Luna woke with a start when the earthquake shook the very foundation of her family's modest cottage. Aside from the frayed nerves of it's occupants the house had suffered no obvious damage, though a earthenware bowl had fallen from a shelf and shattered on the floor. After quickly throwing on a dress and pulling a brush through her hair the young warlock slipped out into the streets, pretending not to hear her sister's demand that she stay home and help clean up the disarray caused by the quake.<br/><br/>The smoke marring the western sky caught her eye immediately - she vaguely recalled an archipelago of some sort out in that direction, and began navigating the bustling streets towards the harbor.