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On another note, I have now created a Glossary, for all the unknown words I use. If you find any more in my writing that need to be added, do tell!

Glossary

The Backwash: A particularly dingy part of the Outskirts known to be almost entirely uninhabited, save for the hundreds of hiders in comas that fill the place. Also known for being a market for selling other drugs and illegal goods. The name is a half-joke, meaning, “Where we dump the shit.”

The Beast: A variant of the Hide, though completely different in its effects. The two drugs have the same chemical and alchemical compounds, but where the Hide leaves you in a comatose state, The Beast increases muscle mass and size of the user for a period of time depending on how weak their immune system is to the drug. The drug also renders the user borderline insane, attacking anything living within sight.

The Belvacar: A prison based on a small islet next to Durwenport that’s reserved for the city’s worst criminals. Though the Belvacar is well protected and far away from the city, it is still guarded by the elite of the Shield Bearers. The origin of the name for the Belvacar is not known, but it is assumed that the name’s origin is based on the giant bell that rings out from its highest tower at midnight.

Chack: A popular board game played on a chequered five-by-five square. The game is played with four pieces, the archer, the swordsmen and the spearmen, and one silver knight. The aim of the game is to strategically place the soldiers so that the opposing knight can’t destroy any of the other pieces.

Commons: The part of the Upper City that lives close to the walls encircling it. The Commons generally are less wealthy than the Mains, and therefore more inclined to venture into the Lower City without worry. Though some families from the Lower City gain residence in the Commons, it is very seldom that they are able to move there permanently. Similarly, very few families from the Commons move to the Lower City, in worry of the crime rate there.

Crowlin: A small street bird native to Durwenport and its surrounding area. Crowlin are similar to crows in appearance, but smaller and with a coat of pale grey feathers instead. They often nest in red roof slats of buildings in the Lower City.

Decka: A form of currency used in Durwenport that is equal to ten jing. It’s the amount of money normally needed to buy a pair of shoes.

Hano/a/i: A term for a close friend in the language of the East Bassanian kingdom, also known as Kuavanta. The term is widely used by Durwenport’s inhabitants due to the large number of Kuavantal refugees that once fled to the city, and made a lasting impact.

The Hide: An infamous drug only found in Durwenport. The drug combines deadly alchemical substances into a combination that makes the user go into a coma for anywhere from an hour to the longest documented case of thirty years. The amount of time depends on how many times the user has taken it in the past, as the body grows weaker to the drug after every dose. While in a coma induced by the Hide, the user feels intense euphoria, unlike any experience in real life. The drug is administered by injecting it into the user’s bloodstream.

Jing: A form of currency used in Durwenport. A jing is the amount of money used to buy a sweet in Durwenport.

Mains: A slang word used by the Lower City to describe the wealthiest area of the Upper City. This part of the city is renowned for housing most of the officials and embassies of other cities. It also houses the four dukes of the Upper City, who govern the main laws of Durwenport. The name “Mains”, is another half-joke, as it’s “Where all the shit happens”.

Outskirts: The farthest part of the city, with both the most people and the least laws. Classified technically as past the river that separates the Lower City from the disease-ridden, lawless area of the Under City. The Outskirts surround the entire city however, and make it very hard for foreign merchants to trade with the Upper City.

Shield Bearers: The Shield Bearers are both the military and the police force for Durwenport, able to go anywhere to carry out their duties. Though they are forceful, the Shield Bearers are one of the few forces that keep the Lower City under control. They are sometimes called the SB by parts of the Lower City and Outskirts, a joke about how they’re “Bullshitters backwards”. Their coat of arms is a white rose curled around a cross.

Snatcheries: Slang for gambling houses set up across the Lower City. Named snatcheries due to their unfairness in their games, and the irresistible charm they have which make gamblers desperate to come back. As one of the most wealthy businesses in Durwenport, they are a powerful force in the city's politics.

The Pits: A series of fighting arenas scattered across the Lower City, hosting technically illegal fights every year. The Pits are classified into Minor Pits, which host small brawls every few weeks and are mainly used for less renowned pit fighters, and the Major Pits, where popular fighters duel semi-regularly. All weapons and armour are allowed, but any brutality after combat is finished is strictly prohibited. The Pits have a mortality rate of twenty percent, due to the number of unprepared fighters in their battles.

The Queens: A city ruled by two imposing sisters with strict laws on how their city is run. The two queens, Elera and Televan, fund the Lower City officials as long as they stay in partial control of Durwenport.

Quon: A form of currency used in Durwenport equal to ten decka or a hundred jing. A Quon is the amount of money normally needed to buy good housing for a month.

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(Ok, here's another one:
“I found it!” Bits yelled over the noise, pointing to a loose floorboard under one of the higher stands. “We can hide under there in the stands until they leave!” Blackeye nodded. “Follow him! I’ll get Bricker.” Immediately, the group was heading for the top stands, shoving and pushing through the crowd.
Blackeye turned back to Bricker, mumbling in his sleep and groaning from pain. Taking both his hands, he heaved him onto his back. The sudden weight of Bricker was staggering, and he had to use all his strength to walk with him on his back. Slowly, he started to stumble through the crowd of people and make his way to the upper stands as well.
The noise and screaming throughout the stands was insufferable. The people rushed past in a desperate push for freedom from the arena. Under foot, Blackeye could see countless people underneath the crowd, crawling to hide from the Shield-Bearers. It was a human stampede.
With Bricker on his back, simply walking into the crowds wasn’t an option, and crawling would probably get him killed. I’ll have to wait until people calm down, Blackeye thought. Setting Bricker down once again, he sat down on his another worn-out seat and waited for the tide of people to ebb.
“EVERYONE BACK TO THEIR SEATS, OR THIS ENTIRE BUILDING GETS LIT AFLAME.” The general shouted from the pit, a slightly mad gleam in her eyes. The noise slowly fell silent as the onlookers slowly went back to their seat. Jail was better than death.
“Guards will be coming up the stands for your name, age, gender and other specifics. If you obey and answer their questions, you may walk freely out of the arena. If you do not, we will hold you here until you do. Valuable information you may or not posses will be rewarded. If we find you a suspect, well, you know what happens then.” General Akamene said with a smirk on her face. Murmurs and whispers went up from the crowd.
Crap, I need to get out of here fast.
Really fast.
Slowly, from below the stands, where Blackeye and the others had come in, soldiers of the Shield-Bearers were marching their way up through the seats in their heavy metal armour. Soldiers were calling people out, “Name. Age. Gender. Place of origin. Thank you.” with most people ending up leaving with handcuffs holding their wrists. “Head down the stairs for further questioning. Next!” Whenever they found someone with the telltale scars of a hide victim, they were instantly sent away with two guards at their heels.
The stands were quickly being emptied, more and more soldiers coming out of the pit to take away the crowd. Blackeye saw some wealthy commoners bribe the guards to let them go free, some having entire qoun pour out of their pockets, just to get out of the terrible fate of the Belvacar. Or worse.
Thankfully, Blackeye was in the centre of his stand, and there were still a good twenty people to get through before they got to him. But at the rate they were going, he had two minutes, maybe five if he was lucky, before they took him and Bricker away, locked up in heaven knows where. Blackeye glanced to the area under the seats that Nosedive, Bits, PJ and Dustbunny had all hidden under. Thankfully, they were completely concealed.
Wait, is that . . .
Oh no, that's Bun’s foot!
Sure enough, Bunny’s cloth shoe was peaking out from behind the boards, like a torch screaming I’M OVER HERE. The Shield-bearers seemed like they hadn’t seen it yet, but they would soon once the crowd drained out. He had to warn them somehow, and then escape this terrible arena. And that was no easy task.
Suddenly, a hand grabbed his shoulder, as a face leaned in next to his ear and whispered, “Need a way out?” The face was smiling. No, grinning.
Oh, thank goodness.
Daniel.
Blackeye breathed out a sigh of relief. He turned around to see Daniel in his red coat, the widest grin stretched across his face.
“Yes.”
“Right, come with me.” Daniel said. He nodded to Bricker, groaning in half-sleep. “I’ll get your friend over there.”
Blackeye moved out of the way for Daniel, who pulled Bricker into his arms with strength unnatural for his stature. Though, the strain of the weight was shown on his face as he confidently walked through the seated crowd, his red greatcoat trailing him like a tail. The crowds' attention was momentarily drawn to Daniel, and murmurs went up from the crowd again. Unfortunately, this attracted the attention of the soldiers.
“Hey you! Get back to your seat quickly!” yelled an angry soldier, already coming up the steps. “Now!”
Just before the soldier reached them, Daniel took one hand from under Bricker and steadied the weight with his now high raised knee. He then searched his coat pocket, pulling out a small wooden tube, which he stuffed a small black pebble into.
Foof!
The pebble shot out of the tube and onto the roof, exploding in a haze of thick smoke. The stand went black.)