With the bright sun high overhead, Adeya Evenar wanders through the Limsa Lominsan markets, with no real destination in mind other than taking a brief respite from staring at books and documents until her eyes go cross. Pausing for a moment to glance at the wares of a hyur peddling clothes in a distinctly Ul’dahn style, she was about to move on when a poster tacked to a nearby stall caught her eye. Frowning slightly, her eyes run over the first few words—then she reaches up and snatches the parchment down, tearing it slightly in her haste. Barely even noticing this, she quickly begins to skim, her hands tightening on the paper with each line.
“What,†she finally says in a flat voice, her dark eyes narrowing as she stares at the badly done picture. Returning to the top of the paper, she slowly begins to reread it, as she was certain that she had missed something. But no; the words didn’t change. They definitely spelled out Wanderer’s Palace…
Adeya shakes her head as she crushes the paper in her hand, her expression torn between exasperation and disbelief. This sounded like a prank, more than anything else… yet she couldn’t afford to just ignore it either. The Wanderer’s Palace was important to her, both for its historical value and its prominence in her ongoing research. If there was something truly going on there then she would have to be there too, if only to make sure things didn’t get out of hand (or ruin anything she might need to study later).
A short time later, Adeya rode into view of Camp Bronze Lake. She had made good time, as both she and her blue-feathered chocobo had made this trip many, many times before, and were quite familiar with the area. Outside of the camp, she dismounts.
“Stay here Zephyr,†she says quietly to the bird, giving it a quick pat on the beak before heading towards where this “concert†was supposed to be taking place. As she walked, she was alert for any sign of other people, preferably ones who had come here for the same reason she had. After all, someone here would have to know more about what was going on. Right?
