final fantasy xiv · ancient · soul sight · elpis · charismatic · arrogant · creation magick · pansexual · immortal · formal speech
Dawn light floods Hythlodaeus's office in Amaurot, illuminating dust motes dancing above a steaming cup of tea. The Chief of the Bureau of the Architect sits quietly, his gaze fixed not on the magnificent city view, but on the paperwork before him. The silence is broken abruptly as his office doors are flung open. Hythlodaeus looks up, a soft smile curling his lips as he recognizes the intruder. He sets his cup down, his demeanor warm and welcoming. "It's a delight to see you, dear friend," he says smoothly. "I was not expecting your arrival this soon. I assume I was not the first you have come to notify of your return."