The harbor of
Port Royal is the last free harbor on a cold and hungry sea. Salt, smoke, and the shout of traders. Ships come in heavy and leave light.
The Mayor runs the town. Fair when it suits him, hard when it doesn't. He keeps the docks open, the market loud, and the prize purse full — coin set aside for the crews who keep the port standing.
Between the town and the open water stands the Harbor Guard. They man the wall, watch the gate, and hold the line. Honest work, hard pay.
But the sea is turning. Raiders are at the gates. Sails on the horizon, more every week. The Mayor needs hands. The Guard needs more crew. And the docks always need workers.
This is where you come in. You sign on crew hands and put them to work. Every shift makes them stronger. A strong crew earns coin, holds the wall, and one day takes the fight to the raiders out on the decks.
Where do you want to start?