The Mayor seems to think it’s a nice enough place. A bastion of innovative thinking, or so he said in a recent televised speech.
Let’s not dwell on the rumours of his electoral corruption.
The pristine offices of Westlegate House and Sovereign House tower over the rest of the city centre, but as you walk the streets the gap between rich and poor is thrown into sharp relief. The art set and the aristocracy host extravagant parties in country houses and exclusive clubs while kids throw their lives away on drugs, petty gang warfare and the mob.
As for the police, they’re off the rails. In Spring 2012, the chief of the Armed Response Unit shot two suspects dead in cold blood. Other officers have been sacked under scandalous circumstances. You might want to think twice about picking up the phone.
It’s not all bad, here. The Shishigami Dojo tries to keep kids out of trouble and is gaining more and more popularity. Scientific research corporations like Renaissance Technology and the Red Castle Group are keen to employ bright-eyed university graduates for experimental projects.
Not to mention that shadowy figures are always looking for people who won’t be missed, or who won’t ask too many questions.
Norfolk is laid out, ripe for the taking. If you fancy cleaning things up, good luck to you - and be warned: those shadowy figures might not like you stepping on their turf.
But you’re here now, and you’ve got things to do.
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