[b]Little rock[/b]

It was morning on little rock and the harbour was bustling with activity. Fishermen sat in their boats preparing hooks and nets, Captains barking orders and women hurrying to the market for food. In the centre of the harbour a man was hammering a piece of parchent to a board, it read:

 [u]Captain and fighter wanted[/u]
 [i]Captain with ship wanted 
 Skilled fighter wanted
 1200g minimum pay
 Enquire in the Tavern[/i]