A tight-knit fishing village built around a single working port and a line of timber racks, Swiftharbor supplies fish to Greyhost and wood to inland hamlets while trading with Noblewood for lumber and tools.
Where saltwind and timber meet at the mouth of the northern cove.
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Harbourmaster
Weather-beaten with salt-bleached hair and a habit of checking tide maps before breakfast.
Innkeeper
Red skin, dark hair, and a laugh that matches the roll of the tide.
Dock foreman
Tall with ink-stained fingers and a voice like dropped pebbles.
Master Fisher
Scarred hands, a thick beard, and net-full of sea-stories.
General store
A single low-slung shed of goods where locals barter for supplies and passage tokens.
Fisherfolk, timber crews, visiting merchants, and the odd traveler
A low-ceilinged tavern near the quay that smells of smoke, salt, and ratcheted laughter.
Local militia
Volunteer fishermen and woodsmen who take turns keeping watch and lighting signal flares.
External trade guild
Foremen and transporters from Noblewood who control the wood shipments that keep Swiftharbor solvent.
A reef-lined expanse where the best nets are hauled and where odd glassy things occasionally wash ashore.
A half-buried wreck that children clamber over and fishermen consult as a landmark in fog.
A short stone tower with a rusting iron brazier used to signal storms or incoming ships.
Hidden cache of Noblewood nails under the general store
Mavari once helped a wanted fugitive escape by sea
An unmarked signal stone on Old Keelrock points to a submerged marker
Cut Nets, Quiet Nights
Nets are being sabotaged and fish are disappearing overnight, threatening the village’s trade pact with Noblewood.
The Driftwood Idol
A carved idol from Noblewood emits faint pulses at low tide and attracts strangers with ledger marks.
Payment from Greyhost
Marin asks for help escorting a small shipment north to Greyhost to pressure payment and avoid lost goods.
Beacon Below
A submerged marker near Old Keelrock might hide an old cache but is guarded by strange currents and the new migratory barnacles.
