Heart of the Town

As you left the previous street behind, you continued along the central road along its curves and bends. As you found yourself in the liminal space between the two **** streets, you found yourself in the edge of the town. The complete opposite side of the great statue of the Goddess. You could barely see the tops of Her great marble head illuminated the darkness.

On the safe side of the road were the multi-tiered houses of the town filled with it's amorous inhabitants. This might be more residential spaces as some of the inhabitants were gliding around with baskets of strange eldritch vegetables and talking with each other in unhurried, relaxed tones. Your nose picked up on the exotic smells of spices which spilled from open doorways and windows. Each smell was inviting and you had to steel yourself from stepping into random buildings for food and more.

Across from this relative safety were a line of metal lanterns, the same design as the path leading to Strexotica. These were more lax, set farther apart from each other. Their lack of defence allowed the omnipresent fog to break free from its containment and spill out along the street about the height of your waist! You swear you saw the fog wrap around the pole of a lantern before disappearing when you looked at it.

Dominating one side of the street was an open path led deeper in the Green Waste for those who brave enough. Two green skinned orc guards guard the path deeper into the Green Waste. Hanging above the path was a well made wrought side which proclaimed the "Free Use Park, 1cp/day."

If you continued on the sloping street to the west, you saw the yellow glow of the lanterns of Main Street.

If you ventured in the opposite direction, you would find your way in the red light of Whore's Row.