Web-sealed shafts and stairwells mark the borders be­ tween Old Town and Downtown and have done so for as

long as anyone can remember. Getting between the districts requires scaling the webs hanging off of the buildings. In addition to the obvious dangers, Weaver-spiders feel for the vibrations of intruders to keep the anarchist ‘parasites’ of Old Town from disturbing the Downtowners.

Old Town is rusty, decaying, and always seems on the verge of collapse. Any light the district receives comes from burning piles of garbage or discarded and repaired lamps from up top. It’s a city-shaped junkyard of outmoded tech­ nology. Emanations shaped by fears of human obsolescence rage in the streets, fighting for their own freedom from the Spider Patrol’s juice harvests or Banes that come in from the Scar in search of new prey.

Cyber Dogs who escaped the Glass Walkers’ purge are big fish in this filthy pond. They lead a revolutionary faction of emanations and trapped shapeshifters in the ongoing struggle to survive and bring down the brutal lords of Uptown. They put their scavenging skills towards scrounging what functioning technology they can get and adapt it for their own use. This often includes physically melding it to their bodies as technofetishes, a process they can perform for visitors at a high price.

The Cyber Dogs are more than willing to help visiting shapeshifters, but the realities of their existence necessitate payment. Often this payment consists of a donation of temporary Gnosis transferred into juice. Just as often the Cyber Dogs request assistance in their battles against the Spider Patrol, especially if it puts Glass Walkers in danger.