Located deep inside ZEAL's newly forested lands, lays the last remains of the technological empire which once flourished in ZEAL. While most of ZEAL. is full of nature and small lovely towns now, Galengreg remains as a giant statue to the former glory. Rusted bars and technological waste still spew from this fortress, but thankfully it's kept under control by local Elven tribes, who use magic to keep Galengreg's waste from polluting ZEAL.
Galengreg, although it seems abandoned is still alive and kicking. Elvaan and Humans alike inhabit the city, weak minded and sickly from the toxins spewed by the factories. These people still continue their days as if nothing has changed outside these walls, although it has been.
Dusty and lacking are the two words that best describe the city. It has no water source as the irrigation pipes were destroyed long ago, and most of the city is falling apart with the lack of knowledge of how to repair it. Large buildings of steel rise high into the sky, alien to the world known as Zelpha. Few enter this city, as it is considered dangerous, ruled by the last remaining robots of Zelpha, from a time long long ago, known as Mecha.
The true ruler of this city is a robot, which resides in the Mechania Palace, located in the center of this city. This robot is evil, as are all of the mechanical beings which roam this land. Many deaths occur in this city, as the tyrannical robots continue to reign, despite a lack of goods and ideas flowing into the city.
When Zelpha was wound up into the twenty year tumult which shook the world, Galengreg was finally seized by a group of human mercenaries. The robotic tyranny which gripped the city long gone. Despite this, Galengreg did not recover, nor did she prosper. Merely, the decay continued.
Yuro stood in the midst of the technological city that had spawned N.E.O. Z.E.A.L. Bunch of damn idiots if you ask me... he thought to himself. The place was dirty, so dirty in fact that the air has a dingy color and foul taste. On top of that, it was run by maniacal robots. And Iggy wonders why so many despise the advances of technology...
He began to stroll down the street looking for a place to stop in and make conversation, it wasn't every day he got a chance to come down to Zelpha and exploit the morons that inhabit Galengreg. He wore butternut trousers, stained at the cuffs from a dirty puddle he had accidently walked into; his shirt had seen better days to say the least and was collarless like the style the workers wore here. As always, he had his M54 tucked in the back of his pants.
Yuro finally found a place that satisfied him and entered. It was a saloon and he walked up to the bar and ordered a drink from the bar tending robot. He set his money down on the table and walked over to the free lunch counter to put together a sandwich. When he was satisfied with his sandwich, he returned to his stool at the bar and sat down to eat.