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It seems that I have once again woken up displaced, though my thanks to the Lady Weiss for the informative recording.

I am Era Ra of the world Hydaelyn. As my husband was with me the last I can recall I shall start there before moving onto business:

My dear Lord Commander, if you are here I am giving you three bells to find me near the Bay before I begin my exploration. I shall stay one malm within the northern perimeter. If you are not yet here take this as documentation that you owe me the finest of chocolate when next we meet.

As for the matter of work, I have numerous marketable skills. If there is a particular need for a specific long term role feel free to contact me though my preference is for freelance work - hunting, gathering, healing, combat, and various crafting disciplines.

My final question: where might I find a library? I am content to find most things on my own, but would prefer to find a library sooner rather than later.

Thank-you.

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[ Genessia is bigger and far less crowded than Xistentia. Era can appreciate the space this particular city offers, even if she is more a fan of wilderness than pavement.

She stays true to her word to her husband, despite knowing in her heart of hearts that Aymeric did not arrive with her. Emeraldd, however, did. Though it is no longer connected to F.A.T.E.S. and therefore has reverted back to a more-or-less normal Carbuncle ^{(1, 2)} that cannot speak or make embarrassing posts on the network. Era appreciates that Emmy remains able to stay summoned regardless of which soul crystal she equips, especially as her Chocobo did not make the journey here with her either.

Era walks the northern perimeter of the Bay twice, then quietly finds a bench to sit on, keeping her tail curled against her side rather than hanging through the slats behind her. Emmy hops onto her lap like a loyal pet, nudging its nose into her hand so she'll pat its silky, aetherial fur. She allows herself a short amount of time to mourn Aymeric and Estinien's absences, then the loss of the friends she made in Xistentia. Then she takes a moment to fret over the fate of Eorzea now that she is no longer actively fighting to save it.

Finally, the diminutive Auri woman pulls out the collection of pamphlets and brochures she stuffed into her inventory before her walk and begins to read them. She fiddles with both her engagement ring and wedding band every now and then as she does; an absentminded comfort she picked up over the last few months.

Learning new things has always calmed Era down in times of distress and now is no different, even if what she's learning from are not thick tomes but flimsy leaflets.

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"Lord Commander"? What uxorial devotion! Welcome to Genessia, Ms. Ra. If you'll permit me to ping your device one moment.

[Which, if so granted, would display directions to the Genessia Public Library]

That should satisfy. Would you tell me what both your names mean? You hail from a foreign land, so I'm at a loss to find out myself.

As for work, let me know should none offer; though being such a factotum, I doubt that'll be.

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It is not uxorial devotion but simply his title. Ser Aymeric de Borel, Lord Commander of the Temple Knights, holder of the highest seat in the House of Lords. He is the representative of the people of Ishgard.

[ now that was a bit of wifely devotion. though mostly it's just a woman who is unbearably proud of her best friend and dear comrade. they overthrew a corrupt theocracy and ended a thousand-year war together, so she is quite happy to sing his accolades.

he's also a viscount, but Era thinks the whole noble titles are utter shite. ]

My thanks for the coordinates. And I would be more than happy to explain my name if it is truly of interest to you, though I shall point out that it is only proper to give one's name in return first.

[Darn, he thought it was an extreme version of "darling" or another sentimental address.]

If you're as good at decorating houses as you are husbands, I may have a few ideas at employment. Ishgard is one nation I've heard; you might know an Aeslyn, or an Alphinaud.

You're very welcome, and I assure you, I ask with purpose. Forgive the impropriety; I'm Ted.

I've no eye for decorating, but I am more than capable of moving heavy loads.

[ she doesn't respond to the first half of that comment, mostly because she absolutely lucked out with Ishgard's most eligible bachelor. he was the one to pursue her for months and months while she was completely oblivious and her friends all banged their heads in frustration.

that first name is one she's never heard of, but Era nearly drops the strange phone at the mention of the young Elezen who may as well be her brother for how much she adores him. ]

Alphinaud? Is he here? Is he safe?

[ she'll get back to your other questions once she's done being sidetracked. sorry, Ted ]

[He laughed, hoping that load-bearing was yet one more spousal duty she bore.]

"No" and "I hope so", respectively. Would he still were, for a friendship seemed likely. Then again, he seems like one almost overeager for danger.

[He knows the attitude all too well.]

[ Era Ra, carrier of corpses and miscellaneous items alike, no matter the size! ]

He was here? And whilst he enjoys adventure on occasion it is his sister who runs headlong into danger. I believe she finds declarations of danger to be challenges moreso than warnings.

[ she's definitely more like Alisaie than Alphinaud. but Alphinaud is good at the whole diplomacy thing, which Era can appreciate since she is awful at it. ~~one day it will hit her that she married a politician.~~ ]

I mean nothing morbid by it! One quirk of the world you'll notice is the inconstancy of existence. People have a habit of popping in and out. He and his sister both took their leave some time ago. Not volitionally, mind. At least I don't believe so. What criterion Genessia has for whom it accepts or rejects is known, at best, vaguely.

[He's pretty sure he knows exactly, but it's not flattering.]

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You could do freelance work in general here with the skills you have. Though the first two do make me think of a place, but I'm not sure if they are hiring currently.

I can always check for you.

Freelance would be my ideal method of income, though without an established adventurer's guild I imagine it would be difficult to find work as one.

Could you tell me which place it is you're thinking of? Regardless of if they're hiring I am interested in learning more about them.

You'd be surprised. It's harder probably and you'll make less money, but people are always hiring.

It's a business in Fayren that does herb gathering and beast hunting. It's run by Sun Wukong

As long as I have enough for the bare necessities I care little for wealth, so it is good to hear freelancing is a viable choice.

I shall have to get in touch with Sun Wukong in that case. I will be gathering herbs and hunting beasts regardless and if they are not looking to hire I should like to avoid stepping on any toes.

My thanks for this information.

It's always been a choice people can have, but not a lot of people do since there is only one apartment complex that costs what you can make at minimum.

Unless you camp, which is also a really good choice.

You are welcome. I'm glad to help.

I might end up looking into camping, though admittedly I had grown accustomed to more modern amenities over the past ten months.

Might I ask for your name?

Ah, my name is Fai. Fai D. Flourite.

Nice to meet you.

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Library's on Iris Avenue, right next to the Garden Park Apartments. If you go to the corner of Iris Avenue and 5th Street you should be able to spot it no problem. If you've picked up one of the city maps it should be pretty easy to find.

My thanks. I shall visit it once Aymeric's allotted time is up.

No problem. Anything else you need directions to? The city's layout is pretty straightforward once you get the hang of it but it's still big enough to get lost in til you learn your way around.

I should be fine, thank you. I do not fear getting lost, especially if it is as straightforward as both you and the map seem to indicate.

Alright then. Enjoy your reading.

Since you previously mentioned that you prefer freelance work, I believe that someone opened something called the Scions of a New Dawn. It was opened by someone named Aeslyn Blackrose.

You're not the first to mention the name Aeslyn.

[ she assumes they're from Eorzea as well - though after this she also assumes Aeslyn is from a different version of Eorzea since she doesn't recognize the name at all, and would have heard it if they were part of the Scions Era knew. ]

I am to assume this Aeslyn is still here, and has not left as the Leveilleurs have?

That is what I am to believe. From their video feed, they were of short stature, had white hair and pointed ears if it will help identify them easier.

The business was recently opened as of last month.

A name will be enough to identify them, but thank you all the same. I will locate their device's mail box and leave a message for them.

You are welcome. I have not heard about your Lord Commander, but I will keep watch over for them. What do they look like?

Aymeric de Borel is six feet and eight inches tall with fair skin, clear blue eyes, and short hair of black curls. I believe Emmy has a picture saved if you can give us a moment. I haven't quite figured out how to transfer the data it has directly to this communication device yet.

[ and it switches momentarily to video, where there's a solid holographic display of a still picture of her beautiful husbando that looks something like this probably.

and because Emeraldd is a fucking brat who believe this will make its mistress happy it will also switch to a picture it took of Era and Aymeric curled up on a sofa together. Era is passed out against his side; one of her arms is splayed across his torso, the book she was reading held in a loose grip atop her dear friend's chest. As for Aymeric, he is looking down at her with absolute adoration while reaching over to take the book from her.

The disparity in their sizes is absolutely ridiculous.

Era had never seen this picture before. It startles her; a pained intake of breath and a barely there 'oh' is recorded before she quickly returns to text. ]

My apologies. Emmy finds great joy in surprising me. But I hope that suffices.