[Taniria Islands]
[Golden Harbor]
At dusk, a sea eagle swept across Golden Harbor. It hovered leisurely above the anchorage and sandbanks beyond the harbor, as if pulled by invisible threads.
From its lofty position, the sea eagle surveyed Golden Harbor with a serene and commanding gaze: dock workers sweating profusely on the piers and gangways, cargo ships scattered across the entire anchorage waiting to enter port, fishing boats and dinghies weaving in and out of the harbor like schools of sardines...
Golden Harbor, the most dazzling diamond of the Inner Sea, the most radiant pearl of the Alliance. The chaos and upheaval in distant lands had not sullied her brilliance—instead, they had made her shine even brighter.
In the bustling trading houses, ship brokers loudly boasted of entire cargo deliveries;
In the taverns at the ends of shadowy alleys, smugglers bartered using hand signals decipherable only to insiders.
Wealth is timid as a mouse-rabbit, yet sharp-eyed as a hawk.
