Excerpt from Doubt's RP Thread: Daniels route to the Heavy Petting takes him past crates of goods left to rot, once busy warehouses whose roofs now sag from disuse, past vendors trying desperately trying to sell now near useless goods to disinterested crowds or others hawking basic foodstuffs for extortionate prices to desperate and starving mobs. With Sestra and its invaluable farms in Baneite hands much of Sundren remains starving.
A local Gold Elf enchanter shakes his head as he looks down Mariner street towards the disuse and waste that now marks Port Avanthyr. Walking along the docks casually, he makes inquiries about the owner of one of smaller disused warehouses and whether it might be for sale.
He also inquires with a few of the nearby sailors or fishermen as to whether they know someone who might be willing to sell a rowboat and fishing nets.
A local Gold Elf enchanter shakes his head as he looks down Mariner street towards the disuse and waste that now marks Port Avanthyr. Walking along the docks casually, he makes inquiries about the owner of one of smaller disused warehouses and whether it might be for sale.
He also inquires with a few of the nearby sailors or fishermen as to whether they know someone who might be willing to sell a rowboat and fishing nets.