The merchant convoy reaches Sil'dih without incident and Hades - although that is not the name he responds to when the other traders hail him - quickly slips away as soon as he's paid his escort fee. The desert city is rich with vibrant, criss-crossing tapestries overhead (a measure against the blistering sun) but he has to be incredibly mindful of its dimimuitive population: Lalafel.

Through his eyes, Hades shows Azem the properous city. Yet conversations overheard as he meanders by tell of an uncertain future. The citizens mutter of a potential Ul'dahn incursion, but Hades hastily glosses over most of those. He doesn't want to remind Azem that he had only been in the city to see to its ruin.

Eventually he reaches the Sil'dih palace and it is a marvel to behold, hewn from sandstone and proudly bearing its silver coat of arms. One can
assume the inside must be just as magnificent as the outside. Unfortunately, the Echo forcibly draws to a close as Hades begins to walk towards it.