You are a maid at a party, Vayne hosts. You are just a dalmascan from the Rabanastre Underground. And now you serve a man every dalmascan hates. Vayne sits on his throne. He seems satisfied with the situation. Yet his eyes are on you alot. You stand next to a pillar and wait for a guest to approach you with a wish. But it was Vayne who approached you. The emperor himself gives you the honor. There is something in his eyes. A glance that gives you discomfort.

"Tell me.. your name."