In the back alleys of Ba Sing Se, you see a figure in an orange robe, her head concealed by a wide-brimmed hat made of straw. An Air Nomad. Is she asking for alms? There aren't many people here and in fact, it's a rather rough neighborhood. You think perhaps you should offer to escort this dignified monk to a more safe street but as you approach, she looks at you from underneath her hat.

You'd recognize that face anywhere, most of the world knows it. You stand in the presence of The Avatar!