<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://img5.imageshack.us/img5/1570/shanghainoon2000m720pbl.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Jia Li<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>Maze Rats<br/><strong>Date:</strong>May 12th 1876<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Midday<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Jones' Mercantile & Trade<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Jaelyn, Stranger, Open<br/><hr/><br/>The woman appeared confused at first.  Idly she stood there, silently regarding the shop owner before holding up the paper again.  As if expecting a presentation of the written material to be a convincing factor, Jia Li gestured toward the alien characters written on the paper and then brought them back down to her.  Again she stretched out the paper, seemingly intent to read the words again.  Indeed she began to say them once more before suddenly stopping and folding the paper once more.  A smile was worn on her face as if a thought had occurred to her.  Freckles seemed to brighten from beneath the dirt and she stepped forward, her more petite frame standing on the tips of her slippered feet with a delicate balance.<br/><br/>“We wash clothes, you need clothes.  Onneca make great clothes for you, many clothes.  Pretty ribbons and pretty clothes.  You see, you just go to her store and say Jia Li sent you.  She gave me pretty ribbons before but they are gone.”  There was a sad look on her face, a pouting expression before she settled back on her feet.  “You see and then you need cleaner and I can come pick up your new clothes and they will always be new when Fu Leng is done.”  There was a quick nod as if the matter was settled.<br/><br/>The smaller woman then turned to look at the store as if for the first time realizing there were interesting items around her.  “What do you sell?”<br/>