Deep into the Shackles, past the Eastern Edge of the Eye of Abendago, you find yourself setting up in Port Peril. Why? Who knows- or rather, who could focus when in this city. Women and men of all your wildest tastes as far as the eye can see. A merchant vessel dedicated to any item you could ever hope to own (or steal...).
Some are here to find themselves working towards becoming a Free Captain. Others are here to spit in the face of Cheliax and the Chelish Navy. Yet still others are here simply because they enjoy the atmosphere.
Regardless, you find that your journey towards riches, gold, and almost anything else, hasn't quite started the way you envisioned it would in your recent dreams....
A bit more wet than you remember... Wet, cold, and a little too cramped.
