Port
Upscale
Wealthy prices
Three Coin Compass
the merchants' club aboard the moored galleon Fortune's Ledger
Aboard the Fortune's Ledger the floors are narrow planks, burnished to a dark honey by decades of foot traffic and the careful polish of silk-sleeved patrons. Lanterns glow in brass cages, their light kept low so ledgers and private conversations stay private; the salt-scented air is softened by beeswax and imported citrus. Men and women in tailored coats and embroidered vests lean over low tables, pockets heavy with seals and sealskins; a discreet quartet plays soft, formal airs near the stern bulkhead. Waiters in white gloves move like tides, balancing trays of gilded hors d'oeuvres and crystal stoppered decanters; at the center of the main salon sits a long map table where deals are sketched in blotting ink and disputes are settled with a polite cough rather than a raised voice.
A brass compass rose rimmed with three overlapping coins, dulled by sea salt but polished where hands have touched it; no lettering, just the emblem mounted on carved teak
Marin Vell
human
Manner
Quirk
Stats
Compass Cut
5 spA high, clear pour of Gilded Cask over shaved ice, spiced with candied sea-salt and a whisper of bitter herb — it steadies the nerves and makes tense negotiations feel momentarily smaller.
Wealthy (5e lifestyle: about 4 gp a day)
Tomas Fenwick · sommelier
A former cargo master with an encyclopedic memory for vintages and a dry joke for every cellar he ever visited.
Rilla 'Tap' Meers · barmaid
Fleet-footed and impossibly polite, she refills cups and ears for gossip with equal efficiency.
Magus Halden Vireo
An arcanist turned trade advisor who seeks samples of nightglass for secretive experiments and will pay handsomely for honest specimens.
Captain Sarel Dom
A veteran broker of sea routes who always wants information about the docks' new watch rotations and will trade routes for favors.
Greta Marn
A stern investor whose creditors whisper that she can call in a debt with a snap; she's been humming about someone 'leaking' manifests.
1
The nightglass mine beneath Blackreeve Shoal is flooding with a new vein of darker crystal; Magus Halden is hiring discreet escorts to retrieve a live sample.
2
A customs lead named Jorren Pike intends to publish the club's hidden manifests next week unless someone pays off his ledger; Greta Marn claims she knows where he keeps the originals.
3
A rival merchant house has planted a spy aboard the Fortune's Ledger to sabotage a trade pact; Captain Sarel Dom has seen a forged sealed letter passed to a stagemate near the stern.
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