To live in the lower ring is to the live among those of the lowest social class in the city. The outer ring of Ba Sing Se is home to the low income or those who live a life outside of the acceptable social ladder of society. The neon illuminated streets here weave in and out of ill maintained buildings packed too tightly together. The air is thick with dust and grim and black clouds that hang low and spew from the factories dotting the landscape. Sitting beneath the shadow of the wall and just outside it's gates are farms that feed all of the Republic.

Here at the foot of the great city, crime is most rampant. There's a strong presence of the underground that security forces have a hard time suppressing. Population here is also of great concern as it's grown well beyond capacity. Residents have begun spilling onto land immediately beyond the wall and abandoning it's protection all together. There has been talk in the halls of the Palace to build a fourth wall around the third or perhaps begin resettling the rest of the world.

Home to the middle class and those with an affinity toward business or the greater pursuits of education and their promising careers. Here you'll find the last vestige of the human race flourishing to it's greatest potential. Men and women work to drive what little of the world they have left and make an acceptable living doing so.

The land here is dotted with better schools, clean hospitals, facilities with better paying jobs. The blue sky is interrupted at regular intervals by the black of numerous skyscrapers. Clouds are pushed to the side by airships ferrying precious cargo or perhaps paying citizens wherever they need to be. The streets are wider, open and ever traversed by a never ending stream of Satomobiles.

Crime is relatively low here... but perhaps that's because criminal activity is more controlled... refined.

The Upper Class. The land here is fertile, untouched by the nightmares left behind in the wake of a destructive war, and inhabited by the rich and powerful. Many of the homes and establishments are of exotic design and elegantly encroached by flora with enough space in between each to prevent a feeling of clutter despite the limited space of the inner ring. What few business are run here cater to those of a different caliber of life. Most men and women are blanketed by a thin veil of ignorance to the rest of the world. The remaining minority run it.

The Walls around the inner ring were moved at some point after the war with segments added as it was pushed further into the middle ring. This allowed for more space as the population in this area grew.

Formerly the Republic City spirit portal. The city and surrounding area have been reduced to little more than the plant itself and the living areas and shops to support it and it's workers. The work pays well but is unusually dangerous for what would otherwise be a simple job. There are constant and sporadic accidents that occur on site putting some people off to such a career.

The rest of the once great city has been abandoned and left to be reclaimed by the world.

These areas bore the brunt of the war and still hold all their scars. The land is saturated in Synergy radiation and will slowly kill any who enter... at least that's what the people of Ba Sing Se are told. Those who live outside the walls and live off a dead world tell of a land filled with... anger.

All former capitals of the now extinct bending nations have been turned into irradiated areas. This include the five bending temples.

Places far outside the walls of The Republic where survivors of the war have made their own living. They keep away from the city and have remained for so long that those within the walls aren't even sure there are people who live outside of it.

Current whereabouts of any settlements are unknown.