Welcome to "On The Line". We hope you'll enjoy your stay. However long or short it may be.
The Name of the city is Fennwell. The city is nothing speacial, no major tourist attractions or anything like that. The people are trashy, the food is barely eddible, and the back alleys are downright dangerous. Fennwell doesn't get many visitors, or long-term citizens for that matter. At least, not of the human variety. The real inhabitants of Fennwell are the wild dog packs scatered throughout the city. Whether one would call the groups "packs" is a matter all it's own. It's far more suiting to call them "Dictatorships". Each pack is rules by an Alpha, who creates rules, alliances, and wars at their own will.
So that's the city in a nutshell. And now it's time to choose. Become a stray, free from all burdens of packlife. Or join a pack, and swear loyalty to whomever happens to be Alpha of the time.
So, welcome to the city of dogs.
Whats goin' on.
Season Summer
Weather It's hot and wet in Fennwell city. It rains almost daily, and most water sources are overflowing. Wading or swimming across the river is now a deathwish, as the current will sweep you away faster then you could fight your way back to shore.
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