@catte-bard Has been found by Tertius!
‘The Drowning Wench’, what a name for a bar. Tertius had thought for certain even the savages must have been jesting when first he heard it. But no, that was in fact the actual name of the place one might go in Limsa both to get a drink, and pick up an odd job or three.
His Radiance help them all.
He took a long drink of the watered down ale he had in front of him, and reviewed the job listing he’d accepted. There hadn’t been many others vying for it: a fact he highly suspected might have had no small amount to do with the grand majority of them being unable to read it to begin with.
From deep within his concentration, a drifting sound nudged at his attention. A softly hummed tune, and one he knew well--tho he had little expected to hear it here. He looked up, rolling away the listing to peruse later as he searched for the source of the song. Ah--there! A Miqo’te woman, seated by herself.
Taking his watery ale with him, he made his way to her table, clearing his throat to make himself known. “Pardon me, but I couldn’t help overhearing. Was that I Want to be Your Canary? I haven’t heard it in ages.”
