The influx of war refugees turned this already lawless port city into a more chaotic mess, with fights and gang battles becoming commonplace scenes.
The arrival of the Komeer Kingdom fleet carrying a large amount of food instantly set this small city of ten thousand people on fire, and everyone spread the word.
"The grain fleet has arrived; the grain ships from across the Sea of Fallen Stars. They have dozens of merchant ships and warships, stretching as far as the eye can see, with a deep draft. It's said all that's loaded are grains."
"What's the use of bringing in more grain? Those heartless merchants won't hand out any grain to us for free. Either you work as labor for them, or pay with true gold and silver. They charge an outrageous price of two gold coins per kilogram of grain. Why don't they just rob us?"
"They are already robbing us. What's held at our throats isn't the knife or sword, but our shriveled stomachs."
