Since the fall of Dalamud, the Twelveswood has seen considerably more days of sunshine than formerly, which would ordinarily be cause for celebration. Not everyone is smiling, however. In fact, the Matron's Friars─a devout brotherhood whose shaved pates make them especially susceptible to the sun's scorching rays─have taken to wincing. Happily, an exhaustive examination of their scripture failed to yield any passage which states that they should suffer for their goddess─in this manner, at least─and they have thus placed a large order with Black Rabbit Traders for leather caps. To help meet this order, the trading company seeks leatherworkers with the relevant cap-crafting skills.