Harel's Lair

The small portside town known as Harel's Landing is a place caught in between. To the East the vast steppe known as The Middens doesn't exist so much as it endures; to the West the vast crashing waters of the Wrecker's Coast - an area as notorious for its pirates as the number of ships which lay in her depths.

And here, the port: an amalgam of driftwood piers, crusted boards, and sodden yet sturdy shacks held together with good faith and bad nails. The whole place smells like salt and spice.