Christmas. To Renitra it was known as the Starlight Celebration, a fortnight long event in the Sixth Umbral Moon in the Eorzean Calender. The history of the holiday went back to the early days of the Dragonsong War, when displaced Ishgardian war orphans were left to fend for themselves in the harsh winters of the Cotheasian climate, but were rescued by temple knights who snuck them into their barracks in red jackets, due to the Temple Knights forbidding such charity. The orphans then vowed to repay this charity they had been given every Sixth Umbral Moon.

As Renitra reflected on the holidays origin, she was standing on guard beside a massive red sleigh where the Saint of Nymeria (who insisted she referred to him as Santa Claus or Father Christmas), or rather a Volunteer playing the role was sitting on, talking to children about what they want for a present. Way back when Renitra remembered doing something similar with a Saint of Nymeria back in Gridania. And one year she set about with her father, a Doman refugee to make mochi with a personalised hammer and mortar, but was a hilarious disaster due to the Carpenters Guild failing to understand the specifications that they had mapped out for the hammer and mortar. The end result was the hammer looking like a croquet mallet, and the mortar itself was more... kobold alchemy oven than round platform to pound said mochi. Needless to say the attempt to make the mochi came out a mangled pancake. It was still a speical holiday memory she held close to her heart.

Renitra was in Torensten to help with the town's Christmas celebration. To that end she was wearing her own Saint of Nyemia outfit. A Red jacket with skirt, mittens that went up to her elbows and red knee high boots, along silver tinsel and trim all over the outfit. Her job was simply to protect Santa, and when he was done, Renitra was to take the sleigh and personally deliver the presents on his behalf. What could go wrong?