

Prince Noctis Lucis Caelum sets forth from his homeland with his three-man retinue in tow. Regis: Wheresoever you should go, the line of Lucis goes with you. Noctis: Don’t know about you, but I’m ready as I’ll ever be. Regis: I need only know that you are ready to leave home behind. Once you set forth, you cannot turn back. Try to mind yours around our esteemed guests from Niflheim. Regis: Do mind your manners around your charming bride-to-be. Noctis: Hate to break this up, but Cor’s got the motor running. Gladiolus: We’ll see the prince to Altissia if it’s the last thing we see.

Regis: I ask not that you guide my wayward son, merely that you remain at his side. You place a great burden on those who would bear with you. Regis: I fear I have left too much unsaid. Gladiolus: Not like you had to deliver a formal address… Regis: Take your leave, and go in the grace of the gods. Set forth with my blessing, Prince Noctis. What awaits the four, however, they do not know. Now, four brave warriors begin their journey, prepared to fight. In a time unknown, only a prophecy keeps hope alive in people’s hearts: “When darkness veils the world, the King of Light shall come.” A FINAL FANTASY for Fans and First-Timers
