Following Fera, the party would go deep into the Eastern section of Paladros. Further beyond the gambling halls and bordellos, pass the market place peddling knickknacks and trinkets, to the straight ghettos. The Eastern did a good job looking like a place which could cater to tourists and locals looking for a good time. But this part was where all the filth washed in. The group was barely five minutes in before they were being followed by orphans holding their hands out for coins, before they're then scared off by the sound of fighting nearby, which was between two homeless men beating each other up over a ratty pair of boots. The group would be called out by questionable characters offering fortune telling, "good times", and important information for a price. None of these people would bother going out of their way to stop the group though as Fera would follow the scent.

Soon the group would arrive to an abandoned harbor. There were a few stray dogs and beggars here, but there didn't seem to be much else going on. The only notable landmarks was an abandoned bell tower, a dock with only a few fishing boats, and a small but kept bath house. The group could see that it's a bath house due to the sign which was a wooden sign that showed steam with the word "BATH" written underneath it. It was here that the scent Fera found would end. The scent simply ends in this area. "Heeeeeey!" A drunkard approached the group. A ratty looking orc carrying a dirty bottle with a club on his belt. "Y'all tourists? Welcome to the Waterfront! Y'all got any questions? I might know something!" He shouted every word loudly.