In between the docks, and the cliff was the town. It was arranged into rows of houses, citizens with the highest status and wealth lived further up the cliff, the less wealthy with lower status lived further down, and the poor lived closest to the docks. The lord lived at the top of the cliff in an oversized manor house, which could probably have housed the whole town. Each row of houses at the top of the cliff and a few rows below had stone paths leading from house to house. The lower houses had to make do with dirt, accept for the houses lucky enough to live near the path that ran along to the market. The upper class citizens didn’t like getting their expensive clothing dirty, so the lord had insisted he build them a stone path they could use to get to the market. The houses were all made of stone, no matter where they were located in Picker, although sizes varied. Most of the lower houses had only one floor, the upper houses closer to the top of the cliff had two or three floors, some were sprawling estates, some just large mansion houses and a few towers.
Ash made his way through the market and headed towards the lower end of town. The houses he passed were in need of repair. The stone work on some was chipped and dull, some even had stone missing and the gaps filled with dirt or whatever the inhabitants could get their hands on. The windows on most of the houses were cracked, removed or covered up with wood. These houses reflected the real Picker, and the poverty that the lower class citizens of Picker faced day to day.