Rolmuth is a thriving coastal city where high masts crowd the horizon and warehouses climb the harbor edge, serving as the primary exchange point for timber, ore, and crafted luxuries from three inland cities, and as the favored staging ground for voyages south of the continent.
Rolmuth: where every tide brings profit and every night hides a bargain.
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Harbor Magistrate
A sharp-eyed magistrate who balances merchant interest with the city safety.
Fleetmaster and captain
A veteran captain with a missing eye and a love of precise charts.
Union organizer
A lithe half-elf whose voice rallies the docks and whose hands rope like a sailor.
Master Accountant and moneylender
A canny dwarf who crunches numbers and brokers risky shipments for profit.
Priestess of the Tidal Mother
A gentle priestess who reads tides and keeps maritime rites.
Fence and smuggler
A quick-witted halfling who trades in information and illicit goods.
Shipwright supply
A cramped loft where sails are mended and custom rigging is crafted for oceangoing vessels.
Exotic goods
An overhung shop of jars, spices, and trinkets acquired from southern voyages.
Finance and credit
A vaulted office offering loans, cargo bonds, and discreet ledgers for wealthy merchants.
Sailors, longshoremen, and traveling merchants who trade news and wagers.
A raucous harbor tavern with low ceilings, rope swings, and ale in earthen jugs.
Experienced captains, chartmakers, and the odd privateer seeking solitude.
A quieter, lamplit room above the Low Docks favored for confidential meetings.
Political and economic
The trade authority that sets tariffs, grants charters, and brokers foreign deals.
Labor
Organized labor fighting for steady wages, safer docks, and fair hiring practices.
Criminal
A loose confederation running smuggling routes and black-market sales through hidden warehouses.
Professional guild
A guild that trains pilots and negotiates sailing rights along southern routes.
A long series of rope-strewn platforms where small traders hawk goods at low tide.
A market of glassware and trinkets from the southern isles, lit by hanging lanterns at night.
A web of iron chains and capstans used to raise a heavy boom that seals the harbor mouth during storms.
A tidal garden of salt-hardy trees and brine puddles that locals harvest for salt and rare herbs.
Ruined battlements half-swallowed by lichens that offer a perfect lookout for smugglers and scouts.
A hidden ledger lists shipments paid for by a coastal noble to traffic contraband through Rolmuth.
A lost convoy carried an artifact with a map to a southern island few now believe exists.
A secret tunnel from the Low Docks links to a forgotten cove used by smugglers for decades.
A foreign admiral once paid a Rolmuth captain to vanish a ship for political reasons.
There is an underwater grotto near the Chainworks rumored to house a wreck with untold riches.
Some say the Beacon Tower's brazier was lit by a ghost who watches for drowned sailors.
Missing Manifest
A manifest for a wealthy merchant vanished and accusations fly between captains and warehousemen.
Figurehead of the Lost Convoy
A run of bad tides reveals wreckage with an engraved figurehead tied to a fabled lost convoy.
Labor at the Ledger
Dockworkers are threatening a strike during Ledger Day unless the council honors a backpay agreement.
Names in the Ledger
A ledger page names a councilor in smuggling deals, but burning those pages could end several livelihoods.
