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Thick clouds of steam wafted down on the industrial city of Lundblum. The large hanger, which housed Lindblum’s famous Airship Fleet, stood in the center of the city, towering high above the various districts. The steam was rising from the engineering district, as the sun began to rise, ushering in a new day for the city. The hustle and bustle of crowds upon crowds of people began to file into the streets. Shopkeepers set up shop, while tourists gathered up their families to “ooo” and “aaaah” at the many incredible sights that the city had to offer.

Waving through the sea of people that flooded the city gates was Elmud. The 17 year old boy had wavy brown hair, with dark green eyes, and sporting a fairly pale complexion. Elmud wore dark brown, baggy pants with a rope belt, a beige t-shirt, and a black dusty and ripped jacket. Slinging a large bag over his shoulder and holding a large box at his side, Elmud made his way to the air-cab service. He had been traveling around the world, searching for various ingredients for his potions.

The alchemist had a sister who lived in Lindblum, whom he had not seen for many, many years. Once he found himself in the area, Elmud decided that he’d pay her a visit. He had always felt somewhat guilty for separating from her, since they grew up as orphans together.

Through quite a number of inquiries, Elmud had narrowed down his sister’s whereabouts to the Theatre District. This was a place for bards and actors to weave their tales, but for those who actually took residence in such a place, instead of the Residential District, meant that they were not financially well off (being home to starving artists and such). What normally would take an hour to walk to from the city gates, the air cab made the travel to the Theatre District a breezy 10 minutes. Elmud stepped out and looked around; not sure where to go next. He set down his bag and box on the ground for a moment, turning his back to them, looking around naively.