Cornered away in a collapsed part of the city, a small community thrives on water. Flooded with seawater, a few city blocks long ago sunk into the ocean and now serve as a slum town with a different way of life. Broken skyscrapers and buildings jut from the water, where people make homes in the drier parts of the ruin. Shacks on stilts were built onto the sides and stretch out into the water, covered in barnacles and ornate, always growing coral. The residents have adapted to life here, moving between buildings on handcrafted boats and rafts made from salvage; fishing and selling their catch and coral crafts to make a living. There's a certain superstition regarding the community, strange and separated as it is; that the people practice forms of witchcraft and are prone to thievery. The sunken city's geography makes it difficult for Providence to police and while it is still a monitored area, the law is more lax here then it is in the rest of the city.