Carto spat. He had finally arrived at port town of Canopy. Crumbling brown walls that once had been proud now struggled to stay upright. A man that could be mistaken for homeless slept at the front gate. Carto knew the man was a guard, he kicked the man's outstretched leg. He looked up with one eye closed and the other open just enough to inspect Carto. A grunt and nod later and Carto entered. Canopy was once full of wealth, but as more trade routes opened up, customers began to dry up. A port town had a few options to compete, lower taxes, or work with ships that dabbled on the wrong side of the law. Most that started off dabbling eventually got overrun. Canopy was just short of being overrun. That meant that the boats still ran with little pillaging, but also there wouldn't be too many questions for a single man hitching a ride. Giant trees that filled the forest also provided the foundation of the multilevel town. Carto had been to man...