Fate Bound in Chains
The city-state of Zaun is a twisted realm of science and magic run amok. The air is choked with pollution from the countless factories and magic labs that spew waste into the sky. As polluted as the sky is in Zaun, its subterranean levels are far worse. The waste products of Zaun’s many different scientific and magical endeavors have flowed together in its sewers, mixing into a toxic and mysterious concoction. Zaun’s government if it can so be called often turns a blind eye to the magics and sciences practiced in the city usually because officials are payed off or receive some of the best products produced by the mad alchemists and mages. Zaun like any other city is not without its secrets, horrors lurk around every corner; thieves and escaped experiments, mad mages looking for new test subjects and hired swords always looking to make some money. Many will say it is worth it to live in Zaun, the lack of restrictions on magic practices and the ability to acquire nearly anything if you look hard enough is well worth the risk off getting a knife in the back.