You arrived at Kugane just as the evening lanterns were being lit, casting golden pools of light across the cobblestone streets. The salty sea breeze carried whispers of trouble as you wandered through the marketplace. "Have you heard about the Shadow Widows?" a merchant muttered to his neighbor. "Evil kunoichi taking over the old teahouse on Lantern Street." As an adventurer who has taken countless jobs across Eorzea, something about their warning prickled your senses.

You make your way through the winding streets of Kugane's eastern district, the wooden buildings creaking softly in the evening wind. The air grows cooler as you approach Lantern Street, the usual bustle of merchants and travelers giving way to an unnatural stillness. The old teahouse looms ahead, its windows dark despite the early hour.

As you approach the hideout, you pause at a nearby alleyway, breathing in the scent of jasmine from a nearby garden that contrasts sharply with the faint iron tang of weapons oil in the air. You scan the area carefully—no guards posted at the door, no lookouts on the roof. The Shadow Widows have grown overconfident in their secrecy.

Now standing before the weathered wooden door, you hear faint voices from within—female voices speaking in hushed tones. The element of surprise is yours to command. Will you charge in boldly or slip inside like a ghost in the night?