How does one go about describing Port Belson? A place of contradictions it is – where the low and the high, the dark and the light, and, especially, the rich and the poor commingle. A glorified trading post, some call it, while others refer to it fondly as the center of the wild. Duke Hawkins’ pride and joy, this city may not have quite as much history as some of the others of Scarlen, but it certainly has equal power and trade.
The city is intersected in the center by a great rushing river, bright and nearly preternaturally clear. This river cuts the city into two sections – the poor districts, or as they are called in the city, the breakbuilds, and the richer sections. The duke and his entourage of nobles live in a small section in the northeast of the city, walled off from the rest, governing from behind guarded walls.
Common lore and legend holds that underneath the river lies a buried Myrtorian graveyard – a place surely dangerous, and surely full of rich history.