It had been some time since Muijh had been to the famed marine city of Limsa Lominsa. After all, it was always so confusing for her to navigate, so it was far from her favorite place to go. Nevertheless, she felt it only appropriate to revisit the layered city. She loved its people, after all, and the ones that seemed the least trustworthy were always the ones to pay more generously for her help. She had only just left the house of an injured sailor in vital need of healing hands, and was walking back to the Drowning Wench to pay for a room at the inn. As Muijh walked, she happily bounced the heavy coinpurse given to her.
