[Silwen’s Perception after modifiers is 19+6=25. Her Know: Local is 6+1=7]<br/><br/>At this time of day, there appeared to be very little in the way of any real work occurring at the docks, as most of the labourers seemed to have disappeared to rest somewhere during the midday sun. Many of the warehouses had their doors closed and there was little to no goods being loaded on any of the vessels in port. Instead, most of the movement around the area seemed to be in the form of merchants, who were attempting to sell their wares to various passersby. Several times, Silwen was offered local delicacies such as smoked fish strips, live bugs and various species of spider, which had been impaled on a stick and fried so that their many legs were brittle and crispy.<br/><br/>Leaving the docks behind, Silwen moved along the boardwalks that lead towards the centre of the city, passing by various establishments and stalls offering clothing, spices and other exotic wares. Before long, though, Silwen arrived in an old part of the city that seemed to house the very things she was looking for – accommodation and ale. Looking up at the wooden sign that now flapped in the breeze, Silwen saw a crude carving of a dancing goblin with an over-sized mug of ale in one hand and a short knife in the other, attached with two chains to a pole affixed to the wooden façade of the building. The lettering beneath the comedic image clearly read: ‘The Greedy Goblin’.