Elegy for the Damned vanished into the shadows of the night, easily penetrating the walls of the city through massive cracks in the wall.  The ghosts had only made limited repairs to the massive structures, and filled in the holes with lines of salt caked into trenches, holding at bay other denizens of the underworld, but easily entered by the living.  Even the technically living, like Elegy for the Damned.  (all of your stealth checks succeed by the automatic success rules)<br/><br/>The gates of the city led into a dark mirror of the foreign corner of the city, packed with the ghosts from all over the underworld, milling together in groups as they passed between ethnic ghettos.  Most of the ghosts seemed to come from other scavenger kingdoms, though there were a number of people in northern dress, and pale, washed out ghosts wearing what must have been shogunate era fashions.  The architecture passed through a schizophrenic procession of cultures of Creation, surely dropping into the Labyrinth somewhere in the maze of alleys.  The buildings were built with prayer and negative memories instead of brick and stone, and so they lurched and spewed through the town in a horrific jumble that at time defied the laws of physics.<br/><br/>At the edge of the district, a fully intact wall contained a gate to the Savant Quarter, where the Lookshy dead worked through their restless afterlives.  Beyond that section of the city was the War Quarter, where Deleheshen's military forces camped between mercenary contracts.  The War Quarter was the furthest reach of Deleheshen the group had been invited into, though the ghostly counterpart of the Lookshy Manse towered above the central district of the city, where the commanders of the Fallen Legion lived, as well as the ghostly counterparts of the central towers of Lookshy, the ancient first age edifices that the modern central redoubt of the city was built in emulation of.