Mezro, the holy city of the Tabaxi, stands as a place deeply tied to their god, Bast, and their cultural identity. Built along the banks of the Locantis River, Mezro was circular in design, its four quarters radiating outwards from the magnificent Temple of Bast that stood at its heart. Though now in ruins, tales of its majesty and whispers of a deeper secret keep the memory of Mezro alive, particularly among the tabaxi priests in Seregon who claim that the ruins conceal an artifice—a façade, waiting for the right time to reveal its truth.
Each quarter of the city had its own unique function. The Agricultural Quarter in the southeast was a place of vibrant, magically enhanced farmland, where bananas, berries, yams, and medicinal plants grew in abundance, tended by the city's inhabitants alongside small dinosaurs that roamed the fields. To the southwest, the Residential Quarter was a labyrinth of simple adobe houses, their sandy paths lined with rushes, home to the majority of the Mezroan populace. The northwest held the bustling Market Quarter, where artisans, smiths, and traders gathered, and where the famous Amphitheater of Mezro, built by Bast herself, was the heart of cultural life. Lastly, the northeast housed the Scholars' Quarter, where knowledge flourished in the Library of Mezro and the College of Wizards, a hub of education and magical learning.
Though the city is now seemingly abandoned and decayed, its true nature is hidden, and the tabaxi of Seregon speak in cryptic tones about the staged nature of its destruction. Whether Mezro's secret is one of time, magic, or something more, the truth still sleeps beneath its once-glorious streets.
The Kerkhof Route connects Seregon to Mezro via train.