Harel's Lair

Known simply as "The Markets", this section of street corner houses a veritable maze of upturned boxes, broken wagons, stacked-up logs - anything from which to fashion a stall. Upon those stalls, a collection of ephemera and knick-knacks from silk scarves and spices, to beetles by the box and smoked meats hanging, as if they were chimes.

Here, the markets - where you can find anything, and everything; anything, and everyone. It is the beating heart of The Port. Smoky, dusty, and heady.