Qi

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The capital of Draolis, in the heart of the Heimfeste, seat of the amber paper. No contrast between heaven and hell, between rich and poor, could be stronger than living in Qi.

A true gathering place for whiplashing, that is Qi! Everything that the dealer's heart can dream about spills over the moon bay or the river Wyr to the shores of Qi and lands in one of the countless local markets. 'Whoever lives in Qi, wants to go high!' So says an old proverb, and it is true, because with its countless skypincers and towers, Qi resembles a porcupine that makes a headstand. The most varied levels of the individual towers are connected by platforms, or bridges. The fastest way to move between the towers is one of the countless airships that like parasites pull through the steel hair of a gigantic monster. But all of this you see only when you put your head in the neck, because you are not allowed to live high up – at least not yet. In the truest sense of the word you are living in the shadow of this great city, in one of the countless alleys that are polluted by the rubbish, filled with all the rubbish, and the lucky charms and chattering throats. Here, right down here, you start your adventure. In the truest sense of the word you are living in the shadow of this great city, in one of the countless alleys that are polluted by the rubbish, filled with all the rubbish, and the lucky charms and chattering throats. Here, right down here, you start your adventure. In the truest sense of the word you are living in the shadow of this great city, in one of the countless alleys that are polluted by the rubbish, filled with all the rubbish, and the lucky charms and chattering throats. Here, right down here, you start your adventure.

Qi

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