Naples
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"Even by night, the Port of Naples is alive with shouts and laughter and work-songs, the roar of engines. Brick warehouses loom over the moon-dazzled bay. By day, you try to stay below decks. The sun hits like a hammer, and the wind always seems to come straight from the struggling sewers of the slums."[1]
Down the Tyrrhenian coast lies the city of Naples, Italy: a loud, busy, and very foreign port that's positively alive with activity and opportunities. While a grizzled zailor may feel out of place, the port is brimming with different ways to satisfy the urges of the flesh.[2] The food of the Neath is completely outclassed by the delicacies of Naples,[3] but fuel can be much harder to come by, this far from Hell.[4]
Naples and the Neath have a tenuous relationship with each other, admittedly. Due to the power of sunlight, almost all of the Neath's fantastic delights crumble into nothing when they reach the Surface,[5] causing tales of the Neath to be simply unbelievable.[6] Furthermore, even the most grizzled zailor only has minimal knowledge of the seas sailed by Surface sailors, so they're often ill-prepared for Surface weather and the ocean's waves.[7] On the bright side, however, darkdrop coffee is beloved on the Surface.[5]