A town dedicated to the sea, this harbor city consists of rowdy inns, rowdier taverns, and the hustle and bustle of city life in an huge trading city. Merchants of all stripes hawk their wares, selling ketsu wood, fine stained glass from pyre, or any number of useful(and not-so-useful) nicknacks. The piers of Portside welcome all comers, as huge galleys groan and creak with riches obtained in far off lands, or laden with food, stone, or other locally produced goods and ready to be sent out across the world.
Taking as its symbol the ship’s wheel, many of these wooden objects can be seen hammered into place over doorways, at the peaks of roofs, over mantle-places, or painted in various locations of prominence. This even extends to the port itself, with the town situated on a rise, access is granted through a spiraling system of locks shaped like the sections of a ship’s wheel. Portside is technically part of the Dhalish empire, ruled by a viscount, but through the necessity of distance and the wildly varied cultures found in Portside, it is largely autonomous.