Arrival in Neverwinter

The travel from Varrune into the Sea of Swords and docking at our destination wasn't the shortest of trips, nor the calmest. It took maybe a week or two to get here.
 
We came across dolphins and even some whales. the most harrowing, I must say, was when we nearly ran aground by the pirates that attempted to attack us. While not all of the caravan are skilled fighters, those of us that are doing what we could and set the crew and the ship running with its tail between its legs like a whipped dog.
 
So, as for Neverwinter... we've been to all sort of cities, big and small alike; this one though, it seems bigger than any we have been to, to date.
 
After the hours of unloading our carts, wagons, and horses from the ship we then searched for a place to set up shop and to rest. To say we got stares is an understatement. We eventually found a spot and our current home in the Beggar's Nest, as we oft do. It seems no matter where we go the wealthy see us as pests and the less-wealthy and poor are welcoming and will peruse our wears and services.
 
We also established ourselves within Varn's Inn, helping where we are allowed and can, otherwise offering services as makeshift entertainers.
 
So, as of now, this is where my caravan and I find ourselves.