Near the Imperial Docks, there is a small tavern, it is easy to miss among the warehouses around it. It seems much older than it is made of salvaged wood from crates and ships, local stone, and anything else that came to hand. It is two stories tall with the upper story overhanging the ground floor.
The sign is of a green seadragon emerging out of the grey-blue sea, it is cunningly carved so that as the sign shifts in the wind, the seadragon appears to wink at the viewer. Read the rest of this entry ?