Werks within Werks.
The Dukes Gentle Rascal
The Duke’s Gentle Rascal is a large and slow steam ship, but remains stationary just off from the docks of the so that few of the citizens pay it much mind. The ship never moves, and serves as a watery escape from the streets of the city. Despite the name, it has nothing to do with any Duke, and is a place for gambling, for drinking, for testing the mind-altering limits of pharmaceuticals, for carousing, and for generally releasing all that pent up frustration from the hustle of the ciy.
Ironically, it was originally built for the lower classes, but so many gentlemen and ladies from “Park Corvis” have frequented the place disguised as lower class citizenry, that the prices have gone up, and even the middle classes can no longer even afford the door dues. Here the upper middle classes, upper classes, and even occasional nobility arrive in rented personal dirigibles or airship sloops, without their servants or bodyguards, wearing their interpretation of lower classes attire, albeit without all the dirt and stench. Everyone inside, staff and patrons alike, must wear a mask at all times to conceal their identities, under punishment of permanent banishment from the airship, and all visitors bring with them fictitious personae to go with their outfits. Pretending to be paupers, prostitutes, beggars, thieves, street merchants and factory workers, within the isolated walls of the Rascal the most proper personages explore their dark sides, reveal their deepest secrets, and break every taboo they would never even speak of in their lives in the city. It is a place for revolutionaries to shout freely, and for spies and agents to blend in with the crowd.
Only the owner, Lucius Crofton, walks unmasked among the others, flaunting his true identity and never asking any questions. He even insists that people applying for employment arrive in a mask and false identity, so that he literally knows no one on board by their true names. There are rumors that several members of the working staff are aristocrats striving to experience how the working class lives.