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Ul'dah - Night - Hihijewa Spire
The lights flicker as Hihisa Hisa, daughter of the illustrious Hihijewa Cacajewa of the East Aldenard Distribution Inc., looked out over the Ul’dahian cityscape. On her desk lies reports sent to her family’s advocates and managers, distributed to all of her father’s kin as to keep the family appraised of the health of their businesses, hence their inherences. As she lazily skimmed through the papers, her emerald eyes froze on a particular section of a report focused on the family’s oceangoing holdings in La Noscea. “I see. I see. Those poor common folk, always so vulgar.†Her eyes shifted to a highlighted paper and her face turned into a frown, “Those brutish thugs, we’re having a party in a few suns.†Hisa fumed over a report detailing the recent actions of a ship named the Night Plunder and their ridiculous demands. Hihisa froze and a evil smile spread across her chin, “Although, it would make good practice.†She stepped down and signaled.Â
A figure drops down from the ceiling, “Your orders, Mistress.â€Â
The figure looked up at Hisa with violet eyes, a white face rimed by black scales and dark-blue hair. Hisa glanced at her servant, “I have a task for you.†She tossed the report deftly and it floated down in front of her servant, upside down. The servant quickly turned it around and glanced at the contents. Hihisa spoke, “A pack of thugs have imposed themselves on the waterfront of Costa Sol, where some of my friends are planning a celebration. It is a eyesore; however, they are most likely violent.†The servant nods in silence as Hihisa continues, “I want you to get rid of them, I care not the means.†Hihisa turned back to the papers and with that, the servant was gone. Â
“Keep a eye on her, report back if anything goes awry.†A crackle followed by the beat of wings could be heard as the magicked-concealed entity flaps out of the room.
The lights flicker as Hihisa Hisa, daughter of the illustrious Hihijewa Cacajewa of the East Aldenard Distribution Inc., looked out over the Ul’dahian cityscape. On her desk lies reports sent to her family’s advocates and managers, distributed to all of her father’s kin as to keep the family appraised of the health of their businesses, hence their inherences. As she lazily skimmed through the papers, her emerald eyes froze on a particular section of a report focused on the family’s oceangoing holdings in La Noscea. “I see. I see. Those poor common folk, always so vulgar.†Her eyes shifted to a highlighted paper and her face turned into a frown, “Those brutish thugs, we’re having a party in a few suns.†Hisa fumed over a report detailing the recent actions of a ship named the Night Plunder and their ridiculous demands. Hihisa froze and a evil smile spread across her chin, “Although, it would make good practice.†She stepped down and signaled.Â
A figure drops down from the ceiling, “Your orders, Mistress.â€Â
The figure looked up at Hisa with violet eyes, a white face rimed by black scales and dark-blue hair. Hisa glanced at her servant, “I have a task for you.†She tossed the report deftly and it floated down in front of her servant, upside down. The servant quickly turned it around and glanced at the contents. Hihisa spoke, “A pack of thugs have imposed themselves on the waterfront of Costa Sol, where some of my friends are planning a celebration. It is a eyesore; however, they are most likely violent.†The servant nods in silence as Hihisa continues, “I want you to get rid of them, I care not the means.†Hihisa turned back to the papers and with that, the servant was gone. Â
“Keep a eye on her, report back if anything goes awry.†A crackle followed by the beat of wings could be heard as the magicked-concealed entity flaps out of the room.