Wren: The Forgotten Nation

• History of Wren
• Nightingale Family
• Noble Houses
• Azrelle's Life in Wren
• The Final Days of Wren

The History of Wren

Wren was a peaceful nation. Often known for the many beautiful and exotic birds that inhabited its lands.Poachers and hunters would try to capture Wren’s prized birds intending to sell them to traders beyond the nation’s borders.Many of these individuals were merely struggling to survive. Their homes having been destroyed as the raging war between the two neighboring nations crept closer to Wren's outer borders.As a result, the granting of safe haven to outsiders was permitted only under the most extreme circumstances.Unknown to most outsiders Wren had spent centuries making remarkable strides in their study and advancement of magic, alchemy, and small technology. Such creations allowed the nation to thrive for over 800 years.The population remained largely composed of its original races. The strong and tall warrior Feline race, the magically attuned Human-eld race, the small crafty Dwarven race, and the land keeping Elven race.The people of Wren were distinctive in appearance and often relied on magic or alchemical concoctions to veil their true forms if traveling in unfamiliar or dangerous areas.When the advancements of alchemy began, such practices were deemed unsafe. The ruler at the time declared certain magics and alchemical creations unfit for use and imposed harsh punishments on those found creating or employing them.These decrees sowed unrest among the populace and from this tension arose the first factions within Wren.These factions did their utmost to conceal their activities and were, ironically, the most prolific abusers of veil magic. They resorted to theft from their neighbors and even made an attempt on the life of the ruler of the time.In response, the ruler of Wren called upon the elder scholars and mages to enact a powerful enchantment over the entire city of Starling, one that would suppress or unravel any glamour placed upon an individual.The enchantment was intended to safeguard the royal families from infiltrators and to expose those who sought to hide behind false forms, allowing criminals to be more easily identified and captured.Wren had two large major cities that held the most influence. Starling and Scarlet.Starling was the capital of Wren. Encircled by a vast body of water and connected by smaller islands that lead to the nation’s villages and towns. Its streets were paved in white and gray cobblestone and were lined with grand buildings of stone and granite adorned with brightly colored roofs and intricate designs.Starling served as the seat of Wren’s noble families, the center for advanced magical and alchemical education, and the home of the nation’s governing institutions.Upon graduation, students were often dispatched to teach in outlying districts and distant towns or villages, spreading knowledge beyond the capital.To the far south, near Wren’s coastline, lies the city of Scarlet.The boarding schools for master training were established here.Scarlet primarily served as a private center of education for the noble families and functioned as their seasonal residences. Only a select few students who demonstrated exceptional potential for mastery were permitted to attend.Though Wren’s territory was vast it rested at the southern center of three far larger nations. The neighboring realms to its east and west were bitter rivals and were locked in a war that had raged for more than two decades.Their endless conflict brought mounting hardship to Wren. Waves of refugees crossed its borders. In Aldamor’s father's years as ruler, these displaced peoples became a growing strain on the nation, many of them drawn into the factions due to them offering false promises of safety and purpose.In time the fighting could no longer be contained. War spilled across Wren’s borders and into its inner villages and towns. Along the outermost edges of the nation settlement after settlement was consumed by flame. Countless lives were lost. The war between the rival nations raged on.Eventually it brought Wren to extinction.

Wren: The Forgotten Nation

• History of Wren
• Nightingale Family
• Noble Houses
• Azrelle's Life in Wren
• The Final Days of Wren

The Nightingale Family

Azrelle is the union of two noble family lineages.Her father, Aldamor Nightingale, was fully feline in both nature and appearance. He was the head of the Nightingale family and the reigning ruler of Wren.He was widely respected for his kindness toward his people and his unwavering sense of fairness in law and justice.He stood a staggering seven feet nine inches with dark burnt orange fur and black pointed line patterns along his body.A warrior at first glance but he held a soft but firm heart for his land and people.From a young age Aldamor’s own father impressed upon him the importance of rigorous training and he quickly proved himself exceptional in combat.In his earlier years Aldamor was a formidable warrior. He earned numerous victories against rival nations along Wren’s borders and securing his reputation long before he ever took the throne.Azrelle's mother, Eliellara Nightingale, was a human-eld mage and the youngest of the Towhee noble family.Eliellara stood five feet eight inches with an elegant and commanding presence befitting the matriarch of the Nightingale family.Though human in appearance, her Human-eld heritage marked her with subtle otherworldly traits.She had long hair blended with deep purple and black. Her eyes silver and carrying a quiet intensity that hinted at innate magical power.Every movement suggested grace and control. A reflection of both her noble upbringing and the mystical blood that ran through her veins.Eliellara first met Aldamor during one of the annual gatherings of the five noble families when they were younger. Having just completed her master training, Eliellara was already well regarded for her talent in healing magic and alchemy.That summer, the two spent every moment of freedom together, forging a bond that endured even after duty pulled them apart.Though separated by the responsibilities placed upon them by their respective families, they remained in contact through letters for many years afterward. Their connection never truly fading.At the age of twenty-nine, Aldamor married Eliellara, then twenty-six, after securing the approval of both their families. Three years into their marriage, Aldamor’s father succumbed to a sudden illness, and Aldamor was named ruler of Wren.With his ascension came new responsibilities: maintaining the stability of the nation and ensuring the continuation of the royal line. As such, the expectation was set upon them to produce heirs as swiftly as possible.Azrelle born first. Followed by Imizael and Ilarian.Azrelle stood five feet nine inches tall by the age of twelve.She had long thick locks of fiery red hair and lightly tanned skin patterned with shades of burnt orange and golden fur. Narrow lines of black fur curved along her back, arms, and legs in patterns shared by her father and younger brother.Her tail matching the vibrant red of her hair reached just above her ankle.Her facial features were soft and human-eld as her mother, marked by emerald eyes and soft pink lips.Imizael Nightingale, second daughter, born when Azrelle was four years old. She had dark brown hair with subtle purple hues inherited from their mother, dark purple eyes, and fair skin.Her appearance was similar to her mother's human-eld and showed no feline traits from their father. More girlish than Azrelle, she showed an early talent for goldsmithing and a curiosity about trade and commerce, though she never enjoyed school she understood it was a necessary duty of her noble upbringing.Ilarian Nightingale, first son, born when Azrelle was seven years old.He inherited strong feline features from their father, with soft orange-beige fur patterned with dark black markings like Azrelle and their father.By the age of twelve, he had already reached nearly six feet, prompting their father to joke he might outgrow him in a few years.Adventurous and strong, Ilarian loved physical training and displayed early talent in combat and elemental magic.

Wren: The Forgotten Nation

• History of Wren
• Nightingale Family
• Noble Houses
• Azrelle's Life in Wren
• The Final Days of Wren

The Noble Houses

The Nightingale family were one of the original five founding houses of Wren.The exact origins of the nation and the order in which its families first rose to prominence remain uncertain. Sealed archives were lost during a violent dispute between three of the founding houses whom each claimed to be the rightful and most capable to rule the nation.After years of conflict the families agreed to place the decision in the hands of the people. Through popular vote, House Nightingale was chosen to lead, and they have ruled Wren for nearly seven hundred years since.As the ruling house the Nightingale family was also the most affluent. Nightingale children were raised under strict expectations and were rarely permitted to choose their own paths in adulthood. Instead their roles were assigned according to their demonstrated abilities.Throughout Wren’s history members of House Nightingale shared governance and responsibilities with the other four noble families. They served as arbiters tasked with maintaining peace among them.The Vireos, the Siskins, the Towhees, and the Dunnocks each held their own assigned duties. The worked in concert with the Nightingales to ensure the nation’s stability, prosperity, and enduring way of life.House Vireo, composed primarily of a sturdy-built feline race of both men and women, was charged with the protection of Wren and its people.Their duties included keeping the wars of rival nations from breaching Wren’s borders, dismantling internal factions, and enforcing justice when required. The house was known for producing formidable warriors and battle mages whom trained from a young age in combat disciplines and protective magics.Aldamor himself served eight years on the battlefield as a top-ranking warrior under House Vireo before ascending to the throne. In time, Azrelle’s brother was expected to be assigned to House Vireo upon reaching the age of fifteen due to his natural combat prowess mirroring that of their father.House Siskin, composed primarily of the tall, slender men and women of the Elven race. They oversaw Wren’s farming and hunting villages.They coordinated with towns and settlements to maintain crops, dairy production, fishing routes, and mining operations. In addition, House Siskin specialized in medicinal and alchemical goods vital to communities along Wren’s most distant borders.The Siskins played a critical role in balancing the supply and demand of materials essential to all alchemical practices throughout Wren.Azrelle had hoped to be assigned to House Siskin upon completing her master training in alchemy and to follow in the footsteps of her mother.House Towhee, made up of human-eld men and women gifted with innate magical ability, served as Wren’s academic backbone. Its scholars presided over the great historical libraries and schools of Starling and Scarlet, safeguarding knowledge and shaping future generations.House Dunnock, comprised of dwarven men and women renowned for their skillful hands, oversaw Wren’s merchant and trading industries. As tireless craftsmen, miners, and gatherers, they supplied the materials and goods that sustained the nation’s economy and kept trade flowing.Disputes with House Siskin were common, particularly over matters of pricing and taxation.Azrelle’s sister hoped to be assigned to House Dunnock, her talents in gemstones and jewelry making well suited to the house’s traditions.

Wren: The Forgotten Nation

• History of Wren
• Nightingale Family
• Noble Houses
• Azrelle's Life in Wren
• The Final Days of Wren

Azrelle's Life in Wren

Azrelle was the eldest child of the Nightingale family and next in line to rule their native land of Wren.Azrelle was afforded an exceptional education but it came with its own share of burdens.Like all children of the five noble families she began her private home schooling at the age of three. Continuing a tradition upheld for centuries.At the age of five Azrelle’s magical abilities began to manifest. Her mother, Eliellara, was overjoyed to discover that her daughter had inherited a talent similar to her own.Though Azrelle struggled to control light-based magic she displayed a natural affinity for the darker arts.She continued her education under private tutors where her lessons emphasized noble conduct, diplomacy, and foundational magical exercises.Summers were spent with light leisure. She enjoyed practicing her magic and experimenting with alchemical recipes under her mother’s guidance.By the age of nine, Azrelle was ready to take the next step in her training and departed for the Arcane & Alchemical Conservatory. It was a boarding school dedicated to cultivating the skills of young nobles.Due to her fast understanding and learning abilities, Azrelle was then transferred to the Junior Conservatory. A private school just outside of Starling that was open to only children of noble lineage. Her studies focused on reading, writing, arithmetic, the history of her nation, and the rudiments of alchemy, healing, and magical theory.While she continued to struggle with healing spells her aptitude for alchemy quickly became apparent and advanced far beyond what her instructors expected.Azrelle’s natural curiosity often led her to experiment with basic potions and minor enchantments in ways her teachers had not anticipated. Though still young, her talent in the alchemical arts were proving to be greater than her mother's.By the age of twelve, Azrelle’s instructors had regonized her extraordinary alchemy practices. Impressed, they petitioned her father to allow her to study at the Arcanum of the Elders. It was the city’s foremost institution for advanced magical and alchemical training.Admission was highly selective. Granted only to members of noble families or individuals of exceptional talent who had proven their worth.Her father agreed but with conditions. Being the next heir of the Nightingale family and given her rapid advancement, her magical and scholarly development was to be treated as a paramount priority. He wanted her training accelerated ensuring her future role in Wren could be assessed well before adulthood.At the Arcanum, Azrelle studied advanced magical theory, intricate alchemy, and the principles of governance, diplomacy, and leadership. The curriculum was rigorous and demanding and designed to cultivate not only skill but wisdom.At the age of fifteen she graduated from the Arcanum of the Elders.
Azrelle was then granted access to an even more secretive institution... the School of the Forbidden Arts.This school was reserved for a select circle of trusted mages and for members of noble families with roles in the military or government. Admission was rare, granted only to those deemed capable of handling knowledge that could be both powerful and dangerous.The school itself was housed in Scarlet.Though modest in size Scarlet was heavily fortified and closely monitored, owing to its concentration of governmental offices and the private retreat estates of influential nobles. Its isolation was deliberate. It added a layer of protection for the knowledge safeguarded within its walls.The curriculum did not emphasize the unrestricted use of forbidden magic. Instead, students were taught to understand and recognize its applications, so they could counter such arts if wielded by others. The focus was on vigilance, mastery of subtle techniques, and rigorous ethical control.For Azrelle this was a pivotal period.She expanded her magical repertoire. Gaining exposure to esoteric rituals, advanced alchemy, and experimental magic previously restricted to a handful of scholars.The studies cultivated both her intellect and her caution. It would also plant a seed of curiosity.At the age of eighteen, as an addition to her studies, Azrelle was often required to accompany her father on campaigns to villages and towns. She was expected to learn Wren’s policies firsthand and observe the realities of governance and political influence.Azrelle’s position in the noble family imposed strict limits upon her adventurous nature and boundless curiosity.She longed to learn of the world beyond her nation’s borders, to discover new wildlife, unfamiliar races, and distant cultures.More than that, she wished to understand the rival nations that kept Wren in a constant state of fear, and to uncover the reasons behind a war that had endured for decades.Her father, Aldamor, stood firmly against involving Wren in the affairs or conflicts of its surrounding nations. Through his leadership, he and his family had thus far succeeded in keeping Wren and its lands free from the ravages of war.He did not share Azrelle’s aspirations, nor did he support the roles she wished to pursue as an adult.At first glance, Azrelle appeared no different from any other youth of her time. She resented the fame and rigid expectations that came with her family’s name, as well as the difficulty it created in forming genuine friendships. Yet despite this, she loved her family deeply and remained close to both her mother and father, no matter how often they found themselves weary of her adventurous misdoings.During her time at the School of the Forbidden Arts, Azrelle learned more of famous and forbidden veil draughts. Potent concoctions capable of magically altering a person’s appearance to resemble someone else. While these draughts were commonly used in outlying villages, their use within the main city of Starling was strictly forbidden, as wards dissolved any such enchantments.Undeterred by restrictions, Azrelle often disguised herself with veil draughts to slip beyond the city walls whenever she returned home for holidays. She took great delight in wandering the smaller villages and towns, observing the unique traditions of the citizens and the lives of their people.On these excursions she frequently carried small trinkets and gifts, leaving them with ailing children in infirmaries or orphanages.These visits nurtured both her compassion and her curiosity, allowing her to experience the world beyond the rigid confines of her noble upbringing.Her father, having been of a similar mind in his youth, quietly permitted these excursions. Aware of her secret outings, he granted her limited leniency and stationed a distant guard to watch over her from afar. Azrelle, however, never knew she was being protected and followed.Her mother actively encouraged these outings, believing they would help shape Azrelle into a compassionate and capable leader.Both her mother and sister delighted in listening to the stories of Azrelle’s adventures, eagerly soaking in her tales upon her return. Together, they bonded over village gossip and experimented with new hobbies, many of which Azrelle had learned from the people she met while away at school.

Wren: The Forgotten Nation

• History of Wren
• Nightingale Family
• Noble Houses
• Azrelle's Life in Wren
• The Final Days of Wren

The Final Days of Wren

Before Azrelle could complete her final years of schooling the war between the two nations bordering Wren escalated with alarming speed. Almost as if some unseen magical force had hastened its advance.Reports arrived from far out villages and towns on both sides of Starling. Both carrying reports of the growing panic of civilians witnessing the conflict’s rapid spread.Not long after House Vireo sent an urgent summons to the Nightingales: Starling and its noble families were to evacuate immediately.The message left no room for delay and the sense of impending danger weighed heavily on all who received it.The city, once a bastion of order and tradition, now bracing for chaos as the shadow of war crept ever closer.Aldamor commanded the noble houses to begin readying to flee northward into the neighboring nation. The territory being unfamiliar to the people of Wren yet the only remaining route to safety.Eliellara made swift arrangements for the members of House Towhee to escape alongside her children. She chose to remain with Aldamor offering her healing skills and preparing for the perilous journey ahead.Azrelle, however, could not bring herself to follow a path that would separate her from her parents. She was unwilling to abandon them even in the face of danger. Her resolve as fierce as her fear of the unknown.On their last day together....Azrelle pleaded with her mother to allow her to remain with her and her father for the journey north.Eliellara insisted she depart that morning alongside Imizael and Ilarian.Before they separated Eliellara supplied Azrelle with a decent size pouch of gold along with a map marked with a rendezvous point to be used should they become separated. She instructed Azrelle to also bring several small vials of concealment draughts for emergencies.Aldamor assured Azrelle and her siblings that he and their mother would follow that evening and catch up with them along the road. Farewells were exchanged with heavy unspoken fear.Imizael and Ilarian departed with the Towhee house members a few hours later.Azrelle did not.Barely a month into her nineteenth birthday she could not bring herself to leave without knowing her parents would leave and be safe to travel.Rather than meeting the Towhees as planned she returned to her family home one last time.Her parents were gone.She assumed she had missed their departure and was already outside of Starling. She quickly rummaged the house.She gathered what little she could carry... medicines, a couple changes of clothing, treasured family heirlooms, and her mother’s books, the same volumes they had studied together when she was a child. Whatever she could fit into two small carrying bags that would not weigh her down.After making it outside the city gates, Azrelle used a veil draught to disguise herself and begin her journal to the docks two villages north of the capital.That night...The war finally reached Wren’s southern borders. The speed magnified with an unnatural force.The air was thick with the smell of burning wood. The clash of metal and the sound of screams carried on the wind. But nothing could be seen from a distance through the smoke.After crossing the small body of water that rested between Starling and the northern villages Azrelle began to search for signs of her parents or siblingsAlong the road she fell in with a small group of villagers also fleeing north. Surrounded by others she felt safer and convinced that moving with them would bring her to her family more quickly.When they reached the next town Azrelle realized her family was not there.Panic swelled as more people flooded the streets. They were scrambling to gather belongings and escape before the war crossed the waters outside of Starling.Azrelle searched desperately asking anyone who would listen.Where was her family? Had anyone seen them?She remained with the small group until they reached the location marked upon her mother's map. An elder elven woman urged Azrelle to continue north with them to the next village before the forest edge.Azrelle refused.She had to wait. She was certain her family would arrive soon.Travelers from across Wren passed through the town and Azrelle spoke with as many as she could. None had seen Aldamor or Eliellara. She waited a full day. Her family never came.At last she accepted that she could not remain at this location any longer.Perhaps her family were already ahead of her.. she told herself while clinging to the thought as she resumed her journey north alone this time.Fear weighed heavily upon her. She hoped that she would soon see her family again.A week passes. Villages in the forest and another town before the large ocean would open before her path northward.Still.. Not a sign of hee family.When she finally reached the coastline, the ocean before her was an unfamiliar world.Beyond the endless stretch of ocean laid distant trees and lands known to her only through fairy tales.Much of the neighboring lands knowledge was kept beyond her reach. Only upon her twenty first birthday would she learn of outer nations and how Wren's governing applied to them.The sea between her and that horizon felt impossibly vast.She had no other choice. Wren was being consumed by war and if she did not attempt to reach this new world the same fate would surely claim her.Thus began Azrelle’s journey of survival... alone.

Life After Wren

• Survival
• To New Friendships
• Pren
• All the Feels
• Grief & All Its Truth
• Acceptance
• Obsession & The Ritual
• Pulled Away

Survival

Several outlets on the coastline were already abandoned.Azrelle traveled for several days trying to find a port that had activity.She found shelter wherever she could.She slept in a few caves, abandoned homes, the old port buildings or high in the branches of trees.During the daylight hours she foraged what little the land would offer, or she found in abandoned homes. She bathed in streams and lakes and managed to keep moving.She tried to keep count of days. Time was a blur to her.What felt to her like a month had passed before she finally reached a small port lined with fishing boats, modest ships, and bustling merchants.It was the first sign of living people she had seen in some time.Joy surged within her. Surely her parents had reached this port and boarded a ship bound north.She questioned everyone she encountered, asking if they had seen Aldamor or Eliellara, or witnessed them boarding a vessel.Each response was the same... shaking heads and uncertain shrugs.With every unanswered question her hope of seeing her family again began to lessen.Using a larger portion of the gold her mother had given her, Azrelle secured passage aboard a small ship crossing the ocean leading to the northern nation.The ship’s sleeping quarters were cramped but they offered a comfort she had not known in a while. For the first time in weeks she allowed herself to rest and gather her thoughts. To breathe and to grieve for the family she now fears has been lost.Several weeks passed before the ship finally docked along the coast opposite Wren’s northern shore.The weather held clear for the entirety of the journey making the voyage brief and uneventful.Unsure of where to go next Azrelle lingered near the docks for a time.Questioning everyone she could in hopes of finding any sign of her parents or siblings.With her supply of veil draughts exhausted she kept herself hidden beneath a cloak and hood.She ventured into crowds only when necessary. She was unknown here. A foreigner to this land and its people.Snatches of unfamiliar tongues drifted through the air. The sheer variety of races and walks of life she encountered stirred a quiet excitement within her.At night she slipped through shadowed alleys to secluded corners where she could rest unseen. Come daybreak she moved further from the docks heading towards the town in the distance.Everyone person she passed and stopped asking whether they had seen a man and woman matching her parents’ descriptions.The answer was always the same. No.After several days she had hoped her family had already passed through these lands. She continued onward, clinging to the hope that the next town might bring her closer to them.After a week of travel she arrived at a large town nestled against the edge of the woods.Tired. Alone. In need of proper shelter.The town looked promising to Azrelle.She secured a room at an inn near the town’s center. Nothing like her home in Wren but her options were few.There she rested for four full days before finally venturing beyond the safety of her room.To the innkeeper she offered only vague details and a carefully crafted story about her origins and reason for traveling. He was kind and sympathetic to her situation. He donated leftover clothing and small necessities to help her along. In return, Azrelle assisted him with cleaning and tending to customers.Two weeks pass.Her supply of gold dwindled and still she found no trace of her parents or siblings.The fear that she might never see them again settled heavily upon her. She wavered between pressing deeper into the unfamiliar land or remaining near the towns closest to the port.Hoping.. perhaps foolishly.. that her family might one day arrive.If she stayed she would need more gold.She would need work to survive. She set her mind to finding just that.A job.One evening she found herself further from the port town than she had expected. She could see the back edge of lined with trees and routes going in.Curious, she wanted to see more.Wearing her usual cloak and hood for disguise. Still uneasy about the safety of the outer town or whether someone might recognize her true identity.She reached the forest’s entrance and felt an irresistible pull to venture further. But as she stepped forward something snagged on the hem of her cloak causing her to lose her footing and stumbled.She fell backwards slightly and onto a man kneeling beside another figure curled on the ground.Whether the person was asleep or unconscious she could not tell.She quickly apologized to the man while brushing herself off. The man quickly rose to his feet and offered his hand in assistance. Azrelle trying to conceal her face could see from the side that the man was strikingly good looking.He had dark hair and light blue eyes. He stood taller than her and had a solid, stocky build, that she noticed right away. He seemed entirely human to her at first glance.She declined his help with a quick word of thanks and began to turn away.Before she could step back he gently grabbed her hand from beneath her cloak while pressing a finger to his lips. His head tilted nodding toward the figure on the ground.Azrelle’s eyes followed his gesture.What was the gentleman trying to tell her? She wondered.The gentleman now moved to her side while stepping over a small raised patch of dirt and gestured for her to follow.She felt uneasy. She hesitated. Something about his demeanor told her it was safe to obey.As she crossed over the small pile of dirt the bottom of her cloak brushed against the ground and revealed a string that ran from the sleeping man’s hand along the earth and ended tied to a nearby tree.A trap? She thought. Curiosity pricked at her.What was the man trying to catch?The gentleman leaned close, whispering that the sleeping man was mostly harmless but it was best to avoid him unless you wanted ramblings to turn troublesome. He described the passed out man as a drunkard who liked to snare strays wandering into the woods.Azrelle nodded brushing dirt and leaves from her cloak. In doing so, her hood slipped back onto her shoulders, revealing her face and feline features to the gentleman.Panic surged. She had not been veiled.Reflexively she reached to pull her hood back over her head, but the gentleman stopped her gently.“It looks better down,” he murmured while his blue eyes met hers with an almost playful warmth.Azrelle felt her cheeks grow warm then fixed her gaze on the ground.She wondered who this man was... and why she was still standing beside him.This wasn’t like her but her curiosity about him was stronger than her caution.He offered to walk her back into town. She agreed with caution.They followed a well-worn trail. A dirt path leading back toward the town.Their conversation stayed light. Touching on minor details of the area.The gentleman pointed out local shops in various directions. His tone reserved and careful. He was mysterious but Azrelle felt a surprising sense of ease in his presence.She repeated the same made-up story she had told the innkeeper. He listened quietly while absorbing every word without judgment.He told her of a safe route through the woods for her and casually mentioned that his home laid just a few yards to the northwest.After some time he offered to buy a meal for them back in town. But Azrelle declined politely. She explained she was tired and wished to return home.They walked together toward the town in companionable silence.Before parting ways he offered dinner again, but this time, he would prepare it for her on a day of her choosing. And offered to teach her more of the local area.Azrelle couldn’t help but wonder if he doubted her story...Could he know her parents? Could he know who she really was?Or was he simply trying to be friendly. Her mind wondered.After a moment shook the thought from her mind.It seemed far-fetched. No one she had met so far had shown any hint of knowing her family.Still... she agreed to meet him again in three days.He agreed and left her with a small handshake at the inn’s door. Azrelle felt a flutter of excitement. A giddy warmth that made her forget the weight of the past several months.This was new. This was strange.This was… thrilling.Back in her room at the inn, however, guilt crept in.She chastised herself for feeling drawn to a stranger she barely knew.The next day she spoke with the innkeeper about possible jobs in town. He directed her to the bar next door explaining that townsfolk and traveling merchants often posted help-wanted notices along the side wall inside.Azrelle thanked him and hurried to the tavern next door to see what work she could find.Several parchments were posted.Many written in scripts she could not read. After careful searching she found one in a language she understood: delivering baked goods.Simple enough, she thought.Returning to the barkeep she asked who the employer might be. He described an elderly couple who could be found in the merchant square. Following his directions Azrelle left to locate them.Fortunately, the notice had been recently posted. The couple needed someone to deliver bread to two elderly women in town. The task reminded her of errands she had done for her mother as a child, and she felt at ease taking it on.By the end of the day, the couple was delighted with how swiftly Azrelle had delivered their goods.They offered her a steady position, delivering orders as they came in.Azrelle gladly accepted and the happy couple paid her enough gold to secure a few more nights at the inn.A couple days later, it was time for her to meet the gentleman for the meal he had promised.She hesitated... debating whether or not to go.She barely knew him and still did not know his name.Yet the promise of a free meal, and perhaps a chance to learn more of the town, tipped the scales.She decided it was an opportunity she could not pass up.

Life After Wren

• Survival
• To New Friendships
• Pren
• All the Feels
• Grief & All Its Truth
• Acceptance
• Obsession & The Ritual
• Pulled Away

To New Friendships

Azrelle waited at the spot where they had agreed to meet, her mind racing as she tried to recall every detail from that night.Lost in her thoughts and quietly muttering to herself, she did not notice him approaching until he spoke beside her.“You look nice,” he said with a smile.She giggled softly and felt a flush rise to her cheeks. He was just being kind, she told herself. Though she hardly felt dressed nicely, wearing the worn clothes the innkeeper had given her.They made their way into the woods, and he began pointing out the different types of trees and various wild fruits. She smiled, absorbing this new knowledge about the land.Their conversation turned to wildlife.What was good to cook, what to avoid, even the strange insects that wandered the forest floor. Azrelle had never been excited to learn about bugs, but somehow, this made her feel alive again. Even the simplest things, like a bug, felt wondrous.They arrived at a wooden house in a clearing. It reminded her of the village homes she had seen with her father, with stacks of wood and unfinished furniture scattered about.As they walked through the clearing, he spoke of his woodworking and how he and his late father had built the home themselves. It was here that she finally learned his name: Daedalus.He mentioned that his father had died just short of thirty years ago. Azrelle paused, something about the date seemed strange. Daedalus did not appear to be over thirty himself.Before she could stop herself, she blurted out, “How old would you be then..?”She immediately covered her mouth, mortified. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to be rude. You need not answer that.”Daedalus chuckled softly. “You wouldn’t believe my age if I told you truthfully.,” he said.She assumed it was a joke. He looked older than herself, but she could not tell in years. Something about him seemed different though.Perhaps his life was hard and the wisdom aged him, she thought. Not wanting to dwell on the awkwardness, she quickly changed the subject.Their evening continued. Time passed as they talked mostly of the local area while they ate the meal he prepared.She learned that this part of the southern nation was occupied mostly by settlers who traveled here from the neighboring lands.She also learned that many townsfolk knew of Wren by its name only and many have settled in this area after fleeing fromt one of the two nations at war. They wall wanting for a better life for themselves and families.She felt comfortable with knowing she was not alone; but she still would not reveal who she truly was to anyone yet.Azrelle told Daedalus she had work the next day but she would very much like to meet again to learn more from him about the town and other areas nearby.He seemed happy with the suggestion but informed her it would need to be postponed as he was leaving for a trip to deliver a piece of furniture that was over due to its owner. And that he should return in a week.She retired back at the inn.(Much more to tell... let's speed time up alittle...)Over the next four months, Azrelle and Daedalus continued to meet.He accompanied her to visit and explore a few of the nearby towns just outside the woods of his home.She would wait for him to return from his hunts or trips to sell his woodworking and kept herself busy with odd jobs for visiting merchants.Most meetings took place in the evenings if it were just the two of them, often times during the day if they were visiting new shops and varying locations.Other times it was at his home. Mostly due to Daedalus needing to finish a piece of furniture.It gave Azrelle a glimpses into his craft and daily life.Over these months he taught her many new things relating to this new world she calls home for now.She gradually became familiar with the surrounding towns, their people, and the woods around his home.At times, he even entrusted her with checking on his home while he was away and he would return with small gifts for her. Unique trinkets, books or literature he found interesting or anything regarding alchemy that he thought she would enjoy.Azrelle looked forward to the books Daedalus brought back for her the most.Eagerly absorbing new alchemy techniques and testing ingredients. Although much of it was similar to what she already knew, she still enjoyed applying new ways to new recipes in her free time.She became fascinated by his stories and began to believe he embellished them for her entertainment.Occasionally she found herself daydreaming about traveling alongside him on his further out trips. To experience those new areas and possible adventures firsthand.Her ambitions grew as well.She imagined one day opening her own shop to sell the alchemy items she created. Inspired by the knowledge and skills she was gaining under Daedalus’ traveling gifts.(If I didn't lose you yet.. keep going. It's about to get good. I promise.)One afternoon, after finishing a job filling bottles for a merchant, Azrelle met Daedalus at the bar next door to the inn where she still resided.He seemed tense... troubled even.Was he ill, she wondered? Had he not sold any furniture on this recent trip? she thought.She had never seen him like this before and she wasn’t sure it would be appropriate to ask of it.She kept her thoughts to herself for moment.The bar grew noisier as the crowd swelled.A small group of hunters entered. Laughing and talking loudly about their recent hunt. They sat at a table beside Azrelle and Daedalus. They continued to joke and began arguing over who had landed the killing blow on the beast they had slain just hours earlier.Daedalus’ jaw tightened with each rising cheer or yell from the group. His annoyance growing on his face after each bang on the table of their hands and cups.On instinct Azrelle reached out to touch his arm. A quiet gesture meant to comfort him.But as her hand brushed his skin he jerked away sharply and a flash of fangs beyond his lips caught her off guard. His face appearance angered.Shock froze her and in that moment. Daedalus’ mood worsened and without a word he stormed out of the bar.Alarmed by his actions, Azrelle placed a few gold coins on the table and hurried outside after him.He moved swiftly ahead. His pace brisk but not quite a run. She tried to catch up to him.“Please, slow down!” she called out to him, but he did not pause. She quickened her steps more.“P...Please... wait!” Still...he ignored her.Frustration. She stopped and yelled. “Stop!” This time, he movement stopped and his head hung low.Azrelle ran up to him. They stood in the clearing in the woods half way to his home. He did not turn to face her.She stopped a few feet behind where he stood. Catching her breath and managed to ask... “What is wrong with you? What happened back there?”He paused. His voice low as he apologized for his behavior. He then requested she return home. It was late and he wished to be alone.Azrelle frowned. Confusion swirling in her mind. Was he upset with her? Had she truly seen fangs? She tried to replay the image in her mind. Could he be… like her, in some way? She thought.Her mind raced with questions from this new possible knowledge of him.Daedalus turned his head over his shoulder pleading. “Please Azrelle… return home.”Azrelle hesitated. She did not want to leave.“I don’t want to cause you any discomfort,” he added, his voice steady but insistent. “I’ll explain everything tomorrow.”She refused again. Slowly, she inched closer to the side of him facing her, desperate to see his face. Wanting to see know if her view of fangs were only in her mind.His arm extended to block her path once she got closer to him. His posture stiff and guarded.Azrelle stopped just short of his outstretched hand. She heard a deep sigh escape him as her own hand brushed against his.What is happening? She wondered.Her fingers began to tingle. Her light magic stirred unexpectedly. A faint glowing white light reflected from her hand.Daedalus noticed as well. His expression remained unreadable but it was as if he had seen light magic before.Flustered she quickly hid her hand and turned away.“I suppose I was right when I sensed magic from you upon our first meeting.” he said quietly still looking at her with his head tilted in her direction.Azrelle froze. He knows of my magic...? She thought while her heart beat increased as she worried.They had never spoken of her abilities now has she displayed any since coming to this land. She had yet to see anyone in town practice magic publicly. Was magic even known in this land? She pondered.Why would he think she possessed it before now? Her curiosity deepened with every passing second.She drew her hand slightly forward. Twisting her wrist and moving her fingers above her face. Studying the magic aura as if seeing it for the first time.Why was her light magic acting this way... why now? She wondered.“I inherited the ability to sense magic from my mother,” Daedalus continued “I noticed yours the first time we met, though I was uncertain of its nature.”They stood in silence for a moment.Azrelle still struggling to understand his behavior. She asked about the incident at the bar.She was wondering if her reaction to his fangs had embarrassed him.Before he could answer, she spun around to stand in front of him finally and flashed her own fangs to him.He half smiled at her gesture. He then placed his hand out in front of her mouth and parted her lips with his finger to touch her fangs. A small smirk curled his face before he withdrew his hand.“I haven’t seen natural fangs like yours in a very long time,” he said quietly. “What you think you saw of mine… were nothing natural.”Azrelle’s mind raced. What could be unnatural about his fangs?She remembered her father’s. She could even remember her brother’s and the pride she had always felt in sharing those features with them. and at times even teasing their sister for not having them as well.Now, she realized there was something extraordinary about Daedalus… something she could not yet comprehend.Trying to make sense of it, Azrelle decided to share small details of her family’s feline and human-eld features to Daedalus. Revealing for the first time some truthful details of herself and her lineage.Daedalus listened without interruption. His light blue eyes fixed attentively on her face as she spoke.Despite the weight of what she was sharing Azrelle felt comfortable. Almost at ease. She trusted him with these personal truths.There was something familiar about him. An unspoken understanding that put her at ease.The time they had spent together had become precious to her. She was unsure what she was feeling for him in this moment.... but she trusted him.Minutes passed and they continued talking. Azrelle talking of her life in Wren and her family. Her thoughts wandered back to his earlier comment about natural and unnatural fangs.Why had he described his as such? she wonderedDaedalus rarely spoke of his personal life outside his travels... which only deepened Azrelle's curiosity.He expressed concern over revealing too much at such a late hour. And he feared that some details might change or even ruin their friendship.Azrelle was puzzled. She believed they shared mutual trust. His words only sparked more questions in her mind.“Nothing would change between us,” she assured him gently. “I only wish that you open up to me more.”She feared her request might be too bold given they were just friends but she hoped he would trust her enough to share more personal details of his own life as she just had.Daedalus looked at her then sighed softly. “It’s too late tonight,” he said with a gentle but honest smile. “Let me walk you home. I promise to share more tomorrow evening.”Azrelle agreed. Her heart lighter as they made their way back to the town.Anticipation and curiosity already stirring for their next meeting.The following day was a blur.Azrelle’s mind was focused on the evening ahead while she made it through her daily routine working for the local vendors.As she approached the spot they would always meet at, she did not find Daedalus there. Instead, there was a courier waiting for her with a letter. He man politely apologized on Daedalus's behalf and left the letter with her.Daedalus detailed that he had left the night before on a last-minute trip and he would send word upon his return.Azrelle felt disappointed and a bit annoyed. But she did not know the full story behind the sudden trip..So she waited.

Life After Wren

• Survival
• To New Friendships
• Pren
• All the Feels
• Grief & All Its Truth
• Acceptance
• Obsession & The Ritual
• Pulled Away

Pren

More than a week passed.Azrelle anxiously awaited word from Daedalus. She kept herself busy with work around town, trying to fill her mind with tasks so the days would pass more quickly.In that time a new merchant had arrived in town seeking to hire a helper.Similar in appearance to the House Dunnock, however, the merchant had thicker skin, larger hands and feet, and a presence that felt unfamiliar yet intriguing.Azrelle knew she hadn’t traveled far into the north eastern lands yet so encountering someone so different was enticing.The job itself was simple: selling parchment maps to travelers passing through.Azrelle didn’t mind working for traveling merchants. It reminded her of the days she had accompanied her father to villages overseen by the Siskin and Dunnock houses.The merchant named Pren was clever and persuasive. She had aa raspy, deliberate voice that made her wares irresistible to passing travelers.She hired Azrelle right away.Azrelle tried to emulate Pren’s approach. She spent extra time with each potential customer but found herself struggling. Selling a simple map should have been easy for her.She was usually adept at convincing travelers to purchase her own wares.She frowned at her failure.Why wasn’t she able to sell a single map? She pondered on.Pren didn’t scold her. Each day she paid Azrelle for her efforts and offered encouragement while letting her learn at her own pace.On Pren’s sixth and final day in town, she gifted Azrelle what she called a “special map.”At first glance it looked just like the maps Azrelle had spent the past six days trying to sell.Confused but curious. Azrelle accepted it and wished Pren safe travels. Pren left with a wide grin, clearly pleased with her sales.Azrelle didn’t think much of the map at the time. Back at the inn she carefully stored it in a box by her bed.A keepsake from Pren... a new friend she hoped to see again.Two months had passed with no word from Daedalus still.She worried over the length of his absence. Her mind often drifting to thoughts of him.She kept herself busy with work to avoid dwelling on her concerns.Finally, after four months away, a messenger arrived with a letter from Daedalus.He requested that she visit him at his home that evening. It struck her as unusual that he had sent a messenger again rather than coming himself, especially since this was the longest trip he had taken since she’d known him.Nonetheless, her excitement overcame any doubts. She was thrilled to know he had returned safely.

Life After Wren

• Survival
• To New Friendships
• Pren
• All the Feels
• Grief & All Its Truth
• Acceptance
• Obsession & The Ritual
• Pulled Away

All the Feels

Instead of working that day she went shopping for a small gift for Daedalus.After finding nothing she thought he would enjoy she stopped at a cloth merchant on her way back. A beautiful pearl-white dress with ornate silver lace along the sleeves and hem caught her eye. It reminded her of dresses her mother wore for special family dinners.Eager Azrelle bargained with the merchant until she secured the dress then raced back to the inn.She carefully folded it and placed it aside, planning to wear it that evening for Daedalus.As she prepared for the evening, nerves began to tangle in Azrelle’s stomach remembering their last night together. She wondered if Daedalus would remember his promises, if he would truly open up to her, and whether anything he said could change the feelings that had begun to stir in her.The more she thought about him, the more anxious she became. Her mind flooded with images of his face, retracing every line and expression in memory.Had he changed in the past four months? She wondered. Had she changed? She thought anxiously.And the dress... what meaning did it carry? Was she unconsciously trying to send him a message?She groaned and stomped her feet in frustration. “What is wrong with you!?” she muttered to herself, pacing back and forth in front of her bed. “You’re acting like a fool…”Pacing slower now while dragging a hand through her hair. “Why am I nervous suddenly? I’m acting like a smitten fool.”Then she paused.Could she… love Daedalus?Was this what was making her panic?She had never considered what life might be like with a partner. Until now, her focus had been on her studies, her duties, and her future as the next ruler of her nation. Her father would have chosen her husband with her. A proper match with suitable upbringing. Someone to rule beside her.What if this is love? She wondered. How would she even know if he felt the same?Shaking her head, she tried to steady herself. Being in love was foolish, she told herself. They were only friends.Yes, just friends.She and Daedalus had never spoken of anything so intimate. She was far too young for such things anyway, she told herself.Daedalus could never love her. Not truly, she felt. Especially since she had yet to be fully honest with him about her family.Her life, up until a year and a half ago, had been strictly for one purpose: to be the next ruler. Study, mastery, and responsibility. There had been no room for romance.“Ruler… I was meant to be the next ruler,” she whispered to herself. The word hanging in the air like a reminder of all she had been trained for.Azrelle’s home, for all she knew, was gone. Destroyed in the chaos of war. Her family either missing or perished while fleeing. She remembered the last day she had been with them and felt a wave of sorrow wash over her.Memories of her parents came flooding back.Her mother telling bedtime stories of her father in battle. The way they had loved one another openly, never missing a moment to show it even publicly. Memories of her brother and sister during her holidays at home.Beautiful memories she had buried under the weight of survival, now surfacing all at once.She had focused solely on surviving and learning a new way of life. For a fleeting moment, she had found herself happy again.Guilt rushed in to meet that fleeting joy.How could she feel happiness when her family and homeland were gone?She wished to be reunited with them.She berated herself for not staying with her brother and sister.Grief.Pain.It consumed her. She fell to the edge of bed, tears flowing with each memory playing in her mind.That night, she did not meet Daedalus.

Life After Wren

• Survival
• To New Friendships
• Pren
• All the Feels
• Grief & All Its Truth
• Acceptance
• Obsession & The Ritual
• Pulled Away

Grief and All Its Truth

Azrelle stayed in her room at the inn for the next three days. Mourning in silence.The innkeeper, quietly attentive, slipped small parchment notes under her door and left her food.She read the notes carefully. Most were from her usual employers, wishing her well. One, however, was from Daedalus.He expressed concern for her. He wished to visit but would await her permission.She did not respond.She needed time to gather herself.She questioned her feelings repeatedly. Trying to understand the strange tangle of sorrow and longing inside her.She missed him. She wanted to see him again. She wanted to tell him… that she loved him. She feared he might not feel the same.The following day, she returned to work for the elderly couple, delivering their baked goods. Once her tasks were completed, she set out for the woods, heading toward Daedalus’ home.Her heart pounded.Anticipation. Grief.A quiet hope that comfort could still be found.From a distance Azrelle could see Daedalus outside. Working on a new piece of furniture he looked focused, absorbed, and dare she hoped... happy.Perhaps it wasn’t a good time to interrupt, she thought. But Daedalus noticed her and waved her over, setting down his tools and stopping his work.They exchanged brief greetings before Azrelle confided that she had needed time to grieve her family. He listened without judgment, nodding in understanding.“If you have no plans,” he offered gently, “I can prepare us dinner.” She did not, and so she accepted.As Daedalus busied himself in the kitchen, he spoke of his long journey further to the northeast. He explained that it had taken longer than usual to return home due to not knowing of the area much.Azrelle questioned his words in her mind sensing there was more to his delay but remained silent.In her mind she reasoned that he had postponed his return out of cowardice. Perhaps he had not been ready to face her after their last meeting. Or that he felt ashamed of his behavior.She reassured him softly, “You have no reason to worry. I’m just glad you made it home safely.”She realized with a small pang of guilt, that she too had postponed visiting him out of her own feelings of hesitation and grief.Daedalus smiled faintly, insisting he bore no ill feelings. “We’re both dealing with the weight of our past,” he noted.Azrelle’s curiosity stirred.She often wondered what he meant by “his past.” She imaged fragments of his childhood he rarely shared.Her mind returned to the incident at the bar. The memory of his fangs, his sudden departure and for four months she had quietly longed for understanding.After dinner, still hesitant but unable to ignore the question any longer, she finally asked, “Daedalus… about that night in the bar… why did you leave so suddenly? I… I feared it was something I did, that I upset you when I tried to comfort you.”He paused, shaking his head gently.“No,” he said. “It wasn’t that. I would like to explain what happened that night so your mind can be at ease.”Azrelle’s heart slowed for a moment. Finally, she may understand. She nodded and listened.He told Azrelle that shortly before their last meeting he had felt a shift in his feelings toward her. The thought unsettled him, bringing anger and frustration.A large part of his life, he said, was a burden he had never wished upon anyone. And the idea of a life together with her felt impossible, and he could only see it as punishment for meeting someone like her.Azrelle listened quietly, unsure when to speak, her thoughts occasionally drifting from his words.He admitted he had allowed himself to feed these feelings. Letting hope of happiness enter his mind. Then before long he realized he begin to want a life with her. Curious if she might feel the same.He hesitated a brief moment, his expression darkened. He motioned toward his mouth and revealed his own set of fangs.Azrelle’s confusion deepened.“I am not like you,” he said softly. “My life… my being… it is far different, far darker.”He continued telling her that his family was one of the last known vampire lineages. He was not of Wren, not of any place she would know of.To Azrelle vampires were nothing more than myths and folktales. She had never imagined they could exist, much less encounter one in the flesh.Azrelle remained silent. Struggling to process this revelation.Daedalus shared his story further.He had been sired by the woman who had raised him as her own.A plague ravaged their homeland and his mother believed it was the only way to save him from certain death.After he was sired and awoken anew. His mother revealed the truth about himself and how his biological mother had died during childbirth and had been a maid to her close friend.She was unable to bear children of her own in her vampire state. So she accepted him as hers and raised him along with her husband whom Daedalus calls his father.He admitted that he struggled for a time to come to terms with the change.Although he did not agree fully with his mother's decision, he understood it and he stayed close to the parents who had raised him.They managed to survive by finding a new home and lived off the land until they were able to regain a comfortable lifestyle.Azrelle remembered him mentioning shortly after they met that his father had died thirty years ago.Her eyes widened with curiosity. “How old… are you?” she asked, her voice soft but direct.“I have lived for 112 years,” he replied, “though my immortality began at twenty-three.”She only nodded. Listening intently as he recounted further details of his life. Each revelation layered awe, curiosity, and a strange sense of unease.Everything about him... the fangs, the longevity, and his foreign origin, was unlike anything she had ever known.Daedalus spoke of his younger years. Admitting that he had resisted becoming a vampire through early adulthood.He understood what it meant to live such a life. Constant flight, moving from place to place every decade to avoid detection. He had been forced to live in near-total isolation, never forming friendships or finding many close loved ones.Now, only a handful of his kind remained. The life of a vampire had taught him caution and patience, and he felt most at ease in the forests and woods, often far from the paths where travelers might wander.Azrelle remained silent. Absorbing everything. She thought of the man she had known. All the laughter he brought back to her, the shared knowledge he opened her mind to, the quiet moments in the woods with him that gave her a calm peace.She felt a strange mixture of curiosity and the stirring of feelings she could not yet name. Everything about Daedalus was extraordinary and unknowable.Still... She trusted him more than anyone she had met in this new world.Coming from a world she knew held far more than the books she had read believed his words and the tales of his life.Throughout the night, they spoke of the hardships of being a vampire.The need for blood, the weight of immortality, and how his family had slowly faded over time. Hunted and misunderstood by new generations who could not comprehend their nature in the beginning.They ended the evening in a quiet agreement to take time apart. To give each other space to reflect privately on the feelings they both harbored.Before parting Daedalus entrusted Azrelle with a journal chronicling the past thirty years of his life after his father’s death.A life he claims was lived largely alone. He mentioned other journals of his earlier life after being sired, but warned that it was unpleasant and he would think long before sharing them.He hoped that with knowing more of his life, she would see him not as a creature, but as the person she had come to think as a dear friend.They agreed to write to one another when they felt ready to meet again.Daedalus reached out first. Just two days later.He sent a detailed letter in which he revealed his feelings and his desire to be with Azrelle. He asked that she either visit him or reply in kind, though he promised to wait as long as it took for her decision.Azrelle continued her work in town. Keeping herself busy. Her mind wandering more than usual.She found herself daydreaming about what life might be like with Daedalus.At times she even wondered what it would mean if she were to become a vampire like him. Imagining it despite everything she already knew of their kind.The thought brought both fear and fascination. She quickly shook it from her mind trying to focus instead on the anticipation of their next meeting.During this time, Pren returned to town and rehired Azrelle. Over their previous visits, the two had grown close, and Azrelle felt comfortable confiding in her. She spoke of her feelings for Daedalus but kept the details of his past and true nature to herself, needing only someone to listen.Pren seemed genuinely thrilled for her friend. With a knowing smile, she remarked that she had already guessed Azrelle’s feelings from the way she would talk about him.Azrelle blushed. Grateful for the reassurance and found comfort in having someone with whom she could share her thoughts without fear or judgment.That evening after work, Azrelle sat and read Daedalus’ letter over and over. Analyzing every word.Searching for hidden meanings that might reveal something she had missed. In truth, it was not his words that frightened her. It was the unknown that awakened within herself.She had no fear of him or of what he was. What unsettled her was that she did not know how one became a partner to another. She had never been taught how to love, only how to rule, how to study, how to endure the life that was planned for her since the day she was born.She knew only from displays from her family and observations from others. It seemed natural. She was curious why it was hard for her now.She went to sleep tired from overthinking.The next morning, she sat down to write her reply. It was not brief nor guarded. Azrelle laid bare both her feelings and her fears.She started by telling him the full truth of who she was. She did not leave bits out as she did before when she talked of her old life with him.Of Wren. Of House Nightingale. A life shaped by duty rather than choice.Of a crown she had once been meant to wear.She spoke of her family and her fears of them having been scattered or slain. The guilt she carried for having found moments of happiness in a world that had taken so much from her.She did not write as a noble nor as a scholar, but simply as herself. She admitted her inexperience without shame, only honesty.Much of her life had been spent away from home. Moving from school to school, learning and training of her magic and government policies. Never the quiet truths of shared lives or close friends sharing secrets.She had not grown up watching married couples in their ordinary moments. Had not seen what devotion looked like when doors were closed and the world was kept out. Love, to her, was something she understood in theory, not in practice.She told him plainly that she did not yet know what it meant to be a couple. How intimacy unfolded. How closeness was shared between two people. Or how two lives learned the shape of one to fit another. She had never even allowed herself the safety of liking someone, let alone touching in such ways.She realized it was the physical nearness and acts that frightened her most. The vulnerability of being fully seen, of being held, and the bot knowing what was expected of her.She faltered then. Her thoughts straying in directions unfamiliar to her. She wondered, hesitantly.What would being a vampire might mean in such closeness? She thought. How it might shape their physical nature.The questions embarrassed her even as they formed.Was she meant to think of such things? She asked herself out loud.Was curiosity the same as impropriety?She felt warmth rise to her cheeks.“Oh.. I must not think of such naughty things...” she said to herself shaking her head, attempting to brush away the images of Daedalus that came to her mind.Unsettled by the realization that she did not even know what a naughty thought truly was. Only that whatever stirred now was new, confusing, and very much tied to him.The awareness of her own inexperience weighed on her then.Heavier than before.She knew how little she brought to such things. No practiced ease. No confidence born of familiarity. Only questions and uncertainty.She feared being awkward. Being insufficient. Feared that her slowness might become a burden rather than a tenderness.Yet when she thought of turning away, it was his presence she felt most. The patience he had already shown her. The trust that had grown between them without her quite realizing when it began.She did not feel ready. Not truly. But she felt willing. And if she were to learn at all, she could not imagine doing so with anyone else.If he would walk patiently beside her, if he would let her learn slowly, she believed she could find her way.When she sealed the letter her hands trembled. Not from doubt in her feelings, but from the vulnerability of offering her entire life to someone for the first time.Whatever Daedalus chose to do with her truth, she knew she had given it honestly and fully to him.By then the evening had came upon her. She fell into slumber with visions of him dancing across her mind.Admittedly, some that made her blush yet again.Tomorrow all her truth will be laid bare.

Life After Wren

• Survival
• To New Friendships
• Pren
• All the Feels
• Grief & All Its Truth
• Acceptance
• Obsession & The Ritual
• Pulled Away

Acceptance

The next morning she woke early to deliver the letter in person. She chose not to entrust her letter to chance. She was determined to place it in his hands rather than leave it to a courier.When she arrived the cottage stood quiet. A small note was fixed neatly to the door explaining that he had left on a short trip a few towns over and would return in a few days’ time.For a moment, disappointment flickered through her, but she steadied herself. After a brief pause, she knelt and carefully slipped her letter beneath the door hoping he would notice it as soon as he returned.A few days would give her time to steady her heart. Time to let her nerves settle. Time to lose herself in work and allow her thoughts to quiet rather than race endlessly around her.She turned back toward town and returned to her routine. Waiting for the day he would come home again.She returned back to working for the elderly couple the following day. Delivering their baked goods. She continued to ask the strangers she met along her travels about her parents and siblings. Still, no one had seen them. Not in passing tales, nor in distant towns.Azrelle came to accept the likelihood that her family had perished while fleeing their homeland. Yet even as that truth settled in her heart, she carried with her a small, stubborn spark of hope that one day she might see them again.Daedalus returned home while Azrelle was working, four days after she had left the letter.He waited for her outside Pren’s empty stall in the market, knowing she would pass that way on her return to the inn. He stood leaning against a stone pillar, calm and patient.When Azrelle saw him, she smiled.He looked as handsome as ever. But to her now, with the truth of who he was laid bare between them, it felt like she was seeing him for the first time. A warm rush flooded her chest, unfamiliar and overwhelming, yet undeniably welcome.She moved toward him slowly, as if afraid the moment might break if she hurried. With every step, her heart beat louder in her ears.The world around her seemed to soften into a quiet blur. Her breath grew shallow and her palms damp with nervous warmth.Her thoughts scattered between longing and disbelief that he was truly there before her.When he noticed her approach, he straightened and turned fully to her.His expression unreadable but intent. He walked toward her as well, closing the space between them until only a few fragile steps remained.Azrelle smiled, her lips parting as if to speak, but no words came.Before she could gather them, he lifted his hands and gently cupped her face. His touch cool and steady against her skin.Then he kissed her. Softly at firstAs though asking permission even in the act itself.The world seemed frozen in time to Azrelle.A shiver ran through her from head to toe.Her breath catching as her senses flooded with him. A faint scent of the forest clinging to his clothes, the chill of his lips, the quiet closeness she had only ever imagined before.Her light magic stirred instinctively.A faint glow shimmering around her like a breath held too long had finally been released.Slowly and shyly, she lifted her arms and wrapped them around him. She leaned into the kiss with a trembling certainty.This was her first kiss. It felt like a promise as much as a moment.Something fragile and powerful all at once.From that moment on, they were inseparable.Days turned into weeks. They spent their time together still wandering the surrounding towns. Azrelle took advantage of traveling with him from time to time to explore the shops for new alchemy wares to keep her skills evolving.Within a few months, Azrelle left her room at the inn and moved into Daedalus’ small cottage in the woods.Life settled into a peaceful rhythm that felt perfect.Too perfect.

Life After Wren

• Survival
• To New Friendships
• Pren
• All the Feels
• Grief & All Its Truth
• Acceptance
• Obsession & The Ritual
• Pulled Away

Obsession & The Ritual

Azrelle turning twenty-three made her keenly aware of how swiftly time was moving.It had now been four years since Wren fell and her family was lost to her. She still questioned every new person she met about her parents and siblings, and each time was met with the same quiet shake of the head.Over time she had learned to mourn them in silence. Her hope had grown small, but it had not vanished.She remained determined to ask, if only for the smallest chance that someone, someday, might know what became of them.Growing older weighed heavily on her mind. She began to wonder what her life would look like as the years shaped her face and body, while Daedalus remained unchanged in his youth.A quiet fear took root that, with time, his feelings for her might fade as she aged and he did not. More and more, she found herself dreaming of an eternal life beside him, untouched by years as he was.She had spoken to him of being sired before.He refused every time. He did not wish that life for her.By then Azrelle had established a small stall in the merchant square, where she sold her homemade alchemical goods to travelers and locals alike. It gave her purpose. A place in the rhythm of the town and her thoughts often wandered back to the same impossible promise.An eternity she could have if Daedalus would only agree to change her.But he would not.He knew why she wanted it, and he feared the cost more than she did.He told her he could not know what side effects might come with such a transition.He reminded her of her noble bloodline and worried that her body, shaped by generations of magical resistance, might reject the change entirely.At worst she would not transform at all and would die in his arms.She understood his fear.Her family’s bloodline had spent centuries strengthening itself against magic and disease. Scholars of forbidden arts had tested wards upon them and sampled their blood to ensure its resilience. The last she remembered, they had been working to enhance enchanted inks for tattoos, granting permanent protection spells to warriors guarding their borders.Still... she did not care.The thought of never knowing whether her family yet lived continued to haunt her. She told herself she was willing to accept either fate, life or death, but the not knowing drove her mad some days.And on others, her thoughts circled endlessly around the terror of growing old while Daedalus remained unchanged.Her mind filled with too many what ifs. She struggled to remain content in the life they shared, finding herself unable to be truly at peace unless she, too, could exist as he did.A few months passed before Pren returned to town, seeking out Azrelle at her small stall.Azrelle confided in her friend. She voiced her fears and doubts that had haunted her for the last few months.Pren listened carefully, though she had known of Daedalus’ nature long before Azrelle ever mentioned it.She had not brought it up until after the two had begun living together. Having traveled far and wide Pren had encountered a few vampires in her lifetime.It had been many, many years ago until meeting Daedalus when he and his father built their home in the woods.Pren was blunt. No filter for human sensitivities. Her kind prided themselves on honesty and a lack of concern for fragile feelings.She told Azrelle that if she truly wished to become eternal, she could take that path herself, hinting at the dark arts of alchemy that could make it possible.Azrelle knew the dangers.Blood alchemy was forbidden in Wren. The art studied only so she could recognize it or correct it if ever encountered.Tampering with it lightly or foolishly was to flirt with death.The seed Pren planted took root immediately in her mind. She could not stop thinking of it.Night after night, her thoughts returned to the possibility, the allure, the eternal life at Daedalus’ side.What began as curiosity grew into a quiet obsession, one that she could not fully ignore, no matter how dangerous she knew it to be.A couple more months pass and Azrelle had the plans made and worked out how to perform the siring with the blood alchemy.She kept this from Daedalus in fear of what he would think.In her mind if she could successfully turn herself then he would have no guilt. She would had done it to herself and she’d accept whatever consequences.A twisted thought but it was the only one that made what she was planning seem like it was a good idea.Daedalus was delivering furniture. He would be gone for three days.Azrelle began her preparations.Azrelle had prepared meticulously for the ritual.A few days prior, she had carefully collected a small sample of Daedalus’ blood, a slip of crimson from a minor cut he sustained while working on the furniture he was now delivering.She had fasted since the day before, purifying her body and mind to make it receptive to the transformation.Pren had helped her gather the necessary ritual items: rare herbs, powdered stones, and enchanted components whispered about in forbidden texts.The ritual was set at night, in the quiet of her small living room. Lit only by carefully arranged candles and the soft glow of magical runes.Azrelle mixed Daedalus’ blood with her own in a ceremonial bowl, whispering the incantations she had practiced countless times. She added each rare ingredient, the mixture steaming faintly as the magical catalysts reacted together.She channeled her dark magic into the blood concoction. When the spell was complete, she began to drink of it quickly. Before she could finish it all, searing pain tore through her body. It was unlike anything she had ever felt.Her veins burned as if on fire. Her muscles convulsing. Her mind swirled in waves of light and shadow.Screams of pain escaped her mouth.Her hair darkened from bright red to an onyx black. Her once sun-kissed skin faded to a pale gray. The thin black lines of fur patterned after her father burned into her flesh leaving behind what looked as mere tattoos.Silver and grey fur appeared that had once been golden-orange. Her eyes, once emerald, became a mysterious shade of purple clouded with gray mist.The ritual left her broken and trembling. She collapsed to the floor unable to move. Her body drained from the intensity of the transformation.Her light magic glimmered around her like a ghostly aura, as if trying to heal herself subconsciously. But she remained unconscious... completely unresponsive.The following morning Daedalus returned home. He had forgotten the map of where to deliver and returned to fetch it.He found Azrelle on the floor of their living room. He did not understand what had happened. Panic and confusion surged through him as he checked her pulse and breathing.Unsure if she was even alive. He tried to keep calm while tending to her. He yelled her name, calling out to her to wake up. He picked her up and moved her onto the bed in their bedroom.She did not move. Her breathing was barely noticeable.It wasn't much longer that Pren arrived to check on Azrelle. She was shocked to see Daedalus had returned a day sooner than expected.She saw Azrelle's condition and Daedalus panic state and begin to tell him the truth of what Azrelle had done.Pren recounted every detail. The ritual. Azrelle’s obsession over becoming a vampire. The fasting, the herbs, and the blood alchemy magic.Daedalus felt a mixture of fury and guilt. Fury at the risk she had taken on her own, and guilt for not noticing her growing obsession sooner.For the next five days, Azrelle remained unconscious. Daedalus stayed at her side, barely sleeping.He and Pren attending to her every need, and waiting to see if she would awaken.Finally Azrelle's body twitched as if she had a surge of life inserted back into her. She was blinking and disoriented but awake.Relief flooded Daedalus and Pren.Though his voice carried the weight of both concern and anger. In that moment, he silently vowed he would never allow her to put herself in such danger again.He gently told her to rest. Explaining that they would discuss what had happened another time. Her body and mind needed to recover first.Three more days pass before Azrelle was able to sit up. Her mind finally clear enough to speak. Her voice was small but sincere as she apologized for going behind his back.She admitted it felt like the only way.She did not want him to feel guilty if anything had gone wrong while attempting to sire her. She accepted full responsibility for her actions.Yet uncertainty gnawed at her. She did not know what he would do now.Would he leave her?Did her actions disgust him?Could he still love her... even after the transition failed and her body had been changed so drastically?Daedalus watched her carefully. His chest tight with a mixture of relief and anger. He was relieved that she was alive. But he would be lying if he denied his anger. He understood the why but he was upset that she had risked everything.He still loved Azrelle. It only deepened over the days she had lain unconscious.He felt his heart ache at her words knowing she had acted out of care for him, even if misguided.He took a slow breath while kneeling beside her and placing a gentle hand over hers.“I could never be angry at you for caring so deeply… but you must understand how close you came to losing your life entirely.”Daedalus watched her carefully. His eyes searched hers, steady and intense.“The changes you’ve endured… they do not change who you are to me. You are still the person I care for, the one I love. That will never waver.” He kissed her hand softly. Lingering just long enough for her to feel the weight of his relief of nearly losing her.Azrelle’s hands trembled as she rested them over his, her forehead brushing against his arm. Her heart raced. The warmth and certainty of his words calmed her.After a quiet moment, his voice dropped, calm but carrying a rare tenderness.“Azrelle, I cannot bear the thought of ever losing you. I want us to be together… always. Would you to agree… to marrying me?”Azrelle’s eyes filled with tears. Her lips trembled but her answer was firm.“Yes.”Without another word Daedalus pulled her close and they shared a passionate kiss.The intensity of their love and relief spilling forth between them. The world seemed to shrink around them.Time holding still in that perfect, fleeting moment.From the doorway, Pren watched quietly.A wide grin on her face.

Life After Wren

• Survival
• To New Friendships
• Pren
• All the Feels
• Grief & All Its Truth
• Acceptance
• Obsession & The Ritual
• Pulled Away

Pulled Away

Over the next few weeks, Daedalus guided Azrelle as she adjusted to her changed body.The pain from her fangs had faded. She felt them change somehow, a constant reminder of the failed ritual.Her senses were sharper now, and her magic flowed with a new ease she had never known. Hunger and the need for food were faint, almost unimportant. Daedalus gently reminded her she still needed to eat.She veiled herself when visiting town. Hiding the changes from her friends and the merchants who knew her before.Even in her new form, she felt reassured by Daedalus’ unwavering presence. His patience and care grounded her as she learned to live with her changed body. Slowly, she accepted the transformation. Flawed as it was, finding comfort in the fact that it had allowed her to remain with him, alive and whole, in the life they were building together.Azrelle was fortunate to escape the blood-lust that plagued vampires.She and Daedalus could only guess that her healing magic played a role. Tempering the cravings and sustaining her from within. Keeping her from needing the essence of life in blood.Instead, she learned to draw energy from nature and harvesting elemental essences through carefully prepared crystals.Such crystals were rare in this land and acquiring them required connections, and a hefty price.Luckily, Azrelle had a traveling merchant friend who managed to supply her with six precious shards. Pren.Pren keeping in touch even after Azrelle’s transformation. Azrelle never needed to hide her appearance. Pren herself carried an unusual appearance, one that invited curiosity or caution. Making her an understanding companion. She also kept an eye out for any trace of Azrelle’s lost family during her travels, though she never brought good news.Three years pass.Azrelle’s confidence grew, and she no longer felt the need to veil herself among the townsfolk. The woods, the crystals, her magic, and the life she had carved with Daedalus had become home. She had finally found a place where she could live openly, without fear or concealment.Daedalus, as he had many times before, departed on a sales trip to deliver furniture and several of Azrelle’s alchemy creations to merchants northeast.This journey was meant not only to find buyers but also to locate a suitable plot of land for a future home for the two of them. It was the farthest east he had ever traveled.Someplace new to both of them.Azrelle wanted to accompany him but Daedalus insisted the trip was safe and promised to return in a month.Pren helped him organize the journey. They planned to meet halfway if needed. Azrelle agreed, knowing she would join the next trip once he had found a fitting location for their future home.Left behind to tend to her shop, Azrelle counted the days.A month passed. Her restlessness grew.She checked her mail daily hoping for news.Another month slipped by with no word. Anxiety gnawed at her.She sent multiple messages to Pren requesting help in locating Daedalus. Pren’s replies were careful but frustrating to Azrelle.She had not come across him on her travels. And he had missed their planned rendezvous.Azrelle became fearful that something bad had happened to Daedalus. It was unlike him to not send letters during his long trips.Finally, Pren sent a request. Azrelle was to accompany her on her return trip northeast. It would allow the two of them to search together for Daedalus.Relief washed over Azrelle.Knowing help was coming she began making preparations for the long journey ahead. Her mind a swirl of hope and worry.Wondering what had delayed him so far from home and trying her best to keep hope that all is well with him.The day of departure finally arrived. Azrelle, exhausted from weeks of worry, tried to steady her nerves.She dared to imagine Pren arriving with Daedalus as a surprise. But he was not there.Pren appeared alone. Bringing no news of Daedalus’ whereabouts.She quickly set to work helping Azrelle pack, loading their belongings into her sturdy buggy.Once Azrelle felt she had brought everything necessary for the journey, she told Pren she was ready.Pren’s eyes drifted to a map framed on the wall.“Are you leaving this behind?” she asked, nodding toward the old map she had given Azrelle more than three years ago.Azrelle hesitated, then waved it off.Surely, she thought, they would not need it. Pren knew the way back east to her home.What purpose would an old map serve now?Pren pressed again, her voice firm.“Are you sure? This is a special map, Azrelle.”Azrelle, too eager to begin the trip, finally relented. She returned to the wall and retrieved the map.The moment her fingers touched it, a sudden swirl of black and purple clouds filled the room. The air thickened and shimmered.The walls seemed to stretch and twist around her.“W…What… is… happening?” her voice trembling.The world tilted violently, her vision spinning.Darkness swallowed her, pulling her away from the room, from Pren, from everything she knew.

A New Life in a New World

• Waking Up in Eorzea
• Living Through Veils
• The Hunt for Treasure
• Mislin's Plan

Waking Up in Eorzea

Azrelle became faintly aware of sound before consciousness fully returned.Voices murmured nearby urgent and overlapping.A small man waved frantically to a woman of similar stature. Her lips moving as she called out words that failed to reach Azrelle’s understanding. Both stared down at her with poorly concealed panic.Darkness claimed her once more.She awoke again to the dry scent of antiseptics and sand-warmed stone.An infirmary, though one wholly unfamiliar to her.Her limbs felt heavy, uncooperative, leaving her unable to rise even if she wished to. She attempted to speak, but only fractured sounds slipped past her lips.The words made no sense, even to herself. Confusion coiled tight in her chest.A tall gentleman approached her bedside. Robes marked with the sigils unknown to her.He spoke gently. Informing her that she had been found collapsed in Thanalan, not far from the Sil’dihn ruins.Sil'dihn…? She thought to herself.The name stirred nothing. The meaning eluded her entirely.Before she could voice her confusion, a sharp prick pierced her arm. The tall man had administered an alchemical draught.She made another weak attempt to sit up, only to fail. The room dimmed, her strength abandoning her as sleep reclaimed her.Several days passed.In the drifting space between waking and sleep Azrelle remembered glimpses of the small man and woman standing at a distance. They were speaking in hushed tones with the taller gentleman.She could not hear their words; she sensed their meaning. Each time they glanced toward her bed and she could only assume the conversation concerned her.Weak still... she slipped back into slumber.Another day passed.Azrelle was torn abruptly from sleep by a sudden rush of cold fluid coursing through her veins. Her eyes flew open as she gasped sharply for breath.Panic flaring in her chest.A man at her side placed a steadying hand on her shoulder. His words muffled over her senses, she felt he was attempting to calm her.This time, she felt fully awake.Almost painfully awake. Her heart racing as confusion threatened to overwhelm her.The man turned his attention to the small couple standing behind him and gave a reassuring nod. He informed them that she would be fine and he would begin preparing the proper augments.Augments? She thought to herself.The word echoed uneasily in her mind as she watched the three speak about her. Their voices low and deliberate.The small woman bowed offering her thanks to the gentleman, whom she addressed as Mr. Lyctor. He handed the couple a small leather pouch before taking his leave.Left alone with her thoughts and the couple, the two finally approached Azrelle’s bedside.They expressed how worried they had been and how relieved they were that Mr. Lyctor had been able to determine what was ailing her.Though the affliction was unfamiliar to them, they assured her that they had a means to keep her healthy.Mr. Lyctor had provided them with the same injection he had given Azrelle. The one that had drawn her from her deep sleep.They went on to explain that they were the ones who had found her alone and injured outside Thanalan.“Than…Thanalan.,” she whispered to herself. Where was that? She wondered.She had never seen adults as small as the ones standing before her.Gratitude stirred within her all the same. Whatever else had happened, they had saved her.Azrelle tried to recall what she had been doing before she awoke.Nothing surfaced. Her mind was a blank slate.She could remember her first name. She could remember her magic, and her knowledge of alchemy.But she could not remember her parents, her family, Daedalus, Pren, or anything that had taken place before waking in the infirmary.She asked the small couple question after question. Trying to piece together who she was and what had led to her injuries.They could offer her no answers.They knew nothing of her past.They told her they had assumed she was one of many who had survived the Calamity several years prior. The very same ones that wander into unfamiliar lands as so many others had done.According to the couple, Eorzea had suffered a great Calamity several summers prior. One so violent it had fractured the land and stolen memories from countless souls.Many awoke afterward unmoored from their pasts, names and lives scattered like ash on the wind.Azrelle assumed she was among them.Two weeks passed. With time came a quiet acceptance of her circumstances. She learned how to exist again in small, necessary pieces.How to listen. How to speak. How to move without fear.When the healers declared her fit for discharge, she found herself confronted by an unexpected truth.She had nowhere to go. No familiar streets stirred recognition. She did not even know where she had lived.Only recently had she learned the name of the city that sheltered her now. Ul’dah. The desert jewel nestled within Thanalan, itself a part of a land called Eorzea.Eorzea, they told her, was not a single nation but a region. A tapestry of city-states and territories upon the world known as the Source.Its heartlands lay across the continent of Aldenard: Thanalan’s sun-scorched sands, the verdant depths of the Black Shroud, and the salt-kissed coasts of La Noscea.Beyond these lay countless other lands, distant and foreign, their names offered but failing to take root in her mind.From them she also learned what she was.The shape of her ears, the cast of her eyes, the subtle tells of fang and frame marked her as Mi’qote. A race native to Eorzea. Yet her stature suggested something unusual.Larger than most. She might have hailed from a far-flung land, or from a tribe unfamiliar even to those who named her people.The knowledge settled over her without resistance.She felt no spark of recognition. No grief. No longing.She accepted that she was Mi’qote as one accepts the color of the sky.Whoever she had been before the Calamity remained beyond her reach.

A New Life in a New World

• Waking Up in Eorzea
• Living Through Veils
• The Hunt for Treasure
• Mislin's Plan

Living Through Veils

The small couple who had found Azrelle insisted she remain with them.Rarakiya, the gentleman of the two, refused to accept no for an answer. With no knowledge of herself and no understanding of the land where she had awakened... and no memory of where she once belonged, Azrelle ultimately agreed.Only afterward did she learn more of her hosts.Rarakiya and his wife, Rereye, were Lalafell. Lalafell were one of Eorzea’s smaller races, slight of build yet formidable in presence. Though Azrelle stood far taller than either of them, they treated her not as a stranger to be feared, but as a guest who had simply arrived in need.Rarakiya was a merchant in the Sapphire Exchange alley in the Ul'dah markets. He had a private stall that sold various wares.Rereye belonged to the Thaumaturges’ Guild. It did not take long for her to sense the unfamiliar aether surrounding Azrelle.She described it as layered and difficult to place. Out of both concern and scholarly curiosity, she secured permission for Azrelle to accompany her to the guild. Within its shadowed halls and vast library they spent long hours studying Ul’dah’s history and the disciplined doctrines of black magic.During her hours among the guild’s records Azrelle also encountered repeated references to voidsent.The texts described beings drawn from the Void and sustained by corrupted aether. They were often bound through dangerous pacts.The accounts were detailed and
clinical. They felt strangely distant and more like folklore than truth to her. She understood the words but not the weight behind them. The concept refused to settle comfortably in her thoughts as if some part of her mind rejected it.The guild members worked with Azrelle in teaching her the basics of black magic. It was there that the imbalance became clear.Azrelle struggled to consciously wield light aspected magic. When she tried to call upon it with intent it resisted her. Only in moments of distraction or stress did a faint manifestation surface on its own. A gentle warmth in the air. A soft radiance that answered danger before thought could form. This left Azrelle frustrated at times.Rereye believed with proper meditation Azrelle’s mind might open and allow the magic to come to her more easily. Meditating seemed to help after long days walking the streets and looking at the many strange faces. Never recognizing one.Once, during meditation, a fractured memory stirred in her mind.A blurred figure stood before her.Features indistinct but movements calm and deliberate. Azrelle could not see her face or hear her voice but she felt with quiet certainty that it was a woman. Light gathered between them like something carefully nurtured. Almost motherly Azrelle thought.The feeling carried reassurance and patience. Almost like a lesson repeated many times before. Then the image faded. Leaving only a lingering glow in her thoughts and the ache of something just out of reach.Azrelle opened her eyes with her breath unsteady and her chest tight with emotions that felt unfamiliar.Hope. Sharp and bright. Before she could react it quickly gave way to defeat.No name surfaced. No face she could picture.Only the heartache of not remembering.More time passes.Rereye and Azrelle would visit the guild in the morning almost every day. The structured teachings of black magic of thaumaturgy settled into her aether with unsettling familiarity. Certain invocations felt natural even when she could not explain why. Rereye noted the phenomenon with growing unease but Azrelle could offer no insight.She did not know why the black magic answered her will so easily and the light magic did not.What she knew was only that nothing she learned in the magic lessons awakened another memory.On days she did not spend in the library Azrelle could be found helping Rarakiya at his stall.She felt at home among the steady flow of merchants and travelers who passed through the markets. It was loud, crowded, and strangely comforting all at once.Was I once a merchant? she often wondered.The thought returned to her again and again. She held onto a quiet hope that one day someone might recognize her.After several weeks of her usual routine Azrelle encountered Mr. Lyctor again. He sought her out to check on her and to speak further about her “condition” as he called it.He was the master of the Alchemists’ Guild and the one who had discovered her “vampire state” during her time in the infirmary. Her unusual physiology had captured his full attention. It seemed that cases like hers were rarely documented in Ul’dah.He invited her to the guild for a tour.She agreed.She stepped into the grand halls of the guild with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. The scent of chemicals, tonics, and unfamiliar potions hit her first. Sharp enough to burn her nose slightly. Followed by the warm and familiar hum of aether flowing through the guild’s instruments.For a fleeting moment a memory stirred again.Blurred and fragmentary like the first.It felt like a shadow of another life.The arrangement of flasks. The careful labeling of powders. The precise gestures of pouring and mixing of chemicals and scents of herbs. All felt oddly familiar as if she had done this before.A subtle thrill ran through her chest.Somewhere deep within the formula for the veil draught resurfaced. Half-remembered but clear enough to guide her hands. It was as though her past self was reaching out. She wanted to learn more.She wanted the memory to last longer but it faded as quickly as it appeared.That day Azrelle joined the guild formally. Her confidence in her alchemical abilities growing alongside the strange and comforting memory.Azrelle and Lyctor worked together for over a month to develop crystals capable of storing a proper aether essence. This would allow her to avoid relying on his injections. He remained deeply intrigued by her lack of bloodlust and by the fact that her body showed no signs of natural aging during her extended recovery.Azrelle felt strange by his descriptions of her “condition”. But she trusted his knowledge over her own for now.Azrelle spent several hours each week assisting with experiments and testing new concoctions. Through instinct and repetition she managed to recreate the specialized veil draught she had glimpsed in memory.She kept the recipe to herself and refined it in private trials. It involved blood alchemy and she feared it would be looked down upon.When consumed the draught allowed her to veil her appearance as that of a Lalafell woman. Under this disguise she wandered the streets and back alleys observing freely and listening in on passing conversations.In one outing she ran into a chatty reporter from the Mythril Eye. He was talking excitedly about recent tales of someone known as the “Warrior of Light.”Curious, she thought. She decided to look up old newspapers and reports about the Warrior.As she read through multiple postings detailing the Warrior of Light’s adventures and the recent events unfolding across Eorzea
Azrelle felt overwhelmed and out of sorts.Could a single person truly possess such power? Was that common in this land? she wondered.Yet something about the stories felt strangely familiar. As she followed each adventure a quiet stir of recognition tugged at her emotions.Accounts of the outer lands evoked feelings she could not name.Restlessness grew within her.Perhaps she thought, if she ventured beyond Ul’dah she might find someone who knew her. Maybe even find someone connected to her past.Encouraged by this longing she joined the Adventurers’ Guild. She followed the training under Momodi’s guidance.She quickly learned the basics of defending herself against the lesser creatures found outside the city.Still, her interests leaned toward study and observation rather than combat. She still spent much of her time reading and researching Ul’dah’s history. The customs of its people and life across Eorzea.After a few months Azrelle decided that staying in Ul’dah would not help her recover her memories. By now she felt that something should have struck up a memory of her past or someone would have noticed her.She needed to travel to other places in hopes of finding herself. Or a family… if one existed.Traveling, however, required gil.Something she was not earning much of from selling her alchemy items at Rarakiya’s shop at the moment.Having spent nearly twelve months in Ul’dah at this point… most of the common locals knew her only in her Lalafell form.She used this “glamour,” as it was called here, to discreetly gather information on ways to earn gil quickly. Knowing that someone in the bustling markets would have the knowledge she needed.After several days of inquiry Azrelle encountered an adventurer seeking assistance in locating a “treasure map.”Treasure, Azrelle thought. If the mission proved genuine it could provide a swift way to earn gil.Azrelle decided to join the adventurer. They planned to meet in Ishgard.Having never traveled far from Ul’dah, she explained her situation, and the adventurer arranged for her passage on the airship as his guest.

A New Life in a New World

• Waking Up in Eorzea
• Living Through Veils
• The Hunt for Treasure
• Mislin's Plan

The Hunt for Treasure

Arriving in Ishgard was thrilling.Its bitter cold proved a harsh change for Azrelle but she enjoyed it against her skin.Keeping her Lalafell form she and the adventurer met three others at the Forgotten Knight.They discussed their plans for the following day. They would travel to the Falcon’s Nest and search the surrounding areas of West Coerthas for the location indicated on the map.By this time Azrelle had been training in her white magic and had developed skills as a Scholar. Since no one else in the small group possessed healing magic, they agreed she would serve as a backup medic if the need arose.Before setting out on their chocobos the head adventurer discussed fees with Azrelle. He had covered her airfare and inn, and expected payment upon locating the treasure.Azrelle, having very little gil, negotiated with him, and they agreed that he would take his share from any loot obtained.The region around the Falcon’s Nest was harsh but beautiful. Snow-covered peaks rose sharply against the pale sky. The wind bit at her exposed skin despite while in her Lalafell form.Frost crunched beneath the chocobos’ hooves as they navigated narrow passes and frozen rivers.The forests of Coerthas were dense and silent. Skeletal trees casting long shadows across the white landscape was a sight to take in.Azrelle felt both awe and unease in this new environment. Every step seemed to awaken a new awareness of the world beyond Ul’dah. Her heart quickened with the thrill of discovery.The hunt did not prove as fruitful as the group had hoped. However, it was enough to cover the adventurer’s share and leave Azrelle with sufficient gil to remain at the inn for a short while.She joined the adventurers on several more treasure hunts.Learning the ways of exploration and careful observation.Each venture carried new challenges. Each success strengthened her confidence.She enjoyed this life. The freedom. The camaraderie. The thrill of discovery.It was a life that suited her curiosity and restless spirit. Slowly Azrelle began to see herself as a treasure hunter. She sought not only gold but knowledge and understanding of the wider world.A couple of months passed and Azrelle was able to afford an apartment in Ishgard. Becoming familiar with Coerthas she joined any hunt posted on the Forgotten Knight’s board for the region.At times she could not attend hunts outside of Coerthas. She still lacked knowledge of the distant lands. To compensate, she secured several books from local shops that allowed her to study the wildlife, geography, and traditions of surrounding areas.Azrelle also used some of her gil from hunts, along with her growing gathering skills, to purchase proper equipment for her apartment. This allowed her to craft her draughts and other products that she would barter with shops in the inner city.After three months Azrelle had saved enough to purchase a lifetime airship pass between Ishgard and Ul’dah.This allowed her to travel back and forth with ease without waiting in line for scheduled flights. She looked forward to visiting Ul’dah to catch up with Rarakiya.Rarakiya stocked up on new alchemy items Azrelle had created and listened intently as Azrelle recounted her adventures in treasure hunting.Pleased to know that Azrelle was managing well. Rarakiya gave her a small coin purse of gil so she could purchase a few things for her new life in Ishgard.On Azrelle’s last day in Ul’dah she stopped at the Sunsilk Tapestries to purchase clothing better suited for the colder climate.Although the cold did not bother her she wished to blend in with the locals and avoid drawing attention. With the gil Rarakiya had given her she was able to afford a jacket, a new backpack, and a sturdy pair of boots.While examining the jacket on her way back to Rarakiya’s shop Azrelle felt something tucked into one of its pockets. Reaching inside she discovered a folded parchment that looked as if it had seen better days.Unfolding the parchment revealed what she thought to be a treasure map.Her heart raced with excitement.Surely, she thought, Rarakiya would know where this led. She hurried back to the shop to share the discovery.Azrelle and Rarakiya studied the map in silence for several minutes.Tracing the faded lines and symbols. Neither of them could determine the exact location. Rarakiya noted that it might be farther than either of them had traveled.Azrelle’s mind wondered. She would need to seek out someone who might know the area or have experience interpreting such maps.The thought of a new adventure and the possibility of uncovering something long hidden stirred a thrill she could not resist.After leaving Rarakiya’s home Azrelle passed a small cafe that immediately caught her attention.Excited and tired from the heat of the Ul’dah region, she felt it’d be a nice retreat to allow her to rest. She stepped inside and found a table downstairs to sit.She pulled out the parchment and placed it on the table. From her backpack she retrieved a small notebook and began reviewing the notes she had made with Rarakiya.The cafe’s waitress walked up to her table. She seemed curious about Azrelle’s focus and leaned over to have a look. She mentioned that the image on the parchment resembled an old home in Gridania.The waitress then pointed to a small bookshelf near the back of the cafe.Noting that they had a few books about Gridania. Azrelle thanked the young woman and made her way to the bookshelf.She examined several of rows of books. Suddenly a book fell to the floor… seemingly of its own accord.A shiver ran down her spine. It was as if a ghost or some unseen force was guiding her to this particular book. The book had no cover or title. Azrelle’s curiosity intensified as she picked it up and returned back to her table.Opening the cover and turning through a few pages she discovered a story about a love triangle centered around Haukke Manor. Comparing the illustrations and descriptions with the parchment, Azrelle realized that the location marked on the parchment was indeed the Haukke Manor.A new challenge dawned on her. Haukke Manor laid within the Shroud. In Gridania.How she would travel there was another question entirely. The prospect of uncovering the treasure filled her with determination.

A New Life in a New World

• Waking Up in Eorzea
• Living Through Veils
• The Hunt for Treasure
• Mislin's Plan

Mislin's Plan

She returned home to Ishgard the next day.The veil draughts she was making now used different ingredients. Their effects did not last as long and prolonged use often caused Azrelle to experience side effects.She considered them normal and manageable and so she rested and restocked in preparation for her upcoming trip into town.Azrelle questioned several travelers and people in the Pillars of Ishgard about Gridania. Many knew of the city but none offered or agreed to accompany her.One afternoon she spoke briefly with Odilie outside the Firmament. She suggested that an airship would be the fastest route if Azrelle could afford the fare. Odilie mentioned someone she knew who might provide more details. Azrelle was told to speak with a young Miqo’te woman named L’khonebb near the airship landing docks.Azrelle learned from L’khonebb how to obtain passage for all Ishgard airship routes. However, the price was high. Far beyond what Azrelle could afford at the time.Instead, she decided to try her luck with Roderic at the Porter Stables. Perhaps his chocobo could carry her the distance she needed. Having relied on his chocobo porter service during treasure hunts in Coerthas, she was hopeful.Unfortunately, Roderic informed her that his chocobo could travel only as far as the Coerthas regions. She returned to her apartment hoping to find information soon.The next day Azrelle decided to her try luck at the The Jeweled Crozier.The Jeweled Crozier was the merchant alley of Ishgard. While talking and browsing through the shop Azrelle was approached by a tall figure in a long black robe.His raspy voice was difficult to understand at first. He explained that he had overheard her discussion about traveling through the Shroud yesterday near Roderic's stables. He warned her that such a journey was unlikely to succeed should she try it alone.The tall man introduced himself only as Mislin. He explained to Azrelle that the calamity several summers ago had ruined the area of the Shroud she intended to cross. It was not merely dangerous, he said, but a wasteland that few dared enter nowadays.Disappointed. Azrelle’s plans were stalled.She asked Mislin if there were any safe routes. He offered to hear her current plan and to understand why she was heading to Gridania.Though reserved, he seemed unusually invested in her tale, something Azrelle did not immediately notice.Mislin stated that he knew of the Haukke Manor and could provide more information.First, they would need to reach Gridania. To assist he offered her a guest fare on a private but smaller airship he often used. The airship would dock at the northern edge of the South Shroud bringing them close to her destination.Excited by the opportunity Azrelle gladly accepted. Mislin also handed her a small, round device, explaining that it was a linkpearl. He instructed her that once the airship was secured, he would contact her through it.Azrelle, unfamiliar with the linkpearl, kept it safe in her backpack at all times. Unsure of how it even worked, she checked it frequently that day for any word from Mislin.Later that evening, the device began to make a faint sound. Azrelle quickly retrieved it and heard Mislin’s voice on the other end. He informed her that the private airship would be leaving the next morning and gave her the location where they were to meet.Azrelle thanked him and immediately prepared for the journey. That night, sleep came fitfully, her mind racing with anticipation.Arriving early at the meeting spot, she noticed a small airship unlike any she had seen before. It appeared capable of carrying only three people and very little else. She waited for Mislin to arrive.After several hours, he nor word from him came. The large Hrothgar pilot grew impatient and informed Azrelle that he would be departing shortly, with or without Mislin. He could go only as far as he safely could before nightfall.Unsure of what else to do but knowing this passage was her only hope, Azrelle boarded the airship alone. Within a few hours, she arrived at what she assumed was the southeastern border of the South Shroud.It was not.The airship had landed at the Mirror Docks in the Central Shroud.Darkness enveloped the area and the dense woods blocked much of her view. Azrelle noticed a small dock near a lake and a few strangers standing under a lamp post. She approached and introduced herself to a tall woman named Berthe, asking where she had arrived.Berthe informed her that she was in Central Shroud.Confused. Azrelle paused to rest.She took out the linkpearl and examined it. Not knowing exactly how to use it, she rolled it gently in her hand.A faint sound emerged. Bringing it closer to her ear, she heard Mislin through static, only catching the words “beds” and “torama… tav.”Overhearing this Berthe explained that she might know her next stop.She spoke with a ferry skipper and Azrelle paid a small fee for a ride to a residential area of Gridania known as the Lavender Beds.Berthe marked the location of the Black Torama Tavern on a small map. She told Azrelle that Mislin was most likely wanting to meet her there.Azrelle thanked Berthe and boarded the ferry. She arrived in the Lavender Beds just after midnight.Unsure of where to go next, she veiled herself once more with her Lalafell glamour and stayed at a small inn indicated on Berthe’s markings on the map.The following afternoon, Azrelle made her way to the tavern to wait for Mislin.

Thus begins the new Role Play adventures.Some parts of the future stories will be written by myself and/or by those who I role play with who have their own story to tell.Edits will be made in Azrelle’s POV to bring more life to her story.Azrelle’s new life of new adventures begins.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Making Friends & Making Plans

Several strangers drifted into the small tavern known as the Black Torama Tavern, but Azrelle noticed none of them at first. Her focus stayed low and inward as she stepped inside, quietly taking in the room before moving toward the back where the noise felt softer and the shadows more forgiving.A young Mi'qote man named B’ardwin tended the bar while patrons mingled and talked among themselves. It felt lively, but not unkind.She chose a seat at the end of a long black sectional and sat with her back partly to the wall. Old habit.From her backpack she retrieved the small round linkpearl and turned it over in her fingers again and again.No sound. No voice. No Mislin.Surely it must be broken. Or perhaps she was using it wrong and simply did not know how to make it answer.A small knot of frustration tightened in her chest. She set it down on the table with a quiet sigh.A Mi'qote man resting near the fire to her right noticed the device and asked about it. His tone was casual, curious rather than suspicious, which put her at ease. They spoke for a while, and during the conversation she realized they had met once before, though his name had slipped from her memory.Embarrassed but honest, she admitted as much. He laughed it off and introduced himself again as Banana.She explained how she had arrived, the airship trouble, the failed landing, and the message she thought Mislin tried to send. Saying it aloud made the situation feel more fragile. If Mislin did not come, she had no clear next step. The thought weighed on her more than she liked to show.Another patron nearby overheard and joined in. A large Hrothgar who introduced himself as Basileus. He too was waiting to meet someone and seemed interested in their discussion of the linkpearl. The three compared thoughts on the device and her intended meeting. Speaking of it with others steadied her nerves.Problems felt smaller when shared.When she mentioned her desire to visit Haukke Manor, the barkeep, B’ardwin, paused in his work and listened more closely. He offered drinks and conversation, explaining he knew the Shroud well and was familiar with the Manor and its reputation. That caught her full attention. Information was worth more than comfort.Offers of help followed more quickly than she expected. Basileus spoke of subterfuge and quiet entry. B’ardwin offered to guide. Banana agreed to join, motivated by the promise of treasure and the thrill of the unknown.Azrelle felt a bright spark of relief.She had grown used to traveling alone. Company still felt like a gift.They exchanged tomestone information and agreed to regroup once they learned more about how to gain entry. When they parted, Azrelle found herself smiling. For the first time in a while, the path ahead did not feel empty.Over the next few days she explored the Lavender Beds, visiting small shops and taverns, learning the paths and ferries, committing landmarks to memory.Several days later B’ardwin contacted her to meet and discuss a plan. She answered at once and made her way to the location he named.The tavern they gathered in was smaller than she expected and decorated in unusual ways that drew her eye. Soft sounds of conversation carried from below, layered and constant. She followed the noise downstairs and spotted her new companions seated at a booth.Reaching them proved less simple than expected when a curtain of falling water blocked the path.Unsure how it functioned, she hesitated and finally asked for help rather than risk an awkward mistake. The moment passed with only mild embarrassment.Seated with the group, she listened closely as ideas and rumors were shared. They spoke of possible entrances, dangers inside, and what tools they might need. Every detail mattered. A man named Jock claimed to have secured some protection against Twin Adder scrutiny if they were discovered somewhere restricted. That eased one of her larger concerns.A tall staff member who had taken their order overheard the discussion of Haukke Manor and added her own rumor. Bandits were said to be hiding inside. Azrelle leaned forward and asked how they might be getting in.The answer came simply. Most likely from the back entrance. Useful. Very useful.Plans shifted quickly after that. They would travel to Gridania and speak with the Adders first, then decide whether to proceed officially or quietly.Either way, they now had a second option.When the meeting ended, the group split their routes. Basileus and Jock departed on their own business. B’ardwin, Banana, and Azrelle boarded a ferry from the Lavender Beds toward Central Shroud. As the boat pushed away from the dock, Azrelle held her pack a little closer and felt a cautious sense of momentum.The search, whatever it would become, had truly begun.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Haukke Manor

Arriving back in the Central Shroud Azrelle slowed her steps and took in the living beauty of the forest around her.The towering trees, lantern bugs, and the night sky shimmered between the branches. The cool scent of moss and rain-touched leaves felt refreshing after the dry heat, stone, and sand she had grown used to in Ul’dah.As they continued along the path B’ardwin shared his knowledge of the region. He pointed out creatures that moved in the distance and signs of elementals’ influence in the wood.His familiarity with the forest made the journey feel safer. It was as if the Shroud itself listened when he spoke.The clear night suddenly shifted as clouds gathered overhead and a heavy rain began to fall. The downpour came fast and loud drumming against leaves and the earth.B’ardwin quickly guided the group to the shelter of a great tree with sprawling roots and a thick canopy that blocked the worst of the storm.Drawn to it Azrelle studied the massive trunk with quiet awe and asked about its significance.The air around it felt charged... alive with aether. She could sense the presence of the elementals strongly here.Watchful and ancient.B’ardwin explained that the tree was regarded as one of the eldest sentinels of the Shroud. The Guardian Tree.He explained that it had been long protected by the will of the elementals. He noted that the forest was not merely land but a living domain. That those who traveled it did so by permission not by right.The knowledge thrilled Azrelle.Standing beneath the ancient tree while rain whispered through the leaves she felt grounded and strangely welcomed. And with her new companions, in a forest alive with unseen voices, her earlier worries seemed to fade.Her anticipation to finally see Gridania grew.The rain eased off and with the path clear again the group resumed their journey and reached the city safely a few hours later.Outside the gates they were met by Basileus.He informed them he had been unable to secure official passage onward to Haukke Manor. He informed the group that he would personally accompany them to ensure their safety when they were ready.B’ardwin suggested they stop at the Carline Canopy to introduce themselves to Mother Miounne. It was customarily that she welcomed travelers and kept record of new arrivals.Azrelle joined them and received a warm greeting. Mother Miounne registered her name and entered her properly as a visitor.Banana and Azrelle found a table and settled in while Basileus and B’ardwin handled arrangements. Rooms were secured for the night and the remaining formalities were completed with the inn staff.Azrelle and Banana decided to order food for everyone. The forest fare was fresh but unfamiliar in flavor and texture. Azrelle and Banana were not impressed.Azrelle felt the food was lacking in flavor, however, it excited her to try new foods.Seeing their reaction B’ardwin explained that Gridanian cuisine often took time for outsiders to appreciate.As they ate the group discussed their plan to travel to Haukke Manor the following day.Azrelle and B’ardwin shared what they knew of the voidsent presence tied to the estate, as well as, their concerns about what might still dwell within its walls.Though uncertainty lingered, Basileus assured them steadily that whatever they encountered he would handle. His words did much to steady the table’s mood.Excitement fluttered in Azrelle’s chest at the thought of finally seeing the Manor with her own eyes.Not wanting to dull that feeling with exhaustion she decided it was a good time to retire for the evening.She excused herself early.After confirming her room with the innkeeper, she retired for the night, letting the sounds of the forest city lull her into well earned rest.The next morning, Azrelle woke early and emptied her backpack, keeping only the essentials she knew she would need. If anything of value remained behind in the Manor, she intended to claim it before any bandits or scavengers could get their hands on it.
Banana, Basileus, B’ardwin, and Azrelle met in the inn lobby and set out together at B’ardwin’s direction toward the White Wolf Gate.Jock had been called away on other business and informed them through his linkpearl before they departed.Using chocobos, the group made steady time and arrived safely at Haukke Manor.From the front , the Manor loomed over the grounds like a dark monument.Azrelle slowed her chocobo taking in the tall rooflines, narrow windows, and elaborate stonework. Decorative iron fencing and withered garden beds framed the structure, hinting at former elegance now left to decay. It felt dark and unwelcoming to her.They quickly noticed the estate was more heavily guarded than expected. Patrol presence and watch positions ruled out a simple entry.Accepting they would need another way inside the group circled the grounds.While searching Basileus discovered a boarded service door that appeared to lead beneath the Manor itself.B’ardwin and Azrelle both voiced some concern about the route but Basileus chose action over debate.He tore the weakened boards apart and declared he would take point.After a brief look between them the others followed him through the opening.Inside the air felt stale and tainted.
Signs of corruption were easy to spot.As rumored even after the earlier assault by the Warrior of Light the voidsent activity had not faded.Basileus drew forth a scythe formed from his own aether and kept it ready at his side. B’ardwin remained behind him with bow drawn, watching corners and corridors.They moved carefully through the lower passages and halls. Basileus and B'ardwyn dispatching voidsent as they encountered them.Staying back Azrelle and Banana took quick moments to scan shelves and side tables. Dust covered most objects but a practiced eye could still spot value.Azrelle was subtle about it.When the others attention shifted to doorways or threats she slipped a small item into her backpack.Nothing large enough to slow her.Nothing obvious enough to be missed at a glance.In one side room lined with warped bookcases she paused longer.While B’ardwin checked the far wall Azrelle slid a worn volume free and read its title. “Essence in Aether”.The subject caught her interest immediately. Without comment she tucked it away beneath a folded cloth in her bag.As they pressed deeper B’ardwin and Basileus spoke in low voices about the Manor’s past.Locals associated the estate with forbidden practices, twisted experiments, and the use of servants and remains in voidsent creation.The place carried a poor name among the people of Gridania.At the heart of the disturbance they confronted a succubus whose attention fixed strangely on Furi, Basileus’s avatar.The clash was brief but intense.Azrelle stayed behind as she froze not knowing how to react to such a thing, having never seen one in person this closely.By the time Azrelle regained herself the fiend had fallen.Basileus stood at the center of the room visibly shaken and withdrawn.She chose not to question him. One look told her enough. It was time to leave.The group exited the Manor avoiding main paths and keeping to shadowed edges of the grounds.Azrelle made sure her pack was secured and items wrapped to prevent noise.They slipped past the guards of the Order of the Twin Adder without incident.B’ardwin stated he would report what they found and headed off toward the proper authorities.The others separated soon after.Azrelle chose her own road next.She planned to return to Ul’dah and have the recovered items cleaned and appraised. She wondered what price they might bring.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Negotiations

Azrelle returned to Ul'dah with jewelry and other valuables she recovered from the Manor.She brought the old and worn jewelry they recovered from a coffer to the Goldsmiths' Guild to be carefully cleaned and restored.The craftsmen polished away years of neglect. Revealing a beautiful antique rose gold jewelry set adorned with diamonds. According to word circulating through the Sapphire markets the set may once have belonged to Lady Amandine.The news alone increased its appeal in Azrelle's mind.With her coin purse running low and not wanting to tap into her savings from her treasure hunting days she felt it only proper to try to sell the pieces.Azrelle quickly began planning how to find a proper buyer. If sold the set, it could support her comfortably for a month or two, perhaps longer if she negotiated wisely.She alerted B’ardwin and shared her plan to visit local shops to barter or sell the pieces and the profits to be split fairly among them all.Having no luck in Ul'dah she sent word to Banana and B'ardwin to meet to discuss plans on the items.
B’ardwin, Azrelle, and Banana met in a busy commercial section of the Ishgardian housing district known as Empyreum.Their goal was to sell the jewelry and prepare equipment and supplies for themselves.Their first stop was a clothing boutique.The shopkeeper showed no interest in purchasing the set but Azrelle managed a small success. She negotiated a direct trade.Exchanging the earrings for a warm, well made coat for Banana, who had been struggling with Ishgard’s bitter cold.It felt like a practical win.Next they entered a general emporium with a small bar on the lower floor that served food.They decided to try bartering the remaining pieces for rations and travel supplies.The barkeep was new and unsure how to handle the offer. She introduced them to the shop’s owner, a slender Viera man with a calm, attentive manner. He introduced himself as Kayden.After a brief conversation the owner he welcomed them and instructed that their meals be served at no charge.Azrelle appreciated the gesture but did not intend to leave it unanswered. She was determined that the jewelry would cover what they received one way or another.After eating and talking with both the owner and the barkeep the group moved upstairs to browse the shelves.The shop carried a wide range of practical gear and travel goods suited for adventurers.Azrelle placed the remaining jewelry on the counter and began negotiations.The discussion was steady and respectful with careful counteroffers on both sides.In the end they reached an agreement that exceeded her expectations.It was the largest return she had earned from a single treasure find so far.The result left her quietly thrilled.They agreed to meet again at the shop in a few days after resting in Ishgard. It would allow them time to gather materials and rations for the next trip.Azrelle returned to her apartment afterward but not before sending Basileus his proper share of the gil earned from the Manor venture.Fair was fair and she intended to keep it that way.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

A Stranger's Burden

Back at her apartment in Ishgard Azrelle reflected on how profitable the Manor expedition had turned out.It was enough to cover a couple months rent and add to her savings.After a day of rest she sent word to B’ardwin and Banana to see if they wanted to return to the emporium.They all agreed to meet the following day.Standing outside the shop in Empyreum Azrelle found herself wondering what would come next for their small circle of friends.One concern stayed at the front of her thoughts. She worried B’ardwin might face trouble with the Order of the Twin Adder once he reported their unaccompanied visit to Haukke Manor.Lost in thought she barely noticed the time passing until B’ardwin and Banana arrived and greeted her.When they entered the shop voices drifted up from the bar below.Azrelle paid it little mind. Taverns were rarely quiet anywhere in Eorzea.After a warm welcome from the owner the three split up to browse.Azrelle was drawn to a large display of bundled flora and dried ingredients.She searched through the bins with care. Her stock for veil draughts was running low and she was relieved to see several useful plants available.She quietly noted which could be refined into workable ethers.Lately she had been experimenting with gentler substitutes to replace the carbonized matter and harmony potions she normally used. The old mixture had begun to make her ill over time.She selected small bundles of dandelion and mistletoe. Turning each over in her fingers to check quality.They were fresh enough to be worth the coin even if they would not fully solve her draught problem.Unable to find a proper replacement ingredient she continued browsing.She reread the flier the owner had given her earlier. Spotting a few items she needed she made small notes on the edge of the page to remind herself.Nearby she could hear B’ardwin speaking with the owner about smelling salts and other supplies.Banana had gone downstairs for a drink and possibly a meal. Muffled conversation and laughter carried up from below.When Azrelle finished browsing the shelves she joined the line at the counter behind B’ardwin.Once it was her turn she greeted the owner and set down her flowers and then ordered the additional items from her marked list. While he packed her purchases she asked about something listed as crystallized essence on the flier.The owner admitted he did not make it himself but explained it was typically produced by a practitioner known as Doctor Gabriel. That answer alone made the item more interesting to her.She paid and thanked him. She turned toward the stairs deciding to join the others for a quick meal before they departed.Halfway down, a loud, slurred voice rose above the rest. It was harsh and unpleasant remarks.Curious and cautious she stepped into the bar area and spotted her companions, the barkeep, and a large man who was clearly deep in his drink.The moment the loud man noticed Azrelle his tone sharpened and turned openly hostile toward her.B’ardwin and Banana immediately stepped in to defend her but Azrelle had no interest in arguing.She calmly asked that they leave.As they moved upstairs to leave the man lunged and tried to grab Azrelle.Azrelle reacted without hesitation.From a small vial at her belt she splashed him with a prepared concoction that induced paralysis and temporary blindness. It was a mixture she kept on hand for dangerous encounters during trade work in Ul'dah.He collapsed where he stood.Azrelle and Banana stepped outside while B’ardwin remained to help the owner manage the situation.Soon after the man was dragged out and left sitting against the wall to recover enough to speak.Though immobilized he continued to rant and blame Lalafells for ruining his life.The group warned him they could summon authorities if needed.At that he insisted he was not truly drunk and had only pretended in order to get close to Azrelle. He claimed he hunted members of a Lalafell cult and worked for someone he called the Broker.Azrelle studied him for a moment then offered an antidote on the condition that he calm himself and behave. She made it clear he had mistaken her for someone else.He agreed.She administered the antidote and told him the effects would fade gradually over the next few minutes.With his speech clearing B’ardwin and Banana questioned him further.He told a rough story of a cult that had killed his family and said he had been chasing leads ever since. He gave his name as Jace.Knowing there were Lalafell mercenary bands in Thanalan who worked for coin with few questions asked, Azrelle offered to ask her contacts in Ul’dah if they knew anything useful for the man.B’ardwin reminded them that Gridania still awaited but Azrelle felt pulled in a different direction.She said she intended to return to Ul’dah and follow this lead. Without proper airship clearance for Gridania yet the southern route would also be faster for her.Jace stated he was headed that way as well. He mentioned a supposed hideout tied to his search though his details sounded uncertain.Azrelle advised him to be examined by a chirurgeon to ensure there were no lingering effects from her tonic.With a small, knowing smile, she then explained her plan to B’ardwin and Banana.Banana chose to accompany Azrelle. B’ardwin would continue on and finally deliver his report about the Manor.With that decided Azrelle and Banana departed to prepare for the journey back to Ul'dah.After arriving in Ul'dah, Azrelle and Banana made their way to the Thaumaturge’s Guild to speak with Rereye.Banana was not permitted inside, lacking guild access, so he waited outside. Azrelle assumed he would wander the nearby market streets.Inside Azrelle recounted Jace’s story to Rereye. She explained the man’s claims about a Lalafell gang or cult responsible for his family’s misfortune. Rereye listened carefully and shook her head. She had heard no rumors of such a group. Word of a gang like that would not travel freely, she said, and warned Azrelle to be cautious and not get involved.Azrelle reassured her that she could handle herself. Although she understood her concern. She knew all too well why she worried.When she left the guild, she noticed Banana was gone. Likely going about his own business she assumed. She would reach out to him later when her own business in town was done.That evening Azrelle met Banana at a small Hannish-style café in the Ul’dah Goblet district.Golden accents shimmering across the walls and furniture. Azrelle’s eyes lit up. She had always been drawn to ornate details and the warm glow of the gold pleased her more than she expected.For a moment seated amid the chatter of the café she let herself dream of a life she no longer remembered.She imagined that her past may have been lavish, perhaps even in an exotic land. For a few quiet moments she felt a fleeting sense of importance and comfort.They ordered food. Azrelle choosing three items she had never tried.An alchemy-infused drink that tickled her tongue with a subtle fruity flavor. A spiced eggplant dish from a region unfamiliar to her. And a small square Hannish candy that melted delicately.The new tastes and the gentle hum of conversation around her gave her a rare sense of calm.While they ate their conversation turned to Jace and the veracity of his story.His sheer size made the tale difficult to believe. Especially considering the small stature of the Lalafells he claimed were responsible for his family’s death.Could a gang of Lalafells truly overpower an entire family? She wondered.Perhaps his family was unusually small or weak? She thought. Though it seemed unlikely.Even if she could not fully trust his account there was no denying his anger toward her being a Lalafell.Though it was only a glamour she wore he believed her to be part of the gang he had been hunting.Perhaps there was some truth to his story but Azrelle also wondered if he was unsure of the details himself.She and Banana spoke in quiet tones while sharing their impressions while finishing their meal.Once done they agreed to purchase airship fare back to Gridania to check in on B’ardwin.Both hoped he was well and had avoided trouble with the Order of the Twin Adder.Rest in Peace Jace/Jorm

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

A Veil Across the Aether

Having found no proof to support Jace’s story Azrelle and Banana boarded an airship bound for Gridania to check on B’ardwin.At the landing the familiar sounds of the busy Carline Canopy carried through the air above.Remembering their last meal there Azrelle chose not to repeat the experience.She and Banana offered a polite wave to Mother Miounne as they passed and continued on toward the Carpenters' Guild which Azrelle recognized from the tour B’ardwin once gave her.Finding no sign of him there they noticed the nearby headquarters of the Order of the Twin Adder and decided to try their luck.The central plaza was lively with travelers, adventurers, and citizens moving between errands. The mix of people and purposes reminded Azrelle of the busy streets of Ul’dah.At the entrance stood a guard on duty.Banana and Azrelle asked if he knew of B’ardwin or his whereabouts. The guard, Gavin, listened but did not respond with a single word. They assumed silence was part of his orders and did not press further.As they lingered nearby a young Viera man approached and asked how they knew B’ardwin.By chance this was Aleksey... a friend of his who was passing through on an errand.They explained their travels together and their wish to check on B'ardwin.Aleksey smiled and reassured them that B’ardwin was safe and currently at home. He then gave detailed directions by foot though he also mentioned that using the aetheryte network would be much faster.Seeing their uncertainty Aleksey guided them to the main aetheryte and briefly explained the attunement and travel process.Azrelle’s excitement at trying a new form of travel was mixed with worry.She wondered if passing through aether in further distances would disrupt her veil glamour.Both she and Banana showed some hesitation at the device’s scale and power.She steadied herself and reassured herself that adventurers used it every day without harm. With a practiced smile, she closed her eyes and placed her hand on the crystal.A surge of energy rushed through her. In the next instant she stood in a new location. Banana a short distance away.Her first instinct was to check herself. The veil still held. Relief softened her shoulders.This method of travel might prove very useful after all. She made a quiet note to test how it interacted with her draughts over time.Before they could say much a familiar voice called out. Basileus stood near a nearby home waving them over.They explained they were searching for B’ardwin and asked if they were in the right place. They were.Basileus then declared that passage required tribute as he was the self appointed gatekeeper. Azrelle laughed softly, assuming it was a joke. It was not.When Banana asked the price Basileus answered plainly. Ear rubs.Azrelle stepped back and informed Banana that task was clearly his responsibility, as she could not reach even if she tried.She was unsure whether this was cultural, personal, or simply Basileus being Basileus.Banana complied. As he rubbed Basileus’s ears, the Hrothgar’s voice shifted in tone and even the color of his fur changed before their eyes.Azrelle stared... puzzled. She kept a cautious distance until the path was declared open.After a brief exchange about tricks and odd talents they proceeded inside.Basileus and Banana entered B’ardwin’s home first and Azrelle followed mindful of boundaries and possible guests.B’ardwin entered the room expecting Aleksey, and only then realized who stood before him.They later learned Aleksey was his roommate.Azrelle settled at the far end of the couch while greetings were exchanged. Basileus soon received a message calling him elsewhere and took his leave.B’ardwin then explained that the Twin Adder had given him a severe reprimand and suspended him indefinitely following the Manor incident.Azrelle felt a heavy pang of guilt. She had never meant for her involvement to cost her friends so dearly. She promised herself she would make it right somehow.B’ardwin offered refreshments. Azrelle and Banana accepted tea. While he prepared it they shared stories of the Hannish tavern in Ul’dah and insisted he must join them there one day.They sat together with their cups enjoying the calm and easy company.Azrelle soon noticed B’ardwin was barefoot and asked about it without judgment. He explained his feet were unusual and often considered a gift within the Shroud, helpful for forest work and hunting.Though some outsiders found them unpleasant Azrelle could not understand why. She assured him he never needed to hide them around her.When Banana mentioned a library book Azrelle needed to return, she blinked in surprise, having nearly forgotten.She made a firm mental note to handle it soon.The talk turned to alchemy.Azrelle spoke in general terms about her research but did not reveal the true focus of the book she found on crystal based essence siphoning. It had offered little beyond what she and Mr. Lyctor already knew.During small talk, B’ardwin suggested Azrelle look into trade work in Gridania. If approved by the elementals her wares could be sold in the markets.The idea excited her. New markets meant new income and new possibilities.Her thoughts drifted briefly to her hidden identity and the glamour she maintained. She longed to be honest with them but feared it would feel like betrayal. One day, she told herself. Just not yet.They discussed bringing samples for approval. Azrelle began mentally listing useful potions and remedies the people of the Shroud might value.
Banana grew quieter during the business talk. He described himself as only a miner with little market knowledge.Azrelle quickly countered that miners were valuable and that alchemists frequently bought leftover mineral fragments. Having a direct supplier would be even better, she explained.She noticed his subdued posture and chose her words carefully. She offered to speak with contacts at the Alchemists’ Guild about possible work for him.As the evening wore on Azrelle felt the familiar strain of her veil beginning to weaken. Time was running short.She mentioned the late hour and said her goodbyes. She promised they would meet again soon.She returned to the inn just in time. She lett the draught fade so she could rest without the burden of the glamour.The strained use of keeping the veil up was growing harder. Mr. Lyctor’s stored essence was still not enough to sustain her comfortably.Perhaps on her next library visit she could research texts from distant lands if any where available.Older knowledge.... forgotten beyond Eorzea might hold an answer she needed.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets

After her first successful aether travel Azrelle and Banana decided they should expand their routes.From Gridania they planned a trip to Ishgard to attune to the main aetheryte there for faster travel in the future.The idea of moving so quickly between cities still felt a little unreal to Azrelle but useful enough to overcome the unease.They met at the airship landing in Ishgard and spoke briefly about how much they enjoyed the rides. Azrelle also mentioned how she enjoyed the sharp chill in the air that always seemed to cling to the city’s stone. The wind carried the scent of snow and smoke.Azrelle was already familiar with much of the inner city so she encouraged Banana to explore it with fresh eyes.She pointed out a young Miqo'te ticket vendor nearby who sold maps and suggested they begin there since remembering how helpful a simple map had once been for her own first walk through these streets.After purchasing one Azrelle marked several locations on Banana’s copy including the large aetheryte they needed to attune to. Together they began the long climb toward the inner plaza. Having to go through multiple flights of stone steps.Azrelle never liked the stairs in Ishgard.They were beautiful, yes, but relentless. She quietly wondered how the citizens managed them day after day without complaint. Even a short outing here could leave one winded.They paused near several grand residential estates. Tall windows, ironwork, and carefully tended entryways spoke of old wealth. Banana looked impressed by their size. Azrelle explained that many belonged to well known High Houses and carried generations of stories behind their doors.Nearby they noticed a smaller aetheryte shard. Curious Azrelle read the posted sign aloud.“By touching the shard, travelers would be sent directly to the plaza.”After a quick amused glance at each other she and Banana agreed to test it rather than take yet another set of stairs.A soft pulse of energy passed through her. It was like stepping through cool water.A moment later she stood beside Banana again... now facing the massive central aetheryte.The transition was smoother than she expected though it still left a faint flutter in her chest.Her hand rose at once to check the veil. Still intact. She released a slow breath she had not realized she was holding.She made a careful mental note. Repeated aether travel clearly strained the draught more than ordinary activity. The formula would need refinement. And soon.Feeling the steady hum of power from the crystal, Azrelle told Banana this must be the primary source feeding the smaller shards throughout the city. They each reached out and attuned to it letting the resonance settle.Another path secured.Pleased with their progress they sent word to B’ardwin to meet them at the Dragon Emporium so they could spend some time together.Azrelle mentioned a job board she remembered seeing there and thought it might offer simple work and extra gil. Even a small job could ease the pressure of rent.They headed toward the Empyreum district. Homes, shops, and taverns stood close together.Along the way they ran into B’ardwin himself. They greeted one another and begin their way together to the emporium.In the middle of explaining the route Azrelle casually mentioned that her own apartment was nearby, only in the opposite direction.Both Banana and B’ardwin were surprised. She had never said a word about living there. She only smiled and brushed it aside as if it had never seemed important to mention.Inside the Emporium they were greeted warmly by Kayden, the owner.Voices and laughter drifted up from the lower floor along with the smell of cooked food.Azrelle paused by the fire letting the warmth soak into her hands before stepping over to speak with him.She asked about the job board she had noticed on a previous visit. Kayden told her it had been moved downstairs.When she explained she hoped to find work for the three of them he seemed genuinely pleased. Like a host glad to see familiar faces returning.He also remarked that they appeared better dressed than the last time they visited.Azrelle lightly claimed the clothing had been passed down from Rarakiya. The answer came easily and practiced. Drawing attention to her appearance was the last thing she wanted while the glamour held.Banana, more interested in food than postings, headed downstairs first.Azrelle followed and soon found the board.After scanning several notices she selected a parchment and brought it to the bar where Banana was seated. She set the parchment down while she settled beside him while he ordered.The job described trouble with an imp somewhere in the Shroud. She explained what she knew of such creatures, comparing them loosely to the sort of magic users Basileus had dealt with before. She almost mentioned the manor incident but caught herself and chose a simpler description instead.B’ardwin joined them shortly after and ordered an ale. Azrelle slid the parchment toward him trusting he would recognize the location details better than they could.As the conversation warmed she felt a faint thinning at the edges of her glamour.Too soon.Aether travel again... or simple fatigue. Either way... the timing was bad.Keeping her tone light she said she had forgotten an important task and needed to step away. Both Banana and B'ardwin asked if she was well. She answered yes without hesitation and smiled steady enough to pass.Once outside her pace quickened.Busy streets turned to quieter ones and her calm mask slipped into focused urgency. She did not want anyone nearby when the veil gave out.The veil failed just as she reached her apartment door. The magic dissolved like fog in sunlight. She stood there catching her breath. Irritated and exhausted.Inside she gathered her notes and supplies and sat on the floor to begin another batch.Measurements were adjusted. Ratios reconsidered. She worked with stubborn determination refusing to let the failure stand.The new draught simmered in the cauldron as she finally stretched out on the couch.Sleep came quickly, pulled over her like a blanket, while the mixture slowly perfected itself in the quiet of the room.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Fallen Imps & Revelations

The following day, the group agreed to travel to Gridania to further plan their response to the request concerning the imp infestation.Banana and B'ardwin voiced concern over Azrelle after how abruptly she had left the Emporium the night before. Azrelle assured them she was well. She did not elaborate further.Being born and raised in the Black Shroud, B'ardwin informed them he knew where the imps had been sighted but the jour-ney would not be short.The three prepared for travel and departed Gridania through the Blue Badger Gate into Central Shroud.The forest stirred something within Azrelle that she could not explain.The scent of damp earth, the filtered sunlight through dense trees, and the distant calls of wildlife felt strangely familiar. She could not recall ever spending time in such woods, yet the sense of belonging did not alarm her.As they traveled B'ardwin spoke of the Shroud and its guardians. He shared stories of the Elementals and the Hearers who interpret their will and of Gridania's careful balance with the forest.They arrived at the aetheryte at Bentbranch Meadows. The area brought back memories of their earlier venture to Haukke Manor, though they had neglected to attune to the shard at the time.Banana and Azrelle attuned to the large crystal while B'ardwin explained that the Black Shroud serves as one of Eorzea's primary breeding grounds for chocobos. He noted that it was particularly those raised and trained under Gridanian care.Azrelle's gaze drifted toward the nearby stables. She had grown fond of riding chocobos. She appreciated both their speed and their gentle disposition. And she found them rather adorable, especially the younger ones.From Bentbranch Meadows the trio continued east toward Greentear.B'ardwin suspected the imps would be gathered in that area according to the job’s listing map and details.Upon arrival, Azrelle immediately felt the aura. A heavy concentration of aether clung to the ruins before them. Within the crumbling stone halls, several imps flitted and chattered among the shadows. It felt faint... ancient… and odd to her.Her aura sensing was often not reliable, but something in this area felt strongly familiar to her but she could not understand why."I did not expect so many," she murmured as she looked at the many Imps that were taking up the space before them.Before they could finalize a plan, the imps sensed their presence and descended upon them. Casting magics immediately.B'ardwin loosed arrows with practiced precision. Banana steadied his firearm and returned shot for shot. Azrelle focused on weaving protective barriers and restorative magicks, supplementing her efforts with silencing draughts to disrupt the creatures' spellcasting.Yet the imps seemed endless. They multiplied and scattered through the ruins. They forced the group deeper into the struc-ture until they reached a gate that opened into a vast circular chamber.The aether here was dark. Older. Stagnant in a way that unsettled her. Azrelle warned her companions to remain cautious.As they approached, she noticed unusual flora growing along fractured stone. Curious, she thought.She quickly gathered several broken petals and stems and stored them carefully in her pack for later study.The circular chamber was lined with smaller rooms set into the walls. Cells, she realized. Confinement chambers perhaps.B'ardwin explained that the ruins dated back to the subterranean city of Gelmorra. The civilization that predated Gridania.Many tunnels still ran beneath the Shroud. Over time, Gridania had repurposed some of these caverns to hold enemies of the forest until judgment was passed. This particular site later became known as Warren's Hold.Azrelle listened while continuing to collect samples of the magically saturated flora. Exposure to corrupted aether often altered natural properties. If studied properly, such changes could prove useful to her.Their conversation was cut short when a larger imp emerged from the inner chamber.This creature radiated power far beyond the others. Its presence pressed against Azrelle's senses, sharp and invasive.Steeling herself, she focused on her companions. Fear would serve no one.Drawing upon the techniques she had practiced as a scholar, she reinforced them with layered shields and sustained healing while they engaged the creature.The battle was fierce, but together they brought the imp down.Not wishing to linger in a place steeped in such oppressive aether, they began to withdraw. Azrelle carefully collected sev-eral vials of the creature's blood for study while B'ardwin gathered proof of their success for the client.Despite their victory, the lesser imps still scurried throughout the ruins.The infestation was larger than anticipated. They agreed the task would require additional hands if it were to be fully eradicated.The trio teleported back to the main aetheryte plaza in Gridania. After taking a moment to steady themselves they decided a proper rest was needed before returning to the Emporium with their findings.Alone in her inn room that night Azrelle laid awake thinking of the imp's strength.Creatures such as that did not arise without cause.Her thoughts drifted to the tales she had once read of the Warrior of Light and the countless threats faced across Eorzea. If such power lurked in forgotten ruins beneath the Shroud, what else waited beyond her understanding?Sleep eventually claimed her.The group agreed to remain in Gridania for a day to attend to personal matters. They sent word to reconvene in Ishgard the following afternoon.Banana and B’ardwin arrived in Ishgard by airship and Azrelle met them at the landing.They paused for a moment to take in the biting Coerthan air.Banana complained lightly of the cold while B’ardwin seemed indifferent.Azrelle noted their dislikes with her own contentment. She much preferred Ishgard’s chill to the dry, relentless heat of Ul’dah.She informed them she had returned home earlier that morning to test the imp specimens they had gathered. She had hope to discover useful alchemical properties within the blood and tissue.Banana found the idea unsettling. B’ardwin shrugged it off. From his perspective, beasts were often repurposed for their hides, bones, and sinew. Extracting value from fallen foes was only practical.Azrelle led them to the main aetheryte plaza and guided B’ardwin through the attunement process so that future travel to Ishgard would be easier.From there they made their way to the Dragon Emporium to turn in proof of their completed contract.
Kayden greeted them as they entered.The trio approached the counter and produced their spoils. A sack of imp wings and several small vials of blood.They explained that they had eliminated many imps and what appeared to be a leader, but the creatures were multiplying faster than anticipated.Kayden accepted the items and stepped away to inspect them.As they waited Banana mentioned he intended to head downstairs for a meal.Kayden returned briefly to inform him that the barkeep was absent and no food would be served that evening.Disappointed, Banana sighed.Azrelle suggested they could find another establishment still serving hot food. The others agreed.Kayden soon returned with their reward. Payment was fair and the proof sufficient.Before leaving Azrelle expressed interest in checking the notice board for new postings. The group descended to review it.One listing caught her attention. Another task in the Black Shroud.She questioned B’ardwin about the area mentioned and they examined the bill together.An unusually aggressive alpha boar had been causing havoc. They discussed strategy before formally accepting the job.B’ardwin warned them of the creature’s devastating charge. Azrelle considered her options carefully.Her silencing potions had proven somewhat unreliable against magically attuned imps but a stun flask should prove more effective against a purely physical beast.She mentioned she could seek assistance from Rarakiya for a petrified orb if necessary, though that would require travel to Ul’dah or possibly Mor Dhona. She explained she could refine the orb into an oil. If applied properly, a boar’s hide would absorb it quickly.As they spoke, Kayden descended to tend the bar. Having overheard their discussion, he interrupted to ask whether they had registered as mercenaries.Unaware such registration was available they asked for clarification.Azrelle made it clear she had no intention of pursuing full time contract work. This was temporary.At least until she ac-quired another treasure map. Still… supplemental gil would not be unwelcome.She quietly entertained the idea of owning property one day.Kayden explained that registered mercenaries were granted broader travel permissions and fewer restrictions at certain borders. Access that common citizens did not always enjoy.The prospect intrigued her.B’ardwin, Banana, and Azrelle agreed to register and followed Kayden upstairs to complete the necessary paperwork.B’ardwin requested extra forms for friends. Azrelle assumed one was meant for Aleksey. Not wanting to pry, she did not ask for clarification.After submitting the documents Kayden asked which type of rank identification each preferred.Azrelle selected a necklace while Banana and B’ardwin chose rings.They were told the items would be ready during their next visit.Azrelle confirmed they could still accept the boar contract while registration was processing. Kayden assured her they could.Excitement stirred in her chest. The stories she had read of the Warrior of Light often spoke of humble beginnings. She was not so bold as to compare herself, but the path felt… adjacent.Time slipped by unnoticed. Azrelle felt the familiar weakening of her draught.She asked if they would mind stopping at her home before supper. Both Banana and B’ardwin appeared surprised to learn she lived in Ishgard.Azrelle had revealed little of her personal life. She enjoyed their companionship and feared what might change if she ex-posed too much too soon.She explained she had left a potion brewing and needed to tend to it.Upon reaching a relatively new apartment building in Ishgard, she mentioned it had few occupants but suited her needs well.Inside her apartment she invited them to sit.B’ardwin politely asked whether they should remove their boots. Azrelle agreed. The long walk had likely wearied him.She moved to her workspace and checked the brewing potion. She then discreetly exchanged bottles.With practiced subtlety she reapplied her veil without drawing attention.B’ardwin asked what she was concocting.“A traveling draught,” she replied calmly.He asked if she suffered from an ailment.Azrelle hesitated only briefly before admitting she did. She explained she could not recall how she had come to bear it. And did not elaborate after that.Banana gently asked whether it was the reason she occasionally departed without warning.“If I understood it better,” she answered softly, “I would explain.”She spoke then of her lost memories and her arrival in Ul’dah.She reassured them that her condition was managed proper-ly.The conversation turned to memories one might wish forgotten. Azrelle could not relate. Having none, she found the con-cept distant.Remembering their earlier plan for supper, she shifted the topic. Where should they eat?B’ardwin suggested visiting his parents’ bar in Gridania. He offered to prepare food himself. Banana and Azrelle readily agreed.Azrelle asked whether his suspension from the Adders had strained relations with his family. B’ardwin assured her they sup-ported his decision.She was relieved to hear it.With that… they made their way to travel back to Gridania.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Behemoth Bread & Dreams

After arriving in Gridania the trio made their way toward the tavern where they had first met.Before entering the tavern Banana paused. His gaze lifting toward the towering trees in the distance. The massive trunks rose like ancient pillars.Azrelle followed his line of sight. That familiar calm washed over her again.A quiet thought lingered. Could she have once been from the Shroud?The sense of belonging stirred each time she walked beneath its branches.After a moment, they all entered the establishment.B’ardwin moved confidently behind the counter and began preparing a meal. Banana watched in open admiration.Banana admitted he had begun considering a different path. Mining no longer felt certain to him. He had developed an interest in cooking and feared his previous trade may have run its course.Azrelle and B’ardwin encouraged him warmly. Skills could always be learned. Passions deserved pursuit.While the two of them talked of cooking, Azrelle sat at a table. She unfolded the notice for the alpha boar and studied the map carefully.She caught bits and pieces of their conversation.Azrelle looked up while Banana recounted some of his past. “Do you have any family?” she asked.Banana hesitated before admitting he did not know where he was from. Nor did he know of any family.His story carried echoes of her own. The difference was that he remembered fragments of hardship while she remembered nothing at all. She understood the ache of incompleteness. The feeling of walking forward without a foundation.Sensing the weight of the topic Banana abruptly changed the subject. B’ardwin announced that burgers were on the menu.As B’ardwin cooked Azrelle and Banana spoke quietly about those who had once filled this tavern.They wondered where their former companions had gone. Neither had heard from any of them.Azrelle asked if Banana had ever traveled to Limsa Lominsa. She suggested the city might suit him well, especially with the presence of the Culinarians' Guild.Though she herself had never journeyed that far... she thought it would make for a worthy adventure someday.B’ardwin invited Banana to observe the final stages of preparation.Azrelle joined them near the hearth as he explained each step.Banana confessed that much of his childhood had been spent eating whatever he could find. The idea of crafting proper meals seemed to light something inside him.Azrelle silently resolved to help him pursue it.When the meal was finished B’ardwin plated the food and carried it to the table. A large purple bun laid on top.Azrelle tilted her head at the unusual purple bread.“It is called the Behemoth,” B’ardwin explained. “The color comes from edible dyes mixed into the dough.”The name caught her attention. She knew of the creature. At least from stories told in Ishgard.Massive. Destructive. A beast that required coordinated efforts to fell.“Have you ever seen one?” she asked B’ardwin.B’ardwin shook his head. Neither of them had.Azrelle allowed herself a small smile. Another distant possibility formed in her thoughts.Perhaps one day the three of them would witness a true Behemoth in the wild. The world was vast enough for such en-counters.As they ate the conversation returned to the task at hand.B’ardwin clarified that boars roamed multiple regions of the Shroud but this particular alpha had been sighted in East Shroud and reaching it would require a couple days of travel.They agreed on a plan and decided to make final preparations in Gridania before setting out the following morning.Azrelle folded the map carefully.Another hunt awaited them.And perhaps, another step closer to understanding who she truly was.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Boars & Business

The group gathered in Gridania once more. B’ardwin serving as their guide.He instructed Azrelle and Banana to follow him to the Lancer’s Guild.He explained they would board a small boat bound for Sweetbloom Pier in the East Shroud.The ride was brief. They arrived at the pier within a couple hours.
Stepping off the boat B’ardwin explained that they would soon be entering Sylph territory. It would be wise to introduce themselves to the locals before venturing deeper. But first, he suggested they rest for the night to ensure they would reach the boar’s location by tomorrow evening.B’ardwin set up a modest camp. Banana fell asleep almost immediately. Azrelle and B’ardwin lingered. The spoke quietly about the distant shapes of the forest around them. Azrelle felt herself drifting into the calm embrace of sleep.The next morning they set out early.
Their first stop was Hawthorne Settlement. They gave their chocobos a rest. Azrelle spoke briefly with a few merchants and observed the local customs.B’ardwin reminded them that the area could harbor hostile creatures and vigilance was necessary.Azrelle retrieved a small pouch from her backpack and dusted herself with a fine, invisible powder.“This wards against ill-intent,” she explained. “It should keep unwanted creatures away.” She says while extending the pouch out to them.B’ardwin and Banana followed suit, coating themselves before stowing the pouch back with Azrelle. They then continued, entering the Sylph lands.Azrelle knew little of the Sylphs beyond the tales of the Warrior of Light befriending them and opposing Ramuh.B’ardwin added that the area was still touched by Garlean presence and by Sylphs affected by the calamity. Caution was essential.As they walked B’ardwin asked about Azrelle’s family.She recounted her past: found in Thanalan, taken in by Rarakiya and his wife, no one in Ul’dah recognizing her. They surmised she might have been a victim of the Calamity years ago, when many lost fragments of their memories.Along the path B’ardwin stopped at a tree and carefully collected sap.“The Sylphs enjoy this,” he said, handing each of them a small vial. “A gift goes a long way.”He also warned them that Sylphs liked to see visitors dance for amusement. Azrelle smiled at the thought, assuming he was joking… but he was entirely serious.Upon arrival B’ardwin introduced them to Komuxio. The elder Sylph.Azrelle noted how comfortable B’ardwin appeared with the little creature and asked if they were acquainted.“I became friends with the Sylphs during my time with the Adders,” he replied.Azrelle studied the small beings. Their green, leafy forms reminded her of cabbage, though she wisely kept the thought to herself. She wanted to remain in good standing.As Komuxio spoke with B’ardwin, Azrelle and Banana remained quiet, absorbing the surroundings.Azrelle’s eyes roamed upward, noting the small green huts dangling from the treetops.B’ardwin instructed the two to dance for the elder.Hesitant at first. But they did so. Komuxio seemed pleased. He blessed them with words to aid their journey deeper into Sylph territory and cautioned them about recent Garlean sightings.Azrelle offered her vial of sap as a gift before they continued northward.The forest darkened as they entered the deeper lands.
Thick fog clung to the skin. Visibility dropped.Soon, they arrived at a small pond near the entrance to the touched Sylphs’ area. B’ardwin filled a vial with water before they pressed on.Before them loomed a massive structure.Wooden spikes jutted outward like jagged teeth that glowed faintly with purple light. Mist flowed from beneath it that explained the dense fog.They skirted the structure following B’ardwin’s map and the faintly lit path to the area where the alpha boar had been sighted.While B’ardwin and Banana set up camp, Azrelle treated the surrounding ground with a paralyzing agent she had concoct-ed. She explained that any boar coming into contact with it would be slowed which would give them a safer chance to avoid its deadly charge.During the night they waited.Finally… the beast arrived.Its size was unnatural. Azrelle had never seen a boar so massive.The battle was fierce. B’ardwin and Banana coordinated their attacks while Azrelle, as before with the imps, focused on healing and protective magic to keep them all safe.Once the boar and its smaller companions were defeated, B’ardwin advised taking only what they could carry, leaving the forest to reclaim the rest.Azrelle collected two small vials of blood and a bundle of its fur. She could consider a potential alchemical use. Her curiosity on how the beast reached such a size was running through her mind.Recognizing the danger of lingering, they broke down their camp and teleported back to Gridania.After a brief rest they agreed to return to Ishgard the following day to present their spoils to Kayden at the Emporium and submit proof of the successful hunt.After resting in Gridania, the three adventurers gathered and prepared to return to the Emporium to present proof of their work clearing the bramble of the boars. They boarded an airship bound for Ishgard and arrived safely.The bitter cold of Ishgard still brought some discomfort to Banana and B’ardwin. Azrelle felt right at home. She joked that Rarakiya might have believed she was born in the snow.As they made their way to the Emporium they discussed possible new jobs posted on the boards.Azrelle informed the group that she would need to pass on new jobs for a time as she would be traveling to Mor Dhona to retrieve an item directly from a merchant.Never having ventured that far, Azrelle explained it would be a long journey through the snowy expanse of Coerthas.Upon entering the Emporium, Azrelle warmed herself at the fire. Not from cold but because it seemed fitting considering how much people complained about the weather.B’ardwin and Banana joined her, stretching and getting comfortable before tending to business with Kayden.At the counter they recounted their adventure in the East Shroud: meeting the Sylphs, traveling through touched Sylph territory, and ultimately confronting the unnaturally large alpha boar. They presented the items they collected as proof of their success.Kayden accepted the offerings and explained he would need some time to examine their worth.He suggested they go down-stairs to enjoy food and comfort while he worked. They agreed.B’ardwin and Azrelle found a table among the patrons, while Banana stayed upstairs to discuss cooking wares for sale with Kayden.Shortly after, Banana joined them. Astrid, tending the tavern, greeted the group and described the evening menu: smoked chicken, mutton stew, and their usual selection of drinks.Azrelle ordered the smoked chicken with a glass of wine, Banana chose his usual kebabs, and B’ardwin a pint of ale. Astrid returned quickly with their meals and drinks.Over dinner, Azrelle explained her upcoming trip to Mor Dhona. The merchant Talan would only allow a personal pick-up of the item she required, so she would need companions for safety in unfamiliar territory. B’ardwin offered himself and Ale-ksey, while Banana volunteered as well.Azrelle hesitated, worried about imposing on Aleksey, whom she had met only briefly. B’ardwin reassured her, though preparations would take a few days as he and Aleksey were moving into a new home.B’ardwin explained that he had recently inherited a family property after relatives on his mother’s side had passed. With their apartment becoming crowded, his family offered him the home. Azrelle offered her help should they need it during the move.Once they finished their meal, Kayden returned with a coin pouch for their boar hunt and their identification badges from the Emporium.Azrelle received a necklace, while B’ardwin and Banana chose rings.These would serve as official identification for future jobs and grant them quicker access to areas typically off-limits to the common folk.B’ardwin asked about a posting for a Behemoth hunt. Kayden explained that only gold-rank or higher adventurers could attempt the task, as the creature was exceptionally fearsome. Azrelle, recalling their conversation at B’ardwin’s tavern, felt confident that one day they might encounter such a beast.With business concluded, Azrelle divided the gil from their coin pouch among the group. They discussed the upcoming Mor Dhona trip again, Azrelle still uneasy about asking Aleksey for the favor. B’ardwin encouraged her, noting Aleksey’s experience with survival in harsh areas, and promised to speak with him once settled in his new home.Noting how long they had been away, Azrelle suggested the trio take a break to tend to personal affairs. They agreed to meet again after sending word that they were ready for the next adventure in Mor Dhona.Before departing, Azrelle asked Kayden for maps of Coerthas. He directed her to the back of the shop, where a selection of maps awaited.She collected several covering the local areas surrounding Coerthas, along with a few miscellaneous maps that might prove useful.With that, the trio went their separate ways.Azrelle returned to her apartment, Banana stayed in Ishgard to rest, and B’ardwin went back to Gridania to prepare for his move.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Markets & Mysteries

A couple weeks pass.Azrelle reached out to B’ardwyn to discuss potential wares she could present to the Gridanian Hearers for approval. She had hopes of selling specific wares in the local markets.She met B’ardwyn in Gridania and together they made their way to B’ardwyn and Aleksey’s new home in the Lavender Beds.Once settled B’ardwyn prepared tea and treats. While he did that in the kitchen, Azrelle laid out the three items she had prepared, explaining their uses for Gridania’s citizens or even the Adders.• A rosewood wand. Coated with a mind potion designed to enhance a healer’s focus and effectiveness during spell casting. It has an added protection prayer engraved in high-quality enchanted gold ink.• An enhanced flask of vitality. Subtly enhanced to provide longer-lasting restorative effects. Useful for surviving in the wild or during long hunts.• A lemon flavored elixir. Sweetened with lemon syrup to improve the taste of tonics and potions that typically left an unpleasant aftertaste. This flavor should encourage frequent use.B’ardwyn offered his opinion on the items. He noted that all three could be beneficial to a wide range of people, from citizens to Adders. He reminded Azrelle that any attempt to sell them would require the approval of the Elementals before a merchant could take them to market.Grateful for his advice Azrelle promised to seek out the appropriate officials to arrange a consultation with the Hearers.
She also shared news from Mor Dhona.Talan had decided against requiring her personal trip and opted instead to deliver the item she requested directly to Rarakiya in Ul’dah.Azrelle was relieved because the journey through Coerthas had seemed daunting with a proper guide.She worried about their safety.
B’ardwyn was curious. He asked what sort of item warranted such trouble.Azrelle explained she had ordered a specialized lens designed to reveal hidden writings or scriptures.She had previously dis-covered a mysterious book in a library and convinced it concealed a secret message cloaked in magic. Her curiosity, and hope of uncovering something valuable, drove her to investigate.With the lens arriving in Ul’dah the following day, Azrelle had already prepared the necessary dust to reveal any hidden inscriptions.She needed only to travel to Ul’dah to retrieve it. She invited B’ardwyn and planned to inform Banana to join her if they wished.As their conversation continued Azrelle learned more about her new friends.B’ardwyn shared how he and Aleksey had met in the East Shroud. In a spot near the pond they had stopped at during their recent boar hunt.Aleksey had been unconscious after fleeing pursuers and encountering a dangerous morbol. B’ardwyn and his sister had found him, brought him home, treated his injuries, and welcomed him into their family. Four years had passed since.Hearing these stories brought Azrelle a warmth she had not felt in a long time.Without knowledge of her own family she often wondered if the search for them would ever yield more than wishful thinking.Yet the time she had spent with her friends had grown into something she could almost call family.Their conversation then turned to lighter topics.They spoke of Limsa, which Azrelle hoped to visit one day so Banana could see the culinary guild, and a new library in Ul’dah she wished to explore with him for cooking books.They also discussed fantastical topics such as Moogles and the legendary Black Rider, Odin, rumored to appear in the Shroud.Before departing, B’ardwyn gave Azrelle a brief tour of his new home, and she shared her plans to travel to Ul’dah the fol-lowing day.She invited B’ardwyn and Aleksey to join her so that they could meet with Banana and visit the library after picking up the lens from Rarakiya.After receiving word that everyone was interested in the journey to Ul’dah, Azrelle readied herself for the trip.Since B’ardwyn and Aleksey had never been to Ul’dah, Azrelle hurried her preparations and realized she should meet them at the airship landing rather than at the Adventurer’s Guild tavern.Azrelle greeted her friends and began a tour of Ul’dah as they made their way toward Rarakiya’s stall in the markets.Along the way she introduced them to the many guilds and popular spots in the city. She included small tidbits about the young nobles who often used the empty royal rooms for what she called “personal time”.They passed the Alchemist and Goldsmithing guilds while deliberately avoiding the Miner guild so as not to draw attention to Banana.B’ardwyn mentioned that a childhood friend of his had connections to the Goldsmithing guild, though the friend now resided in Limsa.Azrelle continued to share small pieces of information about the areas they walked through until they arrived at Rarakiya’s stall in the middle of Sapphire Avenue Exchange.Upon arriving Rarakiya informed Azrelle that a thief had appeared in the markets earlier and that the Blades would be coming to investigate. Azrelle knew it would be best not to linger. The lens she now carried was not considered legal in the markets and she wished to avoid a search.She told Rarakiya that she would return the following day. Rarakiya insisted that Azrelle take a small pouch of gil.Azrelle refused at first, but finally accepted. She placed it in her pocket alongside the lens.Azrelle then told her friends that they needed to leave the markets quickly to avoid trouble.Once outside the busy streets the group encountered a merchant who stopped them near the main aetheryte area. Azrelle wanted them to attune before heading to the inn to rest.The man carried an unpleasant aura that Azrelle immediately sensed.He asked if they were “down on their luck” and promised that “your riches could be double or even triple with the wares I have.”Having dealt with her fair share of shady merchants, Azrelle declined.The man offered a peek into his crate, and although Azrelle began to move away, Banana’s curiosity drew him closer.Inside he glimpsed a pair of Viera paws that appeared disturbingly real.Aleksey quickly urged the group to move on.Azrelle had already started walking at this point, though Banana and B’ardwyn lingered, discussing the strange contents of the crate.B’ardwyn and Aleksey talked about how some areas the Veira were hunted for their feet and they were sold as “good luck charms”.Azrelle felt disgusted with this new knowledge. She made a mental note to report the merchant to the Blades once they returned to the Adventurer’s Guild.After a few minutes, they made it to the main city area.Azrelle had brought them here so they could attune properly. To ensure easier travel throughout Ul’dah if needed.Before heading to the inn to rest, she planned to visit the library so she could finally examine the mysterious book with the lens she had obtained from Talan.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

What Does the Book Say?

The following day Azrelle waited outside the Adventurer’s Guild for her friends.Her heart racing with anticipation.She had barely slept the night before. She spent hours poring over the blank pages of the mysterious book. Hoping that the lens she now possessed would finally reveal something hidden. The thought of uncovering its secrets filled her with a mix of excitement and nervous energy.When her friends arrived Azrelle greeted them with a bright smile. Eager to finally reach the library she led them through the winding streets of the Goblet.The Goblet was a residential district tucked behind Ul’dah’s bustling markets. Narrow alleys opened onto quiet courtyards, and she pointed out what little she knew.“The Goblet is where people live and work away from the busiest streets,” she explained. “There are homes, shops, and small businesses tucked into these winding lanes and a several adventurers live here too.” She added.The air carried a mix of scents.Freshly baked bread, herbs from small garden baskets, and the faint warmth of sun-warmed stone.The streets were quieter than the market districts and the murmur of everyday life felt more relaxed.After winding through a few more alleys they reached a quieter section of the district.Here, the hum of the Goblet softened, replaced by the occasional chirping of birds or rustle of leaves.A small, unassuming door marked the entrance to the private library Azrelle had discovered several weeks ago.The door was sturdy. Polished oak with a brass handle and a carved symbol resembling an open book.She explained that the library kept strict rules for visitors, which is why she had arranged their visit in advance.Once inside the group was met with the scent of aged parchment and the faint musk of ink.Azrelle led them to the vast wall of drawers. Each labeled and containing parchment slips detailing the locations of books throughout the library.While her friends wandered and explored Azrelle set up her workspace at the empty table setup in the middle.She arranged the mysterious book, a jar of fine dust, a small painter’s brush, and the lens she had obtained from Talan.The book had no title. Its pages appeared blank. Yet Azrelle could still feel the faint aura that had surrounded it when she first discovered it.She was certain a secret message was hidden within. She sat a moment staring at it. Recalling the similar methods used on treasure maps she had studied.Excitement bubbling she made herself comfortable on the floor beside the small table.Carefully, she brushed the first page with the fine powder and held the lens over it, waiting for a revelation.Nothing appeared.She repeated the process on several pages. Her hope dimming with each attempt. Doubt crept in, whispering that perhaps she had been mistaken all along.Her friends, Banana, B’ardwyn, and Aleksey, gathered around to watch.Their curiosity mirrored her own as she worked her way through the book.Nearly at the final pages and with the powder nearly gone, Azrelle slumped back in frustration.Surely, she thought, she had wasted her time.Then, almost imperceptibly, the page began to glow.Letters formed beneath the lens.Delicate and precise.She sat upright, leaning forward, mesmerized as the first word slowly revealed itself.“G… A… I… U… S…” she whispered aloud, sounding out the letters as they emerged.Her brow furrowed in her usual expression of puzzlement.Gaius? She thought.Only tales from the Warrior of Light adventures she had read in Ul’dah had mentioned the name.What secrets could this Gaius hold?And who had gone to such lengths to hide his name in this book? She wondered.B’ardwyn glanced at Aleksey who appeared uneasy but remained silent. The three of them were as perplexed as Azrelle.Aleksey finally spoke.He offered vague details about Gaius.He stated that Gaius was likely still in Terncliff now.Azrelle, unfamiliar with the place, felt a surge of resolve.This would be her next destination.Her mind raced with questions: Could Gaius know of her? Was this book truly meant for her discovery?The revelation stirred a whirlwind of emotions within Azrelle.The day’s events had been intense and the weight of the discovery left them all needing a moment of calm.She led her friends back through the quiet Goblet streets. Reflecting on their peaceful charm they made it to the inn.She instructed the innkeeper to leave a plate of treats and refreshments in each of their rooms. The group agreed that taking the time to rest and reflect on recent events would be wise.The book had revealed its secret.But it had also opened a door to a new mystery that Azrelle could ignore.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Doubts & Decisions

A week or so passes before the group agrees to meet back at the Dragon Emporium to discuss their next plans.Traveling back to the Emporium, now firmly established as a hub for their materials, missions, and information, Azrelle felt a mix of anticipation and unease.She was unsure of what to expect from Kayden... or anyone when asking about The Black Wolf. She knew the name would not sit well in most Eorzean ears.Arriving just after the shop opened, the group made their way to the counter, where Kayden could always be found.A lump formed in Azrelle’s throat as she prepared to speak. She was nervous to bring up Gaius in open conversation. Yet she knew it was the only way to uncover the secrets of the book.She asked Kayden if he knew of any literature the shop might hold regarding The Black Wolf.He raised an eyebrow, curious about her request, and Azrelle, not wanting anyone overhearing, asked if they could speak privately. He agreed, guiding them to a small conference room in the back of the shop.The room was bright, modest, with a single table and chairs. It seemed ready for business.Kayden’s first question cut straight to the heart of the matter: Why did they seek Gaius? And were they intending harm?Azrelle, taken aback, assured him that they had no ill intent. They only sought information. She thought it would be all too perfect if she would have a chance to speak with him directly.She explained the book and how they had learned Gaius was known to visit Terncliff. She spoke of their uncertainty about how to reach the region that was perched high in the sky and surrounded by oceans.Kayden informed them that Terncliff was slowly recovering and tightly restricted. Only trusted organizations or merchant companies allowed entry.Azrelle asked if he knew of any merchants who could provide access and Kayden revealed that his company was one of the few with privileges to trade there.His influence was far greater than she had imagined. He had conducted business across Eorzea, Doma, and Thavnair, and had even supplied the Alliance with potions during the Bozja events.The revelation comforted Azrelle.She now knew she was speaking with someone well-traveled and knowledgeable about regions she longed to visit.Kayden explained that access would require a uniform from his company. Their appearance as adventurers or common folk would make them instantly recognizable on an airship bound for Terncliff. He could have uniforms ready within a few days.Azrelle, sensing this all seemed too easy, wanted time to discuss her concerns with her friends.Kayden agreed and asked them to notify him of the number of uniforms needed should they decide to go this route.The trio left the Emporium with much to consider. They headed back to Azrelle’s apartment to rest and share their thoughts.Azrelle spent the evening combing through her library for any mention of Terncliff or Gaius. She found nothing useful.She sent word to Mislin, hoping he would respond soon. It had been a long time since she had been able to contact him, and there was much to share.While her friends slept Azrelle tested new ingredients she had discovered on her recent Ul’dah trip.She hoped the mixture would better protect her veil draught from the adverse effects of aether travel.After brief tests in Ul’dah and Ishgard she found the results promising. Satisfied, she prepared a large batch for their up-coming journeys and set water to boil for tea or coffee, anticipating her friends awakening soon.Soon, Banana and B’ardwyn awoke.Azrelle greeted them warmly and offered her pantry for them to prepare drinks of their choice.They spoke briefly of their sleep before turning to Kayden’s information.Azrelle expressed concern over the secretive nature of the Emporium and their limited knowledge of Kayden and his business. It seemed almost too convenient to have his immediate assistance to mere strangers he’d just met.The group agreed that the only way to know more would be to proceed cautiously.For now they would follow Kayden’s guidance and obtain the necessary uniforms to ensure access to Terncliff. As their adventurer appearances would not suffice.They set out once more for the Emporium to confirm their decision and receive further instructions.Upon arrival, the trio warmed themselves by the fire as they always did before approaching the shop entrance.Banana headed downstairs to the tavern, drawn by his fondness for kabobs… while B’ardwyn and Azrelle approached the counter to find Kayden.Kayden explained that they would need to travel to Ala Mhigo to board his company airship for Terncliff.To reach Ala Mhigo they would traverse from the Shroud through Baelsar’s Wall to the regions of Gyr Abania.Aleksey, familiar with the terrain, would guide them.Azrelle confirmed her understanding of the route and learned that their uniforms would be ready within two days. The trip to Gyr Abania would take several weeks and they had ample time to prepare.Meanwhile, Banana had indulged in Astrid’s mysterious “red stuff,” unaware of its potency. By the time he rejoined the group, he was noticeably intoxicated.B’ardwyn gave Kayden a linkpearl for communication during their journey and future missions.Azrelle discovered that the device required specific frequency settings, which explained her difficulty reaching Mislin. She made a mental note to correct the settings upon returning home.Seeing Banana’s state, B’ardwyn realized they would need to carry him back to Azrelle’s apartment.Azrelle could only watch, a small smile on her face. “They,” she thought with a soft giggle, “being B’ardwyn.”Being in her Lalafell glamour still she knew she would not be able to assist.B’ardwyn prepared to shoulder the task and they left the Emporium to prepare for a new journey.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Notice For This Entry

Several story progression sessions were lost due to my computer crashing before I could write them up.Below is a short recap of events and story progression for Azrelle that we remembered from memory.Also, the creator of Banana, decided to make a more serious character, that we will meet soon.
Banana will be MIA in their minds, perhaps he went off to Limsa to discover his talents in culinary.

Recap of Events

The three parted ways to prepare for the upcoming trip.During this time, Azrelle received word from Ms. Miounne in Gridania that the Hearers had accepted an audience with her to introduce the wares she wished to sell in the markets.Excited, Azrelle sent word to B'ardwyn and Banana, asking if they would join her for support.They agreed to meet in Gridania.Remembering what B'ardwyn had shared previously regarding the Hearers and the Elementals,Azrelle knew she must be completely honest and present herself in good faith. This also meant revealing her true form to her friends.She feared the worst but hoped they would accept her and hold no ill feelings for the deception she had maintained for so long.She spent time in her mind preparing what she would say and how she would explain herself.The day came, and B'ardwyn led them to the Hearers’ meeting grounds.Azrelle removed her veil and revealed her true self. From a Lalafell to a Mi’qote.She explained that Rarakiya had advised her to remain in disguise while in Ul'dah city limits until she could remember her past.She also explained that the draughts she created and drank while traveling were what allowed her to maintain her glamour as a Lalafell.B'ardwyn appeared cautious. Banana seemed entirely unbothered by the revelation.Azrelle suggested that they could meet afterward to discuss any concerns or questions. She left that decision to her friends.When they met with the Hearer Elissa B'ardwyn presented the parchment from Ms. Miounne.Elissa instructed Azrelle to place the three items she wished to present on the ground.The first was a rosewood wand, crafted from common wood found in Gridania, enhanced with a draught of mind to aid in
focus and spellcasting.The second was the vitality potion, with simple syrup and rolanberry extract to provide a more pleasant taste without an unpleasant aftertaste.The third was an elixir infused with lemon extract, similarly designed to make drinking more enjoyable.Of the three items, the vitality potion and the elixir were approved by the Elementals.Azrelle felt pleased with the outcome and now only needed to find a vendor in the markets willing to sell her wares.The Gridanian markets were bustling, full of vendors with a variety of items.Azrelle roamed among them while B'ardwyn and Banana attended to last-minute shopping.She eventually found an Ul'dah Lalafell woman with two loud assistants shouting her wares.Their goods had not been pop-ular in Gridania, and Azrelle offered them a chance to try her own wares.They agreed on an order size and sale price.Eager to return home and prepare the brews for the order, Azrelle met back up with her friends and excused herself for the evening.A few days later the group met again in Gridania to discuss the upcoming trip.Azrelle mentioned that Rarakiya had provided gil to hire an adventurer to escort them to Terncliff. Someone capable of handling themselves in combat.While they discussed this, someone overheard their conversation and introduced themselves as Fyth, a dragoon willing to escort them if they knew the way.Cautious but intrigued, Azrelle felt it wise to accept the offer, knowing that a small group traveling through unknown lands could encounter danger.Plans were set to meet the following morning in East Shroud.Azrelle felt confident navigating the Shroud, while Banana left word that he would not be joining the trip and would pursue his own adventure.Guided by B'ardwyn, the group of four began their journey toward Terncliff.They traveled from East Shroud to Josselin's Spire, meeting the gatekeeper who could escort them through the Castrum safely into the Fringes.The Fringes marked the true start of their journey.The region, sharing a border with Gridania, had once been under Empire occupation and a battleground for the beast tribes, the Empire, Gyr Abania, and Ala Mhigan forces.Aleksey led the group, sharing knowledge of the damaged Garlean machinery embedded in the land and the many lives lost during the occupation.Azrelle noticed the lingering disruptions of aether around the broken machines. While the sights were unfamiliar to her, she felt relieved that she had not endured such a time herself.As they traveled, Aleksey shared stories of the Ironworks and the region’s history.Arriving at a small settlement known as Bittermill, they found it abandoned and uncared for. They continued north and made camp off the road as night fell.While resting under an old pavilion, a stranger approached, introducing himself as a Captain from Norvandt.Curious, Azrelle asked questions. Fyth explained that she too was from Norvandt, a world outside this one, though they did not remember how they had arrived in Eorzea.The revelation puzzled Azrelle, and her mind raced with thoughts of other worlds and the possibility of her own origin.Night fell, and the Captain departed after observing their preparations.Azrelle and the group continued toward Castellum Velodyna, a settlement on a large bridge now home to the Ananta beast tribe.Azrelle marveled at the sight of them. Presenting Kayden’s necklace to the guards, they were allowed to pass freely.They remained out of sight and rested for the night.The next day, they reached the Peering Stones settlement, home to a Mi'qote tribe on high cliffs.Azrelle and her companions sought out the tribe leader, Nuhn, offering wares in trade for shelter. He agreed, providing them with stew, water, and a safe place to camp.Azrelle spent the evening studying a detailed book on the region she had purchased from a local vendor.Morning came, and the group broke camp. After several hours of travel, they reached the Peaks, whereAzrelle was captivated by the lush, green scenery, a stark contrast to the rocky Fringes. They made camp for the night, and Azrelle spent a quiet moment gazing at the stars, reflecting on other worlds and the possibility of her own origins.B'ardwyn and Aleksey planned the next day’s journey toward a large settlement to replenish supplies.The travel was long, but they arrived safely and found a place to rest from the heat.Thus began the next leg of their journey, full of new discoveries, challenges, and companions.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

A Stranger on the Eastern Road

The evening spent in the settlement of Ala Ghiri was uneventful.Azrelle rose early, as she often did, and wandered through the grounds while most still slept.She took in the quiet movements of locals beginning their day and the many chocobos resting in loose clusters along the outskirts.She noticed men and women dressed in Resistance uniforms.Some moved with tired purpose, while others lingered heavily, the scent of ale still clinging to them.After all the region had endured under imperial occupation, she could not blame them for either exhaustion or indulgence.She struck up conversation with a Resistance soldier who spoke of Ala Ghiri’s former life as a lively stop along the trade route to the Far East before the Empire seized control.Now that imperial forces had been driven from the region, trade between Gridania and Ul'dah was expected to resume in earnest.The news interested Azrelle.A vendor she spoke with shared the same hopeful tone. Imagining fuller stalls and better coin.She left her name with him. Suggesting that perhaps in the future she might supply wares for trade.It cost nothing to plant the idea. She thought.Before returning to her companions, she passed two young women speaking in hushed but confident tones about their “services.” They spoke bluntly of their standards and their disdain for the imperials they referred to as brutes and pigs. One noticed Azrelle listening and added that good men and women of the Resistance were welcome to partake.Azrelle simply smiled politely and continued on.She returned to her companions and found they were just beginning to stir. She greeted them with a quiet good morning and informed them she had purchased rations for each of their packs. Only the chocobos still needed tending.The last stretch of night clung to the sky, and they agreed to settle final matters before departing at first light.
Aleksey suggested filling their waterskins. Azrelle admitted she had not seen much clean water in the settlement, only barrels and bottles whose contents she assumed were alcohol.Fyth mentioned she had collected a few bottles during the night.
Aleksey raised a brow and commented that he hoped they had been paid for, no matter how drunk the vendor and his guests appeared.Fyth replied that only a smile had sufficed.When dawn finally broke they headed northward. The Lochs were still a long distance ahead.The first landmark they encountered was the ruins of Goodblade.Broken structures stood silent and claimed by wildlife. The creatures roaming the area were not aggressive which allowed them to pass with relative ease.Some time later they reached the imposing remains of Specula Imperatoris.A guard allowed them entry after Azrelle presented her necklace.Inside the site felt more like a battlefield frozen in time than a functioning stronghold. Ruined magitek armor lay scattered across the ground. Twisted and lifeless.Structural damage marked nearly every wall. They moved carefully through the debris and exited without lingering.Beyond the settlement Azrelle caught sight of griffins circling overhead.She paused to watch them.She had once overheard Temple Knights in Ishgard speaking of griffins. It was a mix of caution and respect while she sat quietly in a tavern listening more than participating. At the time, the stories had felt distant, almost exaggerated.She had not expected to one day see the creatures alive and soaring across open skies.She owned a small griffin hatchling replica sold by a tavern keeper who told travelers the tale of a rescued beast named Ben. The figurine had seemed charming when she purchased it.Seeing the real creatures moving freely through the air stirred something quietly pleased within her.As they continued along the iron roadway more griffins appeared in the distance.Aleksey warned of their deadly reputation and noted that even Garleans approached them with care.Azrelle found comfort in knowing such creatures still endured despite everything the region had suffered.Southeast of the path, near Radiata, Fyth noticed someone lying ahead.Aleksey questioned whether the figure was dead. Fyth suggested he might simply be sleeping.Azrelle reserved judgment.They hurried forward and found an injured Au Ra man.“Sir. Can you hear me?” Azrelle asked gently.He coughed and blood touched his lips as he groaned.Aleksey searched him quickly and found no waterskin or provisions. Dehydration seemed likely.Azrelle retrieved her bag from Aurlie’s saddle and withdrew two small bottles and a clean cloth.As the man stirred, he rasped, “Who are you? Here to finish me?”The group exchanged puzzled looks.Azrelle ignored the suspicion and dampened the cloth with a tonic, pressing it carefully to his forehead.“Can you move, sir?” she asked.With effort, he managed to sit upright, though slouched heavily.Aleksey offered bluntly to end the man’s suffering if that was his wish.Azrelle instead handed him the cloth and began preparing salve for visible wounds.He explained he had been attacked on the road by bandits. He believed he could fend them off, but they outnumbered him.Azrelle suggested escorting him back toward Specula Imperatoris, but the group decided it would be kinder to make camp nearby and allow him to recover first.The man introduced himself as Muz.He was traveling east and was not from the region.Azrelle informed him they too were headed toward the Lochs and offered him the safety of their company.While Azrelle tended Muz with tonic and salve, Fyth dealt with a large beast that wandered too close to camp.Its meat became their evening meal.Once fed and treated, Muz seemed steadier, though still weak.They rested.By midday the following day, they approached Porta Praetoria.Seeing the region in person stirred something thoughtful in Azrelle.Books had described the breadth of Ala Mhigo’s capital but none captured the scale of it stretching toward the horizon.She paused to attune to the aetheryte before they divided briefly to gather information about their contact from the Dragon Emporium who would arrange passage to Terncliff.Azrelle spoke with a young Miqo'te woman dressed in a red Limsa uniform.The woman explained that a small encampment at the base of Porta Praetoria housed residents and soldiers from Werlyt. Only they would know how to secure a vessel bound for Terncliff.As Azrelle returned to the group a quiet tension settled in her stomach.Terncliff meant answers. It meant proximity to Gaius and whatever connection he might have to the book she carried.Whether it was meant for her or merely found by chance remained uncertain.She shared the information and instructed Aleksey and B’ardwyn to change into the uniforms Kayden had provided so their contact would recognize them.The attire was unusual and not uncomfortable. At least, not for her.She could not speak for the others but she could tell on their faces that they were not pleased.After changing, they explained the uniform’s purpose to Fyth and Muz.Muz reported he had learned nothing further and thanked them again for their aid.Azrelle suggested that someone in the eastern encampment might possess knowledge relevant to his search.As evening approached, they decided not to disturb the encampment at such an hour.Instead, they found a quiet place north of the soldiers practicing on striking dummies and made camp once more, letting the day settle into stillness around them.Tomorrow... Terncliff.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Hope On Hold

Sleep never comes easily to Azrelle. Her mind wanders worst at night.She lay on the ground staring up at the tent roof, listening to the soldiers pacing and speaking among themselves.She tried to picture what Terncliff would look like. The descriptions spoke of a high island ringed by water. In her thoughts it appeared peaceful and secluded, almost untouched by the troubles of the mainland.She wondered what Gaius would think of the book. Would he even bother to listen. Would he know of it at all.Before long half the night had passed.The guards’ voices shifted as the older ones blended with new.Azrelle peeked her head outside and watched them change shifts beneath the dim lantern light. It made sense to do so at such an hour. Most would be asleep and unaware.Except she noticed.When daybreak finally came Azrelle rose with quiet excitement.Today they would travel to Terncliff.She greeted her friends and prepared for the morning.She asked Muz how he was feeling and offered medicine from her pack.He declined, insisting he would manage.She mentioned the changing of the guards and her concern that no one from the Dragon Emporium had approached them.Perhaps they had arrived too late.Perhaps the contact had already left.Still, the guards would surely know something.Before seeking answers B’ardwyn pointed out a chocobo keeper across the encampment.They agreed it would be wise to stable their mounts if passage to Terncliff could be secured. They paid the fees.Azrelle covered Fyth’s cost. Reasoning that their hired guard had kept the road safe thus far.Noticing a different guard on duty Azrelle suggested they inquire again.She approached the Resistance Escort and introduced herself as an associate of the Dragon Emporium.She explained that she and her companions sought travel to Terncliff.The man shook his head and extended his hand in refusal. He informed Azrelle that no travel was permitted at this time. Not even approved traders.Azrelle tilted her head slightly. “May I ask why?”The guard explained that instructions had come from an Ironworks technician. No departures unless authorized directly. He muttered something about constant testing under his breath.Azrelle sighed softly but thanked him. Before stepping away, she paused.“Would it be possible to send a parcel to Gaius concerning a matter of leisure importance?” she asked the guard.The man regarded her with a puzzled look. He said he could arrange for a parcel to be delivered, though he could not promise a response. Gaius had more pressing concerns.“I understand,” she replied. “But I have hope he may favor me with one in due time. Please allow me a moment to prepare it.”Returning to her companions she gave a small shrug and a quiet giggle.“It was foolish to think this would unfold as I hoped.” she said.
“Nevertheless, I will document everything and trust that it finds the proper hands. I shall also send word to Mislin through the linkpearl.
Perhaps he has uncovered something further.” she said as she looked around.She found a small table set up near the guards tents. She sat down and unpacked her things.The book. A small candle. Several sheets of parchment. Her expression grew focused as she began to write.While she worked B’ardwyn and Fyth retrieved the chocobos. Muz lingered beside her.“We could remove the guard,” Muz suggested quietly. “Five of us to one.”Azrelle froze then looked up sharply.“You jest, surely. I will take no part in harming someone for convenience.”He seemed frustrated. Azrelle ignored him and continued writing.“It has been a long journey. I had hoped for a different outcome. But disappointment is not unfamiliar to me.” she said outloud to Muz.Muz commented that they had traveled far only to be denied.Azrelle understood that feeling all too well. For two years she had searched for fragments of her past and often met only closed doors.“It is a long tale,” she said calmly. “Perhaps on the road home we shall share it over a hot meal. If you travel toward Gridania.”Muz admitted he had nowhere in particular to go.By the time the others returned Azrelle had finished.She folded the pages, placed them beneath the book’s cover, and wrapped it carefully in cloth. Yarn bound it tight. She then melted wax from the candle and dripped it over the knot.“And to ensure it is not overlooked,” she murmured. She removed her necklace and pressed the Dragon Emporium emblem into the cooling wax, forming a crude but clear seal.Satisfied she packed her belongings away.She delivered the parcel to the guard and watched as it was placed into a carriage.Noting the hour Azrelle suggested they remain one more night rather than travel late. The others agreed.
Camp was made. Uniforms were exchanged for more familiar attire.Azrelle offered to keep watch. With the encampment nearby, she felt safe enough.She slept only briefly before sunlight stirred her awake.After breaking camp they purchased fresh greens for their chocobos and new waterskins.Azrelle skimmed a regional guide for any mention of alternate routes but found none promising.The journey back was long but uneventful. When at last they reached Gridanian lands they stopped at a small tavern in the Lavender Beds to rest from the weather and enjoy a warm drink.The tavern was modest and comfortable. The menu was limited.Azrelle ordered mulled wine. B’ardwyn and Muz ordered drinks and something called popcorn.When the bucket arrived Azrelle stared at it in curiosity.B’ardwyn explained how corn kernels burst when heated. She tried a small handful. The texture was crunchy and stubborn. A fragment lodged against one of her fangs and she made a face.“It is rather… odd,” she admitted.B’ardwyn laughed, mentioning his sisters disliked it for similar reasons.They remained there for hours simply talking among themselves of various topics.Fyth explained the names of races in her world and how they differed.Azrelle learned that Lalafell there were called Dwarves. She knew that in Eorzea the term was often meant as an insult. It was strange how names carried weight across worlds.They discussed Miqo’te traits, Limsa Lominsa, and the varied climates they had traveled through.Azrelle admitted she favored the cold of Ishgard. Yet when she thought of Gridania something softer stirred in her chest.The Twelveswood felt calming in a way she could not explain.Sometimes she wondered if she had once belonged there.Muz spoke of the Azim Steppe and his tribe’s traditions of war. He had left seeking a quieter life. Azrelle listened closely. She understood the desire to walk away from what once defined you.Time slipped by unnoticed.Eventually B’ardwyn and Aleksey departed for home.Fyth, Muz, and Azrelle left as well, making their way toward the Inn within Gridania’s inner city.The road to Terncliff had closed for now.But Azrelle felt certain that sealed letters and patience would carry her further than force ever could.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Getting to Know Muz

The Gridania Inn afforded Azrelle a couple days rest before she decided to venture into town to visit Rishushu, the vendor who agreed to sell her potions and elixirs. She was hopeful the outcome would be beneficial to her future in the Gridanian Markets.After packing up her belongings, she placed her glamour veil on and headed outside to the markets.She could see the morning skies were clear and the hint of rain was in the distance. While passing by the busy travelers she kept her eyes open for any of her friends. None were around that she noticed.Azrelle reached the spot where she first met Rishushu, she and her two employees greeted Azrelle with wide smiles.Before Azrelle could greet them back, one of the tall gentlemen stated “Please tell me you have more of those potions with you?!”“Ooh... N-no, I'm sorry I have only just returned back to Gridania.” Azrelle informed the man before bringing her attention to Rishushu.“Is that a sign that the wares have been favored by the locals?” Azrelle asked.“We ran out two days ago and have had multiple people requesting to place an order with us, including one very excited Adder” Rishushu exclaimed.“The flavored potions and elixirs are the local talk of the markets.” one of the gentlemen stated.Azrelle, excited to her the news, informed Rishushu that she will be glad to make a new batch this week for her.Rishushu and Azrelle was finishing up their business when B'ardwyn happened to be walking in the markets and came greeted them.“Has business been good while we were away?” B'ardwyn questioned.“Indeed, Rishushu informed me that someone in the Adders was asking for a reoccurring supply for their training sessions, so it seems I will be very busy this week getting a new, larger batch, ready for her shop.” Azrelle expressed in a happy tone.During their conversation, Muz also happened upon them, and greeted B'ardwyn and Azrelle.“How is Gridania treating you?” Azrelle asked Muz.“Not so bad, got a good nights sleep for the first time in a while. Had to come down to the market to replace a few lost items”, explained Muz.B'ardwyn asked if Muz had any leads on their missing person they previously mentioned they were searching for. Muz had not.B'ardwyn stated that if Muz could provide a description of the person he was looking for he could possibly pull some strings with the Adders and have them be on the look out as well.Muz did not share any details on the person, instead, he changed the subject to what everyone was doing at the moment.B'ardwyn had came into town to pick up a few odds and ends he needed for food at home.Azrelle mentioned to B'ardwyn that she had hoped the journey to The Lochs did not leave ill feelings towards her with Aleksey, due to the trip being fruitless.B'ardwyn informed Azrelle that returning to Gyr Abania and seeing how much has changed, helped give Aleksey some ease.However, he was still wary and concerned with possibly being recognized while in the region.The three of them stood in the markets talking among themselves for a stretch moment of time.Azrelle learned more of Muz's earlier life in the Azim Steppe. He stated that his tribe moved around a lot, but he preferred to stay in one place as he grew older. He mentioned he had not been home in a few months. And how it was nice to meet nice people along the way.Azrelle and B'ardwyn told Muz vaguely of how they met, and commented on the dangers of traveling alone. Hinting at their time in the Haukke Manor.Through their conversations, Azrelle was able to learn more of the Azim Steppe from Muz.He stated he grew up hearing stories from outsiders, that his tribe was far from the others and the only one that had contact with the rest of the world. She learned of the deities, and how the tribes enjoys war with each other for controlling power of the others, and that nowadays the Steppe was mostly occupied by the Xeala clan.Azrelle and B'ardwyn agreed that if ever were a time for them to travel to the Steppe they would avoid it.B'ardwyn told Muz, “Since you don't have any leads to your missing person, and we are all travelers, perhaps you could join our group.” He seemed hopeful that they would come across Muz's missing person.B'ardwyn and Azrelle having a similar idea in mind, explained to Muz of the Dragon Emporium and how it may benefit him as it has done for the two of them. They made plans to head there at once should Muz wish to.Muz seemed to go along with the idea. They all finished their affairs in Gridania and agreed to meet at the airship landing when they would be ready to set off to Ishgard.Azrelle, excited to have met a new friend and to have a new traveling buddy for future adventures waiting at the landing for them to arrive.After arriving in Ishgard, the three friends found a small cafe on their way to the Emporium. They had plenty of time before it opened, so they decided to kill time with food and conversations.The cafe was an establishment Azrelle remembered going to before. She felt the place was rather odd and the menu was curious to her.They found a table and made themselves comfortable. Before long, a young woman greeted them with menus.They ordered their food and refreshments and engaged in various topics while waiting for their orders.Muz had stated he lived in Ul'dah for a few years.Azrelle wondered if they would have ever crossed paths, but knowing she would change her glamour often back then, she highly doubted such an occurrence, especially given Muz informed them that he was doing blacksmithing and armory work for the wealthy.Azrelle shared that she was often times in the Thaumaturge library or at the alchemy guild.B'ardwyn shared with Muz how he grew up in the South Shroud with his parents and siblings.After finishing their meals, lost in conversations of getting to know each other better, time passes and it is nearing time for the Emporium to open.The three of them say their good byes to the young woman host and they leave the establishment making their way to the Dragon Emporium.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Emporium of Information
--- Part One ---

As they approached the Dragon Emporium's plot, Azrelle noticed Muz looking around.“Interesting, and this is a shop or sorts? The last place we were at was a bit loud and distracting” Muz stated.B'ardwyn shivering in the cold. Azrelle seeming comfortable as usual with the climate of Ishgard.“It's a sort of hub for adventurers, so to speak. If you're interested, perhaps you can check it out and sign up to go on missions with us.” Azrelle exclaimed to Muz with a smile.“We can talk more inside, where it is warmer.” Azrelle stated as making motions to moving forward inside the building.When you enter the Emporium, you are quickly greeted with a rush of warm air due to the fireplace right at it's entrance.While B'ardwyn and Muz warmed themselves by the fire, Azrelle made way further in looking for Kayden. She notices a gentleman in the far back of the shop.“That would be him... I think..” Azrelle mentioned out loud while looking at the gentlemen, unsure of it being Kayden or not.“It has been a while since we have been here, mayhaps I have forgotten what he looks like” Azrelle told her friends.“You mentioned something about mission boards..” asked Muz.“I don't remember Kayden being an older man, he may be in another area of the shop.” Azrelle said while returning her attention to Muz.“Yes, the boards are downstairs, where the tavern is as well” she said.“I remember Kayden being middle aged, though with Viera guessing an age is rather difficult” stated B'ardwyn.“I think we would need to register you before we can take any, but if you want to have a look at the board before deciding I can show you where it is.” Azrelle informed Muz.“It has been a couple months since we have been here, mayhaps they have new workers” Azrelle stated to B'ardwyn.Azrelle then begins to show Muz to the board downstairs and explains it's job postings and ranks. After a moment, Muz seemed to have understood the board's purpose. Their business downstairs were completed.“You mentioned something about maybe finding information on the person I'm looking for here, correct?” asked Muz.Azrelle nodded. “With as many folks who pass through here, I'd imagine someone may have seen or heard something. You could speak with Mr. Kayden, if he is here. Maybe the gentleman upstairs has seen him.”The three of them head back upstairs to the shop area to speak with the gentleman.“It is a bit of a complicated situation, do you trust this Kayden?” Muz asked.Azrelle was caught off guard by the question. She thought for a moment. Realizing that she indeed does not know Kayden well. But has trusted him wholly thus far.“He did provide a way to get to Terncliff, although that fell through. What could be complicated about asking someone about someone else..? she questioned.“The person I'm looking for... they took something important from me.” Muz stated after a short pause.Azrelle smiled naively. “Ooh, then I'd imagine that would be simple enough to inquire about.”Mus shook his head. “Not exactly.” He paused. “I'm looking for a killer.”Azrelle raises an eye brow, thinking of the madman they encountered on a previous visitor here.“Was his name Jace..?” she asked Muz. “Assuming it is a man..?”B'ardwyn chimed in asking “Does this person have an unusual hatred of Lalafell?”Muz looked confused by their questions.“If you're looking for a killer, they could have been on a wanted posting that may have come through here at some point.” Azrelle said to change the subject. “If there is a record of that, I am sure it would be here of all places..”“I do not know his name exactly.” Muz explained.“Would that be relating to the tribal conflicts of the Steppe.... or personal” Azrelle inquired.“It's personal.. maybe. I left the Steppe on difficult terms” stated Muz.“I travel from Ul'dah, to Ishgard, and Gridania fairly easy, knowing who to look for may help” Azrelle explained to Muz.B'ardwyn also explained “A physical description or any notable or unique characteristics would be more than enough to go off on to find this person.”Muz thought for a moment. “Maybe we can do one of the missions. Earning a little trust with the staff may aid me when I start asking around.”B'ardwyn and Azrelle nodded in agreement.They then make their way to the counter. Azrelle rings the bell lightly. The gentleman they saw earlier hopped down the a ladder and headed to greet them.“Welcome back” the gentleman stated as he greeted the three of them.“I'm sorry, have we met...?” Azrelle asked, a bit confused as she had not seen this older gentleman in here before.“I'm the owner.” the man said.Azrelle side eyes to B'ardwyn with a confused look upon her face before looking back to the older man behind the counter.“Has Mr. Kayden sold the shop..” Azrelle asked.“No, I'm still here. Did the trip go well” the gentleman asked.Azrelle paused and thought for a moment. How would this man know of the recent trip they went on.“The Kayden I recall was younger.” B'ardwyn said to the man.Azrelle nodded, returning her focus back to the man. “Indeed.”“Was always like this. As my shop owner look at least.” the man stated.“Show owner look? Does that mean you have multiple appearances” B'ardwyn asked.Azrelle tilting her head wondering if Kayden uses veils as she does. She was unaware that others had also did such things.The man nodded to B'ardwyn and stated “I just change my face bone structure and add a few wrinkles if needed”.“Hmm. I know someone who uses a veil to hide their appearance” Azrelle stated to “Kayden”. “Do you hide from someone..” she asked.“No, but I do it to keep some people safe. Especially those who are close to me.” he stated. “So, if possible, please call me as Dr. Gabriel as it's my name as a shop owner. My real name can get you dangerous people on you back.”“So you are the Dr. Gabriel I asked about on my original visit. How sneaky.” Azrelle smirked. “But I understand why. Dr. Gabriel it is then.”Azrelle then places the jacket on the counter. “We could not locate the employee, but even if we had, the traveling to Terncliff was halted per the Ironworks as they were doing some sort of testing. The guard there in Lochs gave us only that reason as to why we were not able to travel. She informed Dr. Gabriel.He took the uniform and placed it inside a lower drawer. “My apology if my worker did not show up. They actually got killed by some bandits on the way to the meet up.” he informed the group.“Ooh no.” Azrelle exclaimed.“Maybe they were killed by the same people that roughed you up Muz.” B'ardwyn stated while looking to Muz.“Hmm, maybe” Muz stated unsure of this new information.“Did you get any information on them...” Azrelle asked.“You had some unsavory people get you” Dr. Gabriel asked Muz.“I left a good mark on them” Muz boasted.“No, I was busy tending to the only survivor who ran all the way here and told me what happened” Dr. Gabriel explained.“Seems unwise of the bandits to make an enemy of the Emporium” said B'ardwyn.Azrelle nodded. “Do you fear that they may come here for trouble” she asked Gabriel.“What do you expect from a bunch of bandits who prey on innocent people making an honest living. I'm sure those bandits were already taken care of.” Gabriel said confidently changing the subject. “What can I help you guys with today”Azrelle nodded. “I see there are two jobs posted up. One being from an herbalist and the other was kind of strange. It says a Crypt Caretaker.. is that what I believe it to be..” she asked.Gabriel nodded. “Someone who takes care of a crypt fro the dead to rest.”“Hmm.” Azrelle thought for a moment. “I suppose the dead can not hurt us. What is causing trouble for the caretaker? What is the job exactly?” she questioned.“From what I was told, weird sounds are coming from the inside of the Crypt. Which shouldn't be a think as only the bodies of the dead are there. The caretaker hasn't tried checking from fear so they requested for assistance” Gabriel explained.“Ah, perhaps it's an animal or something they are hearing. I think that would be easy enough for us to go help out with.” Azrelle said while motioning to Muz. “Our new friend Muz here may be interested in joining the Emporium ranks, we could bring him along if he should agree of course.” she smiled.Gabriel nodded. “Your friend would just need to fill out a quick form if he decides to”“What kind of form..” asked Muz.“Just a registration form as an affiliated mercenary.” Gabriel explained.“I can fill one out, I guess” Muz shrugged.“We all did, it's not too invasive” Azrelle stated to Muz.“Just to prevent problems from the Grand Companies and not to be mistaken as vagabonds or trespassers when doing work.” Gabriel continued to explain while handing Muz the form and an inked quill.While Muz sat down to fill out the form, Azrelle made her way around the shop to look for any new items that have been added recently. While she browsed through the various wares, she could over hear the conversation B'ardwyn and Gabriel were having.B'ardwyn was asking about promotions. Gabriel mentioned that he and Azrelle would be just one job away from ranking up.B'ardwyn also asked if running a place like the Emporium was difficult or expensive. Gabriel gave much information on the subject.“It requires connection and some money.” she could hear him say. She moved closer to the conversation so that she could hear more. She also was curious if opening a shop of her own would be hard to do one day.“Depends what business it is. For an enterprise like mine, which stretches to different nations, it started at 50,000,000 gil to start everything” she overheard Gabriel say to B'ardwyn.Azrelle's eyes widen at the amount. She knew of what she had in saving back at her apartment was no where near that amount. But she felt confident that a much smaller business would not require such the amount Gabriel stated.B'ardwyn also seemed rather shocked by the amount, she could hear him say “Fifty million?!”At this point, Azrelle grabbed a few items and headed back to the counter to listen better to the conversation taking place.“Connections and starting multiple small business, before the enterprise I ran a mining business and a fishing business” Gabriel told them.Azrelle joined the conversation “I managed to get my wares sold in Ul'dah and Gridania existing stalls. I would very much like to have a shop one day of my own.”“What sort of connections would one need to open an adventurer's guild” B'ardwyn asked Gabriel while Azrelle placed her items on the counter.“For an adventure guild.. Hmm. You'd first need a good reputation, like not having a criminal history with any of the Grand Companies. Secondly, some connection with any of the Grand Companies, like previously working or helping one. And lastly, a permit to a location and building” explained Gabriel to B'ardwyn.“Would an ex Grand Company solider be considered” Azrelle asked, looking to B'ardwyn with a smile.“For the second requirement, it would count” replied Gabriel.Thinking of how to make fast gil that would aid her friend and herself to securing their own businesses later, Azrelle mentioned “I do treasure hunting, have you ever come across any maps? Those can bring in fast gil if you are lucky”“I do get those in the shop” Gabriel told Azrelle.Azrelle excited to hear of the news, “Where would I find those in the shop?” she asked.“I keep them in the safe unless someone ask for it personally. Prevents people from stealing them” Gabriel said.Azrelle realizing how silly she sounded, thinking they would be made available easily for people to purchase. Knowing how lucrative they can be, it would be wise to keep them locked up. She found herself surprised that the Emporium would have any at all.“I would be very much interested, depending on the price” she stated to Gabriel.Gabriel nodded stating “It's only around 10,000 gil. The map is random and I haven't looked at its contents myself”Azrelle agreed to the price and purchases the map and items she had placed on the counter.Due to length of this session, I must break it into parts. This story will continue in Part 2

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Emporium of Information
--- Part Two ---

Gabriel leaves to retrieve the map and returns with what appears to first glance an empty wine bottle sealed with a rolled parchment inside and hands it to Azrelle. “I hope that map yields something valuable to you.”“Rather old, I do hope the map is well kept.” Azrelle mentions as she looks it over and holds it up to show B'ardwyn. “Have you seen one of these...” she asked.“I've heard of treasure maps from the various adventurer's that pass through the Shroud but have never seen one myself. Some got nothing while others claimed to fight monsters that guarded the treasure.”Azrelle nods remembering how much fun she had with her old group that went treasure hunting, although she never had a map herself like this before. “When I first got to Ishgard, was by the way of a man I met in Ul'dah who claimed to be able to make fast gil. I joined him and his friends on a treasure hunt as they called it. We traveled to Coerthas and that is how I learned of them.” she talked out loud in remembering.“Exciting, but can be rather dangerous as well” she says.“Maybe you will get some gil to open your shop from it.” B'ardwyn mentioned to Azrelle.“Oh, I dare not try to find the spot alone. If guarded by fiends, I will need able bodies to tend to them. I'll keep this for safe keeping until that time comes.” she states and nodes to B'ardwyn. “I was merely a medic if needed for the group I ran with.”After finishing business, she stepped aside and thought of possible ways to make more gil to see her dream of an alchemy shop come true. Advancing her skills and rank would also need to happen to better her chances of meeting more people who could potentially become customers.B'ardwyn and Gabriel spoke more of the cost of opening an adventure's guild. B'ardwyn seemed very invested and interested. Perhaps he shares similar dreams as she does.“Seems like it'd be prudent to start small and expand as more connections are made” said B'ardwyn.Azrelle shared a nod with Gabriel. It seemed like the best way to start, and most affordable.“Could I ask... How many smaller guilds are affiliated with the Emporium” Azrelle asked Gabriel.“Currently, just the Grand Companies. Before it was four, but those guilds slowly faded until it completely shut down.” he stated.“That's a shame. Perhaps when or if I get an adventurer guild started, we could become affiliated with the Emporium. That is.. if you would not be adverse to such Dr. Gabriel” B'ardwyn continued “It'll be rough starting out I'm sure, so having a more experienced business owner to call upon for advice would be greatly appreciated.”Gabriel smiled weakly. “If you're all set, I'll have to excuse myself. I have a meeting in Ul'dah today for some matters.”B'ardwyn and Azrelle nodded to Gabriel and they all said their goodbyes.They left the Emporium and made plans outside to discuss the idea of new jobs that were posted on the board.While they were talking among themselves, a woman came out from the Emporium and stopped before them. “Well, you three be safe now.” and she left.Muz, B'ardwyn and Azrelle all appeared to be confused. Azrelle did not remember seeing a woman in the Emporium.“Glamours are... odd” B'ardwyn stated.“What was that about” questioned Muz. Azrelle looked away knowing of glamours and veils.“I understand that they are a necessity for some, though, it can also cause issues of trust” stated B'ardwyn.“I agree. I would imagine some use it for ill intents.” Azrelle stated, and changing the subject. “Since business is done here, I shall return to my home here in Ishgard to begin on working on my orders. Once I learn of the details for the jobs, I will send word to you both, if that would be alright.”“I suppose I will find the inn. I could use a hot meal and a warm bed.” exclaimed Muz.“I can help you find the inn, it's not in this district but in the main city.” Azrelle informed Muz.“The inn rooms here are a little..” B'ardwyn cringes at the thought of the sad dilapidated inn rooms he stayed in.“They provide options for food and drinks at least” Azrelle stated with a soft sigh.They all made their way to Ishgard. B'ardwyn heading back to Gridania. Azrelle to her apartment. And Muz to the Inn.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Graves & Greed

A couple days later Azrelle received a letter with the seal of the Dragon Emporium pressed into dark wax.Kayden’s script was neat and direct as ever. The letter offered only brief information.A rank assignment of high importance had been submitted to the Emporium, concerning a crypt where strange noises had been reported in recent days.Azrelle read the note twice before folding it carefully. She had remembered seeing it posted on the job board at the Emporium but thought nothing of it.She gathered the others and shared what was written with B'ardwyn and Muz. There was little debate. They were up for the task.Azrelle stood waiting patiently for her friends. Muz was first to arrive, followed by B'ardwyn just moments later.They boarded a carriage that Kayden provided to transport them to meet with the caretaker.Along the way they traveled through parts of the Coerthas Highlands that Azrelle had not seen before. Mixed in with all the snow were various creatures and landscapes that appeared to thrive in the harsh cold climate.They spoke of various topics to pass the time as they made their way back to the Twelves Wood of Gridania. The birds were lively and singing almost in harmony with the branches and leaves being swayed by the breeze. The day was young and it was perfect weather.Arriving at their destination, Kayden informed them that he would be heading back to the Emporium and he wished them well on their job.The three of them watched briefly as he left in the direction they just came.They greeted the caretaker and asked for details of the job they were about to set out on. Azrelle explained to young man that the job details were that noises were coming from the crypt.“I don't have the courage to go and check..” the young man said. “Could you go inside and check? Find what's causing it” he asked.The three of them agreed that the job seemed simple enough and they followed the caretaker.“Perhaps we'll see a ghost or some other type of spook” B'ardwyn said.“That would be interesting...” Azrelle said out loud. The thought unlike the living the dead surely could not do much harm to anyone.“I can guide you to the entrance but I won't go inside” said the young caretaker as they approached the small pathway.They secured their chocobos outside near where the caretaker was standing and made their way into the large opening before they saw the gate of the crypt. The young man unlocked the gate and returned back to the chocobos.“You know, they never mentioned the type of sounds they were hearing” mentioned B'ardwyn.Azrelle thought for a moment. “That is true, I should have asked.” she said.B'ardwyn explained that Nobles were buried in the tomes of the crypt and that it was established during the time when the inhabitants of the Twelves Wood took shelter underground.Upon entering they were greeted with a chill from the temperature that seemed below normal and they could hear distance moans mixed with water splashing.“It is a bit creepy” Azrelle told her friends as she scans the area and listens to the surroundings.They came upon a large door that appeared to be sealed shut. The group quickly realized that none of them had lock picking skills should it be needed; and they also found no keyholes indicating the heavy door required any keys.B'ardwyn and Muz began checking the door for a way in while Azrelle searched the area and noticed something from the wall to the right of them.“There is light coming from that wall” Azrelle exclaimed and pointed to the small ray of light.B'ardwyn and Muz stopped examining the door and looked to the wall. It appeared to be a poorly hidden makeshift wall.Muz attempts to punch through the wall with force and it crumbles at his feet revealing a pathway. At this point, Azrelle has dug out a small pouch from her backpack and has it tightly in hand ready to throw at a moment's notice.B'ardwyn and Muz explain the opening, they noticed a long pathway and unlit torches across the walls. Azrelle tries to see from where she is standing but is unable to in her Lalafell state. She digs about in her backpack and pulls out a small orb and gives it to B'ardwyn to light up the pathway a bit.“I also have a couple small fire shards and wind shards in my backpack. If it helps you can use them to light the torches” she states.B'ardwyn slowly and carefully proceeds down the pathway staying alert while lighting the torches with the shards that Azrelle has given to him. Azrelle and Muz keep several feet behind after B'ardwyn, but he somehow disappears in the darkness and reappears as the torch is lit. By this time the pathway is lit up and they can see an exit in the distance ahead.Azrelle runs her hands across the walls she can feel an old essence that was long forgotten. She was unclear of what it was.“Rather curious place...” she says out loud. She motions to Muz, “B'ardwyn is up ahead, we should catch up to him.”Azrelle and Muz makes their way through the pathway and reaches the area where B'ardwyn is. They can now see the massive crypt stretching out in multiple paths and layers.Amazed with the sight Azrelle is distracted by the view and her eyes scanning over every inch of the place.B'ardwyn gets her attention as he asked, “Do you guys hear that”Azrelle stands still and listens. Muz must have heard what B'ardwyn heard, he asked “What is that?”Before Azrelle could speak she hears the noise. The sound echoing from the crypt was hard to determine the location but it was somewhere deeper inside. The sound of moans and clicking can be heard against the echos of water.“I'm not sure, it doesn't sound pleasant, the crypt keeper was right to be afraid.” B'ardwyn exclaimed.Azrelle feeling an unfriendly essence senses that they are not alone in the crypt today. She could see Muz gripping his axe from his back, standing ready.“We should proceed with caution and probably stay away from ledges. Wouldn't do to slip and fall in this place” B'ardwyn tells the group.Azrelle nods and follows their lead. She keeps her eyes focused on their surroundings, trying to notice anything out of the ordinary.Before long Muz and B'ardwyn stops and they now find themselves standing in front of a corpse. The body was new, as if the person just died recently. From the attire it seemed to be a grave-robber.B'ardwyn carefully examines the corpse, looking for identification or cause of death. Muz and Azrelle watching. Azrelle can sense the lingering presence from the corpse.She felt uneasy at the sight of the corpse having it's stomach rip open and organs missing.“Looks like cause of death is this” B'ardwyn states while pointing to the ripped open stomach. “This wound was not made by a blade. It looks to have been torn with tooth or claw”“What sort of animal would wound it's prey in this manner...” Azrelle asked.“A rabid one” said Muz.B'ardwyn informed them that the person was likely in the crypt stealing off the buried. They agreed to be on the lookout for any others like him while they made their way further inside, and for what sort of beast was lurking. B'ardwyn made note of needing to make a report to submit to the Adders of their findings thus far.They came across a new path that was lit with torches. If anyone was still in the crypt, this must has been where they were headed. The group followed along the lit path.They came across a narrow ledge over looking the lower sections of the crypt. In the distance Azrelle noticed a man running. He was screaming for help.Before the three of them could make a movement, something burst through a wall near the man and they watched as it grabbed the grave-robber by the head and ripped its upper part of his head off. The large bloated looking creature slowly walks back to the wall it came from.Horrified at what she just saw, Azrelle stood still and looked to her friends. She could see B'ardwyn cringe.“We must stop that creature before more become its victims” Azrelle whispered, unknowing if the beast could hear them from where they stood up above.“I am inclined to agree, while I am fine with it ridding these hallowed grounds of grave-robbers” stated B'ardwyn.“Surely it would be no match for the three of us” exclaimed Muz.Azrelle closes her eyes and takes a deep breath in before returning her focus to her companions. “Then let us give chase to the fiend” she says.The only path available is an opening to a wall probably made by the same monster. Muz and B'ardwyn run ahead and Azrelle follows. They can see a twitching individual with its back turn in the next room they come into to. Azrelle stops and grips her pouch.As the three of them stood still and silent, a rock falls from the ceiling causing the creature to turn immediately towards them.Muz raises his axe and rushes towards the creature while Azrelle runs behind him to throw the pouch of powder at the fiend.Muz's axe bury into the creature's skull and cleanly splits opens as the powder sprinkles into the air falling over the corpse as it falls to the ground.Azrelle steps back and looks over the corpse. It appeared old and it's head was covered in growing mushrooms and visible roots coming from the body.Having the same idea, B'ardwyn states “Think we should get a sample.” and Azrelle nodded in agreement.She reached into her backpack to pull out three small bottles, a pair of gloves, and a small knife. Before she began B'ardwyn stopped her and offered her a handkerchief. “Use this to cover your nose and mount from potential spores” he said.Azrelle smiled and took the handkerchief, covered her nose and bottom portion of her face and began to extract three samples from the corpse of the various flora growing on it.When she was done she sealed the bottles tightly and placed them in a separate pouch in her backpack. She stood and returned her attention to the corpse and informed her friends that the large one they saw earlier was not the one Muz just killed.They agreed to move further into the crypt to find the larger one and to get rid of any others they may come in contact with.They hurried through the next set of tunnels leading to a smaller area closed off. Azrelle could see nothing but what appeared to be the lowest area of the crypt. She could see an alter at the center end of one path and a larger room heading out to the west.Curious of the alter, Azrelle moved closer.B'ardwyn and Muz followed.As they got closer, they would see a chest shoved under the alter and poorly covered by pieces of wood from the nearby area.Azrelle's eyes widen at the sight of a chest. “Could there be something in there” she asked eagerly.B'ardwyn and Muz shrugged.B'ardwyn headed closer to the alter to investigate. It had nothing out of ordinary from a funeral program according to B'ardwyn. Old candles burned out and flowers that have now withered. They all agreed that perhaps this was hidden by the grave-robbers that now lie dead in the crypt.B'ardwyn managed to open it, revealing various gems and jewels and coins. Azrelle's eyes grew at the sight. She wondered where the grave-robbers would have gotten such a mass of loot. And pondered over if it would be wrong to keep what they found.After going back and forth on what to do with the loot, they decided that the job at hand they were facing was worth the weight in gems and coins the chest had to provide for them.They secured it to bring with them when they leave. Agreeing that a portion of it will be returned to the Adders along with the report B'ardwyn will make of what happened today.The rest they would try to get appraised and possibly sell.They wandered to the west where the last path of the crypt would lead them into a large circle room with multiple closed off paths. While they stood in place looking for anything out of place, Muz was grabbed and pulled against the wall where other sets of hands and arms began reaching and pulling on him through the cracks and openings in the wall.The wall was boarded up but not at neatly as one would hope. They could clear clicking and loud screeches from the creatures and they could hear the boards on the wall cracking.Azrelle threw a pouch of powder into one of the cracks, causing it to open on impact against one of the creatures. They began to scream as the powder fell against their dead skin. They grip loosened and Muz was able to get free.They ran up ahead to a dead end and the three of them watched as the wall broke and several of the creatures fell onto the ground gripping at their arms and body parts that the powder had came in contact with.Suddenly they heard a loud roar and stomping on the ground. Out burst the large fiend they saw earlier. It walked over the smaller creatures, killing them, and made its way to the group one stomp at a time.The large grotesque beast appeared to be three times the size of the one they killed earlier. Its head completely covered in mushrooms and lacerations going down its body.B'ardwyn readied his bow and arrow and shot at it multiple times. The arrows bouncing off its skin as it continued to make it's way towards them. Muz swinging his axe at the creature but not making a mark, was thrown backwards several feet by the beast.Azrelle remembering she brought fire shards, yelled out to B'ardwyn to try fire with his arrows while she tried to get the one from her backpack. The beast made it's way towards her and picked Azrelle up by her head, pulling her off the ground by several feet. She tried to break free from the beast. She arms and legs swinging and kicking, trying to get out from it's grasp.B'ardwyn and Muz now back on their feet and aiming at the beast with the fire shards, began attacking. This time their attacks landed and caused the creature to lose its grip on Azrelle and she fell to the ground. The fire attacks landing critical blows to the beast as it tried to defend itself.A final blow from Muz killed the beast and they managed to help each other get away from the area.They picked up their belongings and the chest and made their way to the entrance they came from. They ran as fast as they could through the crypt, as they reached the large door that blocked them earlier, they managed to get through it and seconds later they could hear a loud collapse of rocks and crashing sounds from inside the crypt.They looked back to find that the large door and entrance to the crypt had caved in. Not a shimmer of light escaping from the rocks and debris.They staggered at the outside entrance. Trying to catch their breathe. Leaning on the wall for support.Azrelle could feel her veil falling.She placed her hands on the ground and siphoned what energy she could from the land. She could feel herself calming, her veil returning.She was thankful they made it out alive, but she was pissed. She wondered why Kayden would allow them to go on such a job.After a few moments, the three of them were well enough to make it back to the inner city in Gridania.Azrelle and Muz rested at the inn. B'ardwyn returned home with the chest. Today was a true test for the three of them.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Tea & Technology

It had been several days since she was injured in the crypt job.Azrelle had stayed in Gridania resting at the inn for a night, then returned to Ishgard to prepare an order for the markets. She was not fully sure why she recovers so quickly, but she believes it is tied to her illness that Lyctor has been treating her for.She felt well. She assumed Muz was still resting and recovering as she had not noticed him around Gridania.She wondered how B'ardwyn was as well.After she tended to business in the Gridania markets she made her way to B'ardwyn and Aleksey's house in Lavender Beds.She was welcomed by Aleksey after she knocked on the front door of their home.“Good day, I apologize for not sending word in advance, but I was in Gridania delivering the latest order to the markets and decided to stop by before heading back to Ishgard. I hope I am not bothering you both.” she weakly smiled and told Aleksey.Aleksey, opening the door to their home to her, “It is no issue, we were just relaxing. From what Ardwyn told me you all had a rather... eventful job the other day”Azrelle nodded as she entered their home. “Eventful would be one word I suppose to describe that ordeal”, she says half jokingly.She offered Aleksey a gift. Courtesy of a new vendor friend from the market that insisted on Azrelle giving it to her friends. A gift that the vendor claims is common when visiting someone.Aleksey took the bag and thanked Azrelle. Azrelle smiled, curious what the vendor put in the gift.She watched Aleksey examine it, finding the gift to have a small wrapped slice of meat and a container of tea leaves.“We can brew these leaves and drink while you visit” Aleksey said.“Ah, so that's what is in there. She did not mention, only insisted I take it to my friends, since I mentioned I was planning to pay you both a visit.” Azrelle explained to Aleksey.Aleksey told her that is was a custom to bring tea, breads, or meats when visiting in the Shroud. That it was considered “good manners”.Azrelle thought that to be very kind of people in the Shroud. A custom she too should try to do from now on when visiting her friends, regardless of where they may reside.“Is B'ardwyn home today” she asked.“He is downstairs at the moment. He has been at his wits end writing up reports of the events that happened in the Deepcroft.” Aleksey told Azrelle. “I can go get him after I get the tea started.” he continued as he prepare the water for tea.Aleksey then went downstairs to where B'ardwyn was. She could hear them but tried not to eavesdrop on their conversation.After a moment, B'ardwyn came upstairs and greeted Azrelle as she was now sitting on the couch. She could sense that he was not fully well yet. He appeared to be still recovering.They discussed the report B'ardwyn was writing for the Adders. Given that B'ardwyn is now retired so to speak from the Adders, they still welcome any reports or findings that concern the Shroud he provides.Azrelle was relived to hear that B'ardwyn would not come to any punishments. At this time, Aleksey had returned with tea.Although she is not a grand lover of tea, she does sip on it while in company of others who go out their way to offer it to her.“I did not expect the job to take a dangerous turn” she says while looking over at Aleksey, “I pray you do not hold any fault in me for bringing B'ardwyn along with my random adventures”.“I am regretful I have not been as much use to he group due to my lacking capabilities at aether manipulation. Being incapable of teleportation makes traveling with me a bit of a hindrance. Otherwise, I'd of been in that crypt along side you.” Aleksey explains.“You are more than welcome to speak freely if I ever over step or cause any discomfort. I would hope we are well enough friends to be honest with one another on certain matters” Azrelle says.She sips on her tea more, she looks to B'ardwyn then back to Aleksey. “I had an inkling of that of you” she states after Aleksey speaks of his inability to travel as they do. “However,” she continues “I should inform you of something that I have been working on that may come to benefit you” she finishes why looking at Aleksey still.“Oh?” Aleksey asked.Azrelle nodded and proceeds to explain, “In the parcel I sent to Gaius, I boldly requested that he share any information he may have on aether manipulation that he may have used to travel through Eorzea during his reign.”“Should he decide to disclose any of that knowledge, I wholeheartedly intend to experiment with it. All I require is someone else with some knowledge of old technology, similar to the workings of these linkpearls.” she explains.Azrelle knowing she is unfamiliar with any technology to this world, she is confident with the right person she could use her alchemy to help Aleksey have a way to travel with them all.“I, sadly, do not know enough to know where to even begin, but after visiting the old regions where the Garleans had influence over, I would imagine someone would know how to make better use of some of that left behind.” she continued.“Garleans are an industrious sort, they had ways to use aetherytes of conquered lands to travel. I, however, was not in standing with them to be granted such knowledge” Aleksey replied.Azrelle nodded, “I read that the Ironworks extend their resources outside to fellow craftsmen and artisans. I would imagine they would employ for all sorts of technology branches.” she then continued “However, where that search would begin, is beyond my knowledge at this time. If Gaius shares even a morsel of information, it should open the way.”She could see B'ardwyn lost in a thought. He tells her “I may know of a guy who could help us with said old technology. However, we may need a sample of said technology for him to be able to replicate it.” he then turns to Aleksey and says “you remember Ru, the one that removed that Garlean contraption from your neck a while after I had found you”..Azrelle listens and is delighted to hear they may know someone with knowledge to help her.“Is he local?” she asked, “He may be of great use for this experiment if he has experience with Garlean equipment.”B'ardwyn frowned and shook his head, “Not local sadly, he currently resides in Limsa Lomensa. He moved out there from Ul'dah a few years ago to learn their smithing techniques.”Thinking she heard the name before, Azrelle confirmed with B'ardwyn that it was the same friend he spoke of while they were in Ul'dah a long time ago. She was very thrilled to meet this person.They sat and spoke of the possibility of traveling to meet with him should Gaius give any information. Having the chance to explore the ocean surrounded region would be exciting for Azrelle.Among the various topics of discussions during her visit, Azrelle learned that Aleksey also has the peets similar to B'ardwyn.She shared with Aleksey how she has no memories of her past and that she tires of hiding herself. Unknown to know if B'ardwyn had shared with Aleksey yet of her true form and reasons behind her veils.They spoke of the chest and the jewels they recovered from the crypt.The agreed that it would likely be in their best interest to inform the Emporium of the job and have them appraise them rather than stirring questions in the markets.Noticing the time, Azrelle explained to them both that she would be heading to Ul'dah soon to meet with Mr. Lyctor about the samples she collected while in the crypt.Before leaving she stated that she was hoping Muz had recovered by now.She left their home and made her way back to Gridania.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Loot and Advancement

Azrelle lingered in Gridania a little longer than planned. Her thoughts with Muz and his recovery.The crypt job had left its mark and she hoped he was resting safely at the inn.Waiting at the Carline Canopy lobby she watched the morning bustle.She waited for B’ardwyn and when he arrived, they exchanged greetings before heading together to Ms. Miounne’s counter.“Do you know if Muz is still resting in his room or has he ventured out already?” Azrelle asked.Ms. Miounne considered for a moment. “I haven’t noticed him checking out yet... so he is likely still resting. I’ll call the innkeeper to let him know his friends are here to visit.”Azrelle thanked her and stepped aside to give space to other patrons.After a few minutes, Muz appeared, looking steadier than before.They spoke briefly of his injuries and he assured them he was feeling well considering the ordeal he had endured.Plans quickly turned to business.The trio agreed to head to the Dragon Emporium to speak with Kayden about the mission: their ranking, the recent crypt job, and the appraisal of the loot they had recovered.Traveling by airship would be safest and Azrelle gladly purchased tickets for all of them. Her sales in the Gridania market had been doing well and she felt it only right to make up for the dangers of the recent job.Upon arriving in Ishgard they made their way to the Empyrean district and approached the Dragon Emporium.Arriving just as the shop opened.Azrelle, still bristling from the unexpected dangers of the crypt, wasted little time on greetings.She recounted the unknown perils they had faced. Frustrated that such a high-risk job had been assigned to a low-ranking team.It seemed Kayden himself had been unaware of just how dangerous the assignment had been.B’ardwyn then shared the loot recovered from the crypt. He provided Kayden with a copy of the report he had written for the Adders.Kayden carefully examined the items while Azrelle wandered the shop to note any new additions.After a short while Kayden returned.He explained that two items in the lot were currently “under investigation”.He added that it was originally from a noble Ul’dah family and another item belonging to an established Gridanian family.Azrelle considered the implications of selling such items on the market.She and B’ardwyn discussed the safest approach.Kayden assured them the Emporium would handle the transactions discreetly and he ensured no one could trace the items back to the group.Confident in his discretion they agreed to sell the items and received their payment for the job.Before they departed Kayden informed them of an exciting development. They had been promoted to Silver ranking with the Dragon Emporium.Their bronze identification items would be collected and new Silver rank items would be provided on their next visit.Aleksey and Muz, not having participated in the same jobs, would need to catch up on rank through future missions.With their business concluded the group left the Emporium.Azrelle announced she would now travel to Ul’dah to meet with Mr. Lyctor and begin testing the samples collected from the crypt.Muz planned to accompany her while B’ardwyn intended to return to Gridania.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Cryptic Findings

Mr. Lyctor and Azrelle worked with other alchemists on the samples she brought back with her to Ul’dah.They stayed up for hours researching and testing various plant life available through the Alchemist Guild but nothing matched the samples before them.They began to consider the wildlife and plant life of the Shroud.Borrowing books from a nearby library they managed to single out a very old strand of plant life. Related to the Gapemaw.Having the results of the samples Azrelle sent word to B’ardwyn immediately to see if he could travel to Ul’dah to meet with her concerning what they had discovered.Mr. Lyctor agreed to write a detailed report for Azrelle to give to B’ardwyn.The report would assist the Adders in understanding the situation in the Deepcroft crypt and include a possible recipe for a disinfectant to rid any remaining traces of the plant life.Azrelle made her way to the Café Oasis located in the Goblet. Azrelle had been there multiple times and was comfortable meeting B’ardwyn there.She arrived closer to closing time but managed to find an open seat. While waiting for B’ardwyn she made herself comfortable and prepared the documents on the table for their discussion.The café was busy as usual. Conversations swirled around her.As she looked around she thought how wonderful it would be if B’ardwyn ever opened his own place. She imagined visiting often perhaps even helping if needed. Although she had no experience she felt confident she could learn.While lost in thought she hardly noticed B’ardwyn descending the stairs. The waitress asked if she needed anything and Azrelle asked for a moment while he got settled.“Thank you for coming,” she said as they made their way to the table she had secured. “I hope the trip to Ul’dah was not too bad.”"It was alright, I am fortunate to not suffer aether sickness when using the aetherytes for travel," B’ardwyn replied. "In your parcel you mentioned this is a café you come to often," he continued.Azrelle nodded. “Yes, I come here from time to time when I am in Ul’dah and needing a break from Lyctor." She laughed lightly."The samples I provided him for testing, the sheer look on his face was a sight to behold." She laughed again, remembering his excitement over the new “specimen,” as he called it."I imagine it was either awe or disgust," B’ardwyn said.Azrelle could hear the noise of the café. It appeared to be near closing time. The young waitress returned and asked if they wanted anything before the kitchen closed.“I fear I continue to come at the worst time,” Azrelle told the young woman. "Would there be any coffee left at this time?"The waitress nodded and Azrelle smiled. "Oh, wonderful. May I have that with a lump of sugar, please, and just a single poached egg if that is not too much to ask?"She returned her attention to B’ardwyn. “This is the very same café where I brought Banana," she exclaimed."Oh? When we finally make it out to Limsa we should pay him a visit to see how he is getting on there," B’ardwyn replied.Azrelle nodded in agreement. "Indeed."“I'll take a coffee with milk and sugar to drink and a puk poached egg with ovim ham and sausage, please,” B’ardwyn ordered to the waitress.She smiled then repeated their order and then left for the kitchen."Part of the reason for asking you to join me here was due to your friend in Limsa, but before I speak on that, I must tell you of the findings from the samples Lyctor and I have tested and studied for the past several days," Azrelle explained.“What did Dr. Lyctor say when he saw the samples?” B’ardwyn asked."I requested that he draw up a much more detailed report so that you may bring it back with you to supply to the Adders. He agreed finally after I insisted I would not bring any more samples or findings to him if he did not. He should have it ready in a moment," Azrelle explained.Azrelle tapped on the small stack of parchments she had previously placed on the table."I had to research a bit of the crypt. My findings are here, should you decide to give them to the Adders, although it may be knowledge already known to them."At this time the young waitress appeared with their plates of food and drinks. “Please enjoy,” she said, then moved on.Azrelle looked down at her coffee and poached egg. Not being as hungry as she thought she would be, she slightly regretted ordering even this small meal. But she had more important matters to focus on."The officers at the top would have the most knowledge concerning the locales and their functions of the Shroud," B’ardwyn stated, getting her attention back to their discussion.While sipping their drinks and eating, they discussed the samples.“The testing provided little information on what caused such a fiend, but the mushrooms and flowers growing on them were interesting. Originally, we thought it could be an infection causing the grotesque state of the corpses. But when we broke down the flora samples, it appears they are relatives of the Gapemaw," Azrelle explained.She continued, “Not much is known in Ul’dah about the plant, but it is rumored to feed off other living plants, especially the sylphs in the Eastern Shroud.”B’ardwyn added, "Gapemaws are native to the Eastern Shroud, more specifically Larkscall and the Sylphlands. We likely passed them by on our job out there."Azrelle nodded. “One could guess that if a variant of the plant was trapped in the crypt it would need to adapt to survive. My guess is that it did, feeding on the fresh corpse and somehow creating the fiends into a host.”“Nonetheless, should the Adders decide to open the crypt and investigate, I would highly recommend having a few alchemists and botanists familiar with the Gapemaw plant and doing an intensive cleaning of the flora,” she explained, making a mess of the yolk from her egg on her plate. "Lyctor is providing a recipe for a disinfectant agent that may prove useful in ridding the surfaces so that none remains to grow," she said."I will advise them in the report to cover their noses and mouths while in there," B’ardwyn added.
Azrelle nodded. "Yes, yes, that would be very wise. I told him I would be visiting him after breakfast for the report."She finished her coffee and leaned back slightly in her chair.B’ardwyn asked, "Did Dr. Lyctor test these samples’ effects on living flesh?"Azrelle nodded. "He did. Its response to living flesh is slow. Our guess is that it works best on corpses, as it feeds directly from the skin breaking down. Protective gear would be required should they encounter any more in the crypt."She thought for a moment. "I'd imagine the ones we came across had been down there for a long time, untouched, feeding upon themselves. But once the grave robbers entered, it caused them to become aggressive and seek a better feeding source, I suppose."She shrugged. “I wish I had more information to give you.”"Perhaps I should request the Adders send some of their best conjurers to work with Dr. Lyctor on a cure. Finding a disinfectant is good, but it would not cure someone should they become infected when clearing the place," B’ardwyn suggested.Azrelle nodded. “I shall leave that to the capable hands of the Adders.”While finishing their meals, they discussed how they were feeling after the crypt ordeal. Azrelle confided that her veil provides minor protection, although she was drained and did not attempt to siphon within the crypt, fearing potential side effects.Curious from her last visit with B’ardwyn and Aleksey, she asked, “Might I ask something?”B’ardwyn’s face grew curious, and he nodded.She continued, “When I last visited you and Aleksey at your home, I may be wrong, but I came to the conclusion that Aleksey may not be aware of my veil or my... should I say... affliction.”“Your conclusion is correct. Aleksey is not aware, for I have not told him of your disguise,” he confirmed.She nodded. “I hinted in my words to test if he may have known. I appreciate you keeping it to yourself. Lately, I think it may be time to stop hiding. Since I was first found in Thanalan, we feared I was left for dead. It has been nearly three summers with no one knowing of me. I think it is time to stop hiding and begin making a life for myself here.”She smiled thinking of Muz. “Surely, I would need to explain all this to him as well. Perhaps knowledge of veils can aid him in finding his person of interest should they be hiding under one too.”"Since our travels together, I think Aleksey will not take issue with your glamouring for safety. He too hides things about himself for that reason," B’ardwyn replied.Azrelle pushed the parchments closer to B’ardwyn. "In any event, I did write a short explanation for Aleksey and Muz," she said.B’ardwyn took the parchment and read over it. Azrelle watched eagerly."Perhaps my latest news from that parcel I sent Gaius could aid an apology for hiding... as I may have good news for Aleksey," she said with a small smile."The last parchment is from Gaius’ aid," she said as he reached it. “They claim they know nothing of the book, but I should look toward western Othard for a wasteland if I seek my past.”"Given Muz and Aleksey are from neighboring regions, I'd hope we could pursue that lead in the near future," she exclaimed."Ooh and..." She turned the parchment over and smiled. "Your friend in Limsa, the one who knows of magitek, may find this information curious.” She pointed to the sketches and notes detailing a "magitek transporter" and an "aetherytes relay."B’ardwyn leaned in to look at the unfamiliar designs and terminology.Azrelle sat back. "I am not familiar with magitek, but I asked for information to help Aleksey travel with us more easily," she reminded him."Could you forward this to your friend in Limsa to see what he may say?" B’ardwyn asked."Is there anything in here you would rather Ru not see? I would like to send him these blueprints. We may need to collect components to build this item prior to traveling to Limsa," B’ardwyn explained.Azrelle shook her head. “I have no need for something I do not understand. I would gladly welcome a chat with him to learn of its meaning and potential function," she said.They agreed B’ardwyn would send word to Ru in Limsa and include the parchments.“Lyctor should have that report done by now. Have you any other business in Ul’dah?” Azrelle asked.B’ardwyn shook his head. "I do not, but I would like to meet Dr. Lyctor to thank him in person."Azrelle nodded. "Then let us head back to the city once you are finished with your meal."B’ardwyn drank the rest of his coffee and finished his food while Azrelle looked around for the young waitress. Not seeing her, she packed up her belongings.They left the café together, and Azrelle told B’ardwyn, "I know a shortcut to the city, unlike last time, this one will not lead us through the back alley markets."

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Without Disguise

After Azrelle and B’ardwyn picked up the report from Lyctor at the alchemist guild they parted ways.B’ardwyn headed back to Gridania to tend to affairs with the Adders and to reach out to his friend in Limsa about the documents the Ironworks had sent back.Azrelle made use of her free time to rest and visit with Rarakiya for a moment before returning to Ishgard.When she arrived home,a notice awaited her indicating that the Gridania markets were in need of more products. A rather large order this time.She had enough ingredients to fill such an order but her current apartment was becoming too small to support her growing production.She dreamed of having her own shop one day, yet for now, she simply needed a larger apartment to continue her business efficiently.Not having heard back from her landlord regarding potential renovations she decided to look elsewhere in hopes of finding the perfect temporary home.The following day while walking about the Empyreum Azrelle noticed the construction of a new wing to the apartments was finished. She quickly went to the lobby to discuss availability and was put on the wait list.A larger workplace would increase her sales and allow her to save more gil for a small plot of her own one day.She left feeling excited and ready for a new home.That evening she completed the orders for Rishushu. She packed them up and made plans to head to the markets the next morning.She stayed up thinking of layouts and designs for a new apartment hoping to have more space for her lab. And most importantly... room to host guests.The next morning Azrelle woke early and loaded her wares onto a private airship heading to Gridania.It cost slightly more than the regular fare but the additional help from the pilot to haul her crates and boxes into the markets was worth the expense.Rishushu was thrilled to receive the order earlier than agreed upon. She mentioned that several of the Adders had been requesting new flavor options. Azrelle explained she would be testing new flavors soon and asked for patience.Before leaving the markets Azrelle purchased a few odds and ends in hopes of getting approved for a new apartment.After her shopping, she returned to Ishgard to research what she could of the information from the Ironworks in Terncliff.A day passes.The few books she found locally on Garlean technology provided more headaches than clarity.Given the depth of knowledge the Garleans had for machinery Azrelle often found herself lost and unsure of much of what she read.The few bits she could make sense of concerned the introduction to alchemic products and techniques used in maintaining their large scale devices.She was hopeful she could lend a small hand in creating something for Aleksey.While waiting for word from B’ardwyn Azrelle reflected on her life.For the past two years she had wondered about who she was, where she came from, and whether any family might be looking for her.She often pondered what her previous life had been like.She realized that given the time that had passed and the lack of any real clues beyond the report from Gaius, it was best to begin her life as it was now and move forward.She would always want closure. She felt content with her present life.While brewing a new batch of veil draughts she caught herself overthinking again and decided to stop.Instead...she sat down and wrote detailed letters explaining her life and her reasons for using veils. She addressed one to Aleksey and one to Muz.She no longer wished to hide herself from those who had begun to trust her fully.To move forward in Eorzea she needed to let go of parts of her past... or what she considered her past.In the letters she recounted how she had been found in Thanalan and everything that had happened since.She hoped the letters would clear a path for honesty among her friends and allow her to live as her true self.She would no longer present herself as a Lalafell.She decided to keep her natural height. Miqo'te over six feet were uncommon in Eorzea and she and Lyctor had concluded her height might appear abnormal or perhaps indicative of a clan or family not from this region, but maybe that would lead to knowledge of her past one day.She retired for the evening and sleep finally came after many thoughts ran through her mind.The next morning she received word from B’ardwyn that they were to meet in Limsa. He had obtained confirmation from his friend that all was set to begin work with the documents from Terncliff.Azrelle was excited by the news.She wasted no time preparing. She left the following morning.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

Schematics for Aleksey

Azrelle made it to Limsa by way of airship from Ishgard. She managed to get directions to the Drowning Wench and made her way there to wait for her friends.She was excited yet nervous to meet B’ardwyn’s friend and eager to explore the Limsa markets once their work was done.Time passed until she heard a familiar voice from the lift."I have not received word from Azrelle recently, however I did send word to her to meet us here while we wait for Ru to come and lead us to his place," B’ardwyn stated.He looked toward the table where the lone Miqo'te female sat. "It looks like she's beaten us here." He gestured and waved to Azrelle.Azrelle smiled and waved back.Muz looked at B’ardwyn. "Is that her?" he asked.Azrelle smiled at Muz in her true form, sensing his confusion and hoping her letter had arrived before he left."I hope my letter did not cause much confusion," she said. "I tried to be as detailed as I could be."Muz replied, "It's different but I get it.""I received word from B’ardwyn that their friend has accepted our request, so I made haste to Limsa. I only arrived moments ago," she explained.She continued, "Glad to see you decided to join us.""Glad to be here. Plus I was a little curious to see the change," Muz said with a soft chuckle.Azrelle smiled weakly. "It was a bit of work to keep the glamour up as a Lalafell. Traveling now should be more enjoyable.""Ru should be here soon, unless he lost track of time because his brain is stuck in some contraption or another. He has always been one to easily lose focus when something has caught his attention," B’ardwyn explained.Azrelle nodded."Was that why you had to keep up with those tonics?" Muz asked."Yes, Muz. No need for those unless we have reason to disguise ourselves," Azrelle replied."So those would work on any of us?" he asked, intrigued.Azrelle looked at B’ardwyn briefly. "I hope Aleksey was not bothered by the letter, B’ardwyn. I sent the same to him as I sent to Muz."She nodded to Muz. "They would need adjusting for the formula, but yes, it would not be difficult to produce for various glamours."Muz appeared lost in thought for a moment, then laughed.Azrelle thought that although the tonics served a purpose for her, she had no interest in marketing them.They could be harmful in the wrong hands."Did your friend give a specific location to meet him?" she asked B’ardwyn."Aleksey was caught a little off guard at first, but he understands the need to hide one's identity better than most. He is looking forward to meeting you as your true self, as he too has more about himself he wishes to share with you," B’ardwyn explained.Azrelle was happy to hear Aleksey had no ill feelings. "That is nice to hear. I shall make time to visit with him after our business here is finished."B’ardwyn explained that Aleksey was unaware of their current plans, and they agreed to keep it between them until the device was complete."Do you have means of communicating with him locally? Or perhaps did he provide an address?" Azrelle asked.B’ardwyn nodded and pulled a small folded sheet from his pocket. He read aloud, "Mizzymast, Apartment number 25 in the subdivision of the first ward of Mist residential district."B’ardwyn mumbled, "That's a mouthful.""Indeed," Azrelle giggled softly.As he looked over the paper, a Lalafell man ran up, wheezing and exhausted."Sorry for my tardiness," he said.Azrelle stepped back to give him space. "This must be Ru," she said.The young man looked at her and bowed courteously. "You would be correct."Azrelle smiled. "I appreciate you making time to speak with us." Muz and B’ardwyn joined in greeting."I am Azrelle, and this is Muz," she said, motioning."The names Rurusset Popotosset, but ye can call me Ru or Spud," he introduced himself."Nice to meet you, Spud," Muz replied.B’ardwyn greeted his friend. "It has been quite some time since last we saw each other, before you up and moved to Limsa."Rurusset nodded to Muz. "It is a pleasure to meet ye both.""You arrived just in time; we were just speaking of how to find your residence. If you would like to lead the way, we can speak more freely there, I am sure," Azrelle said.Rurusset nodded. "Indeed, there is much to be discussed. Follow me, and I can lead you to my flat. The lift attendant can take us down to the city’s main Aetheryte, which we can then use to reach the Mist."The group followed Rurusset through a short walk in Limsa before entering the Mist residential area. They arrived at his apartment complex and made their way inside.Rurusset offered refreshments and a place to sit before discussing the matter at hand."Did you happen to find time to go over the sketches B’ardwyn sent, the very same I received from the Ironworks in Terncliff?" Azrelle asked.Rurusset nodded. "Indeed I did. Here, I shall fetch them at once."He ran to his workshop, retrieved the sketches, and returned. He placed them on the table."A magitek transportation converter. I'm guessing you've asked for my help to create this to help out Droopy Ears," he said, smirking at B’ardwyn.Azrelle, slightly uncomfortable, said, "Um… I assume you mean Aleksey.""I requested information on how the Garleans were able to manipulate aether for traveling. This is what they sent back, with no other information provided," she explained."My goal, or should I say, hope, is that we can develop a device that will help him travel with us easily. I am not familiar enough with Eorzea or Garlean technologies, but I am skilled in alchemy and aether siphoning," she added.Rurusset grinned. "Indeedly so. Why else would y’all need a magitek transporter unless it was for the aetherically inept Aleksey.""A transporter…? Is that what we need?" Azrelle asked."That is what it says," Rurusset replied."And are you familiar with how one is made or works?" she asked.Rurusset pointed to the chicken scratch on the documents. "Nope! But if you can get me these parts or a non-functioning one, I can replicate its build."Azrelle considered. "It would need to be small, hand-held, and not siphon too much aether. We do not wish to turn Aleksey into a madman. Finding something like that will be a challenge."Rurusset nodded. "Though the one depicted seems clunky, we can convert the design to attach to him directly."He continued, "Oh! For parts, you can find some here in the city if you know where to look. Such items are contraband. Or you could find them at abandoned Garlean bases. Some may exist since Garlemald fell."Azrelle nodded. She reached under her collar and pulled out a necklace with a small ornate crystal. "I have a similar situation."Rurusset leaned closer to inspect it."Yes, something like this would do nicely.""If Aleksey holds no personal aether, the device would be useless. How do you propose it stays filled?" Azrelle asked. "Being unfamiliar with Limsa, I would rather avoid asking around in the markets."Rurusset replied, "We can replicate the charge using aether cartridges or have one of you spare some aether.""I may have contacts for questionable goods, but it is risky. Going to Castrums may be safer," she added."Some Castrums are heavily guarded, others abandoned. We will also need ceruleum. It is the basis of all magitek," Rurusset added."The Mining Guild in Ul'dah controls Northern Thanalan, securing large amounts of ceruleum for airships," Azrelle mused. "I wonder how hard it would be to get a small portion."They continued discussing plans for a Castrum to raid for parts while enjoying refreshments.Muz learned that his smithing skills could serve him well in Limsa’s guild, as Rurusset explained its high standards.With information shared, the group decided to research and meet the following day to plan their path to acquire the necessary items.Rurusset mentioned he had secured rooms at the Drowning Wench for them to stay in Limsa.Azrelle spoke of her plans to renovate her apartment once approved. Her current home served her well, but having a place for herself and friends in Ishgard would be more comfortable than staying at the Forgotten Knight.They ended the night by returning to the inner city and taking up their rooms at the Drowning Wench.Azrelle planned to research the Castrums and which might yield the best items for the device while also finding a good price on the black market.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume One ---

• Making Friends & Making Plans
• Haukke Manor
• Negotiations
• A Stranger's Burden
• A Veil Across the Aether
• Swift Travel & Fragile Secrets
• Fallen Imps & Revelations
• Behemoth Bread & Dreams
• Boars & Business
• Markets & Mysteries
• What Does the Book Say?
• Doubts & Decisions
• Notice & Recap
• A Stranger on the Eastern Road
• Hope On Hold
• Getting to Know Muz
• Emporium of Information - Part 1
• Emporium of Information - Part 2
• Graves & Greed
• Tea and Technology
• Loot and Advancement
• Cryptic Findings
• Without Disguise
• Schematics for Aleksey
• The Road to Ceruleum

The Road to Ceruleum

After meeting outside the Inn the group of three found themselves roaming around Limsa.Taking in the sights and enjoying each other company.After a moment they came across a flyer posted near a small empty stall for a local tavern.They proceeded to make their way there so they could speak privately about their plans to gather the parts Rurusset might need.They entered the establishment just as a crowd of customers was leaving and found themselves alone with the barkeep.They ordered drinks and made themselves comfortable.“Limsa is different from what I imagined,” Azrelle exclaimed to her friends."It certainly seems more lively than Gridania or Ul'dah," B’ardwyn said.Muz added, "I have been here before in the past for a short stay. It is not my favorite place.""I was pleasantly surprised to not be overwhelmed by the smell of the ocean or fish," Azrelle joked with a small chuckle. "The people here are more about business and going about their day than lingering about. That is rather nice.""I hear there is a lot of shady business here, might be a reason for people to keep to themselves," Muz explained. "Pirates and such.""Appears as much," Azrelle replied. "That will work in our favor. Should we come across a specific item of contraband, they may not question it."Muz laughed. "Good news for you, Azrelle. Might be treasure involved with the piracy.""I am not sure I would trust a pirate just yet," Azrelle said with a giggle.“If we need to handle any business of that sort, going through Ru and his contacts would be the safest bet,” B’ardwyn said.Azrelle nodded in agreement. "Indeed.""He was a strange little guy, I have to say," Muz remarked.B’ardwyn nodded. "He can be a bit eccentric.""Given he has an ally already in the practice of handling such things, it would be wise to entrust their aid as well," Azrelle added."I would like to think so. Speaking of that," B’ardwyn said, pulling out a small folded slip of paper and beginning to unfold it. "Yesterday after our meeting, I stayed behind to catch up with Ru. While there, he wrote a list of materials he would need to procure to make the transporter. He has his contacts getting most of them except one."Azrelle smiled eagerly. "Well, that is helpful. What is it that we are to gather?""He wants us to get a transporter, preferably one still operational so he can extract its core and its ceruleum fuel lines," B’ardwyn explained. "It would not hurt to have some extra fuel since we have no idea how long it will take him and you to craft one for Aleksey. It would not do to run out of fuel in the middle of your work."Azrelle nodded in agreement.She tried to think of her knowledge of the Thanalan regions. She had not traveled through most of them, often avoiding them since that was where she had been found alone just a couple of years ago."Northern Thanalan is the closest region I know of that would have the fuel," Azrelle said. "Does he require the fuel as well, or just the base mineral?"She paused and continued thinking out loud. "I highly doubt the processing plant would yield anything useful, as the workers are often roaming and on the lookout for thieves.""From what I remember, North Thanalan ties into Mor Dhona, but to travel that way, you must go through what is left of the old Castrum," she continued. "Given it was a Garlean fortress, we could likely find what Ru needs there."B’ardwyn nodded. "There are many Garlean strongholds in Eorzea. The ones near places we have been will probably suit our purpose best."Azrelle thought for a moment. "Curious though, would they still be guarded by the Grand Companies or have they been abandoned to locals?""Some are, while others might still be held," B’ardwyn said. "It depends on whether the leaders of the Castrums decided to abandon them or try to hold them. From what Aleksey has said, Garlemald was heavily militant and hierarchical. Those that remained after the fall of Garlemald might be in disarray.""Raiding an old Garlean stronghold could be an adventure, but it could also be very lucrative," Azrelle noted, raising an eyebrow.Her treasure-hunter instincts thrilled at the idea of gaining coin from loot, but she knew the risk of lingering longer than necessary."We could have one of Ru's contacts smuggle whatever we find into the city, so the items are not on us when entering," B’ardwyn suggested. "Dr. Gabriel could find us a buyer for Garlean technology."Azrelle grinned. "You and I are on the same page then, B’ardwyn.""I imagine there are others who would welcome a chance to travel with such a device. Makes me wonder what they would pay for it," Azrelle added.B’ardwyn explained, "Limsa or Ul'dah have bustling black markets for such items. Gridania not so much unless you plan to meet poachers in the woods."Azrelle shook her head. "I would rather avoid bargaining and meeting consumers. Sharing profits with those who can handle that is my preferred route."B’ardwyn agreed. "Agreed.""Then our journey now will take us to Northern Thanalan," Azrelle said."I'm not familiar with Thanalan territories," B’ardwyn admitted."If we start from Ul'dah, it would be a day’s travel using chocobos, or we could hire a private porter for faster travel with fewer stops," Azrelle explained. "Did you bring any maps? I can show you the route, or we can head to Ul'dah and plot the course and look into porters."B’ardwyn nodded. "I always carry a map of all Eorzea. Smaller maps I keep in my inn room."Azrelle outlined the route. "From Ul'dah, we travel north to Central Thanalan. We can attune to the aether along the way if needed. Then we continue north to Northern Thanalan. I have not gone that far north, so it will be new to me as well."B’ardwyn pulled out his map and unrolled it on the bar counter. "I will need to attune to the Aetherytes along the way."Azrelle tapped the map. "This is Black Brush, our first stop. The chocobo keep will tend the birds while we rest, attune, and shop if necessary."B’ardwyn nodded."From there, we continue north," Azrelle said, moving her finger up the map. "We will learn the areas together and can ask locals for directions if needed.""Sounds like a plan," B’ardwyn agreed."Muz, are you okay with that plan?" Azrelle asked.Muz, seemingly unaware of the device plans, said, "Sounds good to me."Azrelle smiled. "We should head to Ul'dah and prepare for the journey.""I'll grab any relevant maps from my inn room to help," B’ardwyn offered."The heat of Thanalan is exhausting. I should prepare some tonics to keep us cool," Azrelle said. "Let us meet in a few hours outside the Adventurer's Guild in Ul'dah."B’ardwyn reminded the group, "We should also pack extra waterskins."Azrelle nodded. "Indeed. I am unfamiliar with water sources or settlements in Northern Thanalan besides plants and abandoned lands from the calamity. I will speak with Rarakiya as well before we head out. See you both shortly."Azrelle bid them farewell and made her way to Ul'dah.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume Two ---

• Castrum Meridianum (Part 1)
• Castrum Meridianum (Part 2)
• Respite in Mor Dhona
• The Long Way Around
• Into Pirate Hands
• Echoes of Blood and Loss
• Bridging Distances
• Exploring Limsa
• The Next Move
• Tangled Clues
• Beneath the Drowned City
• The Quiet After
• Reflections & Remedies
• To Be A Botanist
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 1)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 2)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 3)
• The Florette Athenaeum
• Wise Information
• Written In The Runes

Castrum Meridianum
--- Part One ---

After arriving back in Ul’dah, Azrelle prepared her backpack for the upcoming trip.She stopped by Rarakiya’s stall in the Sapphire Avenue markets to inform him of her new adventure.Azrelle is grateful to him and his wife for finding her and welcoming her into their home. Since Rarakiya is not one for traveling far from Ul’dah, he is always excited to hear from Azrelle of the adventures she goes on.Although she has no memories of her past, often times Azrelle feels a sense that she is reliving a previous life. Perhaps she and her family were adventurers and shared stories.She hopes one day she can learn of her past. But for now, she has been content with her new life.Several hours pass… time to meet with her friends.Azrelle heads to the Chocobo Stable where they plan to hire porters to swiftly bring them to Northern Thanalan.After a moment, her friends arrive and she greets them. "If you both are ready, we can meet with the porter."B'ardwyn nods."I ready when you are" says Muz.Azrelle speaks with the Chocobokeep and purchases them all fare to the Black Brush Station. The Chocobokeep explains the risk and rules to them, then ushers them outside Ul’dah where their birds are waiting.They make their way to the Black Brush Station. Upon arriving they all attune to the aetheryte."Rarakiya informed me that we must travel far north west to reach the Castrum." Azrelle explains to her friends.They return back on their hired chocobos and continue to head to Northern Thanalan.Upon arriving, the overbearing sense of aether in the atmosphere hits Azrelle. She has not sensed such a strong gathering of aether in one area like this before.It was thick, almost overwhelming her senses. She focused on adjusting herself without notice to her friends. Too much aether would make her sick."The air here is very thick of aether" Azrelle says out loud."I was just thinking that the air was strange here" Muz says.Azrelle nods, "Very much so."She looks around noticing the fog and weather in the region. Very strange to her. She thought perhaps it was caused by the plant, however, she is unsure due to the large stench of aether that is still bothering her senses."The weather is a bit strange as well" Azrelle states. "Given the area, I would stay on the lookout of anything that may be out of the usual."B'ardwyn looks about the encampment. "This isn't much of a town.” He says.Azrelle notices the lack of structures or homes. "Does not appear that way." She says."Most of this region was supposedly abandoned after the calamity years ago, according to researchers some factions have taken up some areas for their own." She continued as she looked off to notice only a few people standing about minding to their own business, whatever that may be she thought.They continue to move northward. Azrelle keeps her eyes on her surroundings."We must be mindful to not come across any of those. Looks like a wasteland..." she mentions to her friends.After a while they arrive to a large settlement of pipes and metal structures extending many feet over their heads. Azrelle motions to the large pipes. "This must be the processing plant..."Muz looks about the area. "I've never been to a place like this" he states."Can only imagine how much they are drawing off the lands here... surprised there is still minerals left in the condition of what I’ve seen so far." Azrelle says under her breathe slightly as she takes in how large the pipes and facilities are in the area.Noticing a pathway leading further north, Azrelle asked B’ardwyn to check his map to see if anything shows of the Castrum’s location."The distance ahead is hidden within the fog and this weather here makes it difficult to see what may be out there" she says.B'ardwyn informs . “It does not, I didn't purchase any blueprints from Kayden. Never figured I'd be breaking into a Garlean facility."Azrelle nods with a soft laugh. "We will move slowly then, and stay on the lookout."As they make their way through the processing plant main circle.They reach an opening out looking a large open area with large black metal structures and a wall similar to what they saw going to the Lochs."Far back through that fog looks like tall structure similar to what we saw when we went to the Lochs" Azrelle tells her friends.Muz looks around and questions, "What is that large orange crystal out there?"B'ardwyn and Azrelle look over to where Muz motioned to. A large crystal formation extending out from the rocks."That may be the corrupted crystals that remain from the calamity." Azrelle explains, "Like the ones in Mor Dhona, I've read that some parts of the Shroud have them as well but those regions are no longer able to be visited"She notices that much is broken up.She can sense that much of the fragments in this area do not have as much aether as when they first entered the region."Appears the miners and the processing plant is draining what little is left of this region" she tells her friends.As they move further north, Azrelle notices the large lights shining in the direction of what she deems to be the Castrum."Would appear that the Castrum is operating to some degree..." she states as she points to the Garlean vessels in the distance."Those are alike to the ones in the Lochs as well. I wonder if they have been stripped of parts already...."B'ardwyn looks about. "We will need to tread this area carefully."They move yet again forward, closer to the large structure that is the Castrum.Azrelle keeping her eyes open to any threats... or things of value. At one point, a shimmer of light flickers off something in the ground and catches Azrelle’s attention. She moves closer to finds a sword embedded in the ground."Looks like much is still left behind here." She motions to the sword that caught her attention. “This could be worth a few coins..."Azrelle looks to Muz and ask, "Think you could pull that out of the ground...."Muz shrugs and attempts to move the sword from the ground. In one good attempt it does not budge much. He tries again and this time it comes out with ease."Given you are a blacksmith, how hard would it to be refurbish that" she smiles to Muz.Muz looks over the sword. "It doesn’t look to be in that bad of shape, I should be able to polish it up"Azrelle smiles widely. "Great! Look at that... already making money"Muz straps the sword to his back.Azrelle returns her attention to the massive structure lining the western wall of the region."That place looks rather large from here..." Azrelle exclaims.B'ardwyn nods in agreement. "They always sounded like large mazes from Aleksey's recounts of them. We'll have to be mindful not to lose our way inside."Azrelle wonders what use would such a large fortress be needed for.B'ardwyn Quaver pulls out the blueprint of the device Gaius had sent Azrelle."Ru wanted us to have this to find what we are looking for." B’ardwyn explains as he looks over the prints.Azrelle not noticing anything mechanical in the immediate area."Nothing here appears to have a power source... perhaps we'll find more inside." Looking over the large Castrum and letting out a sigh. "The wall goes on for a good way. Must have some truth to it reaching to Mor Dhona"Unsure of how large the Castrum truly is from the view that is outside, Azrelle fears that they may be over their heads. But she has faith in her friends that together they will make it through and find what they need.She reminds herself to stay positive.They make their way to the large black metal wall. Azrelle looks to the shut gate. Surely, they will not be going in that way, she thought."Do you see another way in..." she asks her friends.Noticing that there are no guards stationed outside the large gate and wall, she thinks it rather strange considering its size.B'ardwyn looks at the door and then to the towering walls. He then grabs rope from his pack. "I don't know if I have enough rope to scale the walls.""Given the state of the region, I'd imagine there is a busted wall or an entrance somewhere that is not obvious" Azrelle says out loud. "Should we split up and check?"They all three make their way in different directions along the wall to look for an entrance.After a few minutes, B’ardwyn calls them over. He found a way in.Azrelle makes her way back to the entrance to meet up with her friends after receiving word that B’ardwyn found a possible entry into the Castrum.Muz and Azrelle approach B’ardwyn. "Lead the way" says Muz.B'ardwyn points to the side wall. "It's over this way."They make their way with B’ardwyn leading in front of them.Azrelle keeps her eyes on the surrounding to ensure no one can see them.After a short walk they come to a small hole in the ground leading under the wall"Luckily for us, it is not so obvious but well in size to allow us entrance." Azrelle exclaims seeming excited to see a way in.Muz looks down at the opening and comments, "It might be a squeeze for me but I can make it"B'ardwyn nods, "The shadow from the wall makes it hard to see, so I think it's been overlooked by the Eorzea Alliance.""Getting out may be a different story for us, but I am eager to see what is inside there..." states Azrelle."Let’s hope we don't get lost in here. If the outside is any indication of the size of this place." B’ardwyn says.Muz and Azrelle nod in agreement and examine the opening.B'ardwyn crouches down and carefully enters the damaged area of the wall. Muz enters the hole after B’ardwyn.Azrelle kneels down near the entrance and slowly makes her way through next.Upon entering, they find themselves at a small area that appeared to be unguarded."I do not see any one out in this area. " Azrelle explains after looking around.Muz readies his axe while also looking around, "We should be prepared all the same""Wouldn't be good to get caught right as we get in." B’ardwyn says.They begin to move forward, then are motioned to stopped by B'ardwyn. He notices two people from the alliance standing guard at the gate."We probably should avoid getting into an all-out fight with the alliance. We'd be branded as criminals and
be barred from the city-states." He explains. "If they don't execute us outright.""Walls and structures, yes. I brought some sneak oils and invisible powders if we need as well. This place looks almost abandoned but we still must be on guard at all times" Azrelle says while peaking around a corner from where they stopped at.They can see two guards at the next pathway. B'ardwyn asks, "Do you have anything that causes sleep?"Azrelle shakes her head, "I do not. But noted for future ventures.""If we leave no witnesses then we won’t have anything to worry about" states Muz.B'ardwyn shakes his head. “I'd rather we not kill unless absolutely necessary."Azrelle being in agreement, "I rather avoid conflict of any kind if possible. Need not revisit the last outing we had...""Perhaps we can lead them away from the entrance by a distraction and sneak by." B’ardwyn says."The sheer size of this area is impressive. The large structures in the distance are likely guarded as well" Azrelle says out loud, still in awe of the fortress size and details. Wondering how long it must have taken to construct such a place.Muz questions, "How should we go about a distraction?" and turns his attention to Azrelle. "You seem to have a few tricks with those potions"Azrelle thinks for a moment."I have a few supplies to make a burning arrow if B'ardwin cares to create a nice fire for the guards.” She looks around the area near the guards. "The grassy area over there looks very dry, a fire will spread nicely there.Azrelle then kneels down to dig in her backpack. She retrieves a small fire crystal and a bottle containing an oil. "Could I borrow one of those arrows B'ardwyn”, she asks looking up.B'ardwyn nods. "Sounds good to me. We should avoid conflict at all costs this is a mission of subterfuge."B'ardwyn takes an arrow from his quiver and hands it to Azrelle.Azrelle opens the bottle of oil and extends her hand out to B'ardwyn's arrow, and pours a small amount of oil over the arrow's head. She then takes the fire crystal and begins to magnify power onto the bow.Within a few seconds the arrow head burst into a small flame."That should do it" she said pleased with herself.She then quickly puts her items away back into her backpack.B'ardwyn takes the arrow and shoots it towards the patch of grass. It lands in the center and a fire soon takes hold.The guards who were chatting take notice. They shout "Fire!" and quickly leave there post towards the fire intent on extinguishing the flames."That's our que." B’ardwyn says as they start to run towards the direction where the guards were stationed and make their way past the next area.They come across a large square arena like area with a path going left and right."Multiple paths leading to even larger paths..." Azrelle says annoyingly.B'ardwyn looks up at the tall structure beyond. "I think that's our destination. But which way...?""Should we try to take a peek on both sides before we decide..." Azrelle questions unsure of which path would prove to be successful without being able to see from their current spot. "I can go sneak up on the left side, see what I can make out of that area” she says."I'll take a look at the path that leads East." B’ardwyn says and makes his way east.Azrelle makes her way past the entrance to what seems to be another large area of the Castrum.In the distance she can see the large building B’ardwyn pointed out among the wall of rock. She appeared to be further away at this point.This was a lengthy session so there is a Part 2.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume Two ---

• Castrum Meridianum (Part 1)
• Castrum Meridianum (Part 2)
• Respite in Mor Dhona
• The Long Way Around
• Into Pirate Hands
• Echoes of Blood and Loss
• Bridging Distances
• Exploring Limsa
• The Next Move
• Tangled Clues
• Beneath the Drowned City
• The Quiet After
• Reflections & Remedies
• To Be A Botanist
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 1)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 2)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 3)
• The Florette Athenaeum
• Wise Information
• Written In The Runes

Castrum Meridianum
--- Part Two ---

She activated their linkpearl chat. "This side has a large space with another pathway leading further inward, hard to make out what is out there"B'ardwyn replied back, "This path looks like it leads North. Looks like this area has more patrols.""Past the large space it just continues into another gated area that I'm not able to make out. Likely has guards at the gate.Which path are you two leaning towards...? I'm curious if they will lead to the same place.." Azrelle told B’ardwyn and Muz over linkpearl."Our destination is to the north; does it look like that path is heading that way?" B’ardwyn asked."It's rather hard to say from this view point without getting closer. The roadway turns and I cannot see past its gate" she says.She then tried to get as far as she could to take a peak without getting noticed by the guards in the distance. "The large structure seems to get further away from me the more I inch forward""If it leads to the structure then it may be the more scenic route to our destination. Is there anything of interest that we can salvage for coin?" B’ardwyn asked.Noticing nothing of interest, Azrelle decided it best to rejoin her friends.The area of the Castrum she could see from where she was did not provide a clear path to the building."Heading back to you both. A few guards are outside the structure in this path. It's mostly rock and crystal formations."After a moment, Azrelle reunited with her friends.They stood staring at an entrance to a pathway leading straight to another pathway that they could not see past due to the gate blocking the view."I think this is the right path, there are more guards at that gate ahead." B’ardwyn states while looking onward.“What's the plan...?" Azrelle asked."Well with how guarded this place is, I'm wondering how we are going to be able to sneak around inside of the Castrum.. There may be less places to hide from view. And it's not like we can just set things on fire while inside.." B’ardwyn says as he looks out ahead."The sneak oils and invisible powders would last roughly an hour as long as we avoid any rain." Azrelle says.B’ardwyn says in reply, "Good thing Thanalan isn't known for its rain."Azrelle kneels down to dig in her backpack once again. She removed a sizable pouch and a glass bottle. The pouch holding the invisible powder and the bottle housing the sneak oil.“Being inside we won't have to worry about rain but we will have to worry about it wearing off on its own. Perhaps we should plan accordingly." Says B’ardwyn as Azrelle digs in her backpack."We just need to rub a little over us, make sure the oil is good on the bottom of your shoes." Azrelle tells her friends as she extends both hands to Muz and B'ardwyn so that they can apply the items and then switch. Her left hand holding the sneak oil bottle and her right the pouch of powder.B'ardwyn takes the oil offered while Muz takes the pouch of powder from Azrelle."I think it would be prudent to have a backup plan, how do you guys feel about relieving those guards ahead of their uniforms?" says B’ardwyn."I have no problem relieving the guards of anything" Muz says in reply to B’ardwyn.While listening, Azrelle retrieves a second pouch and bottle of oil from her backpack and begins to apply it to herself."If we can knock them out without harming them." Azrelle says with a concerning tone."If they can't see us then knocking them out will be easier and less likely to cause any lasting harm other than a concussion." Explains B’ardwyn.Azrelle remembering about the sleeping potions B’ardwyn mentioned earlier. She felt this would be a good time to use such an item.She makes a mental note to look into sleeping agents that would not cause side effects to those it affects. "Right.They are, after all, just doing their job." She says.B'ardwyn then begins to apply the oil to himself. Muz the same with the powder. They switched with one another after finishing to apply the next agent to themselves.B'ardwyn puts his bow away "Alright lets sneak up on em and get those uniforms." He looks to Muz.. "We're aiming to incapacitate not kill."Azrelle stares at Muz and nods.“I do whatever keeps us alive" Muz says, "and not jailed".Azrelle makes a face. "Let's hope all goes well then.""They can't jail us if they can't see us." Replies B’ardwyn."But I will do my best to not hurt them" Muz assures his friends."One of them might have a way into the building we seek." B’ardwyn says.The three of them sneak up to where one of the guards is stationed alone near the entrance.Muz punches the guard on the side of their head, causing the man to become unconscious. He then drags the guard to the wall and beings to strip the man of the uniform he is wearing.B’ardwyn sneaks up behind the second guard stationed just up ahead and manages to render him unconscious as well. He drags the man to where the other one is, and B’ardwyn strips him of his uniform too.B’ardwyn searches the guard’s pockets. He finds a keycard to the Praetorium. “Looks like we found our in, now we just need to get a uniform for you Az." Then he pockets the keycard.B'ardwyn looks to Muz. "There is a guard on patrol in the next area, do you want the honor of knocking them out or would you rather I do it?""I can get the next one" Muz replied, looking slightly excited.Muz approaches the area where the guard is standing facing away from the group. He then hits him on the back of his head.The guard stumbles but is not knocked out, Muz then hits him a second time and the guard falls to the ground.Azrelle makes a face seeing the blood from the guard. “That looked like it hurt…”Muz looks to the group. "Um. he is fine, no worries.” As he drags the guard off to the side.. leaving a trail of blood."Knocking someone out without hurting or killing them is actually rather difficult.” Says B’ardwynAzrelle kneels down on the side of the guard and whispers "I'm sorry." before removing their uniform and stuffing it into her
backpack.B'ardwyn motions to the large entrance in the near distance. "I think that’s our entrance into the Praetorium."Azrelle and Muz looks over the structure ahead. "Let’s hope what we need is inside without any incidents." Azrelle states as she tries to make use of the large heavy uniform."Shame we do not have a blueprint of the inside of this place. We made it through the Castrum fairly easily, but inside might not be as easily navigated. Beginning to think we should of brought Aleksey along with us." B’ardwyn says.They make it to the main entrance.They change into the uniforms they swiped off the guards and proceed to use the keycard to gain access into the Praetorium.The fortress in a fortress.Once they entered Azrelle's eyes were immediately drawn to the ceiling.The massive metal dome with walls lined with what appeared to be some sort of mechanical devices.The Praetorium, she thought, the “heart of Castrum Meridianum”.Said to have been home to the XIVth Imperial Legion’s, and where Gaius van Baelsar was assumed to have died after his battle with the Warrior of Light.Azrelle stood still for a moment taking it all in. To be standing in the actual place that she read about.She could feel her excitement building.“Is this what an adventurer feels like... how exciting...” she thought to herself.The three of them made their way to a small lift where a guard was stationed.B'ardwyn instructed Muz and Azrelle to stay behind while he went to speak with the guard to gain access to the lift.Azrelle and Muz agreed.They stayed pretending to talk to each other about “company business”.B'ardwyn introduced himself to the guard. The guard seeming suspicious questioned the purpose of our needing the lift.Azrelle could hardly make out the rest of the conversation.After a few minutes, B'ardwyn waved them over, he had succeeded in proving to the guard that we were there for official “company business”.The lift brought them to an upper area. Damage was seen on the floors and large openings in the walls were still visible.As they made their way around a circular pathway, similar to the previous floor, they came across a dead end.Luckily, the unrepaired damages to the wall allowed them access to the outside balcony where they were able to use as a means to continue their search of the place.The pathway was large, and stretched around the entire fortress. Azrelle stopped for a moment to take it the sight.Large mountains in the distance against the sky was a view most likely not seen by the common eyes.It was almost beautiful, had it not been for the Garlean favored metal wall that also stretched around the entire fortress.They continued along the balcony until they reached another entry point. Another dead end, but this area had a Magitek Transporter.Azrelle knelt down to observe the device. It swirled with aether around it.“This may very well be what we are needing...” she said out loud.It was positioned on the floor with a small contraption attached to it. B'ardwyn and Muz stopped to look at it.Surely they couldn't take this one. It would likely be linked to others in the Castrum as means of the guards and workers to travel easier inside.Unsure where it would take them, they agreed to give it a try.Similar to the aether crystals, it whisked them away to a new area of the Castrum. This time.. they stood in an open pathway leading to a set of stairs with a large screen with a map displaying in the distance.Azrelle and Muz stationed themselves on the ends of the pathway to keep a look out whileB'ardwyn went up to investigate.Azrelle and Muz stationed themselves at opposite ends of the pathway to keep watch while B’ardwyn went up to investigate.After a moment B’ardwyn returned.Muz and Azrelle reconvened at the transporter to discuss what he had discovered.He explained that there were multiple sets of guards and workers in the next room, all engrossed in conversations and tasks, seemingly unaware of his presence.Azrelle thought for a moment, keeping her eye on the transporter at her feet.“If only we could find one they aren’t using at the moment…” she said.B’ardwyn nodded. “There’s likely a storage room somewhere with extras in case one stops working. We should use the lift upstairs and see where it leads, then search for a supply closet or holding room.”Azrelle and Muz agreed.They made their way up the stairs to the room with the large screen and lift.The round room was filled with machines and monitors. Workers and guards were busy with their own tasks paying them no mind.As they reached the lift a guard stepped in front of them.B’ardwyn explained their reason for using it. He claimed they were on official business for a Captain in Gridania.The guard was more relaxed than the previous one. He seemed unconcerned and simply nodded and let them use the lift.Azrelle looked to Muz and shrugged with a small smile.They all stepped onto the lift, which lowered them a few floors.Stepping off they found themselves in what appeared to be a repair facility.Multiple Magitek riding machines lined the charging stations, and large crates stacked around the room looked promising.They agreed to split up to search for parts or anything that might be useful for Ru’s list.Azrelle started with one of the charging stations along the back wall, while B’ardwyn and Muz moved to the left and right sides of the front.Between the three of them they managed to find a few worn batteries that might still be salvageable.B’ardwyn located a transmitter inside one of the Magitek mobile units.Azrelle, meanwhile, had no luck with smaller components. Her attention drawn to the large crates and what they might contain.Being in her Lalafell veil, Azrelle was the best option for reaching the top of the crates.Muz assisted by allowing his hands to help raise her up.He lifted her up to reach the highest crate in a stack of two.After several failed attempts, she finally managed to open it.Inside she found a spool of what B’ardwyn called “Garlean fiber.”Thinking it could fetch a nice purse of coins Azrelle lowered it down to B’ardwyn.A small glint caught her eye from the crate. Upon closer inspection she noticed a Garlean crest on a very ornate metal box.“There’s something else inside here I want to take a closer look at,” Azrelle said. “I just need to get a little higher to reach it.”Muz lifted her as high as he could.Azrelle stretched toward the box and nearly losing her balance.She tried again, this time almost lunging fully into the crate, but she managed to grip it and told Muz to pull her back.They placed the box on the ground and removed its lid. Inside, they found what appeared to be a set of Garlean weapons.Azrelle did her best to hide her excitement.She knew well that a set like this could fetch a significant sum in the right market.The three agreed that it would be worth smuggling the items safely out of the Castrum.Once everything was secured they searched for an exit.After navigating several doors and pathways they finally emerged outside the Praetorium through a back route.A track lay ahead of them.Moving quickly and quietly, they made their way out before anyone noticed.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume Two ---

• Castrum Meridianum (Part 1)
• Castrum Meridianum (Part 2)
• Respite in Mor Dhona
• The Long Way Around
• Into Pirate Hands
• Echoes of Blood and Loss
• Bridging Distances
• Exploring Limsa
• The Next Move
• Tangled Clues
• Beneath the Drowned City
• The Quiet After
• Reflections & Remedies
• To Be A Botanist
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 1)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 2)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 3)
• The Florette Athenaeum
• Wise Information
• Written In The Runes

Respite in Mor Dhona

"Appears we made it out, and on some sort of track..." Azrelle says to her friends as she looks around, curious of the surroundings due to it looking nothing like Northern Thanalan.She notices another large black metal gate up ahead and points it out."There is another structure there... likely more guards ahead." she says.B'ardwyn and Muz looks towards the guards where Azrelle is pointing."We can get past them just as we have the rest. Once we are clear of the Castrum we can destroy these uniforms." B'ardwyn tells them."That would be ideal, it is rather... warm.." Azrelle says."I won't lie wearing this was rather nostalgic." B'ardwyn exclaims."Won't hear me complaining out that, we look stupid in these things” Muz says.Azrelle makes a face. "Then let us be off..""Well these aren't the most fashionable attire..." B'ardwyn says while they approach the guard at the gate.The guard holds up a hand to halt them."Halt, what brings you to Castrum Centi?" he questions.B'ardwyn gives a Serpent salute."We've been instructed to go get an order of supplies to bring back to the Castrum." He answers confidently. And he nods to the guard."A shipment did come in at Revenant's Toll." the guard says as he steps aside to let the group pass."We're newly transferred to this Castrum could we get directions?" B'ardwyn asks.“It's a small settlement to the North East. Once out of the Castrum walls follow the road and don't stray too far from the path, there are many monsters ready to snack on any wayward travelers." the guard explains.B'ardwyn gives a Serpent salute."Thanks." He then turns to the group,"We better hurry to get that shipment we do not want to miss supper."Azrelle nods. "Yes, Sir"B'ardwyn looks around. He notices the spire in the distance and whispers, "Wonder what that is..."Azrelle looks around to notice the large crystal like structure reaching high into the sky. “The tall crystal thing in the distance...?" she asks."Yeah.." B'ardwyn replies.Azrelle recognized the structure from an item a merchant once had back in Ul'dah.“According to a merchant in Ul'dah, it's known as the "Crystal Tower" she explains, "He had small replica statues of it that he was trying to sell. He claims it's been around for years and that it's some sort of old Allagan stronghold."B'ardwyn eyes widen, "I had heard stories from travelers in my childhood. It must be magnificent up close.." he states."I could only imagine the aether from that place, it's glowing so bright" Azrelle says out loud why in awe of seeing it in person."Imagine what the stuff inside is worth.." B'ardwyn says."That is a thought..." Azrelle says, "Such a place, though, I'd imagine is heavily guarded. Old allagan technology is widely sort after, likely more than the Garlean tech."B'ardwyn nods. “Indeed though something for the future possibly.. For now we should quit this place before the Grand Companies here catch onto the fact that they had impersonators in their midst."Azrelle and Muz nods while taking their attention away from the tower."Agreed. Much to research on that tower if we ever wished to pay it a visit." she says."Off in the distance there... looks like a town" Azrelle states while looking onward."We can get far enough out to ditch the uniforms and pass a normal people passing through" Muz says seeming beyond ready to get out of the uniforms.B'ardwyn looks northward at the buildings in the distance. He says, "I'd wager that's our destination."“Lets be off then." Azrelle says while looking around. "Follow the main road the guard said. Perhaps it's up ahead..."Muz stops and looks toward the frogs in the immediately area."Whats wrong with those frogs?" he questions. “They are giant”Azrelle noticing what Muz is speaking of, she tilts her head slightly curious of the creature as well. "I do not think those are frogs..." she says.Muz shrugs."They look like a relative of the eft's we see nesting in the rivers of the Shroud." B'ardwyn chimes in.At this time, Azrelle could hear Muz belly rumble."I wonder if they are edible" he asks."They seem to be peaceful. So I dare not attempt to provoke them." Azrelle says trying to avoid needing to kill anything.B'ardwyn seeming to have knowledge or experience with similar creatures states, "Their tails are a decent delicacyAzrelle makes a face of disgust.Surely they would not really eat the creature she thought to herself.Before she could finish another thought, she watched as Muz sneaked up behind the frog and swung his ax at the unsuspecting creature."Do you plan to really eat that.." Azrelle questions Muz.Muz skins a hefty chunk of meat from the animal, wraps it, and sticks it in his bag and says, "B'ardwyn said it was a delicacy""Why not? If we do not eat it we can always sell the meat." B'ardwyn says.Muz shrugs while Azrelle shakes her head slightly. "You are both welcome to that.""I'll take it with us. It seems dense, should probably last a while before spoiling” Muz says."I can prepare it I've had to cook many fauna found in the shroud." B'ardwyn replies.Muz nods while he wipes his bloody hands on the side of his chocobo. "That sound great""Ready? I think I see the path up ahead that they had mentioned." B'ardwyn asks. "We should probably pitch the uniforms before heading into town."Azrelle nods. "Right. We could bury them …"Muz uses his ax like a makeshift shove to dig a hole. He then takes the gear off and tosses it into the hole. “That's better”Azrelle begins to remove the large coat she placed over her clothes.Having being glad to be rid the armor.Muz puts his clothes back on while B'ardwyn turned around to give Azrelle privacy as he strips down as well. He tosses the uniform into the hole and quickly changes into his usual adventuring gear.Azrelle removes the gloves and shoes and places it all into a pile in the hole Muz dug."Glad to be rid of those garments." she says, "The weight and smell were unpleasant."Muz pushes the dirt back over the hole covering evidence of anything out of the ordinary."Sweat and blood, was a smell I had to get used to in my time as a grunt." says B'ardwyn."By the time anyone finds these we will be long gone" Muz says."Well I'd say our mission was a resounding success. We can regroup in town and then port back to Limsa." B'ardwyn states.Azrelle nods. "Sounds good."B'ardwyn climbs up onto the saddle of his chocobo. Azrelle and Muz do the same and follow behind him making their way closer to the entrance of the settlement up ahead.When they arrived, they are greeted by a standing guard. B'ardwyn stops and shows the guards his ring from the Emporium. The guard nods and motions to the entry path in a gesture of allowing them to pass.Immediately as they enter the settlement they are greeted by the bright shine of a rather large aetheryte in the center of the small courtyard. Noticing the banners, Azrelle realizes they found Mor Dhona.They attune themselves and look about the settlement.Since finally making it to Mor Dhona, Azrelle wished to visit the merchant that helped her previously with the lens for the mysterious book. She knew he had a stall in the market area somewhere here."Before we make our way back to Limsa, I'd very much like to visit with the merchant that helped me with the glass awhile back." Azrelle explained to B'ardwyn and Muz. "He may have a few odds and ends that may assist Ru as well"Muz nodded."Getting a lay of the town is a good idea, we may come back out this way in the future." says B'ardwyn."Many merchants pass through here." Azrelle says. "I shall go look about for him. Shall we meet back here ?"B'ardwyn nods in agreement.Azrelle makes her way up the pathway looking for the market area.B'ardwyn and Muz begin to look around. Azrelle can hear them through their linkpearl."We can ask around to see if there is anything like that here. The locals would be able to point us in the right direction.” says B'ardwyn."Maybe we can find a spot to cook this meat" says Muz."I wouldn't know where to start. maybe the stalls up there?" says B'ardwyn.Meanwhile, Azrelle locates Talan.The older man standing at his stall with his employee. She smiles and begins to talk with him about the glass and what came of the book.They discuss the report from Terncliff and he mentions that he could have something that may aid the process.Talan tells his employee to mind the stall while he went around the back for a minute.Azrelle pings through the linkpearl."Can you both hear me...? I've found Mr. Talan, he's is just up the pathway near a rather large market."Meanwhile, B'ardwyn and Muz make there may to Azrelle's line of sight.Talan returns and hands her a small leather pouch. “Do not open in mixed company.” he says with a slight smile.Azrelle nods and places the pouch into her backpack. “Thank you Talan. I'll send you an update on how it works out.” She bows and waves good bye before she makes her way to her friends.B'ardwyn points at the merchant in the stall with the large sacks of ground herbs and spices. "Perhaps we should ask him."Azrelle overhears as she walks up, curious she tilts her head. "What are you two up to..""Muz wanted to see if there was anywhere in town he could cook up that Wavekin's tail." B'ardwyn explains."Oh. Hmm." Azrelle thinks. "Would not hurt to ask someone" she says as she looks around."I do not see anyone around with a fire pit or or stove" Muz says."Most foods are prepared indoors as to not attract local wildlife." says B'ardwyn."I could ask the merchant here.." Azrelle tells her friends motioning to the stall that B'ardwyn pointed out.She makes her way to the stall, the young woman greets her."Excuse me, would either of you know where one might be able to have fresh meat cooked..." Azrelle asks.The young woman explains to Azrelle that there is a young Lalafell woman in the building up ahead that would likely cook anything for a small fee.Azrelle smiles and nods to the young woman. "Thank you, we shall go pay her a visit" she says and bows. She then returns to her friends."According to the young lady there, in the building ahead is a cook that can be hired." Azrelle informs her friends"Sounds like what we're looking for." replies B'ardwyn."If you wish to have the meat prepared, I daresay you should employ the cook while we are here." Azrelle says thinking having a nice rest for a few minutes would be nice.Although the thought of even trying the meat from the creature Muz killed would be out of the question."Sounds good to me" says Muz.They make their way into the building. They check the first side room, it was a large room with three merchants. No stove in sight."No kitchen down here, perhaps upstairs." Azrelle says.Muz takes a breath. They then head up the stairs. They found another set of doors.As they approach, Azrelle could smell multiple variations of meat and vegetables and the sounds of pots and sizzling coming from behind the door.As they entered, they found the young Lalafell woman standing on a stool mixing a bowl with another gentleman off to the side preparing something as well."This looks like the place." B'ardwyn says."The smells in here are something else” says Muz."They probably have spices from all over Eorzea." replies B'ardwyn.Azrelle nods in agreement. “Very likely."She approaches the young woman, hoping to not be a bother, but Azrelle asks, "Good evening, we hate to barge in, but we informed that you could prepare fresh meat for a small price."Muz walks to the table and places the slab of raw meat in front of the Lalafell.Azrelle watches as the Lalafell stops what she was doing and shifts her attention to them.“I assure you, we can pay." Azrelle informs the young woman and smiles.The young woman who then nods and motions to the empty table on the other side of the room that has three empty chairs."It's more than we can eat. We can share as well" Muz tells the young woman."I think she means for us to have a seat.." Azrelle whispers to her friends.The three of them make their way to the table and rest their feet. Azrelle stretches a bit and makes herself comfortable."While we have a moment..” Muz says... "I would like to ask if we can make our way back to the Dragons Emporium at some point. I like helping you all in you quests but I also had something i was working on. You told me Mr. Kayden had a few contacts for different things. I want to ask him if he can help me find someone"Azrelle nods. Thinking it has been a moment since she too had been to the Emporium."I plan to go head back to Ishgard after our business in Limsa is done." she tells Muz."I am waiting on word from the new wing to be finalized in my apartment complex so that I may try to move into a more ... guest friendly space" she says. "I could accompany you to the Emporium, it has been a while since we have visited there.""I will be heading back to Gridania after our time in Limsa. Aleksey too needs to go to the Emporium as he needs to earn his silver rank status with them." B'ardwyn says."That sounds good, I just cannot lose track of my tasks" Muz replies.Azrelle nods to B'ardwyn. “Oh, that is true. Perhaps while Ru works on the items we obtained for him, we could rest and head there.""Plus would be a good way to tests out the device to see if it helps him with his teleportation issue." B'ardwyn says.Azrelle can hear the workers in the back cooking and chatting among themselves.The sound of sizzling and utensils can be heard. The smell of a strange meat begins to tickle her nose. She smiles to herself thinking that must be what B'ardwyn and Muz is having for supper soon."How wonderful would it be to have the device functional without any effects or delays." she says to B'ardwyn after returning to the current conversation."Did he give you instructions on how we are to secure the parts to him..." she asks."He did he scribbled it down on the blueprint." B'ardwyn says while h pulls out the slip of paper to take a look at it. He squints his eyes trying to make out the mess of scribbles his friend wrote. "It says to meet his contact at.. Siresong..? Seasong Grotto? In M La Noscea.""Did he provide a map..." Azrelle asked. Curious of what place it could mean.Muz looks over at the Lalafell young and notices the prepared platter of meat and vegetables."I will be right back" he says. He then leaves the table and heads over to grab the prepared plates of food."He did but its' a mess of scribbles and notes...I was thinking it would be better to trust one of the maps we got at the Emporium." B'ardwyn says.Azrelle makes a face. "I did not bring one with me.... did you?"Muz places some gil on the table and thanks the cook. He returns to the table and places the platter down in front of B'ardwyn and Azrelle.Azrelle looks at the plate of charred gristly meat..."I did.. Ru is a great friend but his handwriting is atrocious." says B'ardwyn.Azrelle blinks and looks away from the food and returns her attention to B'ardwyn. "Ah, then we are in good hands then. I trust your map reading skills and guiding."Without a second thought B'ardwyn uses a fork to stab a piece of steak and moves it to his own plate. He begins eating the blacked flesh.Azrelle having no interest in the food, she questions B'ardwyn. “How is it...""Mmm the spices are a little different, but overall tastes about the same as the eft of the Shroud." B'ardwyn says."Ah, well you both enjoy that." Azrelle smiles and nods to them.B'ardwyn chuckles at Azrelle. "You know in our travels we may end up low on supplies and may have to eat some less than savory foods to survive. We are not guaranteed to have food on hand at all times."Azrelle smiles slightly and nods. "I am very much aware of this. Fortunately, due to my ailment, the need of food is not needed as much as the aether or other substances are for me." she says, "I do enjoy some foods though."B'ardwyn tilts his head curiously."Your ailment is rather unique, I've never heard or seen anyone with such a condition.. Does it have a name?"Azrelle shrugs."Mr. Lyctor said he has much research to do still, but he said he has an idea but refuses to discu

"Huh.. I find that to be rather strange, wonder why." B'ardwyn replies."He is a rather strange man.. " Azrelle says."He certainly seems so.." B'ardwyn says as he finishes his meal. "After we eat we should head out, don't want to linger in this territory for too long.."Muz sits back. "I think i have eaten enough"Azrelle lowers her voice. "Since we must off load these items before we head to Limsa, which route do you suggest we head ...."B'ardwyn digs through his pack for the La Noscean maps he brought.He shifts through them and grabs the one marked Middle La Noscea and unrolls it onto the open space on the table in front of them. Scanning it he takes mental notes."Looks like we will need to head somewhere that has a port to take us there to avoid going into Limsa directly." he says.Azrelle thinks of ports she is familiar with. "Hmm. In Thanalan, there is a ferry that goes to Limsa.""Perhaps if we pay an extra fee we can convince them to make a detour?" B'ardwyn suggest with a question."It is also a port, perhaps we could employ a private vessel for a specific route..." Azrelle says. "We would need to make our way to Western Thanalan.""I think that is a good plan, we can port to Ul'dah. A bit of a round about way but we don't want to be caught with this stuff." B'ardwyn warns.Azrelle nods. “We should head to Ul'dah before the night ends and rest before we head to the ports. I would very much like to be fully awake if we are to travel by boat.”They gather their belongings and teleport out of Mor Dhona to arrive in Ul'dah right the night covered the sky.They retired to rooms at the Inn.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume Two ---

• Castrum Meridianum (Part 1)
• Castrum Meridianum (Part 2)
• Respite in Mor Dhona
• The Long Way Around
• Into Pirate Hands
• Echoes of Blood and Loss
• Bridging Distances
• Exploring Limsa
• The Next Move
• Tangled Clues
• Beneath the Drowned City
• The Quiet After
• Reflections & Remedies
• To Be A Botanist
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 1)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 2)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 3)
• The Florette Athenaeum
• Wise Information
• Written In The Runes

The Long Way Around

Before meeting B’ardwyn and Muz, Azrelle left early for the Sapphire Exchange to visit Rarakiya.The markets were just beginning to stir. The streets were still mostly empty and merchants busied themselves finishing the setup of their wares.Returning to Ul’dah always gave Azrelle a quiet sense of home...or at least what she had come to call home.Nearly three years had passed since she had been found in Central Thanalan and now she could walk these streets without the constant fear of being hunted.She felt a small steady peace in building a life for herself.Rarakiya smiled warmly as Azrelle approached. He waved her over from behind the stall.Azrelle had intended to help with any preparations but Rarakiya had already finished.They spoke briefly about Azrelle’s next destination with her friends.Not wanting to alarm him Azrelle kept the details of their recent venture into the Castrum vague.Instead she asked if Rarakiya knew a way around Limsa’s main ports. They wanted to ensure the items they carried went unnoticed.Rarakiya informed her that Vesper Bay was heavily guarded for both incoming and outgoing ships.However, he did know of someone, a loud, drunken Hyur man who often visited the markets and rented his boat in Western Thanalan.The man had a gambling problem and frequently wagering his rates on a game or two. He called it his “special rate,” but he never asked questions about what people transported.Azrelle understood that the cost might be higher but this seemed the only reliable way to deliver Rurusset’s items safely.Smuggling them herself carried far too high a risk.
Rarakiya believed the man’s name was Curtberd.Azrelle thanked him for the information and cut their visit short.She made her way toward the alley outside the Adventurer’s Guild where she and her friends had agreed to meet after leaving their inn rooms.“Sorry if I held you two up. I was visiting Rarakiya before we head out,” she said quickly, a faint twinge of nervousness in her voice, unsure if they had been waiting long.“I asked him if he knew of any back ways to Limsa via a private ship or boat. He said that Vesper Bay is tightly watched for who goes in and out, however, the smaller dock to the south has a refugee that visits her shop. He said he owns a small boat and he rents it out under special conditions. He also said he... looks the other way when it comes to reasoning of why people rent his boat," Azrelle continued, fiddling with her backpack strap as she spoke, a flicker of anticipation sparking behind her eyes.“Rarakiya said his name is Curtberd. Let's hope he's there and willing to accept our coin,” she added, securing her pack with a careful tug."Sounds like a lead worth pursuing. With what we have we can't exactly be picky,” said B’ardwyn.Azrelle nodded, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Since we're not needing to port directly to Limsa, perhaps he will feel more inclined to help us."B'ardwyn and Muz nodded. The readiness in their posture reflecting their shared eagerness to move.Azrelle adjusted her pack. Her mind already running through the next steps."We would need to take a chocobo porter to Western Thanalan. From there, we go south." She paused thoughtfully, a smile playing at her lips. "Or, we can head straight from Ul'dah if you wish to have a more scenic view.""Hmmmm," B’ardwyn mused, his gaze distant as he considered. "I haven't really seen the areas of Thanalan and we aren't exactly in a rush...""Ah, wonderful. Scenic route it is!" Azrelle exclaimed, almost giddily, feeling a rush of excitement at the prospect. "I have not traveled much in Western Thanalan, would be nice to see parts of it as well. Let us gather up belongings and last-minute purchases, and meet outside say in... an hour...ish?""We should make sure we have plenty of water for the trip," B’ardwyn added, nodding."I will pack water; we can always hunt along the way for food," Muz said casually, shrugging as if the prospect was routine.The three regrouped outside the gate of Ul’dah and Azrelle led the way as they began their trek to Western Thanalan.She took in the scenery with a quiet awareness noting how the dry heat and dust of the region grated against her more accustomed sensibilities.It lacked the gentle comfort of Gridania or the brisk air of Ishgard, but there was a raw beauty to it she could appreciate if she focused on it.After some time they spotted the northern settlement of Horizon. Its large aetheryte crystal glinting in the sun from a distance.They attuned to it and took a moment to stretch and look around, letting the town’s energy wash over her."Right then, so... according to the map Rarakiya, we should head west then south from this town,” she said, testing her memory of the directions.“They have a dock near a fishing port." Azrelle pointed to a western path leading into a small tunnel-like passage, noting the cobblestones and flickers of merchant signs along the way.They followed the path toward the port, a small, tucked-away cove off the main road from Horizon.The scent of fresh fish and brine hung thick in the air and Azrelle found herself silently cataloging the scene.Fishermen chatting, nets being cast, and the gentle sway of boats against the docks."Well it certainly looks like not many questions are asked here..." B’ardwyn remarked."Right. Just what we need..." Azrelle replied, her eyes scanning for any onlookers, her thoughts already drifting to the logistics of securing the boat."How do we know who to talk to?" B’ardwyn asked."Old man with a big mouth. Rarakiya's words," Azrelle said with a small shrug, letting the knowledge settle like a familiar puzzle piece."I see," B’ardwyn replied.Azrelle glanced at Muz. "Given you mentioned you were looking for someone, perhaps people here may have some knowledge, if they deal with... unsavory business from time to time.""Well this place looks the part of unsavory," said B’ardwyn."Hmm, maybe so," Muz said, a hint of amusement in his tone. "I was planning on going to see Dr. Gabriel again to see what he could come up with for me. You said he had a lot of connections."Azrelle nodded. The thought of accompanying him stirring a quiet sense of duty and curiosity."Once business in Limsa is done, I must return to Ishgard. I could accompany you, should you wish that is.""Dealing with people like here will probably only get us in trouble," Muz replied."Hmm, good point," Azrelle conceded her lips curving slightly in a knowing smile. "Less questions we ask, may be for the better given our location.""That would be alright. You seem to know him so maybe that will be of some value when asking to help me with something that um, may not be lawful," Muz explained.Azrelle side-eyed him, a small giggle escaping her. "Oh...""Since when have you cared about law and order?" B’ardwyn teased."Tends to be a reoccurring reason for us to visit him," Azrelle said with a small shrug, letting the statement hang in the air."Don't be mistaken, I do not care," Muz replied. "But asking others to aid me is another thing."Azrelle smiled, letting a small spark of reassurance show. "Well, if he is unable, I'm sure we can find our own way to figure out what we can do to assist you.""Some things need to be dealt with on a more personal level," Muz continued. "No need to get guards involved."Azrelle simply thought.. Alright and let the topic rest."I suppose you're right; the last time guards were involved you almost killed one..." B’ardwyn reminded them.Azrelle frowned, the memory tugging at her conscience. "I do hope that guard is doing well..."Silence fell briefly before the conversation turned back to their current mission."This looks like a small fishing...town?" B’ardwyn questioned."It's port ties to the one across the way, to the Bazaar. A lot of merchants go this route instead of Vesper Bay," Azrelle explained, scanning the layout and noting the fewer passersby.B'ardwyn squinted toward the docks, listening. From a nearby building, a man’s voice boomed, “Where's my food woman!?”"That may be our guy..." Azrelle said quietly, observing the surrounding area. "Everyone here seems... preoccupied."She tied her chocobo to a small makeshift post near the dock, not worrying about other areas to secure them for now.B'ardwyn frowned slightly. "Mmmm, I don't know if I like leaving our Bo's unattended in this sort of place...""If we secure a passage to Middle La Noscea, we could have them return home, but for now, unless someone keeps watch, I am unsure of where we could safely have them stationed while we find this Curtberd fellow," Azrelle explained, her mind ticking through contingencies."I can watch from the doorway," B’ardwyn offered.“Alright, sounds like a plan," Azrelle said, nodding. "Let's check that building where the voice was coming from."They entered the small tavern. Azrelle’s eyes sweeping the sparse room. She immediately landed on an older gentleman at the counter.She whispered to her friends, "I think that may be our guy..."Muz glanced around, chuckling. “It's the only guy."Azrelle approached him with a warm smile and a gentle wave. “I'm sorry to bother you, but would you happen to be Mr. Curtberd?”The man turned, smirking at the trio. “Whut yar wantin'? I'm waitin' on me dinner?”“We were hoping to retain a passage to Middle La Noscea...” she said, narrowing her eyes and raising an eyebrow, letting her expression convey the nuance she couldn’t speak aloud.B'ardwyn kept watch over the chocobos as the older man fiddled with his pipe.“I ain't the time today.. ma skipper at the docks... I could get 'im to take ya lot for the right purse," he explained, still keeping an eye on the young woman behind the counter.Azrelle tilted her head, considering. "What would it cost?""If yar dice beats mine I'll get that block man to ship ya lot out for half the purse..." he replied, smirking.Azrelle glanced at Muz and B’ardwyn."Any of you have luck with dice..." she asked with a shrug."I can give them a toss if you like," Muz offered."What happens if our dice does not win..." she inquired."Ya payin' me doubles," the old man said, eyes flicking with mischief.Azrelle made a face, thinking quickly.Muz, growing impatient, interrupted, "How bout we just pay half and no dice," he said, glaring at the man while resting a hand on his axe.The man blinked, momentarily thrown off but grinned shortly after. "I was jus messin' around mate... I dun care 'bout that damned boat... go meet my guy at the dock."Azrelle shrugged, relief easing through her. “Guess we go find ourselves a skipper now…”They stepped outside, scanning the docks where several people lingered.Following the directions of a helpful young woman, they found the three men at the far end."Either of you working for Curtberd..?" Azrelle asked.The man on the left nodded. "What ya lot got that needs peddlin...?""We're seeking a passage to Middle La Noscea, preferably a secluded port," she explained, letting her expression carry the weight of discretion."If yar bringin' in stuff illegally, we s'ppose to be checkin', but today I'll deal with ya lot. 5,000 gil and I won't ask no questions," he said, eyeing them carefully.Azrelle looked at Muz and B’ardwyn. "That seems fair..." she said with a nonchalant shrug.B'ardwyn nodded, “I'd rather they not go through my personal belongings..."Azrelle returned her gaze to the man."Deal. Let us tend our birds and prepare, then we'll be ready." she said.The man nodded. “Aight, I'll be here when ya ready,” and headed to the boat to ready it for travel.The three returned to their chocobos and carefully unloaded the cargo, keeping the contents disguised as ordinary merchant goods.Muz prepared the weapons from Castrum, securing the sword he carried alongside his axe.Once the chocobos were sent home, they made their way to the boat and boarded quietly.The skipper offered little conversation as the boat began its slow journey into the open waters, leaving the Thanalan coast behind.Azrelle stood at the edge, watching the shoreline shrink in the distance, her mind already scanning possibilities for what lay ahead.Hopefully this goes smoothly, she thought, adjusting her pack and scanning the horizon with sharp, practiced eyes.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume Two ---

• Castrum Meridianum (Part 1)
• Castrum Meridianum (Part 2)
• Respite in Mor Dhona
• The Long Way Around
• Into Pirate Hands
• Echoes of Blood and Loss
• Bridging Distances
• Exploring Limsa
• The Next Move
• Tangled Clues
• Beneath the Drowned City
• The Quiet After
• Reflections & Remedies
• To Be A Botanist
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 1)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 2)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 3)
• The Florette Athenaeum
• Wise Information
• Written In The Runes

Into Pirate Hands

From a distance Azrelle could see the rolling hills along the border they were approaching.The regions of La Noscea were very different from the lands she had traveled thus far.There were no towering trees cascading over dense forest. No mountains baked in dry heat.Instead... it was lush and beautiful.The sound of waves from the surrounding ocean stirred something inside her as if she had been here before.The skipper informed them they would soon pass through a canyon where its cliffs split apart during the Calamity.When they approached, he added, they needn’t worry about guards.Few folks traveled through the bay these days due to lingering superstitions.When they arrived Azrelle realized the skipper had described it perfectly.A massive cliff had been torn in two. It created a narrow river that led into the ocean at the far end where the larger port stood. To reach the middle ledge of the cliffside dock they climbed a ladder while a small makeshift lift hauled their wares.They paid the skipper and said their goodbyes. Now standing beneath the pier and looking out across the region.Azrelle checked her pack and secured the straps. Muz stretched his legs after the cramped boat ride.Azrelle glanced at B’ardwyn. “On the map... where do we go from here?”B'ardwyn pulled the parchment from his pack and unrolled it. He glanced between the markings and the landscape.“According to this, we need to head southwest.” He motioned in the direction.“Alright… southwest,” Azrelle repeated quietly so she wouldn’t forget.They began climbing the stairs of the pier. From higher up Azrelle noticed several figures moving along the upper dock in the distance.“Seems this outpost isn’t used much,” she said. “But up ahead, we may see some folk. Not that I mind… it’s very scenic here.”She paused to take in the view.“It’s much more open than the Shroud,” B’ardwyn observed.
At the top of the pier the path branched in multiple directions.Azrelle hesitated. “Which way from here, you think…?”“West is that way,” B’ardwyn said, gesturing. “But if we take that lower route, we’d actually curve north. That’s the wrong direction.”Azrelle followed his motions, realizing the structure wound upward before branching properly.“So… we’re going up.” she said.“Looks like it.” B'ardwyn said.As they climbed higher Azrelle looked out again. In the far distance, a bright blue glow crowned a tall structure against the night sky.“Wonder what that light is…” she said.“Not sure. A lighthouse, maybe?” B’ardwyn said. “My father said La Noscea has plenty.”“It’s beautiful against the sky,” she murmured.B’ardwyn turned in the opposite direction. “There’s an aetheryte over there.”Azrelle and Muz followed his gaze and saw the large crystal shining in the dark.“Ah. Indeed. Should we head there first? If it’s a settlement, perhaps we can rent chocobos.” she said.They started down the lamp lit road.
The glow of oil lamps made the immediate path welcoming in the darkness pressed in beyond.“Good to have light,” Azrelle said.“Chocobos would help,” Muz added.
“This place is wide open and a long walk on foot.”“I agree.” she said to Muz.“But will the porters take us to the meeting location?” B’ardwyn wondered.Azrelle shrugged.“For enough gil, they might,” Muz said.They reached a three-way crossroads. Beyond the lamplight, the paths disappeared into shadow.“Which way…” Azrelle asked.“Our rendezvous is west,” B’ardwyn said, studying the map. “The settlement with the aetheryte is Summerford Farms and it lies east of us.”Azrelle nodded. “I’ll follow your lead.”“I think we should go to the settlement first,” B’ardwyn suggested. “Our meeting point is closer to Limsa. Better to prepare before heading there.”They made for Summerford Farms.
The blue glow growing brighter with every step. As they neared Azrelle felt the hum of aether in the air.Calming. Steady. Safe.They attuned to the crystal before descending the small hill again. Near the entrance stood a chocobokeep beside a modest building.“Let’s not keep Ru’s contact waiting longer than necessary,” Azrelle said. “How far from here is our meeting place?”“It’s a fair distance,” B’ardwyn replied. “But the road should take us there without trouble.”“Do we rent a carriage?” Azrelle asked. “Or chocobos?”B’ardwyn considered. “A carriage may draw attention. But rented chocobos are often trained to return if released.”“With a carriage, we’d look like merchants,” Azrelle mused, lowering her voice. “And traveling with these goods has been… stressful.”Muz folded his arms. “No one’s searching us.”“We can’t risk making enemies of local guards,” B’ardwyn said firmly. “If we’re known fugitives, we’ll lose what little freedom we have. That makes finding your contact far more difficult.”Azrelle nodded. “He’s right.”Muz sighed.“Let’s try the birds,” Azrelle decided.They hired three chocobos and rode west from the settlement.After some time they reached a break in the terrain. A downward path leading toward what appeared to be a cave.B’ardwyn checked the map again. “I… think this is it.”Azrelle dismounted and tied her chocobo to a broken stone fence. “Are we meeting them inside?”“Yes,” B’ardwyn said. “We must speak the password first.”Azrelle made a face. “I’ll leave the talking to you.”The cave was dimly lit by glowing creatures that paid them little mind.Muz and Azrelle waited as B’ardwyn stepped closer to a stone monument inside.Seeing no one, he spoke clearly: “May the Navigator guide our business favorably.”Azrelle thought she heard movement before she saw it.A tall Roegadyn woman stepped from behind a cluster of boulders.Her attire marked her unmistakably as a pirate. She gave the group a slow once over, sneering at the men before her gaze lingered on Azrelle with a smirk.“Took ye landlubbers long enough. Been waitin’ ages.” She crossed her arms. “Ye have some sensitive goods that need passin’ inspection?”Azrelle said nothing.“We do,” B’ardwyn answered. “A mutual friend arranged this meeting. He spoke highly of your discretion.”“Aye, Ru’s a queer one,” she replied, “but he’s done right by me. Hand over the goods. Transport’s paid.”B’ardwyn passed her the items from the Castrum.Azrelle leaned close and whispered, “The crate too?”“We should,” he murmured back.“We can’t bring it through the city gates without suspicion.”She nodded and looked to Muz. “Looks like you’re free of it.”Muz set the crate at the pirate’s feet.She snapped her fingers. Two other women emerged from the shadows.“Take it to the boat. We’ve spices to deliver ’fore sunrise.” she ordered.“Yes, cap’n,” they replied, hauling the crate away.“Ye’re free to head back to Limsa,” the Roegadyn said. “Shipment’ll reach Ru’s flat within a few bells.” She gave a short bow.“Good doin’ business.” then she vanished into the night.Azrelle watched her go. Surprised at how smoothly it had gone.“The goods may reach Ru before we do,” she said. “Are we to return now or wait for word?”“He’ll likely inspect everything first,” B’ardwyn replied. “Better to wait.”Azrelle nodded. “Then I’ll return to Ishgard. I’m awaiting word about an apartment. And if Ru has no immediate need of me…”“That’s fine,” B’ardwyn said.“I’ll keep in touch by linkpearl,” she added. “And I need to stop at the Emporium. I’ve a promotion to collect.”“I’ve business there as well,” Muz said.They returned to the chocobos.B’ardwyn continued west toward Limsa while Azrelle and Muz followed.After arriving in Limsa Azrelle and Muz wasted no time departing for Ishgard.B’ardwyn went to meet Ru and await the shipment’s arrival.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume Two ---

• Castrum Meridianum (Part 1)
• Castrum Meridianum (Part 2)
• Respite in Mor Dhona
• The Long Way Around
• Into Pirate Hands
• Echoes of Blood and Loss
• Bridging Distances
• Exploring Limsa
• The Next Move
• Tangled Clues
• Beneath the Drowned City
• The Quiet After
• Reflections & Remedies
• To Be A Botanist
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 1)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 2)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 3)
• The Florette Athenaeum
• Wise Information
• Written In The Runes

Echoes of Blood and Loss

After leaving Limsa, Azrelle returned home to check on orders and notices regarding her possible new apartment.She half expected a letter waiting for her. There was none. No news on the apartment.Still, her orders from Gridania had arrived, neatly bundled and stacked.She set aside her cloak and began a small batch before resting for the evening.Muz stayed within the inner city at the Inn.The day passed on uneventful. She worked on orders and tidied up around the apartment.The next morning, Azrelle worked through what she had left in stock at home. The familiar rhythm of her craft steadied her thoughts.She would be meeting with Muz later to head to the Emporium. She planned to pick up needed items on the way home, or from the shop if they carried them.After finishing and packaging several orders she began to make her way to meet Muz.Muz stated he wanted to speak with the shop owner about something and Azrelle was ready to receive her new promotion.They met outside early and stood waiting for the shop to open. The cold clung to the stones beneath their boots.Muz looks toward the Emporium."It has been a while since we visited here. I do hope they have a few new jobs posted. This adventurer life is sort of growing on me" Azrelle says."So, you think the shop owner here would be willing to help me find who I'm looking for?" Muz asked, he appeared nervous to Azrelle. “And maybe not um, alert anyone?”Azrelle nods. “I think so, he was very quick to help me on getting to Terncliff with no questions asked..""No harm in asking I suppose, all he could do is decline to assist you.” she continued. "Then we will just find a new way forward..""I have some gil to offer him as well." Muz added."Then let us go inside, I am eager to pick up my new promotion rank necklace." Azrelle says happily."Ah, yeah. I think I am suppose to talk about ranking as well" Muz says.Azrelle nods. "Yes, I believe he may have your ... ring.. was it?""Honestly, I do not remember what I requested. Anyways, we will do good to get out of the cold. He had a nice fire lit last time." Muz states."I hope he does.." she giggles softly as they make their way to the front door of the Emporium. They enter with little noise.Azrelle pauses before the fire almost in habit. Warmth brushes across her cheeks. Muz brushes snow from his jacket and holds his hands toward the flames.She hears voices drifting up from downstairs. One she recognizes. The others are unfamiliar.She and Muz move into the shop area and notice Gabriel behind the counter. He notices them as well."Welcome Ma'am" Gabriel announces to Azrelle with a smile.Azrelle and Muz approach the counter. Muz greets the shop owner while Azrelle smiles and offers a small wave."Greetings, Welcome" Gabriel says to Muz."Good evening, it has been a while.. I apologize" Azrelle says to Gabriel as she places her old necklace on the counter. “I do hope the new one is ready" she says."It has been awhile indeed, some has change too" Gabriel says to Azrelle with a knowing look upon his face and a weak smile.Azrelle’s eyes widen slightly. She realizes she has never stood here as her true self."Ooh! Dear me... I'm sorry. It's me, Azrelle. Just... not in my Lalafell veil..." she exclaims.Gabriel nods. “I know child, my eyes sees beyond physical means" he says with a smile."I hope this does not give any ill feelings or distrust. I had my reasoning.." Azrelle expresses. “I can assure you, this is truly me, now and future... aside from possible hair.. that has been rather fun changing up" she says with a smile.Gabriel shakes his head, "Not at all"Relief loosens her shoulders. "Much appreciated." she says.Azrelle motions to Muz. "Muz is also here for his rank item, although.. I do not remember what he picked..""It has been a while and I was a little confused about the process to begin with" Muz says with a shrug.Gabriel nods, "Ah yes, hold on just a moment while I get your Official Rank Badge"The shop keep retrieves a Bronze Badge shaped like a shield. Muz's name and information are etched along the back. "Here you go, welcome to the company" he says while handing it over.Muz nods and takes the badge. “Thank you much"He looks around the room. "While I am here. Azrelle told me you have a lot of eyes and ears around Eorzea"Azrelle whispers to Gabriel, “I hope that was not a secret..."Muz continues, "Maybe you can help me find someone, for pay or course"Gabriel nods. "I do, comes with being well connected, you are bound to have people wanting to do stuff to get favor from me. In what situation? Looking for a missing person or a run away?"Muz looks to Azrelle then back to Gabriel.Azrelle studies his expression. The tension is plain. "Oh, do you need a moment alone to speak...? I can head downstairs..." she says.Muz looks back to the shop keep. "About half a year ago, there was a murder in the apartment building in the Goblet"Gabriel looks to Muz, "If this are confidential we can speak in the meeting room"Shock ripples through Azrelle. "Oh, how awful..." She tries to recall that time. She had been traveling in Ishgard with the treasure hunter. Perhaps it was never public.Muz nods to Gabriel. “We can speak in private if that's ok but Azrelle is ok to be there. We have been through enough at this point"Gabriel motions to the right. "The door to the left of you, just go inside and look for a door with a placard saving Tea room. I'll join soon, I just need to tell a worker I'll be off the counter""I think I remember it", she says quietly. The memory of her meeting with Kayden lingers as she walks toward the room.Inside, the small space holds a single table and two chairs.Muz offers the guest chair. "I prefer to stand"Azrelle leans against the wall. "Thanks, but I think I am good here." She wants him to have the seat. A weight settles in her stomach.Gabriel joins them and sits across from Muz."Thanks for stepping away, I will try not to keep you long" Muz says.Gabriel nods. "Whatever you say won't leave this room, Please take your time""About the murder, It was someone close to me, someone who did not deserve it. A Raen by the name of Sui. Any news of this made out out this far? he asks.Gabriel pauses. "For now I can't give you a answer. I would need to check on my people within the Inquisitor and Temple Knights. Crimes and murder aren't rare here in Ishgard""I could speak with Rarakiya back in Ul'dah as well" Azrelle says softly. "The markets hear more than guards at times.""I understand, I think the killer was after both of us. Unfortunately I was not there. The guards seemed to just sweep it under the rug. If you can find any information on who this person may be, I will pay” Muz tells Gabriel, "And I must stress if at all possible, I would like to keep the guards out of it. I want to deal with this on my own."Gabriel nods, "But of course, I'll be asking all my connection in every city and nation beyond the sea if that's what you need also?""Do you have any idea who would have wanted to hurt you or your.. friend..?" Azrelle asks."Some information would help, possible enemy" Gabriel says, "People who hold a grudge or you got into a altercation?"Azrelle thinks of the Azim Steppe and the fragments Muz once shared. "Is it the same ones from when we first found you …" she questions.Muz looks to Azrelle. "My..." A pause. A soft sigh. "Wife actually. I have an idea... our marriage wasn't exactly okay with my home tribe. That is why I left everything behind. I think it may have been a Xaela.”Gabriel begins to take notes. "Any name or description? There are many Xaela after all"Muz continues, "We spent over 10 years in Ul'dah trying to get away from my old life. I think it may have caught up to me"Sorrow tightens in Azrelle’s chest. She cannot imagine carrying such loss alone."When you said you were looking for someone that took something from you...." Azrelle looks to Muz. "I'm so sorry"“My birth tribe are the Kha. At first I thought it could be one of them but I'm having doubts. I am at a loss at this point. I traveled for months trying to find information but at the end of it, I almost got killed and was revived by Azrelle's group." Muz says."My search got me nowhere" Muz continues. “At the same time, my past attempts may have been a bit, aggressive"Gabriel writes steadily. "I see, The Kha would be point I can search and probably put eyes on you to monitor who might be following you without your knowledge"Muz writes on a small piece of paper. "This is her and our apartment number. Anything you can do to help would be great and besides pay. I will owe you a favor. Anything you need me for if this leads me to this person"Gabriel sets the paper beside his notes. "Payment is enough, usually the favor are from the informant, they get me something valuable to the case. I'll grant them a favor they need from me, usually some rare medicine they need or maybe a information"Azrelle looks to Muz. “You can offer the sword if they need payment..."Muz nods and unwraps the long linen bundle. A strange sword rests within."Any insight on this thing, you seemed to know a bit about the area we found it" Muz says."Found this where exactly?" Gabriel asks."It's from North Thanalan, outside the Praetorium Castrum. We found it sticking out of the ground, the golden ornate handle is in near perfect shape, but the blade has been damaged. It seems to have had engravings at one point, but I have not had time to research it" Azrelle explains.She shrugs lightly. "It was laying near one of those oddly shaped Garlean traveling vessels. I don't remember what B'ardwyn called them. I assume it would be worth some coins to the right person."Gabriel examines the weapon. "Hmm... It's a sword used for rituals" He lifts it with a handkerchief. "Specifically in some summoning or sacrificial act"Azrelle tilts her head. "Wonder what it was doing in Thanalan....""You probably haven't heard but for awhile now there's been a unknown group who commits human sacrifice across the realm" Gabriel says.Azrelle is grateful she left the sword with Muz. If she had returned to Ul'dah with it, questions would have followed. "Strange.. I get no aura from the sword when I was near it. I hope it was not yet used...."“Would you want anything to do with this sword tho?" Muz questions."They perform something called Blood Magic. It's an art unknown in this land. But it's as forbidden as Necromancy. I'm surprise you made it here without getting detained by the Knights of Ishgard with this on you" Gabriel states.Azrelle looks to Muz with a small smile. "We have our ways..."Gabriel sets the sword down. "It's dangerous for you to have it unless you wanna get arrested by any official, I'll take this off your hands and give you a payment for it.”Azrelle shakes her head. "Payment will not be needed unless it is information Muz is requesting."Muz nods. "Maybe we can call it good faith payment? An advance for your trouble. Information is much more important to me than the gil"Gabriel nods. "Alright, we can do that. I'll let you know once I have something. I'll be able to find you once I have some information"While they spoke, a sharp chill cut through Azrelle's body. The words of Blood Magic echos in her mind.A sense of pain pulses beneath her skin. She cannot move.
The scent of burning candles fills her lungs. Then coldness.
A vision of a circle drawn in red. Lines broken. Smeared. Her hands out in front of her., but they distort.Something went wrong, she could feel panic and life lingering by a thread.Then comes the sound of footsteps rushing closer. A man’s voice. Strained. Panicked.
“What did you do?!”She could feel arms lifting her from the floor. The world tilting. Darkness closing in.Then it is gone. Her heart pounds in her chest.This is not the first time she's had visions. But this was the first that scared her.She keeps a journal of such moments. Each vision recorded in careful ink. She hopes one day they will form a truth.She steadies herself and returns her focus to the room."I'll do my best, just wait a little longer" Gabriel says. "If that is all, I'll return to the store"Azrelle bows slightly. "Thank you for your time."Muz bows as well. "Thank you again""It's my job" Gabriel says with a smile before leaving."He was more accepting than i though he would be" Muz says. "Sounded like business as usual to him"Azrelle smiles. “Tis why I like coming here. Great place for things or information.""I want to say before we go, I'm sorry I haven't been completely honest about why you all found me like you did. It hasn't been an easy subject" Muz explains.Azrelle nods. She understands too well the weight of hidden truths."I do not blame you. Although, I do not know the words to express my sorrows of hearing your story. But I can say wholeheartedly, that I will follow you on this pursuit should you decide to have me" she says.Muz nods."I may not know my place in this world, but I am starting to think I'm on the right track" she says with a weak smile.They return to the shop center. Muz asks if she wishes to check the job board before leaving. She does.A new rank opens new paths. Curiosity stirs within her.They head downstairs to the small tavern where the board stands. She lifts parchments and scans the postings."I'd have to check with B'ardwyn on how they would feel about this job. Looks like we'd be helping transport goods and avoiding pirates." she says, a soft giggle slipping out after recent events.The posting is vague. She would need details."Think I may need to get more details from Gabriel on this one before I present it to B'ardwyn later" she says."Maybe. The Shroud is a bit out of our way and the other has no location listed" Muz says."We could possibly take them on after we finish with our business in Limsa. If the job is still available" Azrelle says.Muz nods. "We have to come back in a couple of weeks anyhow"Azrelle nods. "I also should have word back soon from the apartment complex, I am hoping they have a new apartment available soon. I have been on the wait list for a rather period of time now""Are you moving to a new city?" Muz asks.Azrelle shakes her head. "Not at this time. I will remain in Ishgard for abit longer. Since my wares are selling well, I requested a slightly larger space to produce them faster so that I can travel longer. And I have hopes to be able to allow guest to stay on outings rather than that dreadful Inn in town.""The inn isn't that bad. It's also not that good either I guess" Muz says with a chuckle.Azrelle laughs and nods. "I've had my share of days in that Inn.""Speaking of, I suppose I need to make it back to my room and prepare for our travel back to Limsa" Muz explains."Sounds like a good plan. I have my orders to prepare and deliver, then I will be heading back to meet with B'ardwyn within a day or so." Azrelle says. "I can walk back to town with you. I need to pick up a few things anyways before heading back home.”They leave the Emporium and walk through the inner city of Ishgard. Snow drifts softly around them.They finally part ways at the Inn.Azrelle continues toward the markets.The scent of spices and fresh goods greets her.With purchases in hand and thoughts still lingering of the vision from earlier.She reaches her apartment to make notes of it.Endless thoughts of the vision and the possibilities... she feel asleep with worry.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume Two ---

• Castrum Meridianum (Part 1)
• Castrum Meridianum (Part 2)
• Respite in Mor Dhona
• The Long Way Around
• Into Pirate Hands
• Echoes of Blood and Loss
• Bridging Distances
• Exploring Limsa
• The Next Move
• Tangled Clues
• Beneath the Drowned City
• The Quiet After
• Reflections & Remedies
• To Be A Botanist
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 1)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 2)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 3)
• The Florette Athenaeum
• Wise Information
• Written In The Runes

Bridging Distances

B'ardwyn sent word to Azrelle that Ru had news on the device’s progress. He requested that she meet with him and Muz at Ru's home in Limsa again within a day’s time.It had now been a week since Azrelle last saw B'ardwyn and Muz.During that time, she had produced and sent out the newest orders to Gridania for her wares.She also made plans to visit Rarakiya soon to go over testing new items before trying them in Gridania.The morning of the planned meeting, Azrelle made her way to the Pillars in Ishgard to visit the Athenaeum Astrologicum. They often allowed her to skim through the books for research, though she was forbidden from removing any from the guild.She appreciated the extra knowledge and frequently shared some of her wares with students to aid their magical practice while gathering gossip.After a brief chat with a newly registered student from the Shroud, Azrelle learned that the forests surrounding Gridania were home not only to wildlife she remembered from her tour, but also to very specific forms of plant life.This sparked her curiosity. The new recipes she had been working on proved difficult, and perhaps new ingredients were in order.She failed to get the student’s name to call upon again, but she was eager to learn more. A visit to the Botanist Guild might be fruitful on her next trip to Gridania.Once ready, she headed to Limsa via airship.At the pub, she read over a few pages of notes from her research that morning. After a moment, she noticed her friends arrive and went to meet them.They greeted one another."Hope you were not waiting too long..." Azrelle said to them both.B'ardwyn spoke first. "I have not been waiting too long. I hope your business in Ishgard and the travel here went well for you both."Azrelle smiled slightly with a soft shrug. "I was rather busy the past few days to notice the time. Orders are being delivered, so my attention is free now for the matter at hand."B'ardwyn stretched, wincing slightly at his sore neck. "Glad we are nearing the end of our time here. Ru is very kind and insisted I stay with him to be hospitable, but sleeping on the sofa for a week has been a bit rough on the body," he said with a chuckle. "I have been able to explore the city though. The food here is amazing. I think it will be to your liking."Azrelle made a face and giggled softly. "Has he completed working on the device then...?"B'ardwyn explained, "He is almost done. He wanted someone with more experience regarding aether to have a look and run a test before saying it is finished."Muz commented, "A good meal would be nice after the trip back from Ishgard.""Then we must make a day to try something once business here is finished," Azrelle said with a smile and nod to Muz. "Have you heard anything from Gabriel yet...?" she asked, nodding slightly to B'ardwyn."I have not yet. He said it will take a few weeks to have any word," Muz replied.Azrelle thought for a moment that it would indeed take some time for a response.She focused back on B'ardwyn. "Let's not keep Ru waiting if he wishes one of us to test the device."They began making their way to Ru’s district from Limsa’s residential area.Along the way, they spoke of their trip to Ishgard and their visit to the Emporium.Azrelle asked, "Suppose we should fill B'ardwyn in on that matter...?"Muz replied, "We traded the sword we found outside the Praetorium to him in exchange for possible info. If I owe you anything for your part, I will make it right."B'ardwyn shrugged. "The sword was just gil. We can always make more along the way. Information is by far more valuable than any coin. I'm just glad it might get us on a path to your missing person.""If we can get this teleporter to work, we will have Aleksey with us, and he has skills that may be useful to your cause," B'ardwyn added to Muz.Azrelle smiled, giddy. "I do hope it works!""Well, Ru has been waiting a fair bit. We should head in and continue our discussion there. I am interested to hear what has been going on at the Emporium. It has been some time since I last saw Dr. Gabriel," B'ardwyn said as they approached Ru’s home.Azrelle nodded in agreement. "Sounds good."Upon entering, Azrelle stepped aside to avoid being in the way, waiting for Ru.B'ardwyn took off his shoes and sighed with relief as he stretched and wiggled his toes. He offered Ru a humble greeting as Ru approached with a big smile and enthusiastic wave, pleased to see them finally arrive."Nice seeing you again," Azrelle said with a weak smile.Ru’s grin did not fade. "Welcome! I trust you had no difficulty traveling here. B'ard told me you went to Ishgard," he continued. "I have never been. A bit too chilly for me, but I would love to see their Machinist Guild one day. I hear they have much tinkering to be had." His eyes gleamed at the thought of technology to take apart.Azrelle smiled at his enthusiasm. "I have not visited the guild myself. That may be something I could do if you ever wish to visit.""That would be lovely! I will have to contact my family in Ul'dah and have them put in an order to the Weaver's Guild for appropriate attire," B'ardwyn said.Azrelle nodded. "I would advise at least a month or so. I will be moving soon and will be better suited to host guests.""I see. Well, I shall await word from you when your new place is ready," Ru said happily, excited at the prospect.Azrelle smiled and changed the topic. "B'ardwyn informed us you’ve made great progress with the device and wish someone to test it."Ru dug into his pocket and pulled out two matching necklaces adorned with crystals that looked as if they were chipped from a large aetheryte."This is the final design. The original teleporter was bulkier and better suited for traveling. The Garlean transporters were meant to be more stationary," he explained.Azrelle looked closely at the necklaces, impressed. "How will they work for Aleksey...?""All you have to do is have one person attune the necklace to an aetheryte, and it will transfer the attunement to its twin. From that point, Aleksey will be attuned to that aetheryte and can teleport using the necklace," Ru explained."The necklace string is made with Garlean carbon. Strong. Durable and resistant to aether. The crystal was chipped from the very aetheryte you used to get into the Mist. It may not have been procured legally, so keep them out of sight," he added.Azrelle nodded, excited to test Ru’s device. "Seems you really outdid yourself. That’s brilliant, having a twin. I was wondering how we would work out the transporter scheme.""The Garlean transporters work in pairs or in networks. I derived the idea from them. Those transporters’ cores have a shard of their own inside," Ru replied."I have researched the mechanics, but it was difficult to understand due to my lack of knowledge about much of the technology in Eorzea. In time, I may understand more," Azrelle said with a small sigh."Understandable. I tinker with technology and often pay a decent cost to procure Garlean tech. I was happy to take on this endeavor. The best way to understand technology is hands-on," Ru said, rubbing his cheek where some dust and small black oil smudged."How do you propose we test it?" Azrelle asked.Ru held up the necklaces toward B'ardwyn. "Simple. B'ard just takes them to Aleksey. He should teleport to Limsa. No attunement is needed because it’s the aetheryte we took the crystal from."Azrelle’s stomach fluttered with excitement as B'ardwyn bent down and took the necklaces. She felt a tingle in her fingers, a faint hum of aether brushing against her skin.When B'ardwyn teleported inside the house the air around her seemed to ripple."Oh! That is easy enough!" she said, a laugh bubbling out. Her eyes tracked every shimmer of the teleportation as if she could memorize it.She glanced at Muz, who remained quiet, eyebrows furrowed in thought."Let us head to Limsa and wait for them to return," she said, motioning to Muz and bidding farewell to Ru.They arrived at the large aetheryte to wait.Less than an hour passed before B'ardwyn returned, a broad grin on his face. "The device works perfectly, but it needs to fully charge before Aleksey can use it."Azrelle placed a hand to her chest, the lingering hum of the aether still brushing her skin. Relief and excitement swirled together.They agreed to spend the evening in Limsa at the Inn and finish with a tour the next day of sites B'ardwyn had found for them to visit.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume Two ---

• Castrum Meridianum (Part 1)
• Castrum Meridianum (Part 2)
• Respite in Mor Dhona
• The Long Way Around
• Into Pirate Hands
• Echoes of Blood and Loss
• Bridging Distances
• Exploring Limsa
• The Next Move
• Tangled Clues
• Beneath the Drowned City
• The Quiet After
• Reflections & Remedies
• To Be A Botanist
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 1)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 2)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 3)
• The Florette Athenaeum
• Wise Information
• Written In The Runes

Exploring Limsa

The Inn in Limsa was a drastic change of scenery from the Forgotten Knight Inn in Ishgard. Azrelle enjoyed her stay very much and left a pleasant note in the journal.She made her way to meet B’ardwyn and Muz at the location B’ardwyn had told them of the evening before.B'ardwyn gestured to the dining area to the right.“This is the crown jewel of Limsa Lomensa, the Bismark. The food here is prepared by the chefs of the Culinarian Guild and is well known throughout Eorzea." he explains.Azrelle looked around. The high dining area overlooked Limsa and the water, providing an almost perfect view."I am curious what would be a popular dish here. Perhaps a seafood variant or something similar," she asked out loud.Muz commented, "I remember Fyth complaining about all the fish here."B'ardwyn replied, "Mmm, I have not had any complaints. Perhaps their chef was inexperienced?"Azrelle shrugged softly. "I'd imagine they have non-seafood dishes for those who do not like water creatures..." She admitted quietly, knowing she was not a fan of seafood."I enjoy seafood. We often fished from the lakes and streams in the Shroud," B’ardwyn said."Will need to make a stop one day when I am back in Limsa. To try a few things. Curious to learn how they use various fruits," Azrelle explained.B'ardwyn nodded. "They do have a large variety of fruits and foods. Much more than the nuts and berries found in the Twelveswood.""I remember a vendor in Ul'dah who brought fruits from Limsa and northern regions. Their stall lasted mere hours before selling out," Azrelle recalled aloud."You guys have to at least eat something here before we leave Limsa. You will not regret it," B’ardwyn exclaimed."I am not picky when it comes to food. I’m sure I will enjoy whatever you suggest," Muz said.B'ardwyn asked, "Are you hungry? We could eat now or continue the tour."Not being one for food other than to experience it, Azrelle often had little interest in meals unless they were something she enjoyed. Her illness puzzled her. Why don’t I need food as others do? she wondered silently."I am curious about other points of interest in Limsa if you know of any," she told B’ardwyn.At that moment, Aleksey joined them, mumbling about the ease of travel using the small aetherytes. Something he could not do before his necklace.Azrelle offered a warm greeting. "Do let us know if you experience any aether sickness. I have been working on something to ease it or ward it off."Aleksey nodded. “I’ve yet to experience any ailment, but it does cause an odd sensation when using them.”Azrelle smiled. “That is most common. Some feel it after traveling often at quickened times. Others right away. I have grown better with test tonics, but it still leaves an uneasy feeling in my gut when aether is used too frequently," she giggled softly. "I remember Banana would get a little sick from it as well."B’ardwyn spoke of what he could show the group. "There are various guilds throughout the city and many things to buy or sell at the stalls of Hawkers Alley."Azrelle had toured the markets earlier that morning. She enjoyed seeing the different wares, smaller than Ul’dah but more varied than Gridania."I managed to grab a few items for my new apartment," she told B’ardwyn.He nodded. "The markets of both Limsa and Ul'dah are more robust than those in the Shroud, given their adherence to Elementals’ judgments." He tilted his head. "I remember you mentioned moving or wanting to before we came to Limsa. Were you able to get one?"Azrelle nodded quickly."Indeed!" Her voice brightened. "I finally received word that I can move next week. I will have a proper brewing station and a room for guests instead of the Forgotten Knight Inn."B'ardwyn grinned. "I cannot wait to see it when we next visit."Azrelle smiled and nodded."Other than the Culinarian Guild, Limsa has the Arcanist Guild, Marauder's Guild, Fisherman's Guild, Armorer and Blacksmithing Guilds. There is also a Ninja Guild not open to the public," B’ardwyn explained."Hmm. That is more than I thought." She paused, feeling a little guilty. None of which I have interest in at the moment. She lowered her head slightly.B'ardwyn lowered his voice so only the group could hear. "We do still need to discuss what to do with those weapons. Plus I have yet to hear how you fared at the Emporium."Azrelle looked to Muz, then back to B'ardwyn. "That may be a conversation for a less public area. For the Emporium visit, I will let Muz take the lead.""Mmm, we can discuss the goods back at Ru’s place. If we need to move them again, he will be happy to help," B’ardwyn suggested.“Has he had time to look them over? Are they functioning?" she asked."He has not yet. He poured all focus into the transporter. By the time we finish touring the city, he will likely have had a chance to give them a quick look, though not test them," B’ardwyn explained.As B’ardwyn continued the tour, Azrelle took in the sights again.Muz stayed silent, seeming unimpressed as usual.She assumed that was just his nature, though she wondered if he had more on his mind.At the end of the tour, they parted ways at the Inn. Azrelle left the decision for the weapons to B’ardwyn.With Aleksey’s knowledge, they would likely know the best price for Ru to barter.Azrelle only asked that it be “worth the extra work."She stayed one final night in Limsa before returning to Ishgard to her usual life of research and brewing.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume Two ---

• Castrum Meridianum (Part 1)
• Castrum Meridianum (Part 2)
• Respite in Mor Dhona
• The Long Way Around
• Into Pirate Hands
• Echoes of Blood and Loss
• Bridging Distances
• Exploring Limsa
• The Next Move
• Tangled Clues
• Beneath the Drowned City
• The Quiet After
• Reflections & Remedies
• To Be A Botanist
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 1)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 2)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 3)
• The Florette Athenaeum
• Wise Information
• Written In The Runes

The Next Move

After what felt like forever, Azrelle received word from the apartment lobby that her unit had finally finished renovations and was move-in ready. She thanked them warmly and spent the next two days moving in and settling.Her new brewing station and workspace allowed her to produce wares faster. She would have extra room to test recipes and store orders while awaiting delivery.She opted not to have a private bedroom. instead she would use one of the four beds she had ordered for the large half of the apartment.Comfort for her friends was her priority and she had carefully considered it when giving instructions for the apartment layout.Her friends would no longer need to stay at the rundown Forgotten Knight Inn. This made her happy.Just before completing her Ul’dah restock for Rarakiya’s stall, a raven delivered a parcel with a note from Gabriel of the Dragon Emporium.Azrelle recognized immediately that it was the item Muz had been waiting for.She sent word to him and B’ardwyn at once.B’ardwyn and Aleksey had returned home after their stay in Limsa.Azrelle had no knowledge of Muz’s activities in the meantime.She waited outside the apartment lobby for their arrival. She glanced around before spotting them ascending the stairs.“Appears I made good timing,” she said with a smile and a wave.B’ardwyn greeted her humbly, and Muz followed.“Glad to see you both again,” Azrelle said happily.“I got your mail. How was the move?” Muz asked.B’ardwyn added almost simultaneously, “It’s been a while since I’ve been in Ishgard. Still as cold as I remember.”Azrelle replied, “I was able to hire helpers at the last minute so it went much quicker than expected.”Muz nodded. “The air is harsh, but I enjoy visiting here.”“I apologize for the lack of homey touches. Let’s head inside to shelter from the cold,” Azrelle said, opening the door. “Since my wares are growing in sales I prioritized function over comfort.”She led them to the elevator. On the way, she added, “I did order beds for guests who might prefer a more comfortable stay than the Forgotten Knight Inn.”Once inside the apartment B’ardwyn looked around at her new home and noted the alchemic tools to the right and the bookshelves and dining area to the left.“Moving up in the world. Soon enough, you’ll have your own shop.” he said.Azrelle smiled, a slight blush rising. “That is the goal… one day, perhaps.”She gestured to the table where the wrapped parcel lay near a pot of hot water. “I placed Gabriel’s parcel from Kayden here.”Muz approached the table, picked up the letter, and said, “Thank you, Azrelle.”Knowing B’ardwyn still didn’t know what had happened at the Emporium, Azrelle told Muz, “You might want to clue him in before we discuss our next steps.”Muz paused, collecting his thoughts, then retold the story. B’ardwyn listened silently, lost in thought for a few minutes afterward.“So Kayden found your missing person? Sounds like an unsavory sort if they’re being sneaky,” B’ardwyn commented.“Kayden must have eyes everywhere in the company to locate him so quickly,” Azrelle said in surprise.Muz placed the letter back on the table. “I’ve been preparing for this day for a long time. I’m impressed by how fast he located him.”“It’s a little scary, but it helps us navigate the situation,” B’ardwyn said.Azrelle added, “The location in Kayden’s parcel mentions ‘The Lochs’. I’ve already looked it up; it’s accurate.”She folded her arms and leaned against the wall behind the table.“We have a large body of water to cross, but there’s an abandoned area that may let us approach undetected. I don’t know how safe it will be or how easy it will be if there isn’t a proper entrance or tunnel.” she says.“The more I learn about Kayden… err, Dr. Gabriel, the more I liken him to a spider with a massive web across the star,” B’ardwyn said.Azrelle chuckled softly. “He is… something.”B’ardwyn asked Muz, “Does this person know who you are?”“I believe so,” Muz replied angrily. “I may have been targeted, and she got caught up instead. A big mistake on his part.”“Then the only one we need to worry about them seeing is you,” B’ardwyn said.“I want him to see me,” Muz exclaimed.Azrelle turned to B’ardwyn. “How shall we proceed?”“Depends on the quarry. If they’re likely to run, I suggest a glamour disguise until we corner them. If they’re likely to come to us, that’s ideal,” B’ardwyn replied.Azrelle thought of her veil draughts. I’ve only tested them on myself… perhaps I should test them on others first.B’ardwyn shuddered at the thought of wearing another ugly Emporium uniform.“I could make us veil draughts,” Azrelle said. “I miss being a Lalafell, so it wouldn’t bother me much.”“That could work, depending on how Muz wishes to proceed,” B’ardwyn said.“You wouldn’t reach the counters without a step-stool… or three,” he joked toward Muz.“If he’s hiding somewhere we can easily corner him, there’s no need. But it’s a good backup plan,” Muz said.Azrelle recalled her visit to the Arcanist Guild in Limsa and how it might help her practice her healing magics for this mission.B’ardwyn commented, “That’s one complaint Ru always has...lack of accommodation for Lalafells outside his apartment.”Azrelle offered, “I’ll aid however I can. Let me know what’s needed.”“Would you be able to make paralysis potions?” Muz asked.“Easily,” Azrelle replied.“That could help if he overpowers me,” Muz said.“Give me a couple days, and I’ll prepare what we need,” Azrelle said. She thought about sourcing rare or black-market ingredients for her alchemy.“I like paralyzing pots for coating arrows. Better than poison when hunting,” B’ardwyn said.Azrelle nodded. “I’ll prepare special arrowheads. Most ingredients we have locally, but one may require a favor. A couple days should suffice.”“Sleep potions as well?” B’ardwyn asked. “Useful for getting meat while traveling.”“I have a small supply…” Azrelle checked her stash. “Plenty for what’s needed.”Muz secured Gabriel’s letter in his jacket while Azrelle and B’ardwyn discussed the other items.Azrelle also remembered the vendor in Ala Ghiri and made a mental note to open trade for future expeditions.B’ardwyn suggested, “We should be well-rested before we depart. Alek’s expertise may help keep watch from afar.”Azrelle finished organizing the bottles. “Good idea.”“I’m already ready to travel light,” Muz said, unimpressed.“With our aetheryte necklaces, travel to the Lochs will be easy. I attuned Alek so he has access as well,” B’ardwyn explained.Azrelle smiled. “I’m thrilled Ru made it work. Traveling is something I want to do more of, learning about other regions.”“Same. I want to see Alek’s homeland too,” B’ardwyn added, though Aleksey wasn’t keen on returning.Azrelle remembered to check with Mislin regarding leads Gaius sent about Burn but refocused on her friends.“Perhaps we should plan a trip together soon. I’d like to visit Sharlayan and learn about the northern regions.” she says out loud.“Alek and I will prepare Breve and Caeruleus,” B’ardwyn said, readying for the journey.Azrelle asked Muz, “When would you like to head out?”“I’m ready when you are,” Muz said.“Alright. I’ll start preparations in the morning and send word. Should we meet at the Lochs’ central aetheryte?”“That works. No need to meet elsewhere,” B’ardwyn confirmed.Azrelle advised Muz to keep a low profile. “If someone’s following you, they may become suspicious.”“They likely aren’t interested in B’ardwyn or me, so preparations should go unnoticed,” she said.Muz added, “If I notice someone following me, I’ll act while I have the chance. I’m not concerned with public handling.”Azrelle frowned. “That could be dangerous, but do as you see fit.”B’ardwyn sighed. “Please refrain from getting arrested.”The evening ended with the friends departing to prepare for their upcoming journey to the Lochs.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume Two ---

• Castrum Meridianum (Part 1)
• Castrum Meridianum (Part 2)
• Respite in Mor Dhona
• The Long Way Around
• Into Pirate Hands
• Echoes of Blood and Loss
• Bridging Distances
• Exploring Limsa
• The Next Move
• Tangled Clues
• Beneath the Drowned City
• The Quiet After
• Reflections & Remedies
• To Be A Botanist
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 1)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 2)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 3)
• The Florette Athenaeum
• Wise Information
• Written In The Runes

Tangled Clues

While preparing for her upcoming trip to the Lochs Azrelle found herself with a rare pocket of quiet time.The delivery from the Pillars had not yet arrived.It left her apartment unusually still.She moved among the boxes from her old place. Unpacking at a slower pace than usual and letting the familiar items settle around her.It was a rare moment when her mind could wander freely and unbothered by the demands of orders, ingredients, or the ticking of time.One small container caught her attention. Its contents from Limsa still carefully packed.She set herself at her table, shuffling aside papers and cloth to create space.Most of the items were trivial, reminders of a city she had visited only briefly.She paused at a neatly folded sheet, silently questioning whether keeping all these old things had been worth it… until her fingers brushed something more important.Mislin’s handwriting.Her heart lifted and a flicker of hope warmed her chest.Finally. A message.Carefully, almost reverently, she unrolled the small parchment. Her eyes caught the words immediately:“The Shadowhunter removed his mask. Years gone stored within now released into the wind.”The letters seemed to hum with meaning but it eluded her.She read the sentence again, slower this time, as if by lingering on it she might coax clarity from the cryptic words.The Shadowhunter… Gaius.She remembered what she had pieced together from old research and fragmented rumors. That nickname, that figure, had once been a ghost of the Praetorium.But why this message.... why now?What had been revealed?A heavy sigh escaped her lips, more of frustration than relief.“Why must Mislin always lead me on a chase…” she murmured under her breath.The familiar twinge of exasperation wound itself around her thoughts. So many clues, so many riddles, so little time to unravel them.Yet, beneath the irritation, a sharper curiosity took root.Azrelle traced her fingers along the edges of the parchment, almost as if touching it might draw out the answers.She slid it carefully beneath her recipe book. Hiding it from view but never from thought.This was a thread, one of many, that tugged insistently at her mind.A puzzle. One that carried weight she could feel pressing against her chest.The days passed quickly but Azrelle barely noticed.Orders demanded attention, ingredients had to be prepared, and her usual meticulous care for her wares occupied much of her time.Still, the Shadowhunter’s message lingered in the spaces between her tasks.She caught herself staring at her shelves, at her notes, at her books, as if the answer might manifest if she looked hard enough.She imagined Gaius in her mind’s eye, once a shadow among the ruins, now a figure whose intentions were as concealed as the mask he had removed.And Mislin, always one step ahead, always sending her on these quiet hunts for knowledge.Frustration. Anticipation. Unease.She was both weary and alive with the chase.For now she would set the parchment aside and continue with her work.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume Two ---

• Castrum Meridianum (Part 1)
• Castrum Meridianum (Part 2)
• Respite in Mor Dhona
• The Long Way Around
• Into Pirate Hands
• Echoes of Blood and Loss
• Bridging Distances
• Exploring Limsa
• The Next Move
• Tangled Clues
• Beneath the Drowned City
• The Quiet After
• Reflections & Remedies
• To Be A Botanist
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 1)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 2)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 3)
• The Florette Athenaeum
• Wise Information
• Written In The Runes

Beneath the Drowned City

After returning from restocking her vendors in Gridania and Ul'dah of her usual wares, Azrelle noticed word had arrived from Muz. They would be meeting the following day in Lochs.She could hardly sleep. Unknown of who they may encounter.She teleported to the Lochs the finally morning. She arrived early to speak with a few of the guards that are stationed at the large aetheryte.She questioned them on the region and any known caves that may be used for travelers. She did her best to not seem overly concerned or suspicious.In the corner of her eye she noticed her friends arriving. She thanked the guard she was speaking with and made her way to her friends.She waved and they shared greetings. "Glad to see you made it" she says with a smile.Muz nodded, "Glad to see you two as well. I have been waiting for this for a long time, I hope we find who I'm looking for""If Kayden's intel is correct, then the person of interest should be up north. I have it marked on the map." she informs the group as she reaches to her side to grab a rolled up parchment sheet."I don't know what will come of this, or if we will find him. I'm glad you are all with me though. I wouldn't be here without your help" Muz says to the three of them.B'ardwyn nods. "If they are alone we should be able to surround them with the four of us.""I spoke in detail to the guard, S'laiboli, about the local area. She mentioned that the area we're looking for is not going to be easy to get to. We must travel through the lower terrain." Azrelle explains as she begins to hand B'ardwyn the parchment outlining the area of interest. "I hope this is helpful. It's from Kayden."B'ardwyn takes the parchment and looks over the location marked on the map. "Alright looks like we are head Northeast when we get out of this outpost."Azrelle nods. "Sounds good. I am ready when you all are.""It doesn't look like it's an area that is easy to reach. Though we'll know what we have to work with once we get closer." B'ardwyn explains while still looking at the map.Azrelle looks to Muz. "Are you ready to set out Muz"B'ardwyn digs in his pocket and pulls out his chocobo whistle ready to call on his companion.Muz nods. "I am ready when you are"The four of them, B'ardwyn, Aleksey, Muz, and Azrelle, mount their chocobos and begin to make their way out to the destination on Kayden's map. B'ardwyn taking lead.Noticing different structures, or lack of at times, they often stopped for a moment to take in the view and discuss their surroundings. They made notes of the aftermath of the war. When they reached the spot on the map they found themselves facing a large wall of mountains and rock. High on the cliff tops entrances can be seen, unknown to them what they would lead to.Azrelle stopped for studied their local position. "Do you see any entrances or signs of a hideout. Does the terrain here look similar to the one on the parchment?” she asked B'ardwyn.B'ardwyn looks over the map again. "It looks like we are heading in the right direction. Although this part of our path looks like it twists and turns a bit."This region is interesting, to say the least. The size of the buildings in the distance is impressive." Azrelle says as she motions to the Ala Mhigan township in the far distance. "It looks larger than Ul'dah from this view.""That was once the royal palace of this nation. I don't know a whole lot of about it but decades ago Ala Mhigan and Gridania had bad relations prior to the invasion." B'ardwyn explains.“Oh? I wonder what their problems were.” Azrelle ponders, not having much knowledge of this region or its history.B'ardwyn shrugs. "Territory disputes from what I have been told. It was long before I was born."The small group makes their way to the location on the parchment. The terrain was filled with small cliffs and caves leading to various areas in the mountain. They managed to locate an entrance that lead to a small room before a large graveyard.The found signs of someone trying to cover their tracks. An our of place barrier leaning against the wall was being used as a covering for a man-made hole in one of the rooms. Upon peaking through, the sounds of water could be heard. Perhaps this is their way to the hideout.They removed the barrier and one by one they squeeze through. Entering through the opening in the mountain, a sudden drop sends the group sliding down a rocky waterfall, they land inside what seems to be an underground cavern."This looks like a good place to be if you are hiding from the outside world" B'ardwyn says as he looks around.Azrelle takes a moment to gather herself and check her veil draught. She came as her Lalafell glamour to throw off the person of interest should they still be stalking Muz."I hope we find who we are looking for" says Muz. "This has been a long time in the making"Azrelle looks around. "From this view here, I see no life roaming around. But that is not to say something may linger about."She then looks to B'ardwyn and Muz. "Ready when you are"B'ardwyn nods. "Best to keep our guard up since we don't know the area."“Lets get this over with" Muz exclaims.They begin their way forward. They pass several sets of stairs before entering into what seems to be ruins of a large structure.Azrelle looks around, taking notice of the tall structures. "Is this part of Ala Mhigan."“This place looks like it could collapse at any moment" Muz says as he too looks around the ruins."I think so, I don't think we left the territory. These are probably ruins from before Ala Mhigan or built sometime before it's fall." B'ardwyn explains.Azrelle continuing moving further in with the group, "Hmm. I wonder what we could find in here...""Justice hopefully" Muz says sternly."Judging by the decorative markings on the structures ahead, possibly something valuable. If bandits haven't scavenged everything that is." B'ardwyn says."I will still keep an eye out for anything of interest" Azrelle says with a small smirk.They continue forward through the cavern. The room they come to next has its walls covered in massive pink shards sticking out for several feet in all directions. Azrelle eyes widen at the sight of the large shards coming out of the wall.The flow of water continues under their feet. It's shallow parts reach barely to Azrelle's ankle, however some parts go as deep as her knees.“Careful Azrelle, don't get washed away in this current" says Muz.Azrelle looks to Muz with a fixed face. "I think I can manage some water."Muz smirks."Those shards aren't giving off any aetherial effects that I can sense. They must have been here for a time" says Azrelle as she tries to observe the crystals from her position."They don't 'look' corrupted either." B'ardwyn says."They're huge" Muz chimes in.With nothing else of interest in the room with the crystals, they continue forward along the path through the cavern.Azrelle wonders if the entire cavern is filled with water. She looks ahead to find what appears to be an old cityscape. "That is a site. A city underground... covered by years of war..."B'ardwyn nods. "Seems like the story of many ruins."Her interest is peaked. "I would love to learn more of these ruins. Will need to visit the Ul'dah library and research."B'ardwyn points to the corner off to the left of them. Stacks of old wooden crates and pottery can be seen. Many still in tact, but in very poor shape."Artifacts?" questions B'ardwyn.Azrelle turns her attention to the corner where B'ardwyn was pointing. "I wonder how far these go back" she says out loud."Mmm they might be too heavy to carry." B'ardwyn says as he looks over the items.Azrelle nods. "I fear the water and atmosphere here has not been kind to them. Perhaps there are more somewhere else"Muz goes to inspect. "They may not be as heavy as they look" He then tries to attempt to lift one of the artifacts."Perhaps some in better condition." B'ardwyn states still examining the items.Muz tries to lift one of the pieces. It slips from his hands hitting the side of his leg and landing on hit foot. He stumbles back a step in pain. The pottery piece breaking on it's fall and caused a five inch long gash on his leg.“Well that hurt...” he says while looking over his leg.Azrelle notices and makes haste to his side. "Are you hurt?"Muz shrugs it off. "I'll be fine""Are they as heavy as they look?" B'ardwyn questions.Muz begins to wrap the wound with a rag from his bag. "It wasn't light" he says."I don't think these are worth the effort." B'ardwyn says after inspecting some of the other pieces laying about.Muz stands straight again, seeming to collect himself from the minor injury. "Agreed, we should leave them be for now"While under the roof of the room they find the pottery in, the sounds of water clashing against rock has lowered. Hardly any water at all in this area of the cavern. In the distance, an echo that sounds like running can be heard.As the group continues to make their way through the cavern, they found themselves in a large room with benches and altars. The knowings of the events that happened in this room is unknown to them. In the distance a path of stairs leading down stairs reveal a golden light and sparkles from their view."It's much quieter here." Azrelle says out loud while she looks around the large circular room. "Would this be a gathering or common room...?” she pauses to think, "The number of benches gives me thoughts that many people once roamed these floors.""Could be some type of worship area" B'ardwyn suggests. "Possibly...an area of religious importance or assembly of sorts."Azrelle nods. "Very likely given the designs and layout …"With nothing else of interest, they make their way towards the direction of the stairs as the northern end of the room and make their way down.They discover the hidden vault before them. The walls are lined with treasures and relics from a time long forgotten. A golden hue of lit candles enhance the ornate beauty of the treasures before them.Azrelle points to the lit candles. "These are still burning... We may not be alone down here"B'ardwyn looks around and nods, "Agreed those would have long burned out by now."Muz takes note of the surroundings as well. "They may still be hiding here, that is good for us. Not so much for him"Azrelle looks around. "Be on guard..""These look promising eh Az?" B'ardwyn says motioning to some treasures on the floor.Azrelle eyes widen at the sight before her. Treasures lining the walls and floors. Ornate crates holding only what her mind could dream of.Her intrusive thoughts begin. “What harm would taking something small be..” She ponders a few seconds before she could hear B'ardwyn.“If you ignore the bodies..." B'ardwyn says nodding his head in the direction of the wrapped corpse that among the treasures.Azrelle looks and notices the bodies. "Strange place to hide such a large amount of relics and items. But I can see why it would make a good hideout..""It looks like a tomb sort of like Deepcroft." says B'ardwyn.Azrelle shrugs slightly. She looks around the immediately area. Hoping to find something small that would go unnoticed.B'ardwyn and Muz are busy looking around as well.Azrelle finds a small jewelry box. The carved engravings along the outside were beautifully painted in shades of purples and golds.“This would barely fit a ring..” She thought to herself. She opens it to find nothing inside other than it's velvet lining. “Surely this would fetch a small price..” She placed it in her backpack's side pocket without anyone noticing.She returned herself back to her friends.The room extended further, the candles light covered only a small portion of the area. They take a few steps forward and then in the distance they hear a loud thud.The noise seems to be coming from a nearby distance, they can hear sounds of rummaging and fast footsteps seemingly pacing about.They find themselves in front of an open broken gate to the right of them. The gate's door ripped off and laid on the floor.Azrelle whispers to her friends. "I don't believe we're alone..."B'ardwyn takes out his bow and nocs an arrow in preparation."Lets go find out" says Muz."As much as I'd like to investigate the treasures that surround us abit more, I rather not get caught off guard by whatever.. or whoever.. that may be up ahead.." Azrelle says as she begins to get nervous."We have plenty of time to loot this place after. we cant let him get away" B'ardwyn suggests.Azrelle nods to B'ardwyn and Muz."If they saw us they might be fleeing" Muz says.Azrelle steps back a pace and allows her friends to go first. "I'll keep an eye from the back." She readies her hands with a small potion bottle.The passage to the right reveals another room covered in a blue light from lamps that have been recently set ablaze. Footsteps continue to be heard, getting louder as they make their way further into the room.From ahead of her, Azrelle could hear Muz say, "Looks like a dead end over there. be ready"Azrelle keeps lookout behind them and the surrounding area. If this person went this long trailing them and they never noticed, clearly they knew what they were doing.She followed Muz and B'ardwyn slowly as they made it further into the next open room.Muz pauses.He seemed to have noticed something in the corner of the room.He makes his way over, looking at something. He then bends over and picks something up from the pile of treasures stuffed into a pile.He pauses staring at it. "This was hers" he says out loud.Azrelle watches Muz. "What did you find...?" she wondered.Muz then grips item firmly in his hand. "Jewelry... from my house. This was my wife's necklace" he says turning slowly to show the necklace in his hand.Azrelle looks shocked. Curious was she that how something of Muz's past came to be in this old cavern.Clearly the person who killed his wife is now among them here."Looks like the information Dr Gabriel gave you was accurate." B'ardwyn says.From the other side of the small room, footsteps are heard. Emerging from the darken corner appeared to be man wielding a large axe. It appeared to be covered in rust... or blood.“You all picked the wrong cave to visit today..” he says finally stepping into enough light for the group to fully see him.Azrelle gasp. "Watch out guys!" she says loudly getting their attention.Muz readies his axe against the man. "No, you are in the wrong cave.” Muz tells the man as he slowly approaches him.Azrelle watches in silence. B'ardwyn with his bow and arrow ready, aims for the man, ready to shoot if needed."Why, I need to know why" Muz questions the man.Azrelle stands frozen.. unsure of what to do.Muz takes a deep breath and puts his weapon away. He stands for a moment looking at the man who is still gripping his axe.He takes a step forward before he lunges at the bandit, bare handed attempting to tackle him. The man is taken off guard and Muz is able to bring him down, but the man is fighting back.Muz begins yelling at the man, "WHY! Tell me why!"The bandit and Muz wrestle for control. The man reaches up trying to drive a thumb into Muz's eye. “For riches!” he screams at Muz.Muz now having his eye ripped falls back in pain, blinded in his right eye.The bandit slowly scrambles back to his feet.Muz, ignoring his eye, stands up again and quickly lunges at the bandit again. He begins to attempt to grab the man's head with both hands."You won't to stay silent about it! You will be silent forever. I've had enough of you bullshit” Muz tells now hovering over the man after tackling him down tot he ground again. “It's time to pay.” he yells.At this time, Azrelle is standing in fear, watching over the battle.B'ardwyn readies the rope he brought to apprehend their target."Uh.. Muz! I think he is down for the count..." B'ardwyn calls out to Muz. Ready to be done.Muz ignores B'ardwyn's words. Or perhaps he was too consumed by his rage he did not hear.

He fixes his weight onto the man, he squeezes the bandit's head with all his might. The man still struggling to get Muz off of him, begins to scream out in pain, flailing his arms and trying to get away.Muz leans forward more onto the man. Blood begins to leak from the man's eyes and ears.In an angered tone, Muz stares at the man. "This is for Sui"Azrelle watches in disbelief as one final squeeze from Muz's hands sends the man screaming in pain.“Who is Sui?!” Before he can utter another word, the bandits head caves and blood splatters everywhere around Muz.B'ardwyn and Azrelle watch with wide eyes and mouth agape. Azrelle looks to B'ardwyn with fear in her eyes.She says nothing.Muz stands up, his breathe heavy and labored. He spits on the man's dead body before turning around to see B'ardwyn and Azrelle standing there.Aleksey watched the scene play out, he expression seemed bored and unperturbed by the very violet display.Azrelle steps back a few paces.Unsure of what to make of what she just witnessed.Her head pounding. Her heart racing.Muz tries to walk toward them, injured, he stops and sits on the ground before their feet.B'ardwyn looks down to Muz. "...... That was a bit excessive. We could have brought him back and had him arrested."Azrelle with a shaken voice questions what she just witnessed. "W-what... why..."Muz looks up to his three friends."This is how my people handle things. Turning him in was never my plan. I'm sorry I didn't make that clear.” he explains.Azrelle looks to B'ardwyn. "We have to get out of here. If he had partners or allies that know of this place, we may be discovered."“We need to hide the body or find a way to be rid of it..." B'ardwyn says.“I will dispose of this garbage in the waterways on the way out" says Muz looking back at the man's corpse. “The water looks like it runs deep into these caves.”B'ardwyn points to Muz's missing eye. "And you need to cover that...eye or lack of... It's gross."Azrelle digs into her backpack and pulls out various items and places them on the ground in front of Muz. “You can mend your wounds with these." She then turns away and walks from the group lost in her thoughts."Never thought I'd be an accomplice to murder..." B'ardwyn says out loud."It's not murder, it's justice" Muz says looking up to B'ardwyn. "Murder is what he did to my wife"Azrelle hangs her head in silence while Muz tends to his wounds.B'ardwyn shakes his head. "That's not how justice is carried out in Aldenard.""He wouldn't let us take him alive anyways" exclaims Muz.Azrelle mumbles under her breathe, "He was out numbered... you went too far...""We were one on one" Muz says.Azrelle looks to Muz annoyed. "We had your back!""You planned to kill them from the start." B'ardwyn says in a questioning way.Muz nods. "I did""If I loosed an arrow I could have hit you rather than your enemy." B'ardwyn informs Muz.Azrelle feeling betrayed. Annoyed. And likely in still in some state of shock at what she witnessed.She tries to collect herself the best she can.B'ardwyn tries to comfort her.“May we be rid of this place please..." Azrelle asks with a sadden voice."Should we grab a few things on our way out." B'ardwyn questions about the treasure vault they remain in the middle of.Azrelle shrugs and begins to walk away. "Do as you wish. I will be at the entrance."Azrelle leaves the group behind and makes her way to the entrance.B'ardwyn and Muz remain back in the cave to finish up business with the man's dead body. Muz finds a deep crevice near one of the bridges. Unable to see the bottom, the depth of this cavern is unknown.B'ardwyn watches as Muz tosses the man's body over the bridge's edge. That's one body that will never be found.The patch from the treasure vault led Azrelle to an exit.A caved in doorway with sunlight shining through. This must have been how the bandit was able to come and go so easily through the cavern.When she made it out, she found a tent with supplies and a fire that had been recently put out.She rested a moment while she waited for her friends. Stricken with guilt and feelings unknown to her.How do you see your friend the same after something like this, she wondered.She made a fire and sat waiting on B'ardwyn and Aleksey. At this time, Muz was an afterthought to her.After a few moments, B'ardwyn and Aleksey made their way out the cavern. Briefly followed by Muz.“... I don't think I'm going to sleep tonight...or tomorrow..." B'ardwyn says to Aleksey.B'ardwyn and Aleksey notice Azrelle at the camp and sits down without a word.Muz walks up the the fire and sits silently. He has a relieved look to him. As though a huge weight has been lifted from his shoulders. Injured but looks contentAleksey sits next to B'ard and uses a stick to poke at the fire.“We should rest here for the night until morning. And you." He gestures to Muz. "Should wash the blood off."Muz looking at himself and realizes he is still covered in the bandit's blood and his own. He nods.Azrelle remains silent as her friends make themselves comfortable. Her thoughts are endless as she tries to process what just happened.Muz makes his way to the small pond of water mere feets from the secluded camp. He begins to wash himself up."I know this it not what you all signed up for" He says loud enough for his friends to hear. "You are the closest I've had to friends in a very long time, I'm sorry for putting you through that.”"...No..no it wasn't.. Though I can't say I wouldn't have reacted the same, had I been in the similar position." B'ardwyn replies.Azrelle speaks softly. "I can not say what I would have done in the same situation. I have not suffered a loss as great as yours. I only wish you would have been more forward in the beginning if you had known this would be the outcome you wanted".She looks to Muz."I wanted justice from the start, though I forgot that your traditions of justice is a lot different than ours" Muz explains."I do hope that you have some sort of peace now, regardless of how I may feel at this moment." Azrelle replies.B'ardwyn questions Muz. "What is your plan now that you've accomplished what you've set out to do?" You should have a chirurgen look at your eye.."Muz seems lost in thought for a second. "I do not know whats comes next for me. Now that i got the only thing i wanted the only think left is to wait and see what tomorrow brings.”"Will you still be traveling with us or parting ways? We should at least get to the next settlement before deciding." B'ardwyn asked.Muz looking like he lost a lot of blood to his wounds lays on the dirt. “For now, I think I need sleep"Azrelle can sense Muz's aura is weakened. "With the wounds you have, I'd think that be for the best""I'll take watch then...I don't think I am going to sleep anytime soon." B'ardwyn offers while he looks to Azrelle and asks quietly "Are you alright?"At this time, Azrelle is shuffling about in her backpack. She pulls out a small tube and places it near Muz."This salve will help with to ward off infection." She then removes a small clear bottle from her bag and drinks it. Her veil falls off revealing her true appearance.Muz takes the salve and begins to lotion it on his skin. "Thank you Azrelle""I think a rest will do right for me as well. If anything comes about, let me know." Azrelle says.B'ardwyn nods to her. Aleksey had the same idea, as he goes to rest against a nearby tree and falls asleep almost instantly.Azrelle attempts to make herself comfortable against the log. After a moment, she dozes off.After an hour passes, B'ardwyn begins to nod off. Exhausted from their most recent endeavor.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume Two ---

• Castrum Meridianum (Part 1)
• Castrum Meridianum (Part 2)
• Respite in Mor Dhona
• The Long Way Around
• Into Pirate Hands
• Echoes of Blood and Loss
• Bridging Distances
• Exploring Limsa
• The Next Move
• Tangled Clues
• Beneath the Drowned City
• The Quiet After
• Reflections & Remedies
• To Be A Botanist
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 1)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 2)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 3)
• The Florette Athenaeum
• Wise Information
• Written In The Runes

The Quiet After

Sleep did not come easily for Azrelle. She was tired and her body felt restless.The cavern still echoed in her mind.Even in the quiet of night, she could hear Muz.The others assumed exhaustion had claimed her first, that she had succumbed to sleep without struggle, but she had merely closed her eyes and forced her body to rest while her mind remained alert, tracing the contours of last night’s chaos.She could feel the tension in the air, the slow settling of the others around her.Muz did not sleep. His presence was weighty, dense, like a stone pressed against the world itself.She could sense him, his aura was dense, and he was strong in his stillness. He was there physically, but all else seem to have gone away.Her lashes fluttered just enough to glimpse him rising, moving with the careful grace of someone who did not wish to be noticed.He gathered himself quietly, as though afraid even the shadows might betray him.She did not stop him.Some part of me wanted to call his name and to ask where he thought he was going.But she felt the burden he carried so silently for this long must have been too heavy now.Another part understood. After a battle like that… the mind does not rest simply because the body demands it.She listened as his footsteps faded, swallowed by the dark beyond the cavern mouth north of our campsite.Wherever Muz was going, it was not just into the night. It was into something he was not yet ready to share.And as much as she wished she could follow. For now she remained. Guarding what little peace we had left.Slumber finally visited. Azrelle dream of nothing this night.Sleep never was an easy task for her.After a few short hours, Azrelle awoken, blinking the last of sleep from her eyes.Dim light of morning filtering through the mountain edges as she straightens her posture. Her gaze drifts first to B’ardwyn, sprawled far too still for comfort, before she exhales softly, recognizing the familiar theatrics.Aleksey sitting on one of the logs keeping watch as he waits for the rest of the group to awaken.He notices Azrelle stirring and offers her a quiet "Good morning." before taking a swig from his waterskin.He then offers her a piece of dried meat for breakfast. "You should eat."Her attention shifts to Aleksey seated on the log, ever-vigilant even in the quiet hours. A faint, tired smile touches her lips at the sound of his greeting.“Good morning, Aleksey… You’ve been watching over us all night, haven’t you?” She accepts the dried meat with a small nod of thanks, breaking off a piece as she rises fully to her feet.Her movements are slow but steady, stiffness lingering from the hardness of the ground. Her eyes drifting toward the cavern entrance, as if half-expecting to see another figure returning from the dark.She was unsure if Aleksey saw Muz return yet. “Did you sleep well?” she asked him.Azrelle chews slowly, her gaze lingering on the far edge of their camp where shadows still clung stubbornly to the stone. Her brow furrows just slightly, a flicker of unease crossing her features before she smooths it away.She shifts her weight against the log, fingers idly turning the strip of dried meat in her hand as her eyes drift once more over their small camp counting familiar shapes.One presence still does not answer her silent tally. It was clear to her now that Muz did not return.“I suppose it was quiet, then? No trouble in the night?” Her tone remains casual, she adds, softer, almost as an afterthought, “Muz didn’t happen to wake early as well… did he?”Aleksey gave her a lopsided grin "I did, I just wake up early. An old habit I haven't quiet managed to shake yet."Aleksey's smile faded to a frown, following her gaze to where they last seen the Auri man."Muz left while we slept. I suggested he wait until morning when we could travel back to Praetoria and see to his eye, but he refused.."Azrelle lets out a heavy sigh under her breath. "Can't say I am surprised by this news. His actions inside the cavern, as much as I disliked them, I understand them in a small part."Azrelle looks to Aleksey with a curious face. "What happened after I left"Aleksey nodded "I can understand his actions as well. Although many lives have been lost to mine own hands it was never out of malice or vengeance." Death didn't bother him due to his past."Muz disposed of the body down a deep ravine, B'ard and I grabbed a few valuables on our way out. Just some gold coins and gems, nothing too difficult to carry."Azrelle lowers her head to smirk at the thought of B'ardwyn looting. "I suppose that was the best course of action to take with the remains."Frustrated at the actions of Muz still. She began to think of him as a friend, looking past his secretive and contrasting behavior. She whispers to herself, "He should have said good bye at least."Aleksey shrugs "It would have, though he was always a man of few words and never seemed to express his feelings or thoughts."Azrelle looks to B'ardwyn still sleeping then back to Aleksey."Should we wake him?" she asks.Aleksey nods. “Yeah, I was letting you guys sleep in. From both of your reactions last night it was obvious that you two aren't used to seeing that kind of violence. Ardwyn isn't much of a morning person either, he always sleeps in." He smirks before turning to muss up B'ard's hair between his ears "Oi it's time to wake up sleepy head."Azrelle reflects quietly on the battle, very clear she had ever encountered something so fierce before.Her time in Eorzea thus far had been rather peaceful, save for the occasional run-in with stubborn vendors in the Ul'dah markets. The contrast makes her chest tighten just a little, a pang of sadness settling in as she considers how familiarAleksey seemed with such violence, how naturally he bore it.Her expression softens at the thought, sympathy flickering across her features before she reins it in. A soft giggle escapes her as she watches him move to wake B'ardwyn, the moment easing some of the heaviness that had clung to the morning air.B'ardwyn grumbles and groans in protest before rousing and sitting up rubbing the sleep from his eye."What time is it?" He asks voice still slurred from sleep.Azrelle shrugs, unsure of the time currently herself. "Good morning."Aleksey looks at the sun's current position "It's about seven in the morning." He answers handing B'ardwyn dried meat. "Eat, you need your strength."Azrelle looks around as she finishes the dried meat.B'ardwyn nods taking the food offered and offering a "Good morning." to Azrelle. He wanted to ask if she'd slept well but refrained. With the events of the previous day he doubted it. He himself hadn't had restful sleep. B'ard wasn't a stranger to death but he'd never witnessed such a violent display before.B'ardwyn looks around and notices Muz was gone. "Did Muz leave to fill his waterskin?" He asks.Azrelle shakes her head suggesting he had not while lowering her chin a bit. Still frustrated and unsure on how to process what she witness."He left." she says.She curls her fingers in her palm forming a fist and hits the ground and looks to B'ardwyn. "Why didn't he let us help him?"B'ardwyn takes a bite of his food before nodding. He wasn't shocked by the stoic mans behavior. His eyes widened at Azrelle's frustrated action before offering a reply. "Perhaps he was ashamed to ask for help?"Aleksey snorts at the explanation."Doubtful..I don't think that man had an ounce of shame. Was more likely pride.." he says.Azrelle sits her head down.She sighs heavily. "It isn't right... but I understand. He had a life. Then suddenly it changed. I know how that can change a person." She sits slouching against the log now."That may be, although the people of the Steppe have always been rather volatile and violent according to Garlean reports from their attempts of overtaking the Steppe." He shrugged, he'd pretty much expected the outcome of their venture long before their group had entered the Lochs.Azrelle looks up to Aleksey with a sadden but understanding expression. “Does not seem like a life I would want."B'ardwyn cringed a bit. "Me neither." The shroud was dangerous enough with all the wildlife and poachers, he couldn't imagine being at war with other groups every day of his life.Azrelle looks to B'ardwyn and shrugs. "We should probably rid of this place soon"B'ardwyn finishes his breakfast and stands up and nods. He didn't want to linger for much longer. Both he and Aleksey begin to help pack up the camp.Thoughts of what or where they should go next were abuzz in his mind but he was at a loss for answers to those questions.Azrelle stands and joins them, helping dismantle the last remnants of their shelter. Her movements are steady, but quieter now, as if her thoughts are elsewhere."We should find a buyer for the things we took from that crypt." Aleksey suggests.Azrelle returns from her thoughts by the sound of Aleksey's voice. She smiles and nods. "That sounds like a good plan." Azrelle fidgets while looking to the two of them blankly. "Any ideas..?"Both Aleksey and B'ard fish out their whistles and use them to call Caeruleus and Breve."Perhaps we should take stock of what we have first. May help us find the right buyer if we knew what we are selling first. A public place would not be ideal. Mayhaps we go somewhere a bit more private" he says."Probably should take them back to the Emporium or find another city to sell them in. Gridania might be too close for comfort to sell them. Plus the elementals may reject them." she says.Azrelle fastens the last strap of her backpack to her chocobo and mounts."We could head back to my place." B'ardwyn adds.Azrelle nods. "It would benefit me to stay in Gridania a while."B'ardwyn looks to Azrelle and tilts his head "Have more stock to sell in the stalls?"“A visit to the Botanist guild actually." she replies with a small smile. "New recipes require new ingredients."B'ardwyn grins back. "Ah I see.. Then let us away you can unpack at our place to settle in for your stay in Gridania. We can look over our findings and have tea. We will also need to figure out our next direction after Gridania."Azrelle nods. "That sounds wonderful... and more relaxing."Aleksey cringes at the thought of teleporting but nods.“I shall be there shortly" Azrelle tells them both.B'ardwyn smiles and nods. “We will see you there."Azrelle makes a last look around the camp to ensure she hadn't forgotten anything before she would ready herself to teleport to Gridania where she will make her journey to B'ardwyn and Aleksey's home.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume Two ---

• Castrum Meridianum (Part 1)
• Castrum Meridianum (Part 2)
• Respite in Mor Dhona
• The Long Way Around
• Into Pirate Hands
• Echoes of Blood and Loss
• Bridging Distances
• Exploring Limsa
• The Next Move
• Tangled Clues
• Beneath the Drowned City
• The Quiet After
• Reflections & Remedies
• To Be A Botanist
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 1)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 2)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 3)
• The Florette Athenaeum
• Wise Information
• Written In The Runes

Reflections & Remedies

Stopping in Gridania to take in the sights and allowing herself a few quiet minutes to breathe.The city’s familiar bustle and the soft rustle of leaves in the surrounding woods brought a sense of calm she hadn’t realized she needed.She paused on a small bridge, watching the sunlight dance across the water below, and let her thoughts drift for just a moment.After the brief reprieve, she gathered herself and set off again, weaving through the streets toward B’ardwyn’s house.Each step carried purpose now, the chatter of merchants and distant laughter of children fading into the background as anticipation guided her forward. Treasure often had this affect on her.Azrelle rounded the corner and spotted B’ardwyn’s house ahead, the familiar roof and garden bringing a small sense of comfort.To her surprise, B’ardwyn and Aleksey were already outside, as if they had just arrived themselves.She slowed her pace, a soft smile tugging at her lips. “There is always something so soothing after the woods..." she says to catch their attention.B’ardwyn turned at the sound of her voice, his usual stoic expression breaking into a nod of acknowledgment, while Aleksey offered a brief wave.Aleksey gives a half greeting to Azrelle from his crouched position on the ground as he tries to overcome his usual aether sickness from teleporting.Azrelle notices Aleksey. “I may be able to help with that feeling. I, too, get ill at times from teleporting."Aleksey nods to Azrelle before slowly standing. "That would be appreciated." He begins to make his way towards the house wanting to collapse on the sofa to rest once inside.Azrelle frowns a bit to B'ardwyn as she watches Aleksey."He will get use to it, or perhaps my new idea for a product will be helpful. Should be wish to test it out for me." she says.B'ardwyn nods. "I should hope so he always gets sick to varying degrees after teleporting. We have yet to pinpoint the cause.""I might know why." she states as she motions to the home before then. "Shall we get comfy inside first?"B'ardwyn says, "Sounds good to me."B'ardwyn takes hold of both his and Aleksey's companions, guiding them toward the stable to get them settled before turning to the door. With practiced ease, he unlocks it and opens it wide.He gestures politely for Azrelle to enter first, honoring her as their guest.Azrelle steps forward, following B'ardwyn into the warm, inviting interior of their home. The familiar scent of wood and hearth immediately brings a sense of calm, as if the walls themselves absorb the tension of the outside world.Though the events of the previous days still linger in the corners of her mind, she feels a large weight lift from her shoulders, replaced by a quiet ease she hadn’t realized she was longing for.She takes a slow breath, letting it out gently, and allows herself a brief smile as she surveys the room, feeling at peace, if only for a moment."Would you mind if I rest up on the couch a moment so I do not bother either of you while you settle in" she asks."Make yourself at home I'll get the tea going while you two rest." B'ardwyn replies.Azrelle does not need to be told twice. She makes her way up the small loft, each step light and careful.Once there, she removes her boots and sets them neatly in the corner, out of the way, before heading to the couch.Settling onto it, she curls slightly into the cushions, letting herself sulk quietly for a moment.The events of the last days press gently against her thoughts, but here, in the warmth and safety of B’ardwyn’s home, she allows herself to simply be tired, contemplative, and for now unburdened.The soft creak of the loft boards and the faint clatter from below as B’ardwyn tends the tea are comforting, grounding her in quiet normalcy.Aleksey enters the mud area and takes off his shoes before going to the sofa to lie down.B'ardwyn also takes off his shoes in the mud area and enters the kitchen to begin making tea. He grabs three glasses and puts some tea leaves in each from the tea jar. He then grabs the kettle fills it with water and puts it on the stove and turns it on.After he moves to sit at the sofa joining the other two. B'ardwyn gently pats Aleksey's head trying to sooth them as they laid on their stomach with their face buring in their arms.Azrelle sensing their presence on the couch now, she opens her eyes and looks to them."Much better than that hard ground.." she says with a smile to B'ardwyn.B'ardwyn pulls out a sack filled with the gold and jewels they had taken and places it on the table. "Indeed, it was surprisingly cold out there at night.""I don't mind the cold. Heat however is unpleasant most times." she replies as she looks at the small pouch B'ardwyn pulled out.B'ardwyn opens the small pouch and dumps its contents onto the table so that the group could attempt to discern it's worth and where they should sell them.Aleksey remained laying down but the clinking of metal on the wood surface roused him to turn his head to look."One would think you part ice elemental with your love of the cold and aversion to the heat." B'ardwyn said amused poking fun at Azrelle.Azrelle eyes widen at the haul laid on the table before her. She had mixed feelings on having stolen goods after what happened with Muz, however, part of her felt perhaps it worth to the cause in some way.Azrelle chuckles softly at B'ardwyn. "You sound like Rarakiya." Azrelle shrugs. "Perhaps I come from an old iced land... If there are even any.."Azrelle looks over the jewels and coins. The light hitting at the right angles that cause them to sparkle nicely. "I bet these would fetch a nice price...""I should hope so, though we'll need to figure out where we should sell them." B'ardwyn explains.Azrelle thinks for a moment. "Surely not in Gridania."The teapot on the stove begins to whistle and B'ardwyn stands to fetch it. "Yeah.. The elementals are a finicky lot, even if we could sell some we may not be able to do all of them."“I could ask the Goldsmithing guild in Ul'dah, although... I do not know what sort of verification process they may have." she said out loud to where B'ardwyn would hear from his position in the kitchen.Azrelle giggles to herself after a thought. She looks to Aleksey. "Fancy a new piece of jewelry anytime soon?"B'ardwyn takes the pot off the stove and turns it off. He pours the hot liquid into each cup before setting the pot to the side.Grabbing a tray he places the cups onto it and carries it back to the living area. "I wouldn't have the foggiest of how the Ul'Dahns handle sales of foreign goods." He answers from the kitchen.Azrelle her head. "Nor would I. Everything seems to run freely in the markets.. but even then if something seems too good the guards will begin to ask questions"Aleksey looks at Azrelle with a frown. "I think just this one is doing enough at the moment." referring to the one around his neck.B'ardwyn sets two cups down onto the table and hands Azrelle the third. Azrelle accepts the cup and makes herself more comfortable."Just a thought.. but.. Since your friend Ru is a member of the Limsa region, and pirates run wild... would that be a common thing for the markets there. Questionable goods.." Azrelle says as she extends her hand out and digs through the coins and jewels having a look over them.B'ardwyn pats Aleksey on the head. "You should try to drink, it may help with your stomach."He then turns to Azrelle. “Hmmm maybe I'm not sure. We would need to smuggle them in more than like how we did with the weapons. These will probably garner unwanted attention from Lomensan customs otherwise.""We could always go with the Emporium since they don't seem to ask questions. Less hassle" Aleksey chimes in giving his input to the conversation.Azrelle nods. "That is true. Odd... but true.""Plus it's not like we have to sell them right away.. I honestly think a small reprieve is in order after what happened." B'ardwyn says grimly thinking about the recent events.Azrelle nods very slowly. She had forgotten for a mere second. She presents a good face but inside she is struggling with the events. Images replay in her mind of Muz's actions. "I think a rest is much needed."Aleksey slowly sits up, grabbing his cup and taking small sips from it. He is still pale but less so from when they had first arrived at the burrow.Azrelle distracts her mind for a moment to sip on the cup she is still holding in her hand."We can use this time to not only rest but also take care of anything that hadn't been done prior to our trip out to the Lochs." B'ardwyn suggested. "I should probably make a trip to Limsa soon to check on Ru's progress with those weapons."“Had he sent word back of them?" Azrelle asked.B'ardwyn shakes his head. “He hasn't but it's not unlike him to dive into his projects and forget small things like contacting me after selling those weapons." He chuckles thinking about his friends eccentrically chaotic nature. "Things can slip his mind if left on his own too long."Aleksey snorts. "Can say that again..." He says in disapproval. The two were friends but often fought over what methods were best when it came to magitek and engineering.Azrelle giggles softly. "Ah ha ha. I see. While you venture off to Limsa, I will remain in Gridania for a bit.""I think I'll stay at the burrow while you deal with the short stack." Aleksey says to B'ardwyn not feeling up to dealing with the smaller mans sassy attitude."Heh, He did appear to be somewhat of a .. handful.." Azrelle says to Aleksey with a smirk. “Give him my regards please. And I do still plan to have him visit one day to Ishgard.” she says to B'ardwyn.B'ardwyn nods."But business in Gridania will keep me occupied for a week or so." Azrelle looks to B'ardwyn. "Would you be privy to anyone in the Botanist guild?"B'ardwyn nods. "I do, actually I am acquainted with their guild leader. My father gets herbs, spices and vegetables for the bar from the Botanist guild. Her name is Fufucha Fucha and she is usually found overseeing the fields.""How lovely! Would she be open to having her knowledge tested?" Azrelle commented cheerfully after hearing a name.“I am not familiar with botany as much as I had hope from the very little Ishgard has available. Having a moment to converse with one with a far better understanding of plant-life that grows wild in the woods would be ever so helpful for my newest recipe I am working on." she explains."She probably would not be adverse although she may ask your intentions though. She is a pacifist in nature and may not be willing to sell to you if she feels her crops are helping violence.” B'ardwyn crosses his arms. "She often is conflicted supplying the Adder's nest due to this.""Hmm.. I shall keep my intents on the safe side when speaking with her then." Azrelle says thinking, "Although, really, I do not think what I am wanting is bad." she says with a shrug.B'ardwyn takes a drink from his cup. "She's a kind hearted soul that wants to help people, if your intentions are not to cause harm then I do not think she would take issue."Azrelle nods. “Then I shall go speak with her in the next day or so. As I mentioned before we came inside, I have been working on a new recipe to help with my aether travel sickness. Since Aleksey seems to have it worse than I, I thought perhaps he may want to be my study person..."Azrelle grins shyly to Aleksey.Aleksey perked up at the mention of a way to help the sickness only to deflate slightly at the thought of being a test subject. "I suppose so long as pain, restraints, or needles are not part of the equation." He frowns thinking back on his time in the Garlean army and the experiments they would do on him and the other conscripts.Azrelle her head. "Oh, no, I am sorry for how that came out! No, No! No Needles. It will only require you to eat a small gelatin treat."Aleksey thought about it, he hadn't been forced to eat anything during that time.. He then nods in agreement and finishes his tea. "Then I have no issues helping you test your recipe."Azrelle attempts to explain. "The process I started testing is now in the second phase. The gelatin component is done. Now I only require the aether infusion, which I think I may have found a way. Instead of using the bones of small critters from shops, I would try finding a large, more aether enriched animal so the bones break down with its aether and I can then trans mutate into a resource our bodies can manipulate artificially.”Azrelle continues to babble on of the topic in excitement. “If the gelatin with aether can be absorbed in the body naturally, without any ailments or side effects, then it will provide a jolt of aether before traveling that will be used up and leaving you, for what I hope.. none for wear as it would use the extra that the treat would provide"Azrelle smiles hoping what she described made sense out-loud as it does in her head. "Therefore.. I need a strong yet mild flavored herb or flower that has aether properties to be liquidized and bind with the gelatin without making it mush."B'ardwyn understood some of what she was saying and was trying to think of what creature in the Shroud would be suitable for materials. "I'm not so sure a lack of aether is Aleksey's issue so much as his inability to manipulate it to an effective degree. We've found he isn't keen on external aetheric sources entering his body when we fixed his leg.""Hmm.. " Azrelle sits back, taking a moment to think.B'ardwyn taps his chin in thought. "You would think replacing his bone would have been the worst part of the ordeal had we not had to restrain him while the conjurers healed him.”Azrelle blinks at B'ardwyn returning to the conversation. "Did you say you replaced a bone...""Er.. Yeah.." B'ardwyn glances at Aleksey nervously having not been careful with his choice in wording.Azrelle looks to Aleksey then back to B'ardwyn a couple times back and forth. She feels like she should not question it further but her mind is racing wondering which bone.. and why?Aleksey frowns a bit before explaining. "My leg wasn't so much broken as it was bent. The 'bones' in my legs are not actually bone but titanium. Ru had been the one to replace it as well as dismantling and removing the collar I had when B'ard found me.""I see. It is not... noticeable..." Azrelle says shyly trying to make light of the conversation looking to B'ardwyn awkwardly and smiles.Aleksey internally debated before lifting his bangs to reveal a quarter sized black pearly like jewel nestled in the center of his forehead.He figured since he'd known Azrelle long enough that she wasn't as likely to judge him for his bloodline. "I am the by product of the Garlean's conquest of Dalmasca.""I was subjected to all manner of experiments, modifications, and augmentations since my early adulthood to make me a better soldier in their ranks."Azrelle could feel her face draining of expression from hearing Aleksey's words. She had read of some test the Garleans would perform through the alchemy guild's forbidden textbooks."I'm unfamiliar with the Dalmasca reference... but I am sorry to hear of what they did to you... and to countless others. I am happy you are here now though. With B'ardwyn and his family.""Dalmasca was one of many countries that had been conquered by the Garlean Empire." B'ardwyn elaborated. "It's across the ocean to the East.""Is that where you were born Aleksey?" Azrelle questions.Aleksey nodded. “In the city of Rabanastre specifically." He waved off her apology with a lopsided grin. "And there is no need to feel sorry, you weren't the one going around invading places.. Plus with the fall of their wretched Empire they can't harm anyone again much less invade other nations anymore."Azrelle smiles weakly.She struggles with feelings and thoughts on what to say in times like these."Indeed. I hope you do not have any long term effects from that time. And thankfully their time has finally come to an end. People can begin to heal and move on, however difficult that may prove to be I suppose" she says.

Aleksey nods. "Sadly the effects will last me a lifetime given the bones in my legs weren't the only things replaced."He tapped at the side of his eye indicating they too had been replaced. "While my time in Garlean service will likely haunt me the rest of my days I can at least use what they gave me to help you and B'ardwyn with your endeavors."“Well, I'm sure B'ardwyn is happy as I am to have you along." she says with a smile."Indeed, and I'm very happy to have a companion. Living alone had been rather lonely up until that point." B'ardwyn grinned."Although I am a little surprised you hadn't noticed his eyes being different or the rather impressive rack atop his head." He chuckles poking at the antlers as he teased Aleksey who blushed.Aleksey groans exasperated and embarrassed. "Why do you have to call them that.""I am honestly embarrassed to say I had not noticed either. I suppose I had not given much thought to look so closely to others as I often spend so much time trying to hide myself I forget to take notice of others." Azrelle explains.Aleksey smiles at Azrelle. "Honestly it's nice not to have my oddities pointed out the moment we met."Azrelle smiles to Aleksey.B'ardwyn begins returning the gems and gold into the pouch. "We can keep these hidden here until we are ready to sell them."Once all of them were inside he tied the pouch closed. "Do you need me to show you where the botanist guild is?" He asked turning to Azrelle.Azrelle shakes her head. "Not this time. I would actually like to explore on my own. I think some alone time for a moment may help clear my mind some. Plus, you should rest as well before you head off to Limsa"B'ardwyn nods. "Yeah agreed, the latest events linger and weigh heavy on the mind and body. Some rest and relaxation will do us all some good.""Agreed. I will retire a day or two at the Inn before I set out to see the town. Send a letter to Rarakiya as well so that she knows I am well." she says."If you wish to bunk here for your stay we are more than happy to have you." B'ardwyn offers. "Although the couch isn't as comfortable as a bed at the roost but the food is better." he says as a joke.Azrelle giggles softly. “I appreciate that, but I enjoy my alone time and do not wish to put either of you out of the same. I will keep my linkpearl with me, in the event that we may need to reach one another at a time""I'll send a letter to Ru to let him know I will be paying him a visit. I'd call him on the linkpearl but he isn't the best at answering calls when he's engrossed in his work." B'ardwyn comments about Ru.Azrelle nods. "That sounds like a good plan. Perhaps you could bring some treats back from the Bismarck for us to enjoy once you return. Since we were not able to partake in any on our time there"B'ardwyn nods. "Will do." He agrees enthusiastically "Can't beat good food and company."Azrelle smiles cheerfully. "Lovely. I shall look forward to it then. And since it is getting late, I should head towards town and reserve a room."B'ardwyn nods. "Sounds good, I'll send word of what beastkin may be suitable for your recipe. I'll reach out to my Adder contacts to see which ones are approved by the elementals to hunt.""Oh, I had not thought that far ahead. It would be wise to know ahead of time then before I hire a hand to obtain any game for me." Azrelle says while she begins to stand up and stretches a bit."Yeah wouldn't want you guys getting thrown into a gaol for accidentally poaching." He says amused by the idea of having to use his connections to get them out of such a situation if it ever were to happen.He also stands and begins to grab all the teacups and placing them back on the tray.Azrelle laughs. "That would make quiet the story.." she says as she returns to her boots in the corner and begins to put them back on."Have a good night Azrelle, may sleep find you well and is restful." B'ardwyn bids farewell."And you both as well." she says as she makes her way towards the exit of their home.Aleksey stands looking much better than before. "Good night Az." He gives a small wave goodbye.Azrelle leaves the two men in the living room and makes herself out the door.She decides to take the long walk back to town to take in the view of the area.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume Two ---

• Castrum Meridianum (Part 1)
• Castrum Meridianum (Part 2)
• Respite in Mor Dhona
• The Long Way Around
• Into Pirate Hands
• Echoes of Blood and Loss
• Bridging Distances
• Exploring Limsa
• The Next Move
• Tangled Clues
• Beneath the Drowned City
• The Quiet After
• Reflections & Remedies
• To Be A Botanist
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 1)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 2)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 3)
• The Florette Athenaeum
• Wise Information
• Written In The Runes

To Be A Botanist

Azrelle returned to Gridania and spent the evening resting at inn.Allowing herself to recover from her travels and the lingering weight of recent events.The gentle rustle of leaves from the surrounding Black Shroud and the quiet of the night offered a welcome reprieve, letting her mind settle before the day ahead.The next morning, Azrelle made her way toward the bustling markets.The streets alive with merchants calling their wares and townsfolk moving about their daily business.Azrelle found Rishushu arranging her stall, the familiar scent of fresh produce and crafted goods surrounding her.She approached and greeted her warmly."Good morning, Rishushu. How are the wares selling today?" she asked.Rishushu looked up, her usual bright smile in place. "Good morning, Azrelle! Everything’s been moving well. In fact, your supplies are nearly sold out. Almost everything has found a home!"Azrelle allowed herself a small, satisfied smile.The news was encouraging; her work was reaching people, and the market was responding well.Azrelle nodded, grateful for the familiar face. She lowered her voice slightly to discuss her purpose. "I wanted to ask, do you know anything about a botanist named Fufucha? My friend B’ardwyn mentioned her as someone to speak with at the guild."Rishushu shook her head apologetically. "I’m afraid I don’t, my dear. The guild-master isn’t someone who comes through the market often, and I’ve not had the pleasure of meeting her."Azrelle thanked her anyway and bidded a warm goodbye to Rishushu, offering a small nod of thanks for the update on her wares.Azrelle wandered through the market square, pausing at various stalls to inspect the products of other vendors.Fresh herbs, crafted potions, and woven goods caught her attention, each display a small testament to the talent and care of Gridania’s residents.She listened briefly to conversations, noting prices, trends, and the occasional whispered rumor. Every detail could be useful, even if only to better understand the flow of trade in the city, which was not much different from the Ul'dah markets, minus the brutes arguing over price gouging.After surveying the market, she retrieved her map, tracing a route with her finger until she located the Greatloam Growery, headquarters of the Botanist’s Guild.With a purposeful stride, she left the market behind and followed the map’s directions through the winding streets eventually emerging at the edge of the Black Shroud, where the guild’s building stood proudly amidst carefully tended greenery.The small wooden structure was adorned with intricate leaf carvings, and sunlight filtering through the surrounding trees cast shifting patterns across its walls.Azrelle paused for a moment, taking in the sight. The area was lush with flora. Herbs, flowers, and carefully tended greenery spilling from planters and raised beds was a pleasant sight.From a distance, the earthy, fragrant scent of the plants drifted on the breeze, mingling with the fresh air of the Black Shroud.A quiet sense of anticipation settled over her as she adjusted her pack.Nervousness tugged at her chest.Meeting someone new, even through a friend’s recommendation, always left her uneasy. She did not wish to speak wrongly or leave a poor impression, especially when B’ardwyn’s name was tied to the introduction.Every step toward the guild’s entrance carried a weight she could feel in her shoulders, and she took a slow, steadying breath, willing herself to project calm and courtesy despite the fluttering in her stomach.Pushing open the guild’s door, she stepped into a sunlit greenhouse filled with rows of herbs, medicinal plants, and flowers native to the Black Shroud.The scent of damp earth and fresh growth was strong and grounding. At the far end, a figure moved among the plants, hands stained with soil as she inspected each specimen carefully.Clearing her throat politely, Azrelle spoke. "Excuse me… I’m looking for Fufucha. My friend B’ardwyn mentioned you might be able to help me with some questions about local flora in the Twelveswood.”The woman paused, turning with a sharp but welcoming gaze.Her hair parted and braided neatly, and she exuded the quiet authority of someone deeply connected to her craft.“Ah, you must be Azrelle. B’ardwyn mentioned someone would be coming by. Welcome to the Botanist’s Guild here in Gridania. How can I assist you?"Azrelle stepped further into the greenhouse, taking care not to brush against the delicate herbs and flowers that grew along the paths."Thank you for seeing me. I was hoping to find ingredients to aid in an alchemy project I have tasked myself with as of late.” Azrelle explains without giving too much details.Her tone was polite and measured, revealing only that she sought materials for a project, nothing about the rare aether-infused flora she truly desired.Her eyes flicked briefly across the greenhouse, noting the unusual plants without giving away her interest.Fufucha, the guild-master, watched Azrelle carefully. Though courteous, her expression carried a guarded edge, betraying her reluctance to share anything beyond what a newcomer might reasonably request."I see. The Guild takes care in granting access to its resources. Certain plants, particularly the rarer varieties, are not openly available to those who have yet to register or demonstrate their abilities."Fufucha’s gaze swept over Azrelle thoughtfully, assessing her demeanor. "Before you may request more specialized materials, it would be prudent to register with the Guild. Complete a few introductory tasks first, and prove your skill and dedication. Once that is done, access to more sensitive knowledge and specimens may be considered."Azrelle nodded, hiding any flicker of disappointment. She expected this.Trust with the Guild had to be earned."Of course. I am happy to complete whatever tasks you feel appropriate." Azrelle says.Fufucha gave a small, approving nod and gestured toward a table where a list of initial assignments rested alongside herb pouches and basic tools. "Very well. Begin with these. Complete them carefully, and we can discuss further opportunities once your abilities are demonstrated."Azrelle approached the table, her mind already planning how she would tackle each task.Though her true goal remained her secret, she understood that patience, diligence, and careful observation were the key to eventually gaining access to the rarer knowledge the Guild guarded.Azrelle picked up a small book resting on the table, noting a gathering Leve for the East Shroud.She remembered the route from B’ardwyn’s guide, passing through the Hawthorne Hut, and thought it would make a practical starting point for her tasks.Closing the book with care, she approached Fufucha. “Thank you for your time. I’ll begin with these tasks and return once they are completed."Fufucha inclined her head with a small smile. "Very well. Before you head out, you may wish to stop by a friend of mine’s stall. They have the proper gathering tools and gear you’ll need for your assignment. It would be wise to prepare before venturing into the Shroud."Azrelle nodded, committing the advice to memory.With her route and task in mind, she set off toward the market district again, ready to obtain the necessary gear and begin her first step in proving herself to the Botanist’s Guild.The morning sun filtered through the trees, dappling the streets of Gridania as she moved, her mind focused on the work ahead, and the subtle secrets she hoped to uncover along the way.New clothes would not be a bad thing she thought.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume Two ---

• Castrum Meridianum (Part 1)
• Castrum Meridianum (Part 2)
• Respite in Mor Dhona
• The Long Way Around
• Into Pirate Hands
• Echoes of Blood and Loss
• Bridging Distances
• Exploring Limsa
• The Next Move
• Tangled Clues
• Beneath the Drowned City
• The Quiet After
• Reflections & Remedies
• To Be A Botanist
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 1)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 2)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 3)
• The Florette Athenaeum
• Wise Information
• Written In The Runes

The East Shroud Leve Fiasco
--- Part One ---

After gathering her new clothing and gear, Azrelle returned to the inn for the evening, allowing herself a quiet night to rest before embarking on the journey ahead. She also purchased a small book detailing local wildlife and beast that may be in the woods around her Leve area.If she could locate a good source of aether infused or enhanced bone, the ingredients of flora would be minimal now.The following morning, she set out for the East Shroud, renting a chocobo for swifter travel. Using her usual sneak oils and invisible powders to not be bothered by the local feral beast.The familiar clatter of hooves and the rhythmic swish of trees passing by gave her a sense of focus as she followed B’ardwyn’s guide from the last time she was through the area.Eventually arriving safely at Hawthorne Hut.With the Leve map in hand, she initially followed the marked route, but her curiosity soon led her astray.She noticed a sylph in the distance.The small, luminescent creature moving through the misty underbrush was enjoying a stroll and Azrelle thought they might know of local flora given they lived in the woods.She began to guide her chocobo toward small flying critter. Hoping for guidance, but the dense foliage and twisting paths soon confused her and she could no longer see the sylph. She realized she had become lost, the surroundings unfamiliar despite being on the map.Heavy rain began to fall, drumming against her cloak and the canopy of trees. Seeking shelter, she guided her chocobo beneath a large, overhanging branch that offered some protection from the storm. The earthy scent of damp soil and leaves mingled with the faint aetheric hum she had felt earlier.Azrelle sighed. "Surely it must not rain 'everyday' here in the Shroud..." she thought to herself.Gradually, the rainfall lessened and finally stopped, leaving the forest damp but eerily quiet.Azrelle exhaled slowly. "Finally… Now to find this Leve… I hope this is the right area…"She reached into her side bag and pulled out the parchment, scanning it carefully while keeping her eyes on the surroundings.Looking up, she spotted the morbols in the distance, moving near the Sylphs that fluttered among the trees.Something about these Sylphs felt different from the ones she had met before.She recalled B’ardwyn mentioning that there were “good” and “bad” Sylphs, and a thought struck her: perhaps the more dangerous Sylphs, tempered by Levin’s influence, would contain higher aether concentrations suitable for extraction.She adjusted her stance, noting that the rain had washed away her sneak oil, leaving her with only one chance to coax a Sylph closer without alarming the others. Before she could move further, a large morbol suddenly emerged from the underbrush. Its grotesque form and guttural roar startled her.Her rented chocobo reacted immediately, letting out a loud, alarmed cry and charging toward the beast in full attack.She shouted after the chocobo and began running after it, boots slipping slightly on the rain-slick earth.Panic surged through her as she reached for the reins, grappling with the bird in a desperate attempt to pull it away from the massive creature.This was not safe. Not safe for either of them."What is wrong with you!! This thing will kill us!” Azrelle screamed.The chocobo screeched in pain as the morbol lashed out, its vines striking true. Feathers scattered across the clearing as the bird stumbled, injured and frightened.The morbol's attention shifted then, its many eyes fixing upon Azrelle. A low, wet growl bubbled from its maw as it reared back.With a sudden, violent exhalation, the beast unleashed its Bad Breath, a foul, noxious cloud rolling toward her in a choking wave. Azrelle barely had time to gasp before the miasma engulfed her. Her vision blurred, her limbs grew weak, and the forest seemed to spin around her.The world faded to darkness as she collapsed onto the damp forest floor, unconscious beneath the towering morbol.The chocobo runs away in the direction of Gridania.Jinrou lumbered through the forests of the East Shroud looking for beasts that would be a worthy hunt for food as well as something that he could test his new weapon against.As he made his way, he was careful to avoid stepping on branches and sticks so as not to give himself away before he was ready.He was currently on the track of some large beast that appeared to have snakelike limbs that left multiple grooves in the ground rather than the typical footprint that many beasts left behind.As he got nearer to his quarry, the forest opened into a decently sized clearing that had an entire group of ugly tree-like beasts that sported very large maws full of razor teeth and odd wiggling growths all over their heads. Their viney appendages they used to move indicated that these were the creatures he’d been tracking.From what he could see, they didn’t appear to have eyes.Before he could continue his pursuit, Jinrou spotted as a small entered the clearing with one of those horse birds. He quickly ducked behind a nearby tree to avoid being discovered by them.The last thing he needed now was for them to spot him only for them to run from in terror at the sight of him and trigger his predatory instinct to chase them down and eat them.Peeking around the trunk he eyed the woman as they mused aloud to themselves.From what he could tell they appeared to be on a hunt of their own although their quarry seemed to be the small flying and oddly violet colored plant creatures that roamed this part of the Shroud. Just as they were going in for their kill a larger tree creature made itself known.It was a bigger version of the creatures he’d been tracking; he assumed it to be an alpha or queen.To his surprise the horse bird fearlessly yet foolishly charged at the plant creature.He could hear the cat-person small yell after the dumb bird, and they themselves stupidly chased after it.As she tried to gain control over her steed the monster effortlessly injured the little angry bird before turning its attention to the woman. As much as Jinrou wanted to rush in to intervene he was worried that his appearance would cause the woman to run or smell of fear.His heroic attempt would be in vain if he inadvertently turned on her whilst trying to save her.The large creature looked to vomit on the poor woman before knocking her down with one of its many large vines. The useless horse bird panicked and made a run for it, leaving his indisposed rider behind. Some loyal steed it turned out to be... He thought grimy.Before the topiary nightmare could finish the job, Jinrou rushed forward Scythe raised up in both hands as he ran. Once close enough he swung downward as powerfully as he could muster and successfully severed the viney appendage that had reached for the prone body on the ground.Squaring up with the big beastly Jin wasn’t sure he could take on such a large creature on his own as well as keep the smaller ones at bay while protecting the woman at the same time.Deciding the odds was not in his favor. He quickly turned around and scooped the small from the ground to carefully cradle her in the crook of his arm and ran as fast as he could.Luckily for them the creatures while fast they could not keep up with him.Jinrou kept going and didn’t stop until he felt that the two of them were no longer in danger of the tree monsters. He sprinted into a large brambled area that was large enough for him to fit but not so for their pursuers.Slowly he came to a stop panting from the adrenaline and exertion. He looked around noting that this area also had treelike beings, but they appeared non-aggressive and ignored their presence in the area.Now safe, he sat down putting his scythe on the ground next to him as he tried to figure out what to do now.Looking down at the unconscious woman in his arms he cocked his head to the side and his flaming eyes burned a curious yellow. Now that they were safe, he had no idea what to do.He couldn’t just leave her alone in her present state and if he got too close to the settlements, they might see him which would cause a whole other host of problems for him.He figured all he could do at this point was to wait for her to come to and hope that she wouldn’t try to run or smell of fear when she saw her savior.The lingering sting of the morbol's attack finally fades from Azrelle's body, she can feel the grass, and the faint warmth of sunlight breaking through the trees, the paralyzing venom of the morbol's attack ran its course; only the dull ache and stiffness remain.She slowly regains her consciousness.She blinks and winces from the throbbing pain in her ears that is radiating from her head... "What... happened..." she wondered.She remembered running after the chocobo then darkness. She sighs heavily and moves her head and shoulders slightly, the stiffness from the paralyze attack still lingering in her joints some.She could sense a presence near her and worries if she moves too suddenly she may a creature ready to pounce at her already weakened self.She lays there.. quiet... waiting.. and listening.Jinrou’s ears twitch and perk up as he notices the woman begin to come to.He wondered if he should have placed them on the ground and retreated a little ways away to keep watch over them until they had awoken. Enough to make sure she was safe but far enough that he wouldn’t be within sight.Awkwardly he answered her groggy filled question his eyes shifting to white as anxiety took hold.He was fearful of her reaction to him; he didn’t want to eat nor harm her.“You were attacked by a big tree monster.” His gruff weary distorted voice entered her mind.“I was able to get you out before it could have you for dinner.” He said as he shifted her in his arms trying to make her comfortable as he possibly could against his scrawny bony body.“T.. thank you...” She utters softly as she regains more of her self awareness, she can sense an unfamiliar aether very near; it's cold and almost encases her, then she realizes why. The one who saved her is cradling her body.She opens her eyes, a soft gasp escaped her lips, but not in terror, but in pure, unfiltered curiosity.Her eyes traced every contour of the creature’s head, lingering on each unfamiliar feature. Though its presence did not unsettle her, an unexpected calm settled in, leaving her more inquisitive than afraid."Wh.. What are you..." she questions.She begins to wiggle about, ready to be rid of the arms that were holding her.Jinrou tensed in anticipation as he watched as her eyes opened to see his ghoulish face. When he didn’t scent fear from her, he quickly relaxed with a small huff of a sigh.He easily released her from his hold when she began to squirm in his grasp, clearly wanting to be free of him. While her wiggling tickled a darker more animalistic desire within him; he did not want to give her a reason to panic given she wasn’t showing signs of fear.He found her initial reaction to him rather curious and odd.Usually, the smalls would either try to fight him for coin or screech in terror and flee from the very sight of him.He was both relieved and curious that they were not afraid of him.Their question alone told him that she had not seen anything like him before. If she had then her reaction to him would of likely been different to the one she had.Jinrou wasn’t sure how to respond to her question... It was one he often received from the smalls that were more inquisitive than fearful of him.He knew it was only of unknown curiosity, but it was one he both dreaded and loathed.He didn’t like answering this question because if they knew what he was or how he came to be as he was then it usually led to their fear and hatred of him.“I am a...” He paused tapping the side of his snout trying to think of what a passable answer would be that she would accept that wouldn’t lead to more questions about what he was. “Monster.”It was his usual response to that question. Most of the smalls who asked seemed to doubt the legitimacy of his answer, but it wasn’t a lie.He both looked the part and regretfully acted the part during his lapses in his self-control that were mostly caused by others' response to gazing upon him.Still feeling a bit fatigued, after being released from the creature she lowers herself back to the ground near him, she places her hands on the ground to siphon aether back into her body to ward off the final affects of the morbol's attack."I'm sensing some hesitation.. " she says.Feeling a tad better she begins to stretch, her curiosity peaked by the creature. She makes herself more comfortable and rummages through her side bag that is still at her side through all the commotion.She moves slowly, her hands emerging from her bag with a small bottle. Her hands tremble slightly as she raises it to her mouth, gripping the cork with her teeth and spitting it out to the left.She then drinks the liquid within, the contents a healing tonic, taken in case she has suffered any injuries she isn’t yet aware of.Jinrou tilts his head in curiosity eyes burning a deep yellow as he observes as she absorbed the aether.To his gaze it looked as though she just touched the ground and then appeared to be rejuvenated. From what he could tell of her scent, she smelled like any other small would, but she had a little bit of an off scent that was slightly different to others.He could tell she wasn’t an earth elemental, so how was she able to heal in such a way?His interest was piqued when she began to rummage in her bag to retrieve a vial of unknown liquid and drink its contents. Not wanting to elaborate what he was he tried to move the conversation to her instead.“You are uninjured?” He asked warily before stating “Your horse bird fled... Going that way.” He pointed to the distance in the direction of Gridania."Ah, so it lived. That's good I suppose. I am unsure of what caused it to go attack the beast though. They are rather strange things aren't they?" She giggles softly and looks over herself for any wounds. "I do not feel hurt.. just a bit drained."She looks over the creature. "I hope you were not injured by saving me. If you need aid, I do have supplies and healing magic I can assist you with"Jinrou shook his big head ‘no’.“I am uninjured. I didn’t fight the big tree I just did enough to get to you and flee to safety.” He explained. Grabbing his weapon, he stood to his full towering height and looked about the area for any signs of dangerous beast that may be lurking about.He wanted to get back to his hunt but he didn’t want to leave the small woman alone to fend for herself.Especially since that big monster was about.“You should go back to the safety of the city.” He said not confident in her ability to survive the woods alone.“I can escort you part way, but I cannot take you all the way.” He offered willing to put his endeavor on hold to see to it she made it out of the Twelveswood unharmed.With him around it was unlikely that they would be attacked as he was one of the scariest things roaming around.She watches as the creature stands to his full height, massive and imposing."Curiouser.." She says as she stands herself, her thoughts racing as she finds herself wondering where this creature came from, does he live in the woods she questioned her inner thoughts."Could we wait a few mere moments longer...?" She fixes her attire and brushes off dirt and leaves before looking up to the creature."Do you live in these woods?" she questioned.He looks down at her his eye now their usual neutral pale blue color, and he nods allowing her the time she needed to collect herself before he escorted her to an area that he wouldn’t have to worry about her getting eaten.“I am not of this land but have been inhabiting these woods for a moon or two.” He answered.He sniffed at the air searching for any signs that there could be other smalls in the area.If there were he would do his best to avoid them. He didn’t want to lose control and end up eating them in front of her.

With as little as she knew of him, it was unlikely she would understand his nature and even if she would he had doubts she would want to be near something as dangerous as he was.“If we travel together, I have two requests.” He said before continuing “Do not run and control your fear.” It was of the utmost importance that she follows his request if she was to make it back to civilization again.Azrelle studied the large creature with measured calm, surprise flickering across her features but no true fear taking hold.The Twelveswood were known for spirits, elementals, and stranger things besides, yet a beast that spoke so plainly was new to her.“I’ll follow you,” she said at last, inclining her head. “You needn’t worry, I’m not frightened.” Her gaze shifted toward the trampled brush and broken earth behind them. “You found me alone, and that’s how I often travel.”She giggles lightly. “I simply forgot to check the weather... Darn sneak oils washed off before the mishap happened.” There was the faintest hint of a sigh, almost amused. “I simply hadn’t expected my chocobo to take it upon himself to charge a creature five times it's size.”She returned her attention to him, resolve steady in her eyes. “Still… I won’t turn away from someone who came to my aid. If you are worried of safety, I can apply my oils and powder to not be noticed.”Jinrou tilted his head eyes burning a bright yellow “Chocobo?” He said in slight confusion before realizing that she was talking about the large bird.“The Horsebirds are foolishly fearless.” He was more familiar with horses since they were the primary riding and working animals in the far East. They were more likely to flee danger if possible than to confront it.His head tilted further almost completely upside-down at the mention of hiding powders and oils.He didn’t fully understand what she was talking about as he’d never heard of them before. “They mask your scent?” He asked not understanding what she meant by not being noticed.“I prefer being able to smell you to know where you are.” As a canid he relied heavily on scent to locate and identify.Azrelle shook her head. “Sadly, I’ve yet to master a tonic that can mask a scent, other than general potpourri to make your house smell good." She paused, studying him more closely, realizing he might be unfamiliar with alchemical practices.“The oils I carry don’t mask smell,” she thinks of how to explain her wares. “They create a ward against the sounds I might make, like footsteps, heavy breathing, things that might stir the attention of a creature or someone I am trying to avoid.”She brushes her finger over a small vial tied to her belt. “The powders, blur perception in a sense. They make it harder to discern what I am. As if I were not there at all.”She looks the creature over, curious if he asked of scents for a reason; perhaps he has heighten senses, she wonders if her items would work on him. “Only those with exceptionally keen sight or hearing would notice.” she said.While he didn’t grasp how potions worked to have that sort of effect, he came to the conclusion that it must be similar to how some magic worked.He had many capabilities that were attributed to magic. It wasn’t unheard of for objects to have magical properties, so he figured it was much the same.His most keen sense was smell followed by hearing. Sight, however, was his weakest although he had a decently wide field of vision when looking at something in the distance.It was good for tracking movement but if closer to his body his skull created some blind spots that he needed to angle his head to see. He didn’t need to see prey to discern their location when his other senses more than made up for it.He wondered if her potions could or would render his senses useless.The idea was a rather frightening one with how he was often targeted by the wandering smalls called adventurers. They were the only ones dumb enough to try to make gil from his hide. If he couldn’t sense them then they could approach him unnoticed and maybe end him.Righting his head he tapped his snout as he thought about the possible implications of such concoctions. “What other things can your potions do?” He asked, “Do you make poisons too?” He was resistant to most but not all, and his last scrap with an adventurer had rendered him incapacitated.He’d been at their mercy and was lucky that they saw past the monster in him to see that he wasn’t just some dumb beast. He had actually made a friend out of the ordeal, but he knew that for every one that saw him for who he was there were hundreds of others that wanted his head on their wall.Azrelle hesitated for a moment.She had learned the art of poison early on, as most alchemists did within the guild, but the thought of such wares falling into the wrong hands had always unsettled her. It was why she worked so tirelessly to create wards against the many harmful substances that already existed.“I have. However, only when it was needed.” Her eyes lowered briefly, thoughts drifting to Muz and the anger that had once burned so fiercely within him, and how often such fury had led to dire outcomes.“I prefer to create defensive wares,” she continued quietly. “There are far too many things in this world that already do harm. I would rather not add to them, if I can help it.” She knew well that should the need ever arise, she possessed the knowledge to craft more dangerous concoctions, ones suited to whatever cause might demand them.“I see..” He said not sure he liked what potions were capable of. He knew of the ones that healed ails caused by the many creatures since he had used them long ago as a conscript.“I do not think these oils and powders will be necessary.” He wanted to be able to see hear and smell her should something go wrong he alone should be enough of a deterrent.Looking out into the small clearing before him, he saw a few wild boars as well as some living trees.The trees he knew were not aggressive and would steer clear of him so long as they were not provoked.The swine, however, would either run away or charge if they got too close. He didn’t like dealing with pigs, their squeals not only hurt his sensitive ears, but they also sounded like the screams of smalls.If he really had to, he could carry her to safety though he doubted she would allow it plus there was that wretched odor she was covered in that had gotten on him when he’d whisked her to safety.“Come let us get you the nearest settlement.” He spoke before making a small teasing jab “You need to bathe, and you should burn your garments. They smell like death.”Still somewhat out of sorts from the morbol’s attack, she agreed with him that leaving the area would be for the best.The lingering miasma clung stubbornly to her clothes and skin, yet her dulled senses failed to fully register it, perhaps not all of the effects had worn off just yet.She giggled softly at the creature’s suggestion, glancing down at her attire. “Burn them?” She said, a saddened note and a hint of annoyance creeping into her voice. “I just bought these…”She let out a quiet sigh, shoulders lifting in a small shrug. “But I suppose that would be for the best. I’d rather not deal with the hassle of cleaning them.”With that, she looked back to the creature, ready to follow and quietly suspecting that the stench must be far worse than she realized.A rumbling chuckle rose from his chest as he laughed “I do not think any amount of washing will remove that stench.”He held out a massive paw to allow her to walk at his side rather than behind him. With his size, his gait would be much larger, and if he couldn’t keep an eye on her, he may leave her behind. Similarly, he might walk into her if she were in front of him.Walking side by side while he controlled his pace to attempt to match hers was best.“If I may ask, why are you in the forest hunting alone little one?” He questioned wanting to converse as they moved. He had done so with the adventurer that bested him and found he’d enjoyed it.He didn't know if they would meet again or not but if they did it was good to make another ally in a world full of enemies. “It is not wise to hunt alone if you are not experienced.”Azrelle smiled up to him with a nod before moving to his side ready to follow his guide, similar to how she usually lets B'ardwyn lead.“I came in search of ingredients for a recipe I’ve been working on. I had hoped registering with the Botanists’ Guild would give me a head start.” She lets out a self-aware chuckle.“But, turns out a new recruit is just a new recruit. So I was tasked with learning the basics first. I was following the guide to the location for a Leve but I was distracted by my own curiosity and you know the rest...”As he moved along, he asked more questions “Hmm. Was the ingredient from one of those flying purple leaf smalls?” He was curious about what they would be looking for to lead them so deep into the woods. What was so important to behave so recklessly he wondered.It was good that she now realized her limitations but if he had not been there, her story would have come to an end.“You should bring another next time to keep watch on your back.. And maybe not bring a horsebird.” He didn't know if all the riding birds were as stupid as the one, she had brought but she couldn’t do as she wanted if they all behaved in such a way.He would suggest she bring a horse, but he had not seen any in his time exploring Eorzea. Though he still had much to see.Azrelle followed at his pace, walking at his side, briefly considering how best to phrase her next words. “There is one very specific item I’m searching for,” she began, “though it isn’t exactly an herb, or anything the guild would normally approve of someone gathering.”Her gaze wandered as they walked, scanning the woods on the off chance she might glimpse some sign of what she sought.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume Two ---

• Castrum Meridianum (Part 1)
• Castrum Meridianum (Part 2)
• Respite in Mor Dhona
• The Long Way Around
• Into Pirate Hands
• Echoes of Blood and Loss
• Bridging Distances
• Exploring Limsa
• The Next Move
• Tangled Clues
• Beneath the Drowned City
• The Quiet After
• Reflections & Remedies
• To Be A Botanist
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 1)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 2)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 3)
• The Florette Athenaeum
• Wise Information
• Written In The Runes

The East Shroud Leve Fiasco
--- Part Two ---

Having a companion was wise, she knew, though her stubborn nature would have preferred not to hire help until she confirmed whether the creature she sought truly lingered within these woods.“I’m looking for the bones of a creature that once carried living aether within it.” She paused, watching him for any sign of recognition or understanding.“It’s for research, I assure you. Purely alchemy. But I wasn’t certain how to explain that to someone in Gridania who might be unfamiliar with such work.” she says.“My plan was to investigate the woods first. If I could determine where such a creature tends to gather or roam, then later I could hire a hunter to track it down and harvest what remains.” Her voice stayed firm, though carefully measured.“I don’t intend to hunt it myself. I would be putting myself in considerable danger if I tried, and I’d rather leave such work to those experienced in it. I only need what remains of the creature once they’ve taken what they require.” She finished with a small, apologetic shrug. “It seemed the easiest and safest plan. And one that would benefit others as well, I suppose.”“It is not safe to track a large beast alone; even usually docile ones can become a danger if they feel threatened or if you encroach upon their territory.” He said disapproving of her logic. “A seasoned hunter could find the best candidates for what you seek.” As a hunter himself, he knew how to track many sorts of prey, even large ones. He’d even gotten scars on his face from them fighting back to survive.He usually came out the victor during his hunts. It was rare for him to give up ground, but he would if he was outmatched and was still in a clear state of mind. When he wasn’t fear of harm or death would not stop him from getting his quarry.“There are many large creatures in these woods, mostly plantlike boneless creatures like the one your bird attacked.” He tapped his snout as he tended to do while in thought. “Although there are big frogs deeper in these parts.”They were the only things that he could think of that had bones other than the occasional boar that lived long enough to grow to such a massive size.“Hm…” She murmured, her thoughts drifting back to the research she had done on creatures known to carry dense, living aether.After a short pause, her brow furrowed as possibilities turned over in her mind, and she spoke aloud, thinking through the problem.“Beasts spoken of in old texts.. often remnants of aetherial convergence... tend to linger where the land itself still holds strong aetherial properties… or where a great disaster once caused a severe aetheric disturbance.” She fell quiet for a moment, her expression turning more serious.“The only area I know of near these woods that fits such conditions is… forbidden to traverse.” Her gaze shifted ahead, thoughtful, already considering alternatives beyond the Shroud should it prove unsuitable.“I may need to look to lands farther out, if the forest offers no answers.” she says out loud in thought.“Would creatures that live close to a crystal work?” He inquired. The toads lived in an area alongside many purple leaf smalls. In his time exploring the Eastern part of the woods he saw the little ones give offerings to a sizable natural crystal.It reminded him of the ones many used for travel. Though he hadn’t a clue as to where that one lead if anywhere.He didn’t know where this supposed forbidden place was since he didn’t know the names of the locations he explored, and it wasn’t like he could just go up to any small and ask, nor did he have maps of the areas. He just followed his nose mostly constantly on the hunt to sate his hunger.While he was able to manipulate aether to use magic and even teleport he didn’t fully understand how it worked. All he did was will it to take shape usually in the form of ice and snow or weave illusions.If he had the right materials and time, he could also do more ritualistic forms of magic like blood pacts or possession.“To be frank,” she continued, “the ideal subject would be a beast that dwells near corrupted aether.” Her expression sombers slightly. “More often than not, such creatures are driven mad by its influence. Still, I’ve heard accounts of corrupted aether being purified.”She drew a slow breath, steadying her thoughts as she spoke. “That is why I seek out those specific beasts... to study their remains. If any lingering corruption can be cleansed, I believe I may be able to manipulate what remains into usable, artificial aether.” Her gaze lifted, earnest and focused.“Something that may be able to help those who struggle to wield aether on their own... Or in the very least... to help the after effects, or sickness that some folks tend to have after" she continued.“Hmmm.” He rubbed his chin in thought “I do not know if this crystal I have seen is corrupt but those small purple leaf creatures seem to worship it.”He continued “Those frogs I mentioned before live in areas with those purple smalls.” He kept walking ducking through brush and holding it aside for the woman to walk through. He did so to avoid aggressive boars nearby.He knew little and less about corrupted crystals, but he felt that perhaps he had been corrupted during his transformation. He hadn’t let anyone near enough to examine him for such but figured it was possible.Surely crystals were not the only way for something or someone to experience corruption. Both his flesh and mind had become twisted, he felt.“If you wish to see this crystal I would suggest having protection. The small purple ones do not take well to those who impede on their lands.” They had been no match for his icy powers or illusions, but their lightning did have a nasty sting. If they used it on a small, it could damage them much more.The forest grew quieter as they walked, the distant calls of the Shroud wildlife softened by the thick canopy of the trees overhead.The path ahead widened slightly, lantern light from Hawthorne Hut beginning to glow faintly through the trees.Azrelle listening to the creature speak of a crystal. Could he mean the aetherytes, she thought. “Is this crystal similar to the aetherytes in the towns...”Jinrou slowed his pace as they got closer to their destination or rather how far he was willing to take her.Her question gave him pause as he didn’t know the correct answer to her question. He had not used an aetheryte in a long time.“I am not certain..” He tapped his nose in thought. “It is not as large or decorative and it is not the same color.”He had not bothered to get too close to the crystal. The purple leafed ones had surrounded the area in larger numbers. He had not wanted to be swarmed by them by investigating the area so he had steered clear.Azrelle stopped for a moment to think. Her eyes widened as realization struck, a sudden gasp escaping her lips. “Oh no! I think I know of what you speak of.” Her mind raced, recalling the stories she had read of the Warrior of Light and Ramuh. That crystal... it had to be one of Levin’s summoning.She shivered slightly at the thought.If it were still in the Shroud then it would likely still pose a threat to the nearby creatures. “I do not think it wise for anyone to go near those. Not unless they are properly equipped… and prepared to deal with the consequences.” She offered a nervous smile toward the creature. “I would not think it safe for the likes of us.”Jinrou stopped at the mouth of the hallowed fallen tree they were traveling through. “Then this crystal is not the sort that you are looking for? It is the only one I have seen in the environment that is not in a small settlement.”He shrugged unsure if she would find what she was looking for in the forest. There were all manner of odd creatures he had seen throughout the Shroud.“This is as far as I am able go.” He turned to face Azrelle. “Keep going forward and you should find a trade route, bear East once at the road and that will lead you to a nearby settlement.”Azrelle nodded, her eyes scanning the familiar surroundings just outside Hawthrone Hut. Relief softened her features as she took a steadying breath.
“You must allow me to reward you,” she said warmly. She was both grateful and sincere. “for rescuing me… and for keeping me company all the way back to safety.” she continued.She hesitated for a moment, then added with a small, apologetic smile, “I do not have much on me at the moment, but I could return with something that would be pleasing to you.” She knew that had he not been nearby that her outcome would have turned out differently.Jinrou waved off the offer “There is no need for a reward.. I do not think that our paths will cross again.” He had saved her simply because it had been the right thing to do, not from expecting something in return. He chuckles “Just be careful if you plan to venture out into the woods again and make sure you have others accompany you.”With the vastness of the wood it was unlikely that they would meet again.Turning around, he intended to travel back into the recesses of the trees and foliage."Sayonara...” He began to bid them farewell before realizing he had not caught their name “I apologize I did not get your name.” He supposed it mattered little since he’d likely not see them again.“Right… I suppose in all the chaos, I forgot to properly introduce myself,” she said softly. “I am Azrelle.”A small pang of sadness tugged at her chest as she watched the creature begin to leave. She was still curious about him, about who or what he truly was, and a part of her wished their paths would cross again.She thought quickly. Surely a creature of his size must be a capable hunter.Perhaps, if not a reward, he might be interested in helping her further. She still needed large bones with living aether to harvest, and the idea of his strength aiding her work sparked a sudden boldness.Before she could second-guess herself, the words slipped out. “I… I could hire you to hunt for me. If that would be of any interest,” she blurted, her voice a mix of hesitation and determination. She looked toward him, unsure how he would take the offer, but she was unwilling to let the opportunity pass."I could even supply you with equipment or alchemy wares to aid you" she added.Jin stopped his advance to turn back towards her his interest piqued “You wish to hire me to hunt?”He was curious as to why she would want to employ a monster rather than people who lived in the Shroud. Surely there were many capable hunters to be found living within the woods.He was hunting in the woods anyway, so it wouldn’t be out of his way to do so, but dealing with others would be easier for her.“What have you to offer as payment? I cannot venture into settlements therefore I have no need for Gil” he asked.Other questions came to his mind like how they would meet or keep even in contact. It wasn’t like he could simply waltz into a settlement or town to exchange what he brought back. He didn’t think she would have anything to offer that would be of value to him.Azrelle, still piecing together fragments of the world after her memory loss, sensed that perhaps he too was unfamiliar with certain aspects of civilization. She paused thoughtfully.“Hiring others to hunt or perform specific tasks can be tricky,” she said quietly. “Many would ask questions I’d rather not answer to ensure my recipes and projects stay out of the public eye.”She dug into her backpack and produced a small, round device.“For now, I could offer you this,” she said, holding it out. “It’s called a linkpearl. Many folks use this to communicate back and forth without the need to be in the same place together.”She gave a small, uncertain smile. “I’m still not entirely sure how they work, but they’re quite handy…and often faster than Moogle mail.”Not knowing fully what magic or lifestyle the creature has, she thought if he were an honest soul he may benefit from her veil draughts to see sights he may normally be unable to.“I would not require you to put yourself in harms way by going into a town, I would gladly meet you somewhere.” she says.He didn’t have much in the way of questions when it came to what she wanted to do with the things he brought back to her.They likely would not have any effect on him unless she was discovered to be working with him. It would put her safety at risk not necessarily because it was illegal, but because of how he looked.He had been hunted on multiple occasions before which had ended many adventurers' adventures.He wondered if what she was doing was out of bounds of the law if she was more willing to hire him than others of her kind. The only questions that he cared to have answered were how she intended to pay him and where they would meet.He was a bit reluctant to give out information pertaining to where he was currently staying.He did not know them well enough to have trust, and he did not want an army of smalls coming for him with their torches and pointy weapons.He knew he could take on a small army of smalls; he had done so plenty of times in his past. It always ended with a bloody battlefield without a mote trace of bodies because he had consumed them bone and all.Reaching out, he took the small pearl like stone and held it up to examine it. He had heard and seen smalls use them before, and he was aware of what they were from his time before his change. He just had never used them personally.When he was a conscript, only leaders of units allowed communication devices most of the time.“We will need to agree on a meeting place.” He tried to think of an acceptable location. It would need to be somewhere he could go first and foremost, and it would need to be somewhere that he could not easily be surrounded if this small decided to betray him.He would rather not have to leave the shroud because he misplaced his trust. “There is also need for payment.” He would want at least half beforehand just in case.“I am open to different forms of payment aside from Gil,” she said gently.She paused to think.He may not need Gil since he does not go into settlements, but that did not mean he would not value from items of those said settlements, she thought.Azrelle’s brow furrowed as she considered the question. What would a creature like him actually need?Armor seemed unlikely, give his body looked like it was built for survival. Would he possess any magic skills that could provide him protection she thought.Tools… perhaps, if they could aid in hunting or gathering. Supplies might be useful, though what exactly could one carry in the woods without a backpack was uncertain to her.Perhaps he could use a backpack, she hadn't noticed anything he was carrying before this time. She thought of possibilities.Small, portable items like knives or sharpened stones for self-defense. Rope for climbing or securing prey, perhaps even rare herbs or salves to treat wounds would benefit him should he become injured.Simple comforts might also be appreciated, things she often took for granted, like warm cloaks or preserved food.Would he even wear much clothing, she thought.Her mind wandered further, imagining the practicalities of life in the forest. Water pouches, a sturdy blanket, a means of lighting fires safely. Anything that could make surviving in the wild easier.She overthought for a moment too long. She thought she should maybe wait for him to decide on what he may accept for payment.“I could provide you with items from the local towns I travel to,” she said out loud. “Armor, tools, or supplies you may be in need of.”Jinrou let out a loud bark of laughter at the suggestions she made she apparently hadn’t considered his size. He would need custom sized armor and tools that would cost a literal fortune to make.He did not have the kind of Gil to afford such things and from the looks of her she could not either.“I do not think armor or tools from those settlements would come in my size.” he says.

His eyes burned yellow with his mirth. He could shrink his size to a more appropriate one to use such things, but he could not maintain being that small forever. It took too much energy from him to keep going, especially if he needed to use other abilities.Food was an option, but she would need to be providing him a feast each time he hunted for her.He missed the food from his homeland. He could go back as he was able to teleport there.Transforming hadn’t robbed him that capability but if he did it would frighten everyone and would end tragically for the smalls there. Plus he could not get back to Eorzea if he did either as he hadn’t attuned to any of the aetherytesWith his appearance, it was impossible for him to do so. It would take him weeks to get back to this continent like it had before.“Have you traveled to any of the other landmasses on the star?” He asked hopefully. She could get food from his home and bring it to him.Azrelle tilted her head slightly, wondering why he thought custom armor was not an option.Surely, she thought to herself, any size could be accommodated given the skill of a talented tailor.Perhaps, if asked, someone could craft clothing or armor large enough to suit even a creature of his stature.“Truly any talented crafter could adjust patterns to fit larger bodies. If you were in need, I could seek out someone”. she says.When he asked where she had traveled, she considered her limited journeys. She had only been to a few areas of Eorzea so far; Ul’dah, Gridania, and Ishgard, a few areas past those regions.However, she did know many merchants in the bustling Ul’dah markets. Perhaps he might be interested in something more exotic, rare items or supplies she could acquire from the merchants there.She smiled gently, realizing that with careful planning they may reach an agreement.“Sadly, I am still expanding on my travels. I haven't been far off from the edges of Eorzea as I hope. I was found in Thanalan, and lived in Ul'dah for a while before moving to Ishgard. I visit Gridania often as I sell limited alchemy wares in the market, as well as in Ul'dah.”He heaved a sigh in disappointment.He could not request specific items from places she had never been to before.Well, he could, but he wouldn’t know what to ask for would be more accurate.He did not know about those lands, so he didn’t know what to ask for.Even if he knew what to ask for, neither of them would be able to afford it.Something made cheaply for his size would not be of good quality and would need repair or replacement before long. He would want something that would last him and that meant good materials.“Clothing, armor tools and weapons to accommodate me would cost a fortune.” He explained.“Unless you are a secretly rich and disguising yourself as a common street urchin.” He said jokingly. “I miss the food of my homeland and would rather have that.”Food is usually the safest option. He never turned down a meal he didn’t have to pay for. Unless there was a yanxian food vendor in the settlements, he wasn’t going to get food from his home.While he did want to try new foods, he craved a sense of home.Doubted there was a yanxian foreigner that had a restaurant in this land much less a stall.He gave a small, exasperated sigh.“If only I had the freedom to walk freely in settlements again.” He said wistfully.She giggled softly at his offhand comment about being rich.“I am comfortable,” she said with a gentle smile, “and I have connections through vendors when seeking specific items at times.” If visiting settlements freely was something he truly desired,
Azrelle wondered whether her veil draughts might work on a creature like him.She had long since mastered the recipe for her own use, but now the thought of testing it on others in similar situations sparked her curiosity.Still, she knew very little about him, and that lack of knowledge gave her pause. She did not wish to experiment recklessly or reveal too much too soon, preferring to observe and understand first.She would need to learn more about him first. “Where would your homeland be, if I may ask”Jinrou wondered how much money afforded one to be considered ‘comfortable’.The last time he had lived in any kind of comfort or safety was when he was a pup.Before, the invaders had come and taken everything from him. His parents, his brother, his homeland, his sense of safety, his very sense of self and his old appearance.Because of them he had committed an act so vile that it corrupted twisted him into this grotesque form. They had robbed him of the ability to walk freely in this world. He wondered if it was a punishment from the kami for what he’d done.“I hail from the land of Yanxia across the sea to the far East.” He answered a bit wary to reveal too much information about himself.If Azrelle were to find out about his past, would she turn away from him or call for the local law to come get him?He wouldn’t blame her if she did so or became disgusted with him. He was disgusted by it.But... He had promised... Given his word, his honor.He could not have gone back even if he wanted to.Azrelle frowned slightly, realizing she was not directly familiar with the region.She had heard of Yanxia in passing, but had never traveled there herself.Curiosity tugged at her mind. She would need to learn more about its terrain, dangers, and how difficult it might be to venture there.She thought that if Jinrou missed items from his homeland and the journey proved manageable, she would enjoy the change of scenery and the opportunity to bring something back for him.“I am unfamiliar with the region,” she said with a gentle smile, “but I would not decline a chance to travel somewhere new if given the right motivation. My friends and I have taken quite a liking to exploring new places recently. If I were able to visit, what would you like me to bring back for you?”Jinrou gave it some thought.. What foods did he want most.. How much would she be able to bring back and was there a limit to how much he could ask.How fresh would the food be by the time it got back to him? His nigh endless hunger meant he could eat a literal boat load of food and still have a ravenous appetite.His resistances to most poisons meant he could eat rotten food without issue. He just would rather not.His homeland boasted many foods to choose from that it was hard to pick. “Udon, Dango, Sushi, Persimmon Pudding, Doman tea..” He hummed ticking off some of his favorites to eat.He had not had the pleasure of consuming them in years. “If I was able, I would give you and yours a tour of my homeland.” He said woefully missing the stalls and festivals of the summer months.If he was with them, he could show them the most beautiful and majestic places in Yanxia. The best restaurants, bathhouses, travel routes, and much more.Sadly with his current form he was not able to and it worried him since many of his old kin had taken to a life of banditry. Traveling about wasn’t safe even with Yanxia finally being liberated of the Garlean scum.Azrelle fell silent for a moment, considering the request. Would such foods endure the length of the journey without spoiling, she wondered.Through her travels she remembered a Thavnairian restaurant opening in Goblet, might there be establishments closer by that offered Yanxian-inspired fare? She wondered.The thought of offering one of her veil draughts briefly crossed her mind, yet she set it aside just as quickly.Jinrou was an unfamiliar being, and she could not be certain how such a concoction might affect one of his kind. Proper research would be required first, perhaps even the formulation of an entirely new recipe given his size."Hmm..." she said out loud. "How far is Yanxia from Gridania or Ishgard... would you know?While he was becoming familiar with the overall layout of the Shroud and had been to the land of snow to the North, he wasn’t familiar with the names of the settlements.When he came to Eorzea he had simply stowed away on a ship and ended up on this continent. He hadn’t actively sought to travel here, so he could have just as easily ended up on a different landmass.To say how long it would take exactly was difficult. Even if he had seen these settlements she spoke of, he did not know their name and he hadn’t a mind to ask the few smalls he had befriended in his time in this new land.“I know not these settlements...” He said before continuing, “Crossing the ocean had taken weeks.” That much he did know from his experience.Azrelle nodded.She would need time to research Yanxia then.She wondered if the main cities would offer airfare or would Limsa aid by ships. She knew B'ardwyn was in Limsa, she could easily reach out to him.“I see,” she replied with a small smile.She then gestured toward the linkpearl she had given to him.“Might I suggest allowing me a day or so to look into Yanxia properly? I would like to determine which route would be both the safest and most practical for me.”She tilted her head slightly. “If that would be acceptable to you, I can remain in contact through the linkpearl system and keep communication as I learn more.”At the mention of the object, he looked down at the small purple pearl in his hand before putting it into his ear as he had seen others do in the past. He did not know how much information she would get in such a short amount of time since he had no clue what types of resources she was privy to.From what he could tell, she didn’t know anything about his homeland.“You can ask me about my homeland.” He offered to her. He was fine divulging information so long as the questions weren’t too personal. He may not have all the answers she sought, but if it had anything to do with the terrain or places of interest, he could give her that at least.Azrelle paused, considering his offer before giving a small nod.Much of the world beyond the three great city-states remained unfamiliar to her. Yanxia in particular was little more than a name drawn from texts and passing mention. The prospect of traveling somewhere new was exciting… yet it stirred a faint, inexplicable unease in her chest.She could not say why the thought unsettled her. There were no memories to recall, no past experiences to draw upon. Only a quiet sense that distant places might hold answers she was not yet prepared to face.“In that case,” she said at last, her tone thoughtful despite the lingering tension beneath it. “It would help to know the names of the major settlements in Yanxia. Especially those known for producing the foods you seek.”Her gaze lifted briefly as she continued, cautious but resolute. “And whether there are ports or airship routes available that I might look into while planning the journey.”When she took him up on his offer and asked him something about his homeland, his eyes burned yellow with his joy. His tail wagged as he answered “Namai is the main settlement in Yanxia. It is not large enough nor near enough to the sea to have a port.”“It is known for its vast rice patty fields that feeds the populace of the area.” He explained its top export.“The Doman Enclave is a settlement that has a small port.” He rubbed his chin thinking of the different locations that he knew to be inhabited and weren’t in horrible condition because of the war.“I do not think there is a way for you to get to Yanxia directly. You would need to go through the large port city in the East called Kugane and make the trek from there.” He spoke “There are Falcon Porters you can use to fly directly to Namai.” He had gotten there on foot through sneaking about at night and even swimming.Azrelle fell quiet at the mention of a falcon porter.The word alone stirred a brief, burning sensation somewhere deep within her chest. A fleeting reaction. It felt as though she stood on the edge of a memory that refused to surface. Instead leaving only a hollow sense of almost.She shook it away; such sensations were not unfamiliar to her. They never yielded answers.She looked up to Jinrou after her distraction. “If Kugane has a port,” she said at last, her expression brightening as she brushed the feeling aside, “Then there must surely be a way of reaching it. I shall begin there, and see where it leads me.”She paused, thinking further.“And if all goes well... and I manage to reach N… Namai, was it?” She offered a faint, hopeful smile at her own hesitation hoping she pronounced it correctly. “Would there be a particular vendor I should seek out for the items you desire? Or … “ she paused thinking... “Would it be wiser for travel if I returned instead with the ingredients and left the preparation to you for the meals?”“Your best option to find all that I see made to order more easily in Kugane.” He stated “Namai is a small settlement named after an aquatic arrow headed plant. You may find the Dango, onigiri and persimmon pudding there since their raw materials come from there.” He clarified.“I can make the food with the right ingredients and tools however it would likely be more for you to carry.” He reasoned his logic “The ingredients may also spoil before you got back to me.”He didn’t know how long it would take to get back to him. He could make his favorite dishes and share with her and her companions.Azrelle considered his words carefully before nodding. “If Namai itself is unlikely to provide what we need, then Kugane it is.”She paused, thinking aloud. “Kugane is a major port you said.. with that comes private traders and porters who specialize in long-distance transport. I may be able to secure a courier equipped with ceruleum-cooled storage. With proper containers and packaging, the foods would return unspoiled.”A small, sincere smile touched her lips. “I usually travel with friends. Which makes gathering crates of supplies a far easier task. Should you require more than a few ingredients, they can assist me in transporting them safely.” she says hoping B'ardwyn would be up for a trip soon.She giggles softly to herself before returning back to her words. “It is the least I can do for you saving me from the morbol.”“Morbol so that is the name of the viney monsters.” Being foreign, he knew not the names of the territories, settlements, flora or fauna in this land. He just wandered the territories looking for creatures to feast upon and to see the sights. At least the ones he could given his situation.He then nods at her in understanding.He did not care for the idea that they would use the Garleans foul machinations to keep the food he wanted fresh, but there wasn’t much choice than to do so.“Then I shall wait for you to send me word of your return.” He knew it would probably take them days to prepare and secure passage and then it would take a few weeks for them to get to their destination.“I do not know where I will be when you contact me again so it may take time for me to return to this forest.” He likely would not leave the continent, but he may travel to a different biome in the time of their absence.She nodded in understanding. “Then please allow me a bit of time to research the proper routes and secure passage,” she said gently. “I will also need to speak with a few friends who may be willing to accompany me.”The thought of a new and distant land stirred a quiet excitement within her.
New customs, new flavors, new histories to uncover. Yet beneath that curiosity lingered a faint unease she could not explain. Unfamiliar places stirred strange feelings in her.Never knowing if someone would recognize her or she may uncover something she may remember.A small knot of nerves formed in her stomach, and she let out a slow breath, willing it to pass.She offered him a reassuring smile. “I would like to remain in contact through the linkpearl, if that is agreeable to you. That way, no matter where your travels take you, I can send word ahead of my return.”“Very well.” He said moving to depart but then stopped to turn their head back towards Azrelle.“If you visit Yanxia, do not wander outside settlements alone.” He warned knowing of the banditry his kin had taken on since abandoning their masters when Doma fell to the interlopers. They had no qualms killing unaware travelers for their wares

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume Two ---

• Castrum Meridianum (Part 1)
• Castrum Meridianum (Part 2)
• Respite in Mor Dhona
• The Long Way Around
• Into Pirate Hands
• Echoes of Blood and Loss
• Bridging Distances
• Exploring Limsa
• The Next Move
• Tangled Clues
• Beneath the Drowned City
• The Quiet After
• Reflections & Remedies
• To Be A Botanist
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 1)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 2)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 3)
• The Florette Athenaeum
• Wise Information
• Written In The Runes

The East Shroud Leve Fiasco
--- Part Three ---

She offered him a reassuring smile.“I would like to remain in contact through the linkpearl, if that is agreeable to you. That way, no matter where your travels take you, I can send word ahead of my return.” she says.“Very well.” He said moving to depart but then stopped to turn their head back towards Azrelle.“If you visit Yanxia, do not wander outside settlements alone.” He warned knowing of the banditry his kin had taken on since abandoning their masters when Doma fell to the interlopers.They had no qualms killing unaware travelers for their wares. Not to mention the dangerous beasts that roamed the land.“I will meet you and only you again when you are returned. Until we meet again Azrelle.” He bid her farewell. He didn’t know her companions nor trust them.If they were hostile or if they would accept him as she did. He was also worried if they would learn about his past while in his homeland.Perhaps not though the Garleans no longer held power, and likely many went into hiding or would flee. The locals, however, may have stories and folktales of his past.He could only hope that if she were to learn about him and his nature that she would not rescind her offer or hunt him down with her companions.Azrelle inclined her head in acknowledgment of his warning.“I will take care to remain within Kugane settlement. For now, I will begin there and see what the city holds before venturing further. She offered a small, thoughtful smile. “I will send word via linkpearl once I have secured what I need to return for you. I look forward to meeting you then.”Though the thought of exploring Yanxia tempted her curiosity. But with his warning, she pushed it aside for the moment.The unfamiliar lands would require preparation, and she was not yet certain of what she might encounter beyond the safety of Kugane.Azrelle gave a small, polite nod, her expression gentle yet resolute. “Until we meet again Jinrou,” she said, offering him a courteous farewell.With that, she turned and began her journey toward the Hawthorne Hut.Thoughts of Kugane and the journey ahead stirred quietly in her mind, a mix of anticipation and cautious planning accompanying her along the way.She knew she had much research to do ahead of speaking with B'ardwyn.Jinrou watched Azrelle until she cleared the large stump near the small monkey like critters making sure, they would not cause her harm as she passed them by.If he needed to, he would break cover to ensure that she would not come to harm. If he was spotted, he could easily outrun the smalls on all fours, but he would need to leave the wood and lay low.At least until it would be safe for him to return.After she had left his view he returned to his hunt looking for other creatures to hunt. The morbol while big did not look to be tasty so he would need to find something else.He prayed to the Kami that she and her companions would be safe on their journey.Maybe one day he could show her his homeland as she seemed interested to learn of it.Azrelle made her way back toward Gridania.The scent of the morbol still clinging faintly to her despite the hours that had passed. She decided that the moment she reached the city, she would bathe and wash away any lingering reminders of the encounter.That evening, she placed an order with the Botanist’s Guild for a set of new clothing to replace the garments ruined during her excursion.Satisfied that her needs were accounted for she spent the remaining of the evening at the inn.She settled into bed with a bottle of wine she had picked up from the market.The warm liquid and familiar surroundings offered a measure of comfort after the day’s unusual events.Once she got comfortable, her body finally succumbing to the fatigue of the day, Azrelle fell asleep quickly.She slept deeply. Hard.The exhaustion of the morbol attack still weighing down every muscle as the city quieted around her.

Current Life & Adventures
--- Volume Two ---

• Castrum Meridianum (Part 1)
• Castrum Meridianum (Part 2)
• Respite in Mor Dhona
• The Long Way Around
• Into Pirate Hands
• Echoes of Blood and Loss
• Bridging Distances
• Exploring Limsa
• The Next Move
• Tangled Clues
• Beneath the Drowned City
• The Quiet After
• Reflections & Remedies
• To Be A Botanist
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 1)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 2)
• The East Shroud Leve Fiasco (Part 3)
• The Florette Athenaeum
• Wise Information
• Written In The Runes

The Florette Athenaeum

Azrelle woke later than usual the next morning. Realizing how thoroughly the morbol’s attack had drained her.Even with a full night’s rest, a lingering heaviness remained in her limbs. She reached into her belongings and retrieved a small crystal. She carefully drew upon its stored aether.She sat leaned back in her chair letting the gentle current flow back into her body. The effect was not overwhelming, but it was enough to steady her and take the edge off the fatigue.After getting dressed she made her way into town and wandered through the markets at an unhurried pace.She browsed the stalls and spoke with a few vendors until she noticed a posted flyer that caught her attention.An advertisement for a library.The flyer read: The Florette Athenaeum
A library known for its mystery and allure, home to enchanted books and lush floral scenery. Situated at the center of the Lavender Beds, it served as a welcoming retreat for scholars, adventurers, and passing visitors alike. Guests could spend the afternoon studying or conversing in comfort, surrounded by the sweet aromas of the cafe and the gentle sound of live music performed by its whimsical bards.The description alone was enough to spark Azrelle’s excitement.A place of books, enchantments, and quiet study nestled among the Lavender Beds sounded too perfect to ignore.Without much hesitation, she cleared the remainder of her afternoon and headed out to locate the library.Her recent leve failure in East Shroud had tested the limits of her skill leaving her wearied in both body and spirit.Upon entering the library, thoughts of losing herself among tomes rather than tangled roots was an inviting remedy.She paused for a moment to take in the sights, her eyes scanning every corner of the current room she entered into.A young woman walked up to Azrelle, offering a slight bow in her direction. "Hello there, miss! Is there anything we can help you with currently?"Azrelle notices the young woman approach her. "Sorry to idle. I am not familiar with your venue."The young woman shook her head. "No need to apologize! Welcome in to Florette Athenaeum, miss! Is there anything you'll like to explore first of our establishment or would a brief explanation of what we have to offer be more welcomed?"Azrelle tilts her head slightly, curious of the services and the establishment history. "I think both sounds good, perhaps I could find a seat first?""Of course! Please feel free to sit wherever you like. I'll be there to explain our services to you once you've gotten comfortable." the young woman as she allows Azrelle to make herself at home in the establishment.Azrelle nods with a soft smile. "Thank you, I'll be just a moment."Azrelle makes herself comfortable at one of the nearby desk. The scent of the flowers drew her in.The young woman patiently waited for Azrelle to be seated, humming along to the tunes being played as she stood nearby.Another young woman noticing Azrelle's entrance to the library begins to approach where she is sitting.In a clear and melodious voice, she says to Azrelle. "Ah, hello miss! I hope you've been enjoying our library so far. Would you mind if I took a little bit of your time perhaps?"Azrelle offered the young woman a polite and measured smile. “’Tis early to say.. I have only just arrived and am still learning my way about this place. Still, if there is something I might assist with, I will gladly hear it.”"Ah, well I hope I'll be able to make your time just a bit more enjoyable perhaps..? You see, I'm an artist and work for this cafe. I was wondering if you'd like a portrait perhaps? It is part of the things we offer within the establishment, you see!" the young woman explained.Azrelle gave a small, almost self-conscious smile. She could feel her face get warm."A portrait.. of me? I dare say I never thought myself a subject for one... though I am curious of the intent?""The... Intent?" the young woman says with a confused expression."Well... There is a lot of things about this world that I do not know. Things that I simply do not remember. People I may have met who have fully escaped my mind. Art is a way for me to make it more... permanent. Like how putting words down onto paper makes them survive through the ages far longer." she says and clears her throat."What I'm trying to get at is that... I simply wish to create happy memories for people. A glimpse into the person they were that day, so that we can both remember it for longer."Azrelle regarded the artist with a gentle smile. Her fingers fidgeted lightly on her lap, tension still from her recent ordeal in the woods.A shiver ran through her shoulders, barely noticeable, and she lightly brushed her fingers through her hair to tuck behind her ears in a way to distract her nervousness.“That is a beautiful way to see your craft. I did not mean my words to sounds rude. I just have never been asked that before.” She paused, taking a slow, calming breath. “I must admit though, I am still unsettled from an encounter in the Shroud a day ago. I think I shall pass for now. However, I would very much like to see your work, if you have any available.”The young artist did not appear to be offended by Azrelle's words. In fact, she looked worried. "Oh, I'm so sorry to hear this miss! I know the shrouds can be dangerous when unprepared... I hope you'll find solace here at the very least."She began to look in her bag for a bit. "As for my work, well..." she said while fumbling through many pages before handing over a stack to Azrelle. "Here! I like to keep some of my drawings on myself at all times."Azrelle's lips curved into a small, amused smile as she accepted the stack of pages. She let out a soft giggle.She placed the pages carefully on the desk before her. Her fingers lightly holding onto the edges of the page to ensure she not ruin a part of them.“Ooh… that’s wonderful,” she murmured, eyes brightening slightly. “Would you mind if I sit here and look through them for a moment?” Her posture shifted subtly as she eased onto the chair, fingers brushing lightly over the top page. Her curiosity and delight seemed to gently push aside some tension."Not at all! And, if you find yourself some simple comfort, I know the cafe upstairs make truly delicious hot chocolate." The young woman says the last part in an almost conspiratorial tone, as if she was sharing a great secret to Azrelle.And with that she begin to walk away. Azrelle watched quietly as the young lady departed, slipping back to an unseen corner of the building. Once the area around was empty, she returned her attention to the stack of pages before her.Carefully lifting the top sheet, she let her fingers trace the lines and colors, her eyes softening as she studied the artist’s work. A faint smile tugged at her lips, and a gentle warmth of curiosity and appreciation spread through her.She remained seated in her usual reserved composure. There was a quiet delight in her gaze, a small, unspoken acknowledgment of the care and memory captured in each piece she browsed through.As she reached the last page, she blinked in mild surprise as she realized some time had quietly slipped by.She shifted slightly in her chair turning to observe the gentle bustle around the room. Her gaze wandered thoughtfully, and she wondered to herself if B’ardwyn may be familiar with the place given that he had spent his life in Gridania.The thought brought a small smile to her lips. She felt hopeful that with familiar company this new place may feel a little less foreign.After a moment, she carefully gathered up the pages and stood from her chair.Unaware of where the young artist is currently at, she felt it would be wise to return it to someone who may know of her. She scanned the room and noticed the gentleman who greeted her when she first arrived."Pardon me, but I would like to return these pages to the young artist that allowed me to sit with briefly." she explained to the gentleman. "Would you be able to return them to her for me?"The man smiled. "Ah, yes. Miss Eriene. I believe I can, yes ma'am."Azrelle hands the pages out to him and he takes possession of them."Is there anything else I can help you with today?" he asked.Azrelle smiled and nodded to the man. "If you could, please give my thanks. I very much appreciated her art work."He nodded with a warm smile. "I certainly shall. I do hope we see you again the next time we open."Azrelle offered a quick smile and half nod. "I shall not bother you much longer. Thank you.""You're welcome." the man said and began to walk away from her. He seemed to have found the young woman and returned the pages to her along with Azrelle's message.Azrelle hesitated for a moment. Glancing about the large room, she took notice of the books lining the wall. She though it would be worth a peek or two.After a while she moved along the shelves. Lightly brushing her fingers over the spines.She paused at a few volumes, flipping them open just enough to study the illustrations and diagrams, a quiet spark of curiosity brightening her eyes.She wondered if any of these books might hold clues about the strange creature she had met in the Shroud.His form lingered clearly in her memory. The bestial posture. The watchful eyes. The way he moved with quiet certainty through the undergrowth. Clawed hands. Powerful limbs. Features that marked him as neither wholly man nor beast.Yet despite his fearsome appearance, his manner had been measured, even protective.With so little memory of her life before waking in Eorzea she could not say whether she had ever encountered such a being before.There was no sense of familiarity to guide her.She held no fear in his presence.Instead, she had sensed something guarded about him. A closed door where thoughts and intentions should have been. There was a hint of darkness there, or perhaps simply sorrow.His aura was difficult to read and that uncertainty stayed with her.Although the creature had seemed kind, its sheer size could make it deadly if provoked.She scanned through a more rows of books, studying illustrations and notes, but found nothing that matched her memory.After a moment, she set the books back and moved on to another section.She felt a quiet thrill at the sheer number of books lining the walls. Impressed by the collection.She browsed carefully, but found nothing that offered clues about the topic of her interest.From across the room she could hear the greeter speaking about the cafe. She was beginning to feel a bit peckish, she thought a light snack before returning to the Inn in Gridania would be most welcome.She set aside her thoughts of the library for the moment and begin to search for the cafe.She made her way up the stairs.The sounds of the Athenaeum softening behind her as she climbed. She noticed more books lining the walls as she made her way about.The cafe was tucked away at the far end of the upper landing. Warm and inviting in contrast to the quiet rows of books below.As she approached, she noticed a woman standing behind the counter with her back turned.After a moment she noticed Azrelle and greeted her. "Hello, Welcome to Florette Athenaeum's Cafe!"Azrelle offered a quick smile and wave. "Hello""I apologize for the wait, what could I get you started with?" the woman asked.Azrelle hesitated for a moment. "I.. Uh.. am not sure. I have not been here before.""Haha no worries, here's a menu then. If you'd like a personal recommendation, I'm always happy to assist too." the woman says as she pulls out a menu from the side of the counter and hands it to Azrelle.Azrelle accepts the menu and steps aside to allow another to order.“Thank you, I will return in a mere moment." she tells the woman behind the counter.Azrelle began to look over the menu.As she read over the selections only a handful of the items were familiar to her. Many were described in broad, enticing terms rather than clear detail, which only deepened her curiosity.After the woman behind the counter finished assisting another customer, Azrelle stepped forward again and approached the counter. Menu still in hand, she prepared to ask a few questions about the unfamiliar offerings."Might I ask a few questions?" she asked the woman."Of course you can! What would you like to know?" she replied."What fruit would be in the fruit muffin? And.. uh... what is matcha?" Azrelle asked shyly.The young woman smiles wide at Azrelle's questions. "The fruit in the muffins can vary but I am able to bake all sorts such as Rolanberry muffins and Mirror apple muffins as well. As for Matcha, it's a type of green tea that has been processed into a much finer powder form different from typical green tea leaves. It has a much more earthy mild taste as well.."Azrelle usually delighted in trying new foods whenever she had the chance, but the memory of the morbol’s attack yesterday made her hesitant to experiment too much.She settled on a familiar treat, though her curiosity about the matcha drink tugged at her mind. The description of its earthy.Despite not having been particularly fond of earthy flavors in the past, Azrelle’s curiosity got the better of her. She wondered if this finely powdered green tea might prove different from what she had tried before."I think I'd like to try that matcha and an apple muffin then please." Azrelle said to the woman.The young woman nods in delight. "Great choices, I'll have that whipped up and ready for you take in just a moment then. I hope it meets your excited expectations too." she says happily.Azrelle found an empty table and took a seat while she waited.Her eyes were drawn upward to the intricate centerpiece hanging from the ceiling, delicate and enchanting.In the background, she could hear the soft strains of the bard’s music mingling with the quiet bustle of the cafe, including the movements of the young woman behind the counter.Curious about how her food would be prepared Azrelle leaned slightly forward watching with intent eyes.The young woman began by crushing the tea leaves into a fine powder. Then set them aside to heat the teapot. Hot water streamed through the strainer into the cup and Azrelle’s gaze followed every drop. Intrigued by the transformation of leaves into liquid.She watched as mint leaves were gently broken apart and added, then a few small lotus petals, each movement deliberate and precise.Two sugar cubes followed, stirred carefully into the blend.When the woman retrieved another tin and a handful of items Azrelle could not immediately identify. Her curiosity deepened. She observed the green powder falling into the cup. Careful whisking and the final additions.Each step done with meticulous care. Finally, the thick white cream was folded in and topped with whipped cream. Then the teacup was wiped perfectly clean at the base.The ingredients seemed almost too elaborate for her tastes. Yet she could not help but be fascinated. The precision, the artistry, the patience required.Azrelle watched intently as the young woman prepared her order.Every motion was precise, almost graceful, from selecting the muffin to arranging it on the decorated saucer with napkins and a polished fork.The scent of fresh baked goods and sweet treats filled the cafe, rising to meet Azrelle’s nose and drawing her attention even more keenly.She followed the woman’s every step. It was not simply serving food. It was a performance of skill and thoughtfulness. Each movement deliberate.Azrelle felt a small thrill of fascination at how ordinary ingredients could be transformed into something so visually appealing and inviting. Her own skills with cooking could never compare to this.Alchemy came naturally to her, precise and controlled, but the artistry of culinary creation was a world apart.While lost in her thoughts, Azrelle failed to notice the young woman approach.

While lost in her thoughts, Azrelle failed to notice the young woman approach."Hello there! I hope I haven't startled you. I apologize for the long wait.."She presents the order to Azrelle with a bright smile. "Here you are, and I do hope that you enjoy your order. If you need anything else, please don't hesitate to ring me down.""It was no trouble at all. The view up here is rather nice." Azrelle said with a soft smile. "Thank you.""It's my pleasure! Please enjoy again.." the young woman says before she turns around and makes her way back to her counter.Azrelle paused to admire the ornate plate beneath the muffin.Tracing its delicate pattern with her eyes as if appreciating the care taken in its presentation. Only then did she lift the cup of matcha, bringing it to her lips after first giving it a curious, cautious sniff.She sipped the tea, but her dislike for earthy flavors remained. Its bitterness and grassy notes were unpleasant to her taste.After a second attempt, she quietly set the cup aside, content to let the muffin remain the true highlight of her small meal.She broke into the muffin, it was still warm and lightly sweet, and familiar. Reminded her of ones she enjoys at a small venue back in Ishgard.Azrelle finishes the last of her muffin, leaving not a crumb behind on the small plate. She did not reach for the tea again, instead she carefully placed the cup upon the empty plate.With a small motion she brushed away any stray crumbs from the tabletop, restoring the space she occupied to its tidy order.Azrelle began to think of the less-than-stellar meals at the Gridania Inn. She decided it might be wise to take something with her for the evening.She did not remember the menu, but thought maybe the cafe may have a packaged meal or to-go items.She glanced around searching for the lady who had assisted her earlier.Azrelle notices the gentleman behind the counter, unsure if they are a worker or a customer."Sorry friend, Yu took off for the night. Can I help you get something?" the man says to Azrelle after noticing her at the counter."Ah. M.. Maybe. I was curious if there were any meals or pastries that I may bring back with me to Gridania. I don't fully remember the menu I had glanced over earlier." she informs him."Ahh I see, well I can suggest something but just in case here is the menu again and I am more than happy to help you make anything you would like." he says and hands her a menu.Azrelle accepts a new menu and smiles. "Thank you. "Azrelle glances over the menu quickly and picks out a few items that will likely hold up on her trip back to town."Yes.. Could I get two of the Hearty Sandwiches? And might I ask what berries are in the cheesecake? Are there options similar to the muffins?""Usually its a blueberry but we have a good selection of the local berries that I can change out for you if you like it." He smiled at Azrelle as he made a quick note on her order. "Do you have a preference?""Blueberry sounds lovely actually. Would it be rude of me to request that the items are packaged for safe travel back to Gridania. I have my backpack on my chocobo so I can store it if it can be wrapped perhaps?" she asked nervously.The man shook his head. "Not a problem at all, I have these lovely containers that we can put the cheesecakes into and the other food should be find in a good wrapping. Can I get you anything else?"Azrelle shakes her head lightly. "No, thank you, that will be plenty. Might I ask the cost, including my earlier items, I'm afraid the young lady had not charged me yet.""Ahh the cost is nothing so I think you were charged the correct amount. As for the rest there is also no charge so please take a seat or just wait there and I will get your food ready." he tells Azrelle.Azrelle tilts her head in confusion and walks away slowly.Azrelle eased back into her seat folding her hands neatly in her lap as she waited for her order.She thought of the half bottle of wine still resting at the Inn. Imagining how it might pair with her meal.Small indulgence to turn an ordinary evening into something quietly luxurious.A soft, almost shy giggle escaped her at the thought of the calm and comfort ahead. For once, a faint smile tugged at her lips. Tonight’s meal, simple though it might be, promised to rival anything the Inn had.Her attention wandered.She was drawn again to the intricate centerpiece hanging from the ceiling.While the soft strains of the bard’s music mingled in the background she allowed herself to be distracted by the calm.While her gaze followed the delicate patterns above, her mind focused on her next research project: Kugane.She tried to picture Kugane in her mind. She wondered if the region held more creatures similar Jinrou.She remembered his warning. She considered how cautious she would need to be.A small, uncertain worry tugged at her as she imagined sharing the full story with B’ardwyn.Perhaps it would be wiser to keep parts of the encounter to herself for now. Letting only what was necessary pass between them.Meanwhile, the gentleman had finished preparing her order. He approached her with packages in hand."Here you are miss, I really hope that you enjoy this." he said while placing them on the table top."Thank you. I believe I shall." Azrelle smiled and began to stand from her seat."Good, always a pleasure to serve, if you need anything else please do not hesitate to call on us, more than happy to help." the gentleman said.
Azrelle gathers the items, holding them firmly and began to leave.As she reached the counter where the gentleman had returned and was now standing behind Azrelle felt a quiet sense of responsibility.She reached into her pocket and withdrew a small white cloth pouch.She placed it carefully on the counter, close to the gentleman, insisting on leaving a token of thanks even though the cafe did not charge for the food. Her movements were calm and deliberate, her eyes reflecting a soft satisfaction in honoring her own sense of propriety."You are too kind miss, thank you, please do come again." the gentleman said as he collected the pouch.“You have a wonderful evening,” She flashed a bright smile before turning and making her way downstairs to ready herself to leave the establishment.She reached the door and secured her packaged items and stepped outside.She packed her chocobo and prepared to return to Gridania, looking forward to a quiet evening with her small meal.By the time Azrelle made it back to Gridania the sun had begun its gentle descent.She made her way to her room at the Inn and carefully unpacked the food she had brought from the café.Settling at her small table, she arranged the sandwiches and cheesecake. The aroma still fresh and inviting.Food was not truly a necessity for her. Her body could sustain itself through her siphoning of aether from the things around her or simply from crystals.Still, she enjoyed it at times. A small guilty pleasure and a way to replenish herself in a way her magic could not.As she ate, each bite was a quiet comfort after the day’s events. She let herself savor the flavors.Enjoying the simple pleasure of a meal prepared with care. Between bites her thoughts drifted back to Kugane. She tried to imagine the city. Its ports. And the journey ahead.The curiosity that had drawn her there tugged at her mind and was accompanied by a cautious excitement.She considered when and how to reach out to B’ardwyn about her encounter in the Shroud.Perhaps she would tell him parts of the story in truth. Keeping the details of Jinrou to herself for now.A faint smile tugged at her lips as she leaned back slightly.Finishing her meal while letting the warmth of the room and the comfort of the simple food settle over her.The faint scent of her half-finished bottle of wine mingled with the bread and sweet pastry adding a gentle richness to the moment.Tonight, she allowed herself a quiet moment of reflection.Curiosity and calm anticipation for the adventures yet to come.