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Half-sunken in the foul waters of Korvosa’s harbor lies the shattered wreck of The Direption — a rotting corpse of a once-proud vessel, now reduced to little more than a decaying grave. The broken hull juts from the water like jagged ribs, its warped timbers slick with algae and filth. Masts lie sna

Moored permanently at the far edge of Korvosa’s docks, Eel’s End sways gently upon dark, polluted waters — a floating den of vice, excess, and quiet danger beneath flickering lantern light. A cluster of weathered ships lashed together form this infamous haven, each vessel dedicated to a different pl

Clinging to the rotting edge of Korvosa’s waterfront, the Old Fishery stands as a decaying monument to desperation, exploitation, and unseen cruelty. Its warped wooden planks groan beneath every footstep, and salt-stained walls lean uneasily over dark waters choked with refuse. The pungent stench of

Docked ominously at the pier, The Genie’s Smile is far from an ordinary vessel. While its upper deck appears unassuming... Docked ominously at the pier, The Genie’s Smile is far from an ordinary vessel. While its upper deck appears unassuming, with little more than the necessities for a functional s