The faint smell of fish wafted out of a small market that was right under the thirty feet tall walls. They passed through the thick harbour gate, entering the city proper. A cobbled square greeted them, with a fountain in the centre adorned by a twenty-foot stone merman. Despite the snow, the place was filled with men and women haggling with peddlers selling their wares. Besides the food stalls, Sarella could see scribes, money-lenders, and even a hedge-wizard. They were quickly escorted deeper into the city.