Great Moxford

Great Moxford is regarded as a rare jewel within Moria, a shimmering enclave of luxury in a world otherwise defined by strife and survival. To its wealthy patrons, it is a sanctuary of palaces, mansions, and sprawling resorts where comfort and indulgence reign. Towers of carved red stone overlook winding canyons, their walls carved into opulent dwellings that overflow with silks, rare wines, and artistry from across the land. Hot springs bubble in black marble courtyards, their waters carefully cultivated for relaxation, while pristine dormitories and glittering banquet halls offer a level of hospitality unseen anywhere else in Moria. Even the very lifeblood of industry—rivers and lakes of raw, unfiltered Aetherdiesel—are woven into Moxford’s splendor, channeled through ornate cascades and fountains that turn the volatile substance into a spectacle of wealth and control.
  Yet beyond the gilded veneer lies resentment and risk. To many of Moria’s nations, Great Moxford is a symbol of greed and detachment, a playground for the rich where luxury is built on resources others struggle to survive upon. Its canyons are constantly assailed by bandits and raiders seeking to break the façade of security, forcing the land to rely on well-paid, disciplined warriors who guard its opulent gates and gleaming towers. Though life within Moxford is comfort itself, it is comfort ringed with steel—a reminder that its lavish serenity endures only through constant vigilance. For the elite who retreat here, the palaces of Great Moxford are a temporary escape from hardship, but beyond its guarded borders, the world’s struggles cannot be ignored forever.