Over time, many cities had claimed to be the axis upon which the world turns. For just a few, it had a ring of truth. Alumahi was such a city. Founded in time immemorial, many empires had flown their banners from its walls, but the City of Markets had endured them all. For you though, this city is home. Foreigners might see its strange customs and people and be bewildered, but you never knew differently then to hear five different tongues spoken on your way to the market, and five yet again different ones on the way back. Your family is one of many who had carved out their own place here. By far not one of the great houses, but large enough for its name to be known.