City of Cats (5E)

In southern Nuria Natal, where the great River Nuria narrows into a gorge hundreds of miles long, the river streams around the monolithic ankles of 800-foot-tall statues of gods. Their towering forms loom over the river just before its waters course out into the open desert again, broadening and slowing at the foot of the gleaming city called Per-Bastet.
Thriving, bewildering, and roiling with frenetic life, the City of Cats has stood for unknown thousands of years at the crossroads of the Southlands. It is a city ofnine districts, nine pyramids, and nine lives. Each time the city has fallen, it has risen again to sing its praises to Bastet, the patron goddess who walks among her chosen.
Per-Bastet is the city of cats and gnolls, of perfume and temples, of abounding gold, mithral, and diamond mines, of alchemy and prophesy, of imported spice and draconic slave markets, and of sumptuous brothels and brutal fighting pits. With its mercurial patron goddess and a populace of myriad carnivorous races and predatory species, the city thrives on the energy of its own lack of harmony