In Brando's memory, he hasn't visited the Ampezel Workshop District many times. What stands out most in his mind is the rusty sign swaying in the sea breeze at the pier in Gray Wind Harbor, the cluttered room seemingly devoid of fire for ages, and the old dwarf reeking of alcohol.
It's not that 'Red Nose' Odoc's craftsmanship is particularly impressive, but with just a small barrel of strong liquor, the old dwarf would help you manage your equipment—provided he's not too drunk to function.
Ampezel is different.
After the carriage passed a fortress, the road became narrow and crowded with houses, as the salty sea breeze from memory faded away, replaced by a thick, smoky atmosphere. The reddish sign is made of brass, with bold and unique text, carrying a cultural vibe unique to port cities.
