Welcome to Tarin Kowt.

Connections Populate

Visitors Populate or entertain if below 80%.

Unlike the rest of the United States my city has a worker shortage. So "Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me. I lift my lamp beside the golden door."

Thanks and good luck with your city.
Updated: over 16 years ago