Hail, Daeva. May the light guide your path!

Mind where you walk, there! Everything that comes into the city passes through here...it's a busy place.

Now, I don't want to speak out of turn, but we often get bright-eyed young Daevas poking around up here, walking where they shouldn't.

And when they get crushed by falling crates or walloped by a docking hook or stray too close to the edge and fall off, well, it's not pretty.