Disclaimer stuffs: I don't own Final Fantasy XI or any of it's original Characters, However, the character Wolfiesan does belong to me, so don't use it unless you ask please. Character "Howling Wolf" is a character i made of for the story, so no legal stuff there. This is my first Submission here, and i hope you all enjoy it! . Comments are more than welcome, just don't flame.
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My tale begins in the nation of Windurst. I was 5 years old. It was a moonlight Lightsday night, the cool air stirred within the outskirts of the town. I can remember that night perfectly…for that it was I awoke to that faithful night.
My father, Howling Wolf, and I were on a ship from Selbina heading to Mhauru. My father told me that we were going to see the great nation of Windurst. To help clarify things, I was born in Bastok, a town well known for it's mining. I had never been outside the city my whole life. So it was a treat to get to go to Windurst. On the ship ride over there, I was excited, yet exhausted. My father told me "Rest up son, when we dock we still have a long trip ahead of us to town." My father was a Galka like me. My mother had died a year after I was born, so I don't remember her well. My father has raised me for most of my life, and he did a good job of it too. He was a Bastokian guard, so he was very strong and capable of protecting us along this journey. I finally took heed to his advice and I went down the lower levels of the ship, and rested against a wall. After a few moments, I fell fast asleep.
I awoke in a daze, how many hours had passed by, I didn't know. It took me a while to realize what I was doing away from my warm bed back at home, but it was then I recalled that I was headed to Windy. I looked around quickly to see my father and tell him of my excitement to be here. He was no where in sight. I began to yell "Father! Father! Where are you!" My throat started to strain, so I stopped. It was futile to anyways, I knew he wasn't around, he wasn't anywhere around, and it was a lost cause to try and find him. I fell back onto the ground, starting to cry. I tried to resist the tears as they started to form in my eyes, but my emotions got the better of me. I thought that I would surely die. I feared for my life, that is, until a passing adventurer on a chocobo came and stopped right in front of me. I gazed up at the magnificent creature. The golden bird extended it's neck out towards me and let out a loud "Wark!" I jumped back, frightened. The adventurer laughed and said "Don't be afraid, that means he likes you." I had to laugh at myself a little also. I went up the bird and started petting it's beak. As I did, I looked up at the person mounting the Choco. He was a hume, looked pretty young. He was covered in robes and had a large staff on his back. I could tell that he was a mage. I had heard things about mages, great things, but had never met face to face with one. I was amazed to say the least. He held out his hand and said "Get on, I'll give you a lift to town." I grabbed his hand and stumbled up onto the chocobo. I held onto his shoulders so I wouldn't fall off. After I had got situated, he lightly tapped the bird on the side with his foot and we took off. I was in awe at the speed of the creature, the wind blowing back through my hair. My train of thought was interrupted when the hume asked me my name. I stayed silent. After a while he spoke up and said "Not very talkative huh? Well, my names Naota, nice to meet you." I finally worked up the courage and spoke up. "I'm Wolfiesan. I come from Bastok." Naota looked back at me, shocked. "How in Windurst name did a little kid like you end up all the way here in Windurst?" Once again, there was silence from me. Naoto looked at me hard and long. It seemed as though he knew what happened without saying. There was no more conversation between us until we reached town. He dismounted the chocobo and we walked through the city gates. He looked down at me and said "Well Wolfie, welcome to the wonderful nation of Windurst!" He smiled. I tried my hardest to crack a smile but couldn't help but frown. My father…why had he done this to me. He was a well respected man, and he loved me. How could he just abandon me like this? I didn't know whether to be sad or angry right now. Naoto tapped me and I looked up at him. "Hey," he started, "it doesn't seem you've got anyone to go to around here. If you need a place to stay, I can gladly let you stay with me." At first I hesitated, but then I thought of how great it would be to live with a mage, see him do his job, and, who knows, maybe he'll even teach me a thing or two. It was from that day on that I, a very young Wolfiesan, sought out to become a great mage.