The Azure Parlor

Hyperion, Mist, Ward 3, Plot 41

A Syndicate Primal Affiliated Venue

About Us


The Azure Parlor is a newly founded Speakeasy hidden in the depths of the Mist, away from the prying eyes of the rabble that frequent the city of Lominsa.

Inside you can find the Lecanons hard at work, serving their guests food they've poured their souls into or concocting libations that should be kept from the public.

Come on in and enjoy the ambience of this quaint little bar!


~ Food ~


Straight from the Oven!
~ La Noscean Apple Tart ~
Yorick's sacchariferous signature! Sweet and tart faerie apples ripened to perfection and baked in a decadent sauce made with his favorite La Noscean spiced rum.
~ Hunter's Pie ~
Savory chunks of wild-caught game from the far reaches of the Eorzean wilds, slathered in a mushroom gravy and stuffed into a beer-infused crust. Yorick suggests eating this after a day of shooting and the gunsmoke is still on your palate.
~ Muffins! ~
Apple-cinnamon, banana-nut, blueberry, chocolate, lemon-poppy - chance is if it's a muffin flavor, this nutty feline has it on hand or can make it on request.
~ Walnut Loaf ~
An old Gridanian recipe taught to him by the sweetest and scariest old lalafell in the Mist. Tastes like home even if you've never been to Gridania.
~ Chocobo Cakes ~
Yorick learned this corncake recipe while running down poachers on the Azim Steppe with the nomads. It'll last for weeks in a saddlebag, but Yorick recommends eating it fresh.
~ Sundae, Bloody Sundae ~
Silky-smooth vanilla ice cream topped with a tart rolanberry sauce. For the adventurous, alcoholic versions of both the ice cream and sauce are available upon request.
~ Ishgardian Chocolate Truffle Cake ~
Straight from the most pretentious kitchens in Eorzea! The butler stole this recipe when having dinner with a prestigious noble house. He hasn't altered the recipe, but they are a respectable size, now.


~ Drinks ~


~ Aleport Cherry Bomb ~
Yorick refuses to tell us what's in it. We know it has cherries, he ladles it out of a fuel canister, you chew it after you drink it and it makes your ears burn. We're fairly certain it's booze, though. Probably.

~ Fight Milk ~
The literal translation from the Amal'jaa word for their version of pulque. Yorick's taken this proud tribal concoction and turned it into something less lethal more palatable to common folk. Feel invincible, even after you've taken a stool or ten across the head.

~ Sundrop ~
A potent spirit made primarily from lemons.Absurdly tart, meant as a mixer, though young wood-wailers will often take shots of it on a dare.

~ Wolfshead Rye ~
This whiskey is often issued to medics, to clean out wounds and to steady one's hands before stitching someone up. It's also a good way to start your campfire or drown out the noise.

~ The Flaming Amarant ~
Named for a redheaded brawler of legend, this mixed glass of high-proof hooch is lit on fire before being served. Blow it out before you drink it, moron.

~ Mother Earth ~
This cocktail looks like Cassvanna poured mud and leaves in a mug. Strong notes of mint in this earthy blend of coffee and chocolate liqueurs.

~ Sylph Kiss ~
Dreamwalker mushrooms from the Shroud, used for mystics to embark on spiritual journeys through the aether, are painstakingly fermented into this surprisingly mellow wine. Speak to the ancients and learn their wisdom, until you realize you've been talking to your own hand for about an hour.

~ Faerie's Folly ~
This winter-crafted Gridanian applejack has been in production in Nine Ivies for seven generations. Hard faerie-apple cider has the water frozen out of it to leave this sweet, tart and potent spirit. Wonderful when poured into hot tea to treat a cold.

~ The Tourbillion ~
A sweet and tart profile of liquor from Eorzea and Doma, flash-frozen with blue magic. Something this potent shouldn't taste so good.

~ The Thornmarch ~
A caramel-apple cocktail that invokes the emotions of safety and comfort of a warm burrow, fluffy-white fur and a pile of kuponuts that weird cat-guy bribed you with to copy that emotion and stuff it into a drink. Wait, what-kupo?