Smith Tower

The oldest skyscraper in the city, the Smith Tower still stands, more intact than most of the more modern buildings that rose around it in the century of Seattle’s existence. Some old-timers say that the Smith Tower never really was an ordinary building. This strange edifice, constructed from money from the Smith-Corona typewriter fortune, rose from a city of wood and mud, constructed of strange materials following the esoteric designs of an outcast architect. It doubled as Seattle’s lighthouse, guiding ships of the Sound into Elliot Bay.

Alone of all Seattle’s buildings, it maintained its vintage style, keeping manned elevators and preserving the posh Chinese Room where gifts from the Chinese Empress were kept by the original owners of the building.

The tower remains. Shorter than most of the Spires to the north of it, dwarfed by the King’s Dome to the south, it still remains distinctive and unnerving to those of sensitive disposition.

Perhaps that is why it has drawn the occult and the mad. The Yellow Brotherhood resides in the tower. Unlike most tribes of the city they take no particular effort to barricade or defend themselves. They are not known to have much in the way of firearms or other defensive weapons. But those raiders who invade the Smith tower rarely emerge again, and those who do are no longer sane. The tower is avoided by scavengers and traders. Even the Esoterics give it a wide berth.

Smith Tower

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