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A stack of leve plates clinked at they were placed onto the levemete’s table. He made a nice-looking smile. “I would like to collect my payment for these. You’ll find all have been addressed appropriately.†The air in Mor Dhona felt heavy. Thick. As if he were walking through a film or through water. But it was distance from the other cities. And it wasn’t as cold as Coerthas would have been. If anything, the aetherial gloam was at least keeping him together.
What had started out as a trip outside of Ul’dah had become a temporary relocation to Revenant’s Toll. There was no shortage of work to be found around the settlement. And there were plenty of people willing to pay the “adventurer†plenty of gil to do their chores. Franz found it easier to simply say he was a travelling adventurer in the land. Fewer questions.
With a new collection of leves in his hands, he walked out of the settlement towards Silvertear Lake. He was cautious not to stare at the magitek scraps of fallen airships along the way. There was work to be done. Or rather, time to waste. The leves were simply the easiest way to pass it.
