Saltward clings to a rocky inlet where whitewashed houses stack toward a lone watchtower, markets bustle on tide-swept piers, and lamp-lit alleys hide both friendly traders and quieter deals beneath the gull-cry.
Where sea-salt and gossip cure and corrode alike.
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Harbormaster
A weathered woman with salt-streaked hair who speaks in short sentences and commands respect.
Market trader and informal smuggling ring contact
Quick-handed and quick-tongued, with a ring of keys and a smile that hides sharp teeth.
Quarry foreman
Broad-shouldered and perpetually dust-strewn with a cough from stone dust.
Shipwright and mason
Short, with strong arms and a laugh like a hammer on metal.
Tavern elder and storyteller
Stooped and wrinkled, always with an unfinished ale and a tale in motion.
General supply and export office
A cluttered shop on the quay that doubles as an export house and informal message post.
Shipwright and masonry supplies
A combined forge and workshop where timber and stone are shaped into sea-ready things.
Sailors, fishermen, smugglers, and curious travelers.
A creaky two-story tavern over the quay with a clamorous common room and a small backboarding for sailors.
Craftsmen, minor officials, and discreet merchants.
A quiet upstairs alehouse favored by artisans and councilors for private talks.
Militia
A mixed militia balancing civic duty with local fealty and few professional soldiers.
Smugglers' consortium
A loose confederation of skippers, traders, and shadow brokers who traffic in goods official channels dislike.
Craft guild
A pragmatic guild focused on quality and guild fees, often at odds with laborers over wages.
A rocky shelf of pools with rare shellfish and the site of the recent quarry collapse.
The busy market along the pier where fish, stories, and contraband change hands.
A narrow cove used by smugglers and the occasional fisherman who prefers solitude.
An old, unused signal built by ancestors that locals say still hums in certain tides.
A councilor's ledger lists illegal payments from a smuggling consortium.
An old pirate chest buried beneath the Remnant Beacon contains a map to a hidden cove.
A rune-etched masonry block can sing under certain tides and animates mortar for a single night.
Ledger in the Harbormaster's Chest
The Harbormaster privately asks for help to retrieve evidence implicating a councilor before smugglers burn it.
Rescue at the Tide Pools
After a recent collapse, voices are heard from an unstable shamble of rock where survivors and something else may be trapped.
Smuggler's Slip
A rival smuggling crew intends to take over the Hidden Slip and needs stopping before a large shipment arrives.
The Singing Stone
A rune-stone glows during the Stone Blessing and strange mortar animation hints at ancient magic that could stabilize cliffs or awaken old constructs.
Pirate Hymn
Lines in an old shanty point to a buried chest beneath the Remnant Beacon that rival treasure-seekers also seek.
