Moussillon's name is still a byword for degeneration throughout Bretonnia, and is virtually never mentioned at the Oisillon Palace. Most people would rather forget about the place altogether. Very little is actually known for sure about what happens there, other than what is spread by disquieting rumours.

    Some measure of the disorder and decay within the city can be gathered from the fact that its governor, Eustache de Poissy, Chatelain de Sancerre, has never even visited it; he dwells at the Oisillon Palace, having the small revenue the post brings sent to him and occasionally corresponding with Armand Charnaud, a priest of Verena known as 'Pretre Armand' (known and respected for his fiery sermons and indomitable faith) who performs the actual duties of governor within the city. Lack of money is his greatest difficulty.

    Moussillon is situated in the marshy valley of the River Grismarie, some 15 leagues away from the sea. Disasters have marred the cities' history since 2438 IC, before which it was a pleasant, wealthy trading port known as 'the jewel of the western coast'. Earthquakes, floods and subsequent outbreaks of pox have struck the city, leaving much of the old centre a desolate ruin. Perpetual damp and frequent thick fogs are a lingering sign of these afflictions. There have been no successful attempts to rebuild the whole city so far, despite noble and even royal patronage in the past, and only the official buildings have been properly refurbished for the governor's use. Even wealthy houses have only been restored to a semblance of their former grandeur, and several areas have not yet been cleared of rubble. Many of the lower classes have moved to shanty towns outside the old city walls. Life there is hard and dirty; what the people gain from leaving the walls they lose to even higher levels of crime and overcrowding. Religious life is surprisingly active in Moussillon, with small shrines and temples proliferating across the city; not all are dedicated to the commonly accepted deities, however, and there are many Chaos worshippers at large. While the governor is actively trying to increase his authority, there are still terrible problems from criminals of all sorts, and especially from mutants, who abound in the downhearted and diseased city. Misery and illness are near-constant companions for the citizens of Moussillon, so much so that comparatively few people feel motivated to try and restore the city to what it once was.

Successive governors (the last Duc de Moussillon, Jean-Luc Maldred died of the pox in 2450 IC) have combined the functions of city watch and garrison into a single large body referred to in the city as 'L'Armee de Fer' (the Iron Army, after the armour the troops wear); there have been no official inspections of Moussillon for several decades now, so Pretre Armand and his men can do pretty much what they like. Although the Armee de Fer is brutal and trying hard to expand, as yet it is far too small to bring real order to the city.

     Trade in the city is at a low ebb; most citizens have difficulty getting enough food and drink to survive, for the surrounding towns are extremely reluctant to do business with Moussillon for fear of the pox. A few ships and barges still come into Moussillon, as do some more adventurous land-bound merchants; most of them bring much-needed foodstuffs. The ruins within the old city are scavenged for items with which to buy food, and many merchants have been pleasantly surprised at the payments they have been offered. A few of the vineyards that once made the city's fortune survive and are cultivated.