Yells fill the streets, filling the ear with information concerning the price of apples or the benefits of owning a "blessed" pendant. It is the district controlled by the merchants and rich men of humanity, a place to find anything you could desire...or at least anything that exists in the city.

A quiet murmur or two might catch one's ear, but only the wind's whisper is constant on a visit to the Gnarus District. Dust seems to collect on everything, even the people who reside here, their minds on their books or research. Occasionally one might hear an explosion. This is the sad result of experiments being carried on in many a second story room...

Perhaps the heart of humanity, the Domus District now acts as the cities residential area. People are crammed together, even as the towering apartment-like homes climb into the sky and lean back into the mountains themselves, but they do not complain. They could be living upon the streets or in the smallish parks as vagrants, or be housed within the Citadel, a fate some fear more than death...