Take a few moments to marvel at my new body, particularly adjusting to heightened senses such as smell and hearing, which would no doubt affect the way food tastes as well. Once the shock wears off from that, and the realization that I will probably never find a way to return to Earth sinks in, I would decide to make the best of a bad situation and consider my options as far as classes go. Looking at the list of classes, I decide that I cannot well be a healer as my only option is Conjurer and I'm fairly wary of the hostage-Cult of Gridania that the Elementals made. Thaumaturge doesn't feel very appealing due to its lack of healing or defense. I look at Arcanist curiously for a while, thinking about how a Topaz Carbuncle would be pretty good to keep me safe, but ultimately rejecting it as my choice. Instead I pull the Soul of a Red Mage out of my pocket and smile, going with the Jack-Of-All-Trades class.

Looking at the list of Disciple of the Hand and Disciple of the Land options, I choose Cook out of a newfound love for food in all its forms due to heightened sense of smell and taste thanks to being a Miqo'te, and curiosity to see how different food tastes. To compliment it and my new sense of taste I pick up Fishing as my Disciple of Land class.

With my three classes sorted out, I do my best to charter a boat to take me to Old Sharlayan so that I can learn as much as possible about the planet and universe, since Square Enix only gives us what they can through the game and scant outside materials.