About Us...

Larger Story Context/Flavour Eorzea is home to everything under the sun, from the exotic to the mundane. Each city state has its own character, but of all of them, the most gil driven is without question Ul'dah. Under the harsh sun of Thanalan, Ul'dah thrives on all things that propel commerce, which to a large degree, also makes it the vice centre of Eorzea, an entertainment mecca, a city of sin under the clear blue sky. Ul'dah is also a place of conflict and law. The powers of coin competing with the powers of the Sultanate. Of intolerance, with the harshest anti-beast tribe laws in all the lands. It is a place where refugees have found their homes, and a few even found their ways to the highest powers in the land. It is a place where anything can be bought for a price and it is here that the Whispered Wish makes its home.

... The Whispered Wish: The Whispered Wish. A house of pleasure. Of entertainment, which comes in many flavours. Where diverse tastes are catered to in whispers. A brothel, a club, a burlesque cabaret and at times even a casino, the Wish attracts attention. After all, the point is not to be quiet, but flamboyant and outrageously appealing. For such a place to survive the turbulence of Ul'dah, steer clear of the power struggles on the streets and remain free of the more power criminal organizations, palms must be greased, appetites must be satisfied. It is a tight rope the Whispered Wish has walked successfully thus far. Yes, those who cross our threshold ostensibly leave their worldly agendas behind, but this was never entirely true before and it is less so day by day. The Wish has a security force competent enough to rival the private militaries of the Syndicate. Purchases must be guarded after all, precious commodities must be protected. As a neutral ground, where better to hide those wondrous trinkets better left in private hands. Where better for various markets to overlap, but in quiet private rooms while the deadly security team, trained to discretion by the more intimate transactions they oversee … look on.(edited)

The Wish has an array of some of the most beautiful courtesans in the land. Denizens of the willow world, who excel at what they do. Who is more discrete than a courtesan? Who better to trust with a secret note? Plans for a secret meeting? Knowledge of a profitable venture? Who better to ply an investor for … their wholesome participation in a new business venture. Who better to invite as arm candy to an event, catering to the pleasures of the entitled – while their eyes and ears remain open. Who better to keep secrets the satisfied whisper into their pillows. At the centre of the Wish is the bar, where all are welcome. A shadowy, relaxed place. Elegant and well policed. Where you can safely have dinner, drinks, possibly take in some entertainment, without fear of a knife in the back. Then retire to a room in which your safety is guaranteed by the house. Where whatever business you came to conduct can be safely concluded – even if it is just to recuperate. It is a place where high powered deals can be made in one booth, while a séance is conducted in the next, where lost treasure maps might be copied by an intimate glance and well trained memory. Where the powerful are distracted by dancing and song, while the desperate pay to arrange passage to some … safer locale, complete with a new identity. And, of course, it is also simply … entertaining. A place to be entertained and to entertain.