Long before Midcrest gained its modern acclaim, it sprawled as vast, untamed wilderness, first claimed by William Thornburg in 1853. Asserting himself as the city’s inaugural Mayor by 1855, he bestowed upon it the moniker “Midcrest,” an ode to its strategic perch nestled between hills, stretching from mountains to beaches.

 

Now recognized as the Principality of Midcrest or simply Midcrest City, this locale wears its dual nature like a badge—prosperous yet plagued by crime, notorious for its non-extradition policy. Here, the ruling principle often harnesses the avaricious, corrupt, and malevolent to serve its ends.

 

Divided by geography into Hightown and Lowtown, each catering to the affluent and the underworld denizens respectively, Midcrest City’s heart beats with disparity. Despite the fluidity between wealth and criminality, one's caste largely dictates their starting point, occupation, and dwelling.

 

Defined by the dominance of two castes—Opulence and Destitute—Midcrest burgeons with vice and transgression. The affluent amass greater fortunes while the less fortunate clutch onto a shared ethos: an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth—this mantra echoes through every alley and avenue.

 

Matthew Thornburg, scion of William Thornburg and current Mayor, once declared in a speech, “We’re no worse than your beloved cities. Whatever you seek, Midcrest delivers. What more could one desire?”