Harem Ethics 101

65. Port Marine

A salty breeze filled my nose as the warden and I stepped out of the portal which closed behind us seconds later.

We stood on a slab of stone about fifteen feet in width and length. It had a ring of runes etched into it and a juncture anchor rising from the center, both identical to the far passage in Stone Lock. However, unlike the far passage in Stone Lock, this one wasn’t inside a windowless stone room, but instead beneath a wooden pavilion situated on a large pier extending out into the ocean from a beachside city made of smooth white stone.

All along the edges of the pier were more far passages with people of all shapes and sizes entering and exiting portals, and I couldn’t stop myself from staring slack jawed at them.

A huge guy in a tight blue tunic and trousers with pale green skin walked by, talking animatedly with what looked to be a man with metallic skin and plated armor covering their body.

An orc and mechanis…? I think.

As I watched them, my eyes caught on a tall,