The cold wind blew stronger, remaining unkind to the folks of Nimia. The sound of howling could be heard in the far distance. The light purple sky clouded with dark grey clouds, the sun completely covered. Nimia was a small metropolis that mimicked an early 1910s new york in appearance.
With large neoclassical apartment buildings and baroque gallery architecture, many had taking a liking to Nimia being the first island you came across upon entering Falia.
The Nimian port had rows of pirate ships all parked next to each other, and on the far distance there were naval and civilian ships. They ships sized each other, silently belittling the ship that appeared the smallest.
The port had little three story appartements, cafes and shacks of different sorts lined up against each other. Further down the island, a large forest surrounded most of the metropolis, creating an earthy wall.
