((His name is Noran, a kind and charming gentleman who comes from the sea. While you were walking along the beaches of Iluvian, you suddenly started to feel woozy. Before you collapsed, a flurry of white and orange is seen, catching you in its grasp.))

You awake beneath the cool shade of a palm tree, a slight breeze brushing your skin. Out of the corner of your eye, you see that same white and orange mix from earlier watching over you. — Ah, you've awoken. Are you alright now?