Fabled Wandering

Fable looks at the walled city before him. From what he knows Gamulur was just another small dwarven comunity with its only intersting point being that the dwarves built it by a river on the surface. Something about harvesting timber. Though it still ships wood to the other dwarven cities further north it has grown more into a trade center for the dwarves and other races nearby. Hopefully it will provide Fable the oportunity she seeks, or at least prove not to be a mistake.

The port city Gate is manned by a mix of human and dwarven guards who let your through with only a casual look. You get directions to a a couple of inns and have your choice of seedy, rough, reputable, and push.
The bustle sends a bit high for this size of city, likely due to its role as a year hub. You note that most merchants travel with a guard even though the civic guard appears neat and patrols regularly. You hear a recent commotion has brought an increase in adventurers and other less savory types. Your asparagus keeps you free of unwanted underworld fingers but several sets of eyes are felt gauging you as you pass by.
Reaching your choice of the inns you make arrangements for a meal and room then find a quiet corner to sit in and eat before heading back out.

With a good meal and lodging secured Fable heads out to get a feel for the town. The town has wide regular main streets with neatly fitted stones making them the preferred paths of carts and caravans. These streets are maintained often and cleaned regularly. The building that front them are all two stories tall and seem to be the more respectable upscale establishments. Down the side streets with cobblestone or simple dirt roads the buildings become shabbier and the guards patrol less frequent and in larger numbers. The docks are busier than the roads in and out of town with warehoused towards the north and taverns to the south with the dock administration building dividing things.
You stop into a couple different taverns just to check the atmosphere and local gossip finally finding one with the right crowd you are looking for. Alert gazes are mixed with drunken banter and a smiling, though massive and scarred barkeep set just the right condition to pick up whatever you might be looking to learn.

Fable gets a definite underworld vibe from Corwin. He doesn't seem to be lying right now, more like he is working the long con and sees a new piece he might be able to use

Upon signing you are each handed a pouch with 10 gold and you have the rest of the day to shops, idle away, or look around the cty.