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Montre, City of Learning
The Montre Prefecture of the Vekllei city-state is among the most learned urban landscapes in the world. In the days of the monarchy, it had been an unremarkable city, home to the empireās submarine fleet. It was obliterated by bombs in the war, and the “new Montre” that has blossomed in its place is nourished by its ashes.
Among the most prolific creatures in Veklleiās academic elite, including prestigious folk like physicist Thomas Weihennet and Chief Engineer of General Reactor Maya Ou, almost all of them were educated in Montre. It is home to Vekllei National University, and also to the more bohemian Montre School of Economics.
It isnāt the ivy or sandstone that makes Montre remarkable, however. Montreās status at the forefront of learning is found amidst the dozens of small unorthodox, nonconformist, radical and avant-garde schools that have proliferated in Petticoat Society. Any chump can wiggle his way into Vekllei National University ā but only twelve students a year can study under renowned architect Urian Reddennen, who teaches āSick Newdaā architectural ideology to talented young architects as young as fourteen.
Tzipora herself has a brief encounter with the uoismendainda, or āunderground schoolsā. While working anonymously as central mailer of Kid Comix, an underground APA (amateur press association, a sort of decentralised magazine created and possessed only by contributors), she made contact with Sgt. Salt, AKA cartoonist Darren Heidoismen. It was only years later that he discovered that editor āSquickā was Tzipora Desmoisnes ā none other than Veklleiās first Gregori Baby. After meeting her in Montre-Lola, her quiet provincial lifestyle in stark contrast with his fame as a comics author, she agreed to work for him at his studio in Montre, mostly as a colourist for serialised strips.
Her apprenticeship only lasted six months, and she wouldnāt return to comics after her stint in the biz, but she kept in close contact with both Heidoismen and her own roots in the underground comix scene.
It is in these schools, taught by auteurs against curriculums of fancy, that much of Veklleiās cultural fabric is woven today. It is not particularly sentimental ā in fact, it is ruthlessly modern, facing deindustrialisation as the liberation of artist and worker alike. Uoismendainda are the spirit of Veklleiās postwar resurgence, and their concentration in Montre makes the prefecture a clear choice for youth looking for answers in the world.