Disclaimer: Final Fantasy XIV does not belong to me it belongs to Square Enix, I do not own any characters that are mentioned in this story except for my own OCs. I do not own any of the places that might be mentioned. So basically I own nothing….except for my OCs! :3

Prologue

Hear…Feel...Think

Celeste woke up, startled and sweaty.

She looked around to find herself safe her room. The dream she just had made no sense to her. What did that shimmer of light in darkness mean? And who was the masked figure that attacked her? Before she could come up with a reasonable explanation for it all, A sharp knock followed by her mother's head, popped into her room.

"Celestia Nightcore, you better get up right now before you miss your boat!"

Celeste had almost forgotten that today was the day she was finally allowed to go off on her own as an adventurer. A few weeks ago she had saved enough gil to purchase a ticket to travel to the city-state of Limsa Lominsa to study in the art of arcane just like her father. Light shone out through her windows, making her room light up, and the sounds of singing birds filled her room.

She stretched, hopped out of bed, and began to frantically go through her closet to find the outfit her mother picked out at the market yesterday.

After making sure everything fit, she examined herself in the mirror. She had brushed back her short dark hair (which was now lined with a few bright purple streaks) from her crystal blue eyes that she always thought didn't quite match her tan-brown complexion. She looked down at her outfit.

A cute white short top with a brown vest, white puffy sleeves, a red mini-skirt, and a pair of black stockings and short boots. She was so thankful that her mom had a good sense of fashion.

After thoroughly examining herself (with a few cute poses) she ran downstairs to eat breakfast.

"Morning father", she said through a mouth full of buttered bread.

"Morning, my little adventurer!", he said while not taking his eyes off of the newspaper he was reading.

Every morning her father would read the latest news from his favorite newspaper, The Lodestone.

"Do you have everything you need?", her mother shouted from the kitchen.

"Yes!", she replied, for the third time that day.

Being the youngest of the litter of three older brothers, she expected her parents to make sure she had everything she needed before she left home. Especially growing up in Ul'dah where she's still lucky she didn't grow up on the streets as a stray. She loved her city very much, but most of the streets were lined with heartbreaking images filled with races of all kinds. There were beggars, orphans, strays, and even thieves sometimes. Her mother was a Weaver here in Ul'dah and took her job very seriously, while her father was a Scholar and a veteran from The Divine War. He didn't like to talk about it much, so she would never dare to ask. But through the stories he would share, would be from his time as an adventurer. Every story was greater than the last. They were always so thrilling, it inspired her to want to become one herself. Before she decided it was about time she left, she took one more last look at her house. Scenes of her memory filled her head. The day her family moved here, the birthday parties, the costumes her and her brothers wore during All saints wake and how sick they had all gotten from eating too much sweets, the time where her eldest brother had snuck in and her mother bashed him with a broom, mistaking him for a robber, and all the Starlight Celebration decorations... That last memory made her a little sad. But she knew it wouldn't be the last Starlight she would spend with her family

"Okay, I'm leaving now, mother, father!". Just as she took one step out the door, she felt a slight tug on her tail. She turned around to see her father's disapproving look and his old spell book in his hand.

"Where do you think your going dressed up like that? You get back here and change into something more suitable." Just as she was about to protest, her mother took the book out of her father's hand and shoved it into her arms. "I picked out those clothes for her, and she's not six anymore she's eighteen now, so let that child go before she misses her boat!". Her father grumbled, but then pulled her and her mom into a tight hug. "You do your best out there, and try to write to us when you can please, ok?". She smiled up at him and replied, "I will!". Her mother kissed her quickly on the forehead and softly pushed her on her way. Celeste took one last look at her parents waving from the doorway. She turned back around, took a deep breath, and started her journey as a real adventurer.

This is my first story i've ever written so reviews are much appreciated! :)