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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Jack Haggerty" data-source="post: 1298166" data-attributes="member: 89">The docks and their surrounding environs are decidedly more shabby, decrepit and delapidated than the rest of Orussus.  With the sun going down, the streets are dim and the roads are muddy from the previous day's rain.  Buildings seem to consist mostly of taverns, inns, chandlers' stores, shipwrights' shops and warehouses...  Everything catering to the sailor and merchant.  Occasionally, men and women of all manner of description in worn clothing of all manner of description stand aside to watch from alleys and doorways as you pass.  You can almost feel their mildly suspicious glances as you walk through the streets toward the harbour.Emerging out into the docks and harbour proper, you can see a handful of large ships at dock.  They seem to be secured and waiting the high tide, as none of them show much activity.  Farther down, smaller local fishing boats can be seen tidied up to pilings or beached on the strand.  On a short jetty close to the docks, stands a small shack hung with coils of rope, chain and netting.  Hanging outside the door of the shack, a sign depicting an anchor and a ship's wheel sways in the slight breeze, creaking quietly.</blockquote>