The capital—if a town of a few thousand can claim that title. Shipton clusters around the best natural harbor on the island, a sheltered bay on the western coast facing Ofrenia. The waterfront is busy with transient ships; the inland streets are quiet and suspicious.
The governor's residence is the largest building in town, a weathered stone structure that once served as a warehouse. Governors come and go—Alisandra rotates them frequently, ensuring no one builds a power base—but the bureaucracy grinds on regardless.
The prison complex sprawls along the northern edge of town, repurposed warehouses surrounded by walls that look impressive but wouldn't stop a determined escape. The prisoners don't try because there's nowhere to go. Swimming to Ofrenia is suicide; stowing away on a ship requires bribing sailors who'd rather collect the reward for turning you in.