The Story Begins

Now you know the tale of the hapless Sogre, how one Tarutaru was swept up in a series of whirlwind events that changed his life beyond his wildest imagination. He met several new people throughout his ordeal. His two best friends Gehe and Mixo one of which he betrayed, the crafty Koud, Ban the jack of all trades, and the sorcerer Reaulece among others. He traveled farther than he had before starting off in his beloved homeland of Windurst and ultimately traversing half the globe. He encountered dangerous monsters and triumphed over all of them with the aid of his comrades. Now he has been called upon by Carbuncle the overseer of the world to save not only his homeland but all of Vana'diel.

Sogre's final encounter with Carbuncle gave him unimaginable power. He became known as a Summoner; one who forges pacts with the gods of the world and calls upon their strength to fight along side of him in battle. For eons Summoners have protected Vana 'diel resurfacing when the world was in dire peril then once again fading into the winds. Sogre has taken up his responsibility as one of the chosen few to restore balance to his world.

Sogre ventured back to his home of Windurst with his newly found power. The Tarutaru was tired, his feet sore, his clothes tattered, every breath being more painful than the last. There were times in his travels where he almost wished for death the pain was unbearable. "Return to Windurst and seek out the minister." Were the words Carbuncle spoke to Sogre as he faded back into the clouds, Sogre realized that he no longer has a choice in the matter he must return to his homeland to confront his past and to embrace his future.

It was half past midnight when the rain started to pour over the Federation of Windurst. The water beat down upon the federation with a vengeance as if some unknown god or goddess were unleashing their wrath down upon the inhabitants. In his house an old Tarutaru sat in his study furiously tearing through books to uncover the meaning of what he saw a few weeks ago. It had been an ordinary morning, he woke up and went for his usual stroll around Windurst-Walls when he spied something most peculiar. He saw a Tarutaru enter the forbidden House of the Hero! "Preposterous! Nobody-wody could remove Doctor Shantotto's barrier!" he thought to himself, being naturally curious he walked briskly towards the house his azure robes flapping at his tiny feet. He peered inside of the cracked door and sure enough there was someone there! A Tarutaru who was just entering into his adult years was standing there, his clothes were caked in dust and mud and his hair was a most unusual color it was silver! There was something else strange about this Tarutaru, he held something in his hand but the old one couldn't really tell what it was then the room flashed with a blood red color and the Tarutaru began to gaze intently at the object he held in his palm. The old one decided that he had to preserve the sanctity of the Hero's house so he too entered the home everyone believed to be cursed. "You! What-taru are you doing-woing herey-weary?" The old Tarutaru said. The younger Tarutaru spun around with a look of fear on his face. "I am Ajido-Marujido minister of magic in Windurst. Now I askey-asked you a question-taru!" Marujido spoke obviously annoyed. Marujido advanced a few steps towards the young Tarutaru who in turn began to back up tripping over a broomstick and falling to the floor, the object he held in his hand falling as well. Marujido advanced towards the jewl in the middle of the floor and then there was a flash of light. "Its…can it-taru be?" Marujido thought as he picked up the tiny ruby in his little hand. "This is Carbuncle's Ruby!" he exclaimed with sheer delight in his voice. "You know what this is?" The young Tarutaru asked as he helped himself to his feet. "It's the legen-wegendary ruby that's said to hold Carbuncle captive-waptive!" Ajido-Marujido exclaimed excitedly. "You can hear his cries for helpy-help can'taru you?" The old minister asked as he walked closer to the younger Tarutaru. "I uh guess so…" The Tarutaru replied sheepishly trying to lower his face away from the intent gaze the minister was giving him. "You must release Carbuncle from his prison!" The young Tarutaru was clearly taken aback he was so nervous that he backed into a nearby bookcase nearly knocking it on top of him, Marujido merely laughed. The old minister turned to leave and said in a serious tone as he closed the door "Go exposey-wose that ruby to the seven color-wolors of light and rescue Carby-warby."

Ever since that day Marujido had been seeking answers as to why Carbuncle appeared to someone who was…less than worthy. He concluded that if the world was in such dire peril then Carbuncle could not be too picky on who would rise to restore balance. "The trials and tribulations of being a Summoner were arduous…" Marujido thought to himself as a knock came to his door. "Who could that-taru be?" The old minister thought as he closed his book and went to the door. He pulled the metal ring to his solid oak door and with some effort he opened it a crack. Outside he saw a soaking wet Tarutaru but it wasn't just any Tarutaru it was a Tarutaru with silver hair!

Sogre and Ajido-Marujido spoke much later into the night sitting in two very comfortable chairs next to the crackling fireplace. "So you have been blessed by Carbuncle." Ajido-Marujido finally said after many long minutes after Sogre told his story. "Yes, Carbuncle told me that I must become a Summoner in order to defeat the oncoming darkness." Sogre said sipping at the tea Ajido-Marujido had given him to warm himself up. The old minister rose to his feet and gazed out the window for long moments before he spoke. "There is little I can teach you I'm afraid but-taru from these ancient scripts I can teach you how to harness the little power you posses now. Are you willing to learn?" Sogre stood up and put down his tea cup. "On my brief travels to uncover the mystery of this jewel I have met some wonderful people and have gained a lot of experience only to be swept up into this set of events that could destroy the world. I have decided that I will train and go through the trials of becoming a Summoner so please Ajido-Marujido teach me what you can."

From this moment onward Sogre trained day after day not only in the summoning arts but also in the art of self survival. Through many hours of study and conversing with Carbuncle Sogre managed to pass every test that was put in front of him. But there is much for him to learn and little time. The final task Ajido-Marujido gave Sogre was to find the other sleeping gods of Vana 'diel and awaken them to receive their blessing before time was up and the world was once again plunged into darkness.