Coalridge

Coalridge is home to most of the machinists, industrial laborers, and factories of the city. It’s cramped, soot-choked, and loud—spewing dense clouds of black smoke, showers of sparks, and burning cinders. The old elevated train lines that once hauled coal now carry heavy equipment and raw materials to and from Gaddoc Station, though many of the ancient tracks and cars have been abandoned to squatters who’ve converted them into makeshift homes.

Scene: Soot-covered workers hacking up black bile as they trudge home from the factories. Heavy rail cargo being unloaded by crane. Street tough waifs running wild. A factory boss lashing a worker for an infraction. Squatters cooking a meal in the coal engine of an abandoned train car.

Streets: Multi-level, crowded with crates and discarded junk. Elevated rail lines. Dunvil Way, Black Rock Road, Wright Street, Crane Street, Forge Street.

Buildings: Tall and narrow brick row houses with belching chimneys, metal-clad factories and warehouses, train cars converted into dwellings.

Traits

Because the factories of Coalridge operate around the clock, there’s no ideal time for clandestine crime here, but foremen are happy to be bribed to “take a break” or look the other way.