The view that Walker saw when he climbed to the top of the makeshift walls was not one he wanted to see or even remember. There was a lot more damage than he could see when they were nearing the port town. Many ships that had once been the pride and joy of merchant groups were now half sunk or broken and floating about.
There was a heavier and heavier smell of herbs and spices for booking in the air. There was also a small layer of oils from some of the torches being transported. But the most gruesome were the parts of animals and foodstuffs floating in the water. "This is not good.?" Walker could only imagine how much money was lost ad how many people had already lost their livelihood from this damage.
Drop Those Golden Tickets!