Editing The Airs of Port Carnelian

{{Quality
|Icon = Portcarnelian_port.png
|ID = 118810
|Quality type = Randomizer
|Discrete = yes
|Lower = no
|Description = The southern wind blows; the sweet aromas of the fungal jungle wash over the Port.}}

{{Airs table
|Level 1 – 10 = Zailors from London play mahjong in the Khaganian Quarter. Maybe a Londoner will win today.
|Level 11 – 20 = The black, reflective waters beneath a Moon Bridge are disturbed. Someone dropped a wriggling bag into the river.
|Level 21 – 30 = In the tea shops, women roll up their sleeves; men, their trouser legs. The heat is unbearable today.
|Level 31 – 40 = An airag-drunken philosopher argues with a sober poet on the nature of the Mountain of Light.
|Level 41 – 50 = Haggling in the Blue Bazaar turns criminally violent. Again.
|Level 51 – 60 = Drunken Londoners, shuffling down the middle of the street, scramble to clear a path for an uninterested tiger.
|Level 61 – 70 = The miners are recreating sections of Wagner’s operas, with modest success.
|Level 71 – 80 = A Venetian ship has docked next to one of Hell's Triremes. Most of the Surface zailors refuse to disembark.
|Level 81 – 90 = A tiger blows rings of lilac smoke towards the false-stars.
|Level 91 – 99 = Faces change. More than one person in the Port isn’t who they were yesterday.
|Level 100 = A greying tiger gladly bears a laughing child on its back. All is well.
}}

[[Category:Qualities Reset by Zailing]]