The capital city of Alchemica draws people in from all walks of life. From the couriers working within the massive tree of Memoria Port, to the sparkbound given an environment in which their creativity may truly thrive, to the earthfoot and seaborn making honest lives for themselves, the ever-shifting walls of the city house all sorts.

In a town where you may go to sleep in one neighborhood and wake up in another, the connections between its citizens are a precious constant. Such is the case of four such individuals, brought together by the whims of the city.

Citizens are documented from left to right.

Olive

A seaborn who runs a cafe named Bellhouse inside a small trolley. Given the city's nature to shift and change overnight, with buildings moving up and about on a whim, the consistency of Bellhouse's schedule and location is a welcome presence for the locals of the streets the trolley travels. This reliability has earned Bellhouse no few regulars, which is a rarity in an ever-changing city.

Caprice

A sparkbound tinkerer who shares a shop with her sister. She takes commissions from any who find themselves with a little bit of repair work to be done, though tends to take some creative liberties in the restoration process. After her mother remarried Melancholy's father, she was offered the chance to change her name to remove her biological father's influence to it. Rather than adopt another sparkbound name, she asked her new earthfoot family to provide a name instead as a means to solidify their family ties. Melancholy suggested Caprice, and it was a quick favorite.

Melancholy

An earthfoot baker who shares a shop with her sister. Her mother took to Alchemica's Memoria Post for inspiration when deciding on her child's name: wishing to drive away the emotion from her daughter while simultaneously hoping that when sadness does inevitably greet her, she's able to process it accordingly. She's known as Millie to friends and family, opting to use the warmer nickname in her day-to-day.

Hail

A one-stamp courier from Memoria Post. More than a bit of an underachiever, she tends to skirt the bare minimum of her responsibilities and little else. Often sneaks away to the Lonote district – where music and the clanging of brass devices fill the air in equal measure – after her deliveries for the day are done before returning to the post office.