When or where
Could you compare
High life
To the life you find here?
Not since Nineveh, not since Tyre,
Not since Babylon turned to mire
For a sin of a kind we never mind here!
Where or when ever again
Low life
Like the life well known here?

Not since Jericho started slidin'
From the din of a horn that's never blown here!
Our palaces are gaudier,
Our alley ways are bawdier,
Our princes more autocratic here,
Our beggars more distinctly aromatic here!
Where could you
Ever pursue
Your life
With the zeal we feel here?
--Wright and Forrest, Not Since Nineveh

Yianeveh is a seed planted for an rpg concept.

There are dreams. There are cities. There is only one city washed by the tides of surreality. Yianeveh.

Not all legends fit within the orderly minds of mortals.
Gray is certainly a funny color.

Some say that Yianeveh is a place where legends go to die. Tellers of tales swear this last is nonesense and worse. Mortals walk Yianeveh in dreams. Wise men know that visiting the city in the flesh can be a one way trip.

The Mighty are promised Paradise. The Wicked are threatened with the Pit. But when Gods, Demons, Immortals, Aspects, or the NeverLiving need to better or borrow on their destiny, they seek the one untouchable, the three forgotten and the five guarded steps to Yianeveh. It is there that fates can be bent and/or straightened into weird futures.

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