From the journal of Ardebast Raconteur:
Northend, as its name suggests, lies to the north. It is a port town east of the Burroughs.
The best advice I can give to travellers heading to Northend is to turn around and go someplace else. It is not a place for the faint of heart. However, anything can be had in Northend…for a price. The Order long ago left Northend to its own devices. The Coven moved in and now rules over the town, operating more openly than anywhere else in Pelaria.
Over the years I have amassed enough friends in low places that I feel relatively safe walking the streets of Northend. Anybody not so fortunate would be well-advised to keep a paw on their coin purse. This is a lesson I learned the hard way when I once visited Northend and had my pocket picked by a young kitten named Sass. I suppose I should count myself fortunate that it had taken that long for myself to be initiated.
The police force in Northend, like just about everything else, is controlled by the Coven and serves those who can afford their rates. Those who can and do pay are well protected. A crook who runs a scam or heist on a fur who has paid his dues to the police force will most likely not witness too many more sunrises.
Northend is a place furs go to disappear…unless of course they’re trying to hide from the Coven. Very few questions are asked in Northend and those who do ask them openly are immediately viewed with suspicion. This can be somewhat of a catch 22 when you’re trying to purchase contraband or hire someone shady, but a liberal application of shinies to paw tends to solve most problems…unless somebody has paid more than you.
Carja’s Notes:
The Age of Animus is a work in progress. For example, even though the map of Pelaria was created a little over a year ago, the idea of Northend being “a wretched hive of scum and villainy” didn’t come about until two months ago when I was trying to come up with ideas to differentiate the towns in Pelaria in Kerfuffle Shuffle (a card game I’m working on). Sass wasn’t from Northend until last week when I was writing Ardebast’s journal entry on her.