A girl walked down the road to Rabanastre, a small bounce in her step. After all of her years of traveling, she had surprisingly never been to this great city and she was excited to finally get to see it. In the distance she saw the Bahamut Airship crashed into the ground and a small shiver went up her spine. She had heard about what had gone on in Dalmasca.

It is easy enough to learn about the news of Ivalice as a vagrant. In inns and on the road people are eager to talk to anyone, as it is an unusual occurrence that they actually have anyone to talk to. So many people talked to her, spilled their hearts to her, and she got very good at listening over the years. From all the bits and pieces she picked up she had learned how Basch Fon Ronsenburg had not murdered the King of Dalmasca, as everyone had believed. She learned about how Vayne was killed and now his brother Larsa was in control of Archadia. How Queen Ashe was now in power in Dalmasca. But with all that she had learned, she still was missing the information that she had left to search for in the first place. What had happened to her parents? They would be happy with the world as it is, she thought. Lord Larsa and Queen Ashe were kind and benevolent rulers. Fara wished that her parents could have seen the world as it was now; she knew that they would have been happy.

She had long ago given up the hope that they were still alive or even that she could find out what had happened to them. She probably should have gone back to Archades long ago and settled down, maybe gotten married and lived in peace. But even the thought made her feet itch. Wandering was a part of her now, or at least that's what she told herself. The last thing she wanted to do was stay put. So she kept going and she loved it. She barely remembered what it was like to have a home. Anywhere could be her home now.

She called herself Fara Ceire now. She thought it sounded nice enough and it was better if people had no way of connecting her with her past in Archades, just in case. She had cut her hair and now it was just below her chin with choppy layers. It was easier to fight with short hair, which was the reason she had cut it in the first place and she had kept it because she liked it so much. Though she had never been the master with her blades that her father had been, she got by well enough. She had also learned some spells from back alley wizards and strange spell books that she had picked up in her travels. She wouldn't be a master hunter, but she could generally get by.

Every step takes her closer to Rabanastre and after a few hours she reached the city gates. The doors are open, and two bangaa guards are standing on either side of the door. They looked at Fara with beady eyes, but eventually decided that she is not too much of a threat as they let her enter the city without a word. And so began a new chapter in her life.

Fara wandered around the city for a few hours. It was a full and vibrant city with many brightly dressed humes and bangaas. She loved the clarity and sheer excitement of it. There are even a few Viera walking around. Fara has always been mystified by them with their tall stature and exquisite outfits. She wished she could get by on heels like that, but she had always been a bit of a baby when it came to that sort of footwear.

Eventually Fara entered a sundries shop. She needed to buy some food and also needed to find a place to stay for the night, or maybe even longer because she had decided she liked it in Rabanastre and planned to stay for a while. As she perused the shelves a large blue bangaa came up and tapped her on the shoulder. "Can I help you with anything" he asked in a rather nasally voice.

"Oh yes" she replies "I wanted to buy this" she indicated to the rather large pile of items in her arms "and also I am looking for a place to spend a few nights." The bangaa took the items out of her hands led her to a counter in the back of the store. "You picked a rather unfortunate night to try to find a place to stay" he said conversationally as he was pricing the items. Fara looked rather confused, so he elaborated. "The Queen Ashe is returning from a diplomatic trip to Archadia in a few days, so many people have come into the city in order to see her come back." Fara felt an annoyance rise in her throat.

"Is there no where I can stay?" She asked. She did not want to spend the night sleeping in an alley. She was used to sleeping on the hard ground, and a soft bed would be a nice change of pace. She had been so looking forward to it.

The Bangaa seemed to be deep in thought then finally said, "I do have a room upstairs, but you would have to share it with some visitors that I have coming, as well as help around the shop while you are here."

Fara smiled and immediately said "Yes that will be wonderful. I am very grateful for your kindness." The Bangaa seemed to eye her for a second before confirming the arrangement with a nod.

"Really it's nothing. My name is Migelo by the way" he said as he extended his hand. Fara shook it. "I'm Fara. Now what do you need help with?" She asked.

It had been a few hours Fara was beginning to regret agreeing to help Migelo. She had been working under the hot sun bringing boxes full of heavy items into the shop for Migelo. "It would have been better sleeping on the streets" she mumbled under her breath as she placed yet another box down.

"What was that?" called Migelo from behind her. She jumped and spun around. She had not intended for him to hear her. "Oh..uh nothing" she said smiling slightly. Though she had not anticipated this much work, she was still excited for a roof over her head. Being on the road for years could make someone grateful for the smallest of luxuries.

"Oh okay" said Migelo suspiciously. "Well that's the last box, so when you're done with it you can go upstairs and take a shower. My visitors should be here soon and I don't think you want to look like that" he finished pointing at her sweaty face and body.

Fara made an indignant noise and said "Who are these people anyway?"

"Just some old friends" said Migelo smiling slightly "Now go clean up."

"Yes sir" Fara said making a small salute and bounded up the stairs. Migelo shook his head and he muttered under his breath about ungrateful humes. Fara hadn't had a real shower in months and she honestly couldn't wait to feel clean again.

He continued to tidy up the store, but in a few minutes he heard the door open and in walked two young humes. "Penelo! Vaan!" he said and crushed them both with a big hug. A few muffled hellos could be heard. He eventually let them go and stood back to take a look at them. He had not seen for about a year and they had grown. He could still remember when they were street urchins helping him around his store, and now look at them.

Vaan had medium length light blonde hair. It stuck out randomly in various ways and looked rather spiky. He was wearing a white button up shirt underneath a black vest with silver buttons. He has on large black pants with silver armored boots that went up to his knees. Though still slim, Migelo could tell that Vaan had begun to fill out a bit more than the last time had had seen him as a young hume. Penelo has a little bit darker blonde hair that is braided into two braids that fall down her back. She had on a white short sleeve shirt with a brown leather vest over it that laced up the back. For pants she had rather puffy maroon Capri's and her feet were dark brown sandals that laced up her calves.

All three of them walked over to a table and sat down. Migelo offered them something to drink, but they were not thirsty and refused. It didn't take long for the three friends to get into a rhythm and it was like they had never been separated. They talked about everything and anything as they caught up. After about twenty minutes Fara had finished her shower and walked downstairs. She was surprised to see the two humes sitting and laughing with Migelo. She had expected them to show up later. She thought she probably looked like a wreck with her wet shaggy hair and clothes that desperately needed to be washed.

"Oh you must be Fara" said the girl warmly. Migelo had obviously explained about her when she was upstairs. "I'm Penelo the girl continued. And this is Vaan" she said pointing her thumb at the boy next to her.

"I can introduce myself" he said haughtily. The girl just rolled her eyes and stood up. She walked over to Fara and shook her hand. Fara was cautious of the two and said "Hello, I'm Fara Ceire." She hadn't had many friends over the years and she found it hard to trust these days. She shook her head though and decided to make an effort. The two humes seemed innocent enough and she really wanted to be able to keep these quarters. The two girls walked back over to the table.

Fara just sat and listened as the three started to talk again. Most of it was old stories and inside jokes so Fara did not contribute much. But she still found that she was enjoying the exchange. The three clearly had quite a past and she had always had a soft spot for adventure. Eventually after a lull in the conversation Fara asked amiably "So what exactly is it that you two do?"

"We're Sky Pirates!" said Vaan proudly. Penelo just put her hand on her eyes and shook her head. "That isn't exactly the thing you tell someone when you first meet them Vaan." She said. "We don't want to scare her off."

Fara laughed and said "Don't worry. I don't scare easy."

Vaan just looked confused and said "Uh…right." He didn't think there was anything wrong with being a sky pirate and neither did Fara for that matter.