Little more than a diminishing coastal city state, Perched on the far northeastern edge of Zhuru’s mangrove-blighted coast, Gunrang clings to life like a half-submerged lily pad at the edge of a slow, diseased current.
Once a hopeful trading outpost straddling the fertile waterways between Izhura’s eastern forests and the outer swampfront of Varduun, the city bloomed quickly—then rotted faster. Expansion halted. Contraction began.
Today, Gunrang remains inhabited only because its upper layers still function, built into the crowns and mid-trunks of immense mangrove towers. The floor level—now referred to as “the drowned walks”—is largely abandoned, riddled with rot, sick moss, and biting insects. Locals live in tree rounds, clustered homes of 2–5 individuals per floor, connected by elevated wooden walkways painstakingly crafted by itinerant chameleon laborers.
Despite its condition, Gunrang has become a strange refuge—for those fleeing the collapsing southern towns, for travelers from the Doglands, and for mutts and mongrels too stubborn to die politely. Among the mangrove maze and whispering parrots, it is possible to carve out a quiet, dirty, oddly comfortable life.
Gunrang lies due east of Vessara and northeast of Yokoruda, acting as a tenuous coast-watcher between the greenbelt of Izhura and the disease-scoured wilderness of Varduun.
Its placement on the northern lip of the Varduun Swamps makes it one of the last populated zones before the true Hyenalands begin. While it is not formally a border outpost, Gunrang performs the function of one—if reluctantly. There are no fortifications here. Only walkways and lookout stumps.
Most travelers from Izhura avoid the Gunrang route entirely, No major clans claim dominion over Gunrang.