Wreckage Row

This is the place where the lowest of the low end up on Cybertron. Wreckage Row is the dead end of dead ends where the filth of Cybertron ply their trades in seedy bars and dark, tangled alleyways. To any decent sort of Cybertronian, this is the end of the road, where you are warned you'll end up if you're on the streets too long. To the seedier citizens this is a paradise of opportunity. Anything anyone would want could be had here - black market goods, back alley medics who perform questionable 'upgrades', name your vice it is in Wreckage Row. Even Kaon security does not go into the darker of the alleys, making it a veritable free-for-all for the scavengers and swindlers that call this place home. The buildings in this area are burnt out wreckages of a time when Kaon knew a brighter future and this was still the dingiest place there was. Steel plated lean-tos are haphazardly welded on the side of decaying buildings, giving the whole area a rough and almost chaotic appearance. The only light in this area is the buzzing of an occasional dying-out advertisement of business of some sort through the rust-scented smog that clings to the buildings and the battered inhabitants that are unfortunate enough to end up living in one of the buildings or more likely under some sheet metal in the alleyways.