An rp community built around a series of of seedy venues that constantly move around eorzea. openings cycle between two different venues, an ul'dahn backalley scrap bar & a tavern in the black shroud.

Tucked away in the back alleys of ul'dah, what was once a forgotten, rat-infested warehouse beneath the pearl lane has since been welded into something more lucrative—the scrap pit. a seedy spot for those who prefer their drinks strong and their business out of sight. if you've found your way down here, it's because you need something the city above won't give you.

slide up to the bar for the cheapest drink in ul'dah. probably. it ain't fancy, but the liquor flows and the bartenders know when to keep their mouths shut and when to engage in conversation instead. whether you're brokering a deal, simply wanting to be out of the sight of brass blades above, or just waiting for the blood to dry after a rough brawl, grab a stool and some awful beer in your system.

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central in the room is the pit; a sunken ring of rust and sweat where disputes are battled out the old-fashioned way. No rules, no honor, just knuckles and whatever else you can sneak in your pockets. sit by and watch the show or step into the ring yourself if you've got a debt to pay or a point to prove. just remember that the crowd came for a show, so don't bore them, will ya?

behind the constant buzzing noise of pipes and the booze front of it all, there's a small workshop tucked in the back. need a gun that can't be traced? a lock picked? an odd machine broken down and figured out or modified? if it clicks, the resident machinist can probably fix it, strip it for parts, modify it, whatever you need.. for better or for worse. services are discreet, payment is upfront, and if the brass blades ask? You were never here.