[ WP ] Describe where you 're from as a fantasy setting

An excerpt from the diary of Sir Marcellus of the Holy Cross: 
 
 `` 24th Sun of the Feast month. 
 
 The sun. Thats the first thing you notice about the place. No matter the season, the sun is present. Like an all seeing eye it looms over the land, grossly incandescent, shining upon both the brown earth and blue coast alike. Though its rays dry up the earth, it has led to tenacious wildlife, and a tenacious people who settled this land at the very edge of their empire. 
 
 Being a port city, has led to the evolution of a truly unique locale. Trade and promises of a better life in the empire have brought people from all across the realm to seek their fortunes amidst the steel spires that hungrily claw at the sky. They come by boat, by airship, by caravan, all seeking opportunity. And there is no shortage of opportunities, especially in the military district where gray warships of metal, carrying the fire and wrath of dragons patiently wait for the call to arms, floating like silent sentinels. But the jewel of the empire is not simply a hive of warmongerers. It is also a hub for culture, entertainment, and food. Renowned as one of the best, if not the oldest, collection of breweries and distilleries, the ales and spirits of the city have quickly won fame around the empire as alchemical masterpieces. Additionally there are athletic competitions where the physical elite seek to test themselves against the best of the empire. There are also scholarly colleges scattered across the city, offering instruction on a wide reange of topics from economics to peacekeeping. Additionally there are numerous museums dedicated to many artistic, historical, and zoological topics. In fact, the city's menagerie of beasts stands as one of the most prominent in the empire, boasting a robust collection of exotic and sometimes extinct creatures. All of these features come together to create a unique locale.Truly a nexus of people and ideas, carried by boat and airship and caravan. 
 
 Of course, people also come by foot. Refugees clamouring for succor. Fleeing the kingdoms far to the south. The empire has a, complicated, relationship with these people. Some citizens see these refugees as the new pesants, taking up the unwanted yoke of servitude that many have desired to shed. Others see them as marauders, an unofficial invasion force, here to claim the empire's coin as their own, here to unrightfully suckle upon the teat of our kindness. What the empire will do with these people is unclear at the moment, though there has been much clamouring for the house of laws and the house of the emperor to take action. The situation however, become more and more grim with each passing day, as the city fills beyond its capacity. It is only a matter of time before something happens.''
