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[OOC: It's been a while since I've written so please forgive me if there's any mistakes.}

Ivalice. A world filled with air-ships, chocobos and a vast amount of Mist. Not to mention danger. 2 countries on the brink of war with a third in the middle that may become a battle ground. The middle country is where our focus will be.

Dalmasca. Surrounded by sand and the plains. A bustling marketplace where people come to get goods. Or information, depending on what the person is searching for. Guards by the three main gates, watching and protecting the country they call home. This was Ashelia's birthplace. A castle in the distance that a young princess had called home. Oh how she wished for another look. 

I almost don't recognize it, Ashe thought to herself as she walked along the path towards her general. They were underground, in the sewer waiting to attack the fete that would be happening later this evening. To bring Vayne down from his high horse. There was a secret passage that would take them into the castle. She'd been the only one to know about it. Until she told Vossler about it. She used to meet her husband down here for moments of privacy. ...

The thoughts of her hsuband flash through her mind, almost bringing a tear to her eye. She steels herself against it, reminding herself, she'd doing what any royal does, fight to protect her country. Voices drift around the corner and Ashe slows her walking. Once the corner passes her, she looks to her Counsel and nods. 

It's time.