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Affluency Row

Several blocks of lavish townhouses, this is the "nice" part of town. In the city where space is a premium, only the outrageously wealthy can afford these ornate two- and three-story apartments.

Apartments though they may be, each is individually designed and built with different tastes in mind; the cobblestone streets and lone manhole lie beneath a most majestic line of dwellings.

Sure, they could have bought a house three times as big in Gaia Towns, or a home with a view on Gambino's beaches, but there's something to be said about the prestige of a place.

• Head west to reach Durem Cathedral.
  
• Head northeast to reach Circle of Justice Headquarters.
• Head east to reach Durem Clocktower.
  
• Head southeast to reach Durem Strip.

The screech of a cat sounded out, even a blur of fur was seen darting across the street.

This was soon followed by the loud crash of metal and bags, as several trash cans were knocked over.

A minute passed, before groaning was heard, and a figure picked himself up off the ********...."

"URYAAAAA!" As he charged, metal boots clanging against the ground, he dragged his sword along, creating a wave of sparks that followed him along.

He ran full-speed towards the Strip.

It was too bad that they didn't stick around. Haste does make waste.

After Athan and the others went crashing into the sewers, the loud whine of a motor sounded off the buildings, seeming to echo blocks ahead of the source.

Soon the timber changed, just enough variation in the echos to tell it wasn't just one engine. No, it was three. Three engines, screaming down the street.

A battlecry of "COBRA!" broke through the air, as one hulking figure took out a baseball bat. He nudged his vehicle, a rather large, soupped up looking go cart, over towards a mailbox. As he was flying past it at about 40 miles per house, he took a swing with the bat, knocking that mail box clear off its post, and down the sidewalk several yards.

He slammed ont he breaks, sending his cart skidding loudly as he turned right, parking his vehicle pointing towards the sidewalk.

"Two points," came another voice. A smaller kid, though still seemed like he had seen more than a few scrapes. He was driving slightly slower as he pulled in next to the bigger wall of meat, "Really knocked the s**t outta that one Snog."

And finally, a third one pulled up. The smallest kid, slight of build. He seemed always to be flinching as he pulled up next to the other two, "Yeah Snog, real cool, yeah." Even his voice was weak, all high pitched and nasally.

Owle (and presumably Rage carrying a golden toilet) arrived in Affluency Row, and began looking around for their missing teammate.

Where in the world had Vahn gotten too?

So it seemed like Vahn had headed off toward the Circle of Justice Headquarters...despite the fact that there were plenty of people capable of dealing with go-karts already there.

Owle would sigh and follow in his trail.

And back Vahn would come, zooming all over the street, bumping into the curb, running over squirrels and generally doing Fast and Furious s**t on this lil' engine.

He apparently also tossed a fireball shaped turtle shell behind him for some reason.

And straight away he'd go, not really caring what direction he was head in, or what the hell he had to do.

It was like.. the most biggest...unguided....whatever he'd ever been in.

He'd found himself literally attached to a marble, of all things, and simply rold to go out and defeat evil.


He was pretty sure Gambino's bodyguards weren't evil. Assholes maybe, but not evil.

So the question remained... where could he go to find...evil?

The spires of the Cathedral were looming up ahead of him, even as he smiled.

OF course.

The root of all evil.