Floral Faith newspaper #9 | Page 20

The city of Ul’dah has always made for a tremendous sight, "A jewel in the desert" as they call it. Merchants and vendors from all over Eorzea flock to the city to sell their products. Besides those interested in wealth, this city has also attracted those interested in research and progress, the alchemists’ guild being one such group.

As we arrive in Ul’dah we do not dally for a single moment. While my sidekick and I are on duty we shall not be distracted by the sights around us. And so it was until we eventually stood in front of the door to the alchemists’ guild.

The door before us opens and the stench of various brews engulfs my senses. The members of the guild are scurrying around, carefully noting every change to their brews and calculating the next step with precision. We approach the guild’s leader, Severian and as per usual, I take the lead in the conversation. “Excuse us, Sir Severian, was it not?” “Ah. What has the wind blown into my guild today? New recruits perhaps?” Severian replies.