A tired and exhausted Midlander was only just waking up from a bench nap at the Octant, somehow unaware of the conversation that had just recently taken place. As he erected himself in front of the bench, yawning loudly and without opening his eyes, he opens up and looks at his watch. It's mid-day, and there are great score of men and women in the streets.
"Well then, I think I'll be off to the sea. It's rather about time that I do something exciting today -- now what is this?" Richter had now just noticed a flyer that had been swept to his feet by the rushing traffic of the day crowd, and by the sea breeze that put Limsa into motion. As he picked the flyer up and read the contents, an interesting thought came to his mind. "Well, if this guild is to be populated with crafters of many a trade, then they could use materials. Indeed, this is good service for me!"
Richter decided that it would be best to head down to the Drowning Wench to get a drink and see if the proprietor of this fashionable venture would be present today. "It's only reasonable that they would head down there; on the other hand, there are various other bars and watering holes in the selection, so it may take a bit of traveling to contact them." Richter, flyer in hand, began to make an excited jog down to the famed bar in the hope of finding a job for this fine establishment. He could only expect to see someone.
"Well then, I think I'll be off to the sea. It's rather about time that I do something exciting today -- now what is this?" Richter had now just noticed a flyer that had been swept to his feet by the rushing traffic of the day crowd, and by the sea breeze that put Limsa into motion. As he picked the flyer up and read the contents, an interesting thought came to his mind. "Well, if this guild is to be populated with crafters of many a trade, then they could use materials. Indeed, this is good service for me!"
Richter decided that it would be best to head down to the Drowning Wench to get a drink and see if the proprietor of this fashionable venture would be present today. "It's only reasonable that they would head down there; on the other hand, there are various other bars and watering holes in the selection, so it may take a bit of traveling to contact them." Richter, flyer in hand, began to make an excited jog down to the famed bar in the hope of finding a job for this fine establishment. He could only expect to see someone.
