<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><strong>Down and Out in the City of Towers</strong></span></span></div><br/>Sharn, the largest city in Breland, nay, all of Eberron. The only place in the world besides Arcanix you can visit literal floating islands, where you can wake up, go to work, and partake in recreational activities before returning home all without stepping foot upon natural ground. From the renowned Sharn Opera House to the Citadel of the Sun whose majestic griffon guardians are said to come from heaven, it is the place all Brelish citizens point to with pride at their nation's unparalleled majesty. Now of course Sharn has problems like all cities, but by the Sovereign Host it's<em>their</em>problems dammit, and like a beloved sibling you don't just abandon it when the going gets tough!<br/><br/>And the tough certainly got going for our latest extraplanar immigrant, who was quite literally down and out in the fair City of Towers. Now where is she?<br/><br/>(https://i.imgur.com/9Gfytkn.jpg?1)<br/><br/>No, not up there; maybe a bit further down...<br/><br/>(https://i.imgur.com/lA3wzZF.jpg)<br/><br/>Olladra's bloody nose, not<em>that</em>far down! The poor girl wouldn't survive five minutes in the Cogs, let alone 24 hours!<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/26pPCX9.jpg)</div><br/>Ah, there we are! Cliffside, part of the vaunted natural harbor of Sharn, a port in the storm of the rough and aptly-named Dagger River. If your trade relies upon the sea, then this is the district for you! Well, maybe not the owners of capital in House Lyrander, more like the sea-washed masses, if you catch my drift. Certainly not a place for any young woman without a sense of direction, much less anyone lacking a healthy sense of balance!<br/><br/>Momogawa Yukiko would be known as Japanese, or more generically Asian, in our humble Earth. But in Eberron the folk who most commonly bore her features came from the Empire of Riedra, a little-known land found on a continent most appropriately far to the east. A term that Yukiko grew quite familiar with in her brief touring of the winding, precarious streets, bridges, and rope-pulleys of this working-class neighborhood.<br/><br/>Even asking for directions proved more trouble than it's worth; a pair of burly green-skinned sailors with tusks were all too willing to talk about fine Eldeen spices and meats but did not appreciate what they figured was a "snooping Riedran" clueless as to whether they were talking about a restaurant, much less a country. And attempts to transfer to a more "white collar" neighborhood was stymied by a ramshackle little office that seemed to be a telegram station unwilling to accept any currency softer than a copper coin. And yen with holes in the center made out of nickel<em>most certainly</em>did not qualify as one of the three recognized universal denominations of gold, silver, or copper! Listening to the bespectacled short woman drone on about the economic realities and "how things are done differently in Khorvaire" was maddening enough to test the patience of even a political veteran of a Japanese Student Council!<br/><br/>No, it seemed that for the time being, Yukiko had little choice but to rough it out in the literal dregs of Sharn. And as the sun passed overhead, the long shadows cast by the miles-high structures made the docks darken far earlier in the day...<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">This is an initial opening post, so nothing too mechanical is necessary. Yukiko does start with having Inspiration, which can be spent as normal.<br/><br/>God was kind enough at least to grant her some 'starting equipment.' Her smartphone has power, but is not connected to the Internet.<br/><br/>Feel free to try and make any social skills to get around in Cliffside, find out the skinny on the place, common 'world lore,' etc. However she makes this roll at disadvantage considering most laborers have little time to entertain what very well may be a "Riedran bumpkin."<br/><br/>Up to you whether or not she's aware of her new 'tattoo.' She will become aware of it next time she takes off her panties, whether it's when nature calls, she bathes, or finds herself involved in some clothing-optional occupation...</div></div>