A flame that shall strive for radiance..

Attention, those who wish to seek out more information about this world we've been thrown into....especially, those who feel they are up to the task of defending it, as well:

I, Lord Larsa Ferinas Solidor, Fourth Son of Gramis, Eleventh Emperor of Archadia--- ask of you to join my 'search party' of sorts. We will be taking my private airship--- as soon as I can find a pilot--- to the westward continent, where I have heard tales of a dense veil of mist and fiends cover the area. There may also be some lifeforms living within it, and I shall very much like to come to terms with them during the journey. Of course, you shall be payed handsomely--- even as my own Knights would be--- and allowed to keep any treasures you may acquire during battle or travel.

...I know we are all interested in what has happened. But I need those who are brave enough to wander into the dangers of curiosity, as well.


~Lord Larsa Ferinas Solidor

No wonder the castle appeared smaller.

….Archades is no more. I stand now in Rabanastre--- which, ultimately I find much more inviting that the empty hallways of my Archadian empire. Which means of course, the empire is smaller.

..Does this mean that I am the Emperor of Rabanastre, instead?

….

Silly questions. I wonder where Lady Ashe, Vaan…Penelo….--- where are you guys?

…Does this mean I have to write a speech about what’s happened when I do not even know myself?