<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">T</span>he sun was high in the sky by the time the ‘Sea Princess’ found its way to the docks of Bloodcove. It was an overly-grand name for the rickety merchant vessel that Silwen had made her home for the past few days, though it had served its purpose well. With a little bartering, she’d secured her passage in one of the holding decks with the skipper for just a few gold and left the previous settlement behind. With what few possessions she now had, Silwen stepped off the gangplank and onto the docks below and was immediately greeted with the vibrant sights and sounds of the city and the salty aromas that now assailed her nostrils.<br/><br/>Bloodcove was one of the few bastions of civilisation on the Fever Sea. A filthy den of pirates and scoundrels who plied their trade amidst the unaffiliated merchants and some five thousand denizens that found haven in this place. It was atop the twisting boardwalks, rafts and stilt-houses, all resting on the intertwined roots of massive mangrove trees that they called this place home.<br/><br/>Perhaps it was laziness the harsh midday sun or perhaps it was because they simply weren’t interested, though the guards at the docks paid little attention to the half-elf as she emerged from the vessel. Silwen now found herself amidst the docks of the city and wondered where she might go first...<br/><br/>(http://images.wikia.com/pirates/images/c/c4/AotD_Tortuga.jpg)