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March 17, 2006, 11:42 am

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If it was not for the city’s stance on tradition (and prohibitively heavy taxes on the buying or selling of property outside one’s family) these homes would of been abandoned or been a slum. However the founding trading families built homes here decades ago and have adapted in a fine fashion since then.

Merhood is a river side neighborhood, just behind the docks. It is one of the city’s original neighborhoods, so all the buildings have a patina of age and signs of rebuilding.

It seems like every street is slightly uphill. The streets are cobblestone and morter, with a mix of heavy moss that has only been partially scrubbed off by dilligent homeowners. The streets are not overly narrow, just a bit dark. All the buildings are heavily plastered multistory affairs. Some of the lower levels have cobblestones and morter waist height.  Almost all the doorways are several feet up from ground with broad stairs introducing them. Ground level windows do not open.  The neighborhood has many balconies, some of which lead into elaborate foyers. Neighboring houses often have arched walkways between then on the second or third level. Many of the large homes have large patios on their roofs.

The oddness of the neighborhood is the result of the river’s water level raising and lowering over the years.  The ebb and flow takes about seven years, from slight puddles at the floating docks to the submersion of the first floors in the neighborhood.  During wet times, sleek and small canoes ply the “streets”, with the occasional water carriage or full sized boat being found. During the dry times, carters pull carriages along the narrow streets for the dainty or rich.

If it was not for the city’s stance on tradition (and prohibitively heavy taxes on the buying or selling of property outside one’s family) these homes would of been abandoned or been a slum. However the founding trading families built homes here decades ago and have adapted in a fine fashion since then.

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Voted Scrasamax
November 26, 2005, 17:46
Mixes pragmaticism with blind beauracracy, creating an ultimately believable setting that is simply more than a riverside area yet still within the bounds of being usable. Curses on the local nobles for never being able to get around to building any sort of dam to fix that pesky water problem.
Voted KendraHeart
December 1, 2005, 1:30
You really like flooding neighborhoods and cities. I think you have a bit too much Venice on the brain. However, this one makes perfect sense.
Voted axlerowes
April 13, 2009, 18:55
very nice, you have a Lovecraftian take on locations, but with shorter sentences
October 14, 2010, 8:29

I won't change my vote but this seems to have lost something since my last reading of it. 

Voted Cheka Man
October 14, 2010, 11:59

A nice little place.

Voted Michael Jotne Slayer
October 14, 2010, 19:30

Useable and well written.

Voted Ramhir
October 14, 2010, 22:52

I like this neighborhood a lot. Seems more like a lakeside rather than a riverside locale, what with the rising and lowering water level. I think that one or more of my lakeside towns will acquire a neighborhood like this one. Thanks. 4/5

Voted valadaar
May 17, 2013, 6:09
A good believable image. Concise but well described.

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