill to it's peak, are surrounded by a 2' thick wall of pure marble. Large iron spikes protrude from the apex of the wall... some say to keep those poor unfortunates in, while others say to keep the "normal" people out.
Burned Out Apartments (0)
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The Immaculate Heart Cathedral (0)
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The Streets of Necropolis (0)
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The Necropolis Arms Hotel (0)
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