Velheim

King's Plaza is a chaotic hub of activity and vibrant life. Vendors hawk their wares—shimmering trinkets, exotic goods, and the day's catch; the crisp air filled with the scent of brine mixed with spices. Colorful tents, stained from years of exposure, lean precariously over stone paths slick with moisture and ice, hinting at stories of resilience amid decay.

A bustling central plaza with rustic vendors' stalls and fishmongers displaying their fresh catch, surrounded by crumbling buildings partially engulfed by murky water, with the dim glow of lanterns illuminating the scene under a shrouded sky.