Owl Knight
Don't let it ruffle your feathers, my liege.
Caraban is an immensely wealthy sprawling city at the mouth of the great river Eshen, which runs down through the nation of Arad to the white sea far to the south. Enriched by the trade which flows through the various river districts and verdant with fresh fruits and grand gardens, the heart of the city boasts riches and wonders to rival those of the known world. Of course in a city state as wealthy as Caraban, the gulf between the haves and the have-nots is troubling and vast. While the Sultan, trade masters and nobles live in wealth and comfort, the poor classes make due in meagre dwellings in the poorer districts.
The River Districts (East & West)
Running along the banks of the river as it flows through the heart of the city, the river districts are the heart of wealth and power in Caraban. To the east lie the palaces of the Sultan, his viziers and the other noblemen. Their sprawling estates blooming with rich and exotic flora and fauna and teeming with private menageries of beast from the far corners of the trade world. The west river district is the home to the master trademen, merchants, coiners and bankers. It is the center for all trade passing along the Eshen to the south of Arad.
The Market District
The market district lies to the west of the west river district. Here, men and women from all corners of Caraban come to make a living selling their wares.
The Grain District
Located to the south of the city, the grain district is the heart of food grown and prepared within Caraban. It is the wealthiest of the commoner's districts.
The Iron District
South of the Market district lies the great founderies of the iron district where the metal work of the city is done.
The Clay District
Far to the northwest, the clay district is a poor place where those who work in clay, potters, masons, and bricklayers ply their trade.
The Garden District
To the northeast, the garden district is a lush paradise on earth, a retreat for the most wealthy and powerful where thick rich gardens grow from the very walls and ingenious fountains sprinkle clear water to the sky.
The Streets of Pain
The streets of pain lie to the very west border of the city. Here the untouchable refuse of humanity, lepers, plague carriers, the crippled, blind, feeble and destitute, gather in grim communes far removed from the splendor of the river districts.
The Streets of Pleasure
To the southeast of the city, on the very edge of the east river district lies the streets of pleasure, a wild and exotic district where the most sensuous pleasures of food, drink, spirits and flesh can be bought and sold. A man of means and discretion could find any desire fulfilled here, for the right price.
The River Districts (East & West)
Running along the banks of the river as it flows through the heart of the city, the river districts are the heart of wealth and power in Caraban. To the east lie the palaces of the Sultan, his viziers and the other noblemen. Their sprawling estates blooming with rich and exotic flora and fauna and teeming with private menageries of beast from the far corners of the trade world. The west river district is the home to the master trademen, merchants, coiners and bankers. It is the center for all trade passing along the Eshen to the south of Arad.
The Market District
The market district lies to the west of the west river district. Here, men and women from all corners of Caraban come to make a living selling their wares.
The Grain District
Located to the south of the city, the grain district is the heart of food grown and prepared within Caraban. It is the wealthiest of the commoner's districts.
The Iron District
South of the Market district lies the great founderies of the iron district where the metal work of the city is done.
The Clay District
Far to the northwest, the clay district is a poor place where those who work in clay, potters, masons, and bricklayers ply their trade.
The Garden District
To the northeast, the garden district is a lush paradise on earth, a retreat for the most wealthy and powerful where thick rich gardens grow from the very walls and ingenious fountains sprinkle clear water to the sky.
The Streets of Pain
The streets of pain lie to the very west border of the city. Here the untouchable refuse of humanity, lepers, plague carriers, the crippled, blind, feeble and destitute, gather in grim communes far removed from the splendor of the river districts.
The Streets of Pleasure
To the southeast of the city, on the very edge of the east river district lies the streets of pleasure, a wild and exotic district where the most sensuous pleasures of food, drink, spirits and flesh can be bought and sold. A man of means and discretion could find any desire fulfilled here, for the right price.
