Tʜᴇ Fᴏʀɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ Rᴇᴀʟᴍs [Fᴀɴ Vᴇʀsɪᴏɴ]

Nestled below the imposing walls of Baldur's Gate, the Lower City sprawls, a labyrinth of ramshackle dwellings and bustling thoroughfares. Gray Harbor, the city's lifeblood, dominates the scene, its docks teeming with rough-hewn laborers and weathered sailors unloading cargo from creaking ships. The air is thick with the mingled scents of salt, fish, and the sweat of countless workers. Narrow, cobbled streets wind between overcrowded tenements, where hawkers peddle wares and shadowed figures lurk in dimly lit alleyways. Taverns, both reputable and otherwise, spill forth raucous laughter and the clamor of bartering. The Lower City pulses with a raw, untamed energy, a place where fortunes are made and lost, and where the echoes of the city's underbelly resonate.