Talk with Azrill

Maia has been trying to find to track down Azrill for quite some time. Whatever else he may be, he certainly is busy.

She eventually finds him in one of the warehouses of the Guildhall, arguing with some barrel-chested worker about quantities and delivery schedules. Azrill signs some document and turns directly towards Maia.

"I have some time available right now, if you promise to stop following me around."

Maia walked out of the warehouse with a puzzled expression on her face. Although Azrill had been very honest and straightforward, something just seemed so off about him. Something other than his perfectionism that is.

Certainly the man wasn't exactly evil but his obsession with control certainly bordered on psychopathic. He didn't hate anyone, rather he viewed everyone as assistants to help him achieve his organized, optimized vision a reality. Maia didn't have any way to help Illia with her problems, but at least now she can understand a bit better.