Ashelia had taken most of her first day in Trano Golsaucia to familiarize herself with the city. She'd spent most of her time in Crystallis in Aqures Ixen, with brief journeys to Balicea, Nabila and Aqures Tosf. To say she was impressed with Trano Golsaucia would be an understatement. The place was alive in a way she had never seen - the flashing lights, the various amusements, the noise. It was almost overwhelming.

After coming to terms with the magnitude of the sensory overload, Ashelia turned her attention to the task they had come to complete. Tracking down Artemicion wouldn't be easy, especially with the moogles' preternatural flying skills, but if there was any place to start, Ashelia thought it would be the mognet offices. She circled the place, her identity concealed behind an illusion. She had, however, let the others in her party know who she would look like - her good friend the shopkeeper, from Aqures Ixen. She looked around a moment - she had left a note detailing when she would be casing the place, and so decided to wait another few minutes and see if any of her companions had decided to join her.