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“Have you forgotten? The Black Fang are finished.” It doesn’t pain him to admit as much, for it is merely the truth. “Bounty hunters came after anyone lucky enough to survive, looking to finish the job you started.” “Lloyd, you have to get out of here.” “Flynn? What-” “I don’t have time to explain! Silva’s outside readying a horse and supplies for you to take. You need to go, before they make it past the front gate!”

“Flynn, wait. Who’s going to make it past the front gate?” “…Bounty hunters. They know you’re alive—Albert and Hershel are distracting them now to buy you time to escape. I hate to do this when you’ve finally returned, but… I won’t let you rush to join your family on the other side. Got it?” “…Aye.” “Just come back when this is all over, okay? We’ll be here, waiting.” “I will. I owe you that much.” In the end, he’d fled Elibe entirely to shake them off, constantly moving from place to place until he had grown weary of even that. “This place is safe. I lend my sword to the knights, and they give me a place to stay in return. They’ve given Nino a chance to make up for everything she wasn’t taught.” A pause, followed by a rueful smile. “If I’m still a threat to you, why not put that sword of yours to use? I don’t have any way of fighting back. It’d be an easy shot.” Not that Lloyd has any intention of actually dying here, of course, but he won’t be satisfied until he has the answer to a question long since rendered pointless.

Eliwood raised a brow at Lloyd’s words. Did he hear him right? Because it sounded as if he were blaming him. It was true that he had a hand on Black Fang’s collapse. But to be framed as an oppressor, when it was the Fang who started all the trouble? It was almost funny. “Blaming everything on me, huh. That’s an interesting perspective you have there.” His voice dripped with sarcasm as he uttered those words. He didn’t sound like himself and he hated it. He took a deep breath to try to compose himself. Getting angry won’t do him any favors. However, he can’t just stand there and take all the blame.

“Look. I spared many of your lot and even welcomed those who had the mind to think for themselves as my friends. Beyond that, there’s very little I can do. I did what I had to do to protect the realm and I will never apologize for that.” His tone was poised, civil, but his eyes were intense, burning with conviction.

But when Nino’s name had come up, the fire in his chest had been extinguished. His precious friend was alive and well! The relief that he felt was immense. He had been especially worried for the young mage who suddenly vanished, and had feared for the worst when his knights could not find her. Now that he was fully calm, he was able to truly hear Lloyd’s words.

Eliwood drew his sword, the light of the moon glinted menacingly on the blade. Letting the White Wolf live was a risk. Especially in this place that had been built for nobility, the nobility that the wolf so despised. The choice was as clear as day. He would end it all in a single strike. He took three quick steps forward for momentum and swung the blade with all his might to send it crashing down on the floor. The force of his strike was enough to shatter the blade, just as he hoped.

“I did not come here to play the role of an executioner.” He said firmly and threw the hilt of his rapier on top of the shattered pile. “So don’t give me a reason to become one.” If blood were to spilled that night, it will not come from his hand. However, a tiny piece of the blade had recoiled and nicked him on the cheek. It was a shallow cut but blood had began to trickle.

He may have just put the academy (himself included) at risk with his decision. However, he had a strong feeling that Lloyd had meant every word that he said. And who was he to deny someone a second chance at life? I just hope my trust was not ill-placed.

#regalblades #eliwood vc: now what. how am i gonna ask for his stamp now #toaball2020

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"Hey there! I don't think we've ever met, but I saw your name in my same house and somebody told me what you look like. The name's Caspar - Caspar von Bergliez. Nice to meet you, and welcome to the Black Eagles house!" He shook Eliwood's hand if it met his extended one, then offers his card out to the other. "We're supposed to collect signatures on these, so sign mine, please? Where are you from, by the way?" he added. "You don't look like you're from around here."

Eliwood stood by the refreshments table, drinking that coffee that was currently trending in Fodlan. He has always been a tea type of guy, but the tasty blend of hot milk, chocolate, and coffee is a welcome treat to his sweet tooth. Pherae could sell this type of drink and boost tourism. Maybe I should go to kitchen later and learn how to brew one.

Drinks aside, he had been watching the people glide on the dance floor. His eyes were particularly glued on the dancing forms of his best friends. Silently praying for Hector not to commit any blunder. A boot to the toes would certainly hurt, especially if it came from Hector. But it looks like won’t have to worry about him, because it seems as if his friend had been possessed by swan. He had complete faith in Lyndis on the other hand. He’d seen her graceful movements on the battlefield and reasoned that those movements would translate well on the dance floor. His people watching would have to continue some other time. Someone had approached him for small talk. “The pleasure’s all mine, Caspar. I’m Eliwood.” He had set the coffee on the table and smiled as he firmly shook the hand that had been offered. The guy looked to be the positive, friendly, jolly sort, his favorite personality type. He won’t have to worry about being friendless in his new house. “I hope you won’t mind me troubling you from time to time.”

“But only if you sign mine.” He fished out his own card from his pocket to exchange with Caspar. He meant it as a jest, of course. He would have signed Caspar’s card even if the other had refused to sign his card. “I’m from the continent of Elibe. Have you heard of it? It’s quite far from Fodlan. You would have to cross an ocean to reach it.”

Caspar’s card was already full of signatures when he received it. He stamped the card and neatly affixed his signature before promptly returning it owner. “Looks like you’re already done. Congratulations!” Eliwood couldn’t help but be impressed at his housemate’s social prowess.

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“Haha! Like a carrot before a horse, huh?” Caspar readily accepted Eliwood’s card and scrawled his initials upon it - CvB, large as he was allowed within the box and boyish, V looking more like an extended tail on the B - and waited for his companion to sign his before trading back. The redhead mentioned his continent - something about the name was familiar; but before he could begin to wonder where he knew that from, Eliwood interrupted him with praise. “Looks like you’re already done. Congratulations!”

“Thanks!” Caspar couldn’t help but puff his chest a bit in pride. “It wasn’t hard at all - they only needed ten signatures, but there are already about that many students just in the Black Eagles house, even just from Fodlan! So now I’m just collecting as many as I can. I’d already met all of them, and a few others besides, so all I had to do was go find them again. Got a few dances out of it too, hehe~ Oh, but you’re new here, right?” he interrupted himself curiously. “I suppose I could introduce you to some folks if you’re so inclined, or at least point them out in the crowd. You said you’re from Elibe, though? I swear there’s someone else from there here…”

Elibe… Elibe… He knew he wasn’t making it up when he said he’d heard it somewhere before. But who– “Oh!” the boy brightened suddenly in memory. “There is someone else from there already here! Think she said her name was Lyn? Do you know her, Eliwood?”

blazingxhero

“Thank you.” He admired the card briefly before returning it to his pocket. Caspar’s signature had been his first. Only nine more signatures to go, seems doable. If he takes a page out of Caspar’s book, maybe he can go beyond ten signatures as well. As he listened to Caspar ramble though, he found that following the young man’s example would be somewhat impossible for him. He can’t possibly be that chatty around strangers, that would no doubt burn him out. They first met five minutes ago but he’s talking to him as if he were an old friend. And he feels genuine too, very much unlike the nobles back home. “You’re quite good at this. If your martial arts is as good as your social skills, I feel that you would make a good general.” He suddenly perks up at the mention of his friend’s name. “Oh yes, Lyndis! I know her. She’s one of my best friends. I’ve yet to talk to her, she’s currently busy, see.” He says, and gestures at the dancing duo on the dance floor. He caught sight of Lyndis’ little misstep and chuckles. He had lost his internal bet. Hector won this round. It seems that his friend was more attentive to his dance lessons than he let on. “Oh and the one she’s dancing with is also my best friend, Hector. They make such a handsome pair, don’t they?” He says proudly. Like how a parent would dote upon their favorite children.

#hotheadhero #eliwood vc: this guy can sure talk a lot. fascinating!#// also eliwood is totally that will smith meme where he presents his wife to the red carpet

braveryinblue

🚨| "Yes, yes. I look ridiculous. I know it. Of all the outfits... " He sighs deeply. Dressing in fancy garb has always made him incredibly self-conscious. Only a select few know of it (Hector being one of the privileged few), since he's good at faking confidence in court. "Anyway, I heard there's a prize for completing this." He shows his card to Hector with a grin. His competitive streak is also one of the things that a few are privy to. "Sign mine? I'll also sign yours."

Spotting his favourite redhead amid the crowd had come alongside a wave of relief, and Hector had immediately made a beeline for his fellow Marquess-in-arms. This time, it had been the Ostian who greeted the Pheraen with a clap on the back, but the second Eliwood opened his mouth…

In a bid to keep from deflating, Hector instead puffs himself up, lightly tapping his friend’s shoulder with a curled first. “Fie! Fie on your misgivings, Eliwood. You look dashing as ever, no, even more so! Enough to make many a maiden swoon - and this, I know, because I’ve witnessed the proof with my own two eyes.”

The Ostian lord was perhaps oblivious to any affections hazarded in his own direction, but when it came to pairs of eyes pinned on his friends… He does not fancy himself blind.

“Besides, you’re not alone when it comes to feeling askew, you know?” He is, of course, referring to himself and the mild discomfort he feels in this fancier garb… and to Lyndis as well. (She, he did not fail to notice, had attracted her own fair share of stares, as well.)

With a grin to match Eliwood’s, he fishes up his own card and exchanges them. One signature, and one Ostian crest from his signet ring, coming right up. Affecting formality, he bows, then rises with a flourish with the intent to return his friend’s card to him - then thinks better of it, holding it close.

“Hm. You’re missing a few, old chap. If your card were, say, not to get returned… I’d be the winner by default.”

blazingxhero

“Pft- You really laid it a tad thick there, my friend.” He chuckled as he shook his head. Eliwood has always been a good judge of people. Those he had chosen to trust had never led him astray, no matter how questionable their background may be. But when it comes to romantic cues and such he can be rather oblivious. Whatever stares he got that night has been automatically assumed as people being polite or curious.

“But thank you, you look quite dashing as well. We really should get used to wearing these things though.” Even if he thought that some things were exaggerated, he’s still grateful for his friend’s words. Hector’s no liar and that gave him the much needed confidence boost.

He stamped the card and neatly placed his signature underneath the seal. He had also caught his friend’s theatrics and laughed. But when his friend kept his card hostage, he shook his head and kept his smile. Heh. Two can play that game.

“I see you won’t be needing this then.” Eliwood waved Hector’s card before promptly pocketing it. “Glad to know that you’re still the paragon of sportsmanship. Why, you’re willing to throw away your own progress to give me a chance to catch up. That’s very noble of you.” Eliwood tried to keep his tone genuine and innocent but his eyes sparkled with mischief. Hector must have forgotten that he has yet to receive his own card or else he wouldn’t come up with that prank. “I didn’t expect that you’d love small talk so much.”

#braveryinblue #toaball2020 #eliwood vc: ha! i only have like two signatures there. you've more to lose

freliaes

👗 Eliwood had seen Lyndis at the ball and could not believe his eyes. His other best friend was also here at Garreg Mach! If this had happened on any other day, Eliwood would be shouting her name and waving like mad. But the event required some decorum, he had to settle for the next best thing, which is to impersonate the funniest of Lyndis' retainers, Sain. "Pardon me for being forward but you look absolutely radiant, milady. May I have the pleasure of your name? Or better yet, your company?"

ethereal ball 2020

Lyn starts a bit at the voice behind her, patience already wearing thin once she starts to hear the cliched compliments. If she didn’t know any better, she’d think it was Sain—the diction certainly matched his, but the voice? Not quite. Something about it did seem familiar, though certainly not in the way she expected.

The Sacaen glances over her shoulder, only for her eyes to go wide when she is met with the sight of Eliwood. Whatever she had been about to say immediately dies on her tongue, speechless as her mouth falls agape. Hector was here, so it really shouldn’t have come as any surprise that Eliwood might think to follow him, or attend the academy for similar reasons, but still—

She hadn’t thought they would meet again so suddenly like this, so unexpectedly.

“Eli—” She turns on her heel, arms opening in preparation for a hug, but Lyn catches herself before she could embarrass the both of them. Decorum. Manners. She had to remember all of that, this being a fancy party and all.

Arms drop back to her sides, and she laughs, overjoyed to see her best friend again. “It’s so great to see you! When did you get here? Hector didn’t mention anything about you coming!”

blazingxhero

Eliwood chuckled at the sight. He thought that impersonating Sain would be the funniest thing and when he saw Lyndis’ bewildered face, he knew that he had made the right call.

“What? No hug for me?” He was prepared to receive Lyndis’ hug and was disappointed that he didn’t get any. “Is it because I’m not as cuddly as Hector? Why, Lyndis I am hurt. Hurt. ” He puts a hand over his heart and intentionally does a terrible job of pretending to be hurt. Making sure to enunciate the last phrase slowly and dramatically. There are only two people in the world who has the privilege of seeing him acting like a clown. One is standing before him and the other is currently engaged in a meatball war with Caspar.

He keeps this act for a little bit before eventually bursting into laughter. “Sorry about that.” He apologized but did not mean it, since he kept his goofy grin plastered on his face.

“Well, the funny thing is that I didn’t know that he was enrolled here either. I was so surprised when I saw him at the horse fair! That was my first day here in Garreg Mach.” He was so glad that he’d get to spend more time with his best friends. Especially in this setting, where they don’t have to worry about their lives and the safety of the world.

#sacaelyn #//i'm sorry he's gonna be like that to hec and lyn #// a clown

continued from here || @regalblades The man who should have been dead is before him, looking very much alive. How was that possible? But more importantly, was he still hellbent on avenging his brother? If so, then a fight might be unavoidable.

Eliwood could feel the bead of sweat trickle down from the side of his face. The only weapon that he had on him was his ceremonial rapier. Though it was sharp enough to pierce thru flesh, it wasn’t built for battles. It would most likely shatter after five strikes, seven if he’s lucky. But is it even possible to defeat a sword master like Lloyd with a weapon like that? No, of course not. If it came down to it, he would have to bet everything on the first strike. His speed and reflexes would be the determining factor, whether he lives or dies.

Suddenly, Lloyd raised his hands and proclaimed that he’s unarmed. Eliwood gave him a once over and saw that, indeed, there were no weapons to be seen. He relaxes but only slightly and not entirely. Lloyd doesn’t seem like the type to stab his opponents at the back, but at the same time he was also an assassin, so one can never be too careful.

“Right.” He nods simply and did not care to elaborate further. Instead, he threw a question at the sword master. “Why are you here then?” His expression is solemn but he was curious. Garreg Mach was crawling with noble scions. The last place that he expected for a member of the black fang to be hanging about.

#regalblades #toaball2020 #eli vc: i hope you're not here to kill the kids or i will fite

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#hotheadhero #toaball2020 #Eli while sipping his coffee: Awh They're such good friends #Eli seeing Caspar's card: dude how. teach me your ways

theofficersacademy

[ Ethereal Ball 2020 info post ]

ASK MEMES

Give my muse something to eat or drink…

Champagne: Imported from the western shores of the Adrestrian Empire, the school purchases 70 bottles of this stuff well in advanced for this day alone. The bartenders are under strict orders not to offer any student more than one glass.

Sparkling Water: Fresh spring water that has been magically carbonated. Served with a squeeze of lime or a dash of one of the many fruit syrups available at the bartender’s disposal.

Coffee: More specifically, a mocha brewed with Almyran coffee beans and Dagdan chocolate and served with hot milk. A sweeter variation of the drink taking Fódlan by storm.

Tea: Just what it says on the tin! The only teas offered are Mint, Bergamot, Sweet-Apple Blend, Albinean Berry Blend, and Southern Fruit Blend, wrapped in small tea bags. Clever students bring their own tea.

Water: The liquid of life, the quencher of thirst. Served in crystalline glasses. And what’s more dramatic than throwing water at someone’s face!

Spaghetti and meatball: A lovers’ portion of freshly-made spaghetti cooked in the monastery’s famous tomato sauce. The titular, singular meatball sits in the center, waiting for one lucky person to have their lover roll it to them with their nose as an offering.

Sweet Bun Trio: A selection of traditional Faerghus pastries, all small enough to be eaten in one delicious bite! The first bun is filled with sweet cream and topped with icing and a candied cherry. The second is a sweet roll filled with almonds, pecans, and dried cranberries and glazed with honey. The third is a bun sliced in half, filled with almond paste and whipped cream, dusted with powdered sugar on top.

Pomegranate: A newcomer to the Ethereal Ball’s menu, a simple bowl of pomegranate seeds. No one in the staff is quite sure how these are supposed to be served, only that you better not spit the pits out on the floor!

Mint candy: For when your breath isn’t as fresh as newly-fallen snow.

Interact with my muse…

send 💌to invite my muse to the Goddess Tower

send 👀to accidentally find my muse at the Goddess Tower

send 🏃to sneak off and explore the monastery together

send 👗to compliment my muse’s outfit

send 🚨for my muse to call the fashion police on your muse

send 👂to pass along a rumor your muse has heard about someone else

or make up your own!

Dance with my muse…

send 💃to ask my muse for a dance

send 🙇for my muse to ask yours for a dance

send 👯to teach my muse a new dance

send 😃for my muse to make your muse laugh with a silly dance

send 💫for our muses to get paired with each other in the middle of a dance

#looooooool #i thought i reblogged this already #lmao

//Btw, this is the attire he's wearing at the ball. Minus Nini's lance.

#toaball2020

Before the ball

On the morning of the Ethereal Ball a package had arrived for Eliwood. It came all the way from Castle Pherae. Which made him all the more curious because there was a high chance that it was from his mother. The box was large but flat and when he shook it to guess the content, a dull sound could barely be heard. What was inside? Some sort of clothing, perhaps? He carefully opened the package and saw that the content had been enclosed with another wrapper. There was also an envelope on top of the wrapped package, which was addressed to him. The handwriting was unmistakable, it was his mother’s. The letter was not long. There was nothing note worthy about it except the part where his mother talked about the package.

“ Lowen had written about a ball that is about to take place in your academy. Unfortunately, the distance between Fodlan and Elibe is too great. If we had prepared something new for you to wear, the ball would have been long over before you are able to receive it. That is why we sent you the finest garb that you currently own instead. Yes, that same one that you wore in your ascension ceremony. I know that you do not like dressing up, but you are now Marquess Pherae. And since you are in another continent, you represent not only Pherae but also Elibe. That is why you must always dress impress.” It was true. Underneath the wrapper were the clothes that had been a little too fancy for his liking. The white hues of his garment would certainly standout against the black uniform that the students wore. He had planned to don an attire that was similar to his usual blues but had more intricate details. However, he can’t very well ignore the request of his mother. She made too much sense.

Oh well, maybe the other nobles will be wearing something different. Especially, that Lorenz from the Golden Deer house. He looked like the sort that would wear a very eye-catching ensemble.

#toaball2020 #//just want to set him up for the ball #//im too sleepy to proofread tho

blazingxhero

Beau-tea and the Best tea

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healingmist‌:

Host clubs. She’s never really heard of them.

So, understandably, Mist barely had any real idea of what she would be walking into. From the flyers, it seemed to be this casual meet-and-greet sort of event, with snacks and tea. That alone had been enough to catch her interest, and she was excited for the chance to meet new people, and possibly make new friends. Hopefully she wouldn’t be expected to act all fancy and formal or anything—that had never really been a strong suit of hers.

Mist steps into the music room and can’t help her gasp of awe when she sees all of the flowers, making it look like an indoor garden of sorts. A delighted smile is plastered to her face as she walks through the room, taking in the fragrant scent of flowers and tea as she searches for her table.

It doesn’t take Mist too long to find it, and once she does, she’s struck by the dashing young gentleman that greets her. She wasn’t the sort of girl that normally swooned at every pretty face, but not even Mist could help the slight warmth in her cheeks as she takes her seat. He was so graceful, and refined… almost like a prince, from the storybooks. All he needed was one of those full white suits, and a valiant steed to complete the picture.

“T-thanks! I’m, uh, Mist.” She introduces herself, awkwardly brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Eli—er, Lord Eliwood.” Mist remembers to add on his title at the last minute, finding his name familiar. She’s pretty sure she heard it from people around campus, gossiping about some new, foreign lord.

She smiles at him, not quite sure what else to say, before her eyes catch onto the tea set on the table. It smelled faintly of apple. “Soooo… tea, huh?”

Eliwood let a soft chuckle escape from his lips. The young lady looked cute and her nervousness quite endearing. But what drew him the most was the color of her eyes. Its shade of blue reminded him of a cherished person, who now only appears in his dreams and nightmares. However, he was not able to reminisce much. He was caught off guard by Mist, who suddenly appended the title “Lord” to his name. How did she know? It hasn’t been a week since he arrived at Garreg Mach and he doesn’t recall telling anyone aside from faculty about his circumstances.

“Ah, about that... My apologies for not being forthcoming with my identity. But please just call me Eliwood. There’s no need for formalities, since I am here as a student and not as a diplomat.” He could feel his cheeks redden as he gave her a sheepish smile. He felt as if he had been caught stealing cookies from the jar. He wasn’t trying to hide his identity. However, he wasn’t expecting to be exposed so early either. He had hoped that he would have at least a month for his fellow students to get to know him, as Eliwood, and not as a foreign lord. His status makes it hard for him to make friends, since people tend to distance themselves from him.

“Tea! Of course!” He clapped a bit enthusiastically, as if trying to will the air of awkwardness away. He shouldn’t let his confidence slide or else it might affect the guest’s tea experience. He wouldn’t be able to show his face back home if he can’t handle a little hosting. “I don’t know what kind you prefer, so I gathered an assortment for you to choose from.“ He gestured his open palm to the tray. There were at least 20 types of tea. “Don’t worry, I practiced.” His chance to show the fruits of his training had finally arrived, and frankly he was excited.

#thread: beau tea and the best tea #healingmist #//im sorry this took me so long #//and yeahh im sorry im not very good at writing #//but basically eliwood is worried that he wont be able to make friends bec he is already a marquess

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Beau-tea and the Best tea

Host Club Starter for @healingmist

When Eliwood saw the ad for the host club, he immediately jumped at the opportunity despite knowing absolutely nothing about host clubs and how it operates. To him, it was imperative that he enrich himself with the land’s culture and cultivate his own life experiences. He believed that Pherae could stand to gain a lot from his learnings. Also, the idea of chatting with someone new over tea and sweets was a charming one, the perfect chance to gain new friends.

When the list of participants was announced and saw that he was going to be a host, he became mildly worried. If tea was the reason why their partner was excited, surely they were tea connoisseurs. In that case, he will have to allot some time to polish his tea brewing skills. Good thing he brought Lowen along, he’s the perfect person to practice on since he could get accurate feedback on the taste of his brew.

Another thing that caught the redhead’s eyes on the list were two names. Hector’s participating? Huh. Either the academy changed Hector so much that he now enjoyed tea time with strangers or some sort of mistake has been made. A prank, maybe? Whatever the reason is, he hoped that his friend would enjoy the event. As for the other name, Lyn...could it be? Could Lyndis also be around? He would have to ask Hector about her later. It’d be nice to see Lyndis again. He hasn’t heard anything from her since she left Caelin.

The day of the event came. At that point, Eliwood had enough tea brewing practice that he was close to being called a master. Still, he couldn’t help but feel nervous. He had been informed that as a host in a host club, he needed to flirt in order to entertain his guest. He was capable of a lot of things and flirting was not one of those things.

It didn’t take long for Eliwood to locate his designated table and wasted no time to set up. His partner could arrive at any moment. Sure enough, he heard footsteps approach him which prompted him to rise from his seat. He smiles at the new person. His eyes turning into little crescents as he did so. Whatever nerves he had been feeling was immediately thrown out of the window. “Hello, I am Eliwood.”, his voice gentle and pleasant. He placed a hand above his heart and took a little bow, “I am delighted to make your acquaintance.” Afterwards, he smiled rather charmingly as he gestured to the seat. “Please take a seat.” Hopefully, his guest was a gracious one and didn’t mind the lack of whispering of sweet nothings. But just in case, he had already prepared an apology for his impending lackluster performance.

#thread: Beau-tea and the Best Tea #healingmist #//i hope this is okay haha #//eliwood is more of a natural charmer. he has no idea how to flirt on command #//elsewhere lowen is bloated from all the tea that he had to taste test for eliwood

blazingxhero

Reunion at the Horse(?) Festival || Eliwood and Hector

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braveryinblue

An excuse to avoid coursework and paperwork both was an excuse Hector readily pounced on. When news of the festival caught his ear, he knew it to be the chance he was looking for. Surely the council back home would fault him not for wishing to partake in the land’s culture? Such was part of the reason they had sent him here, after all.

Much calmed breathing in the fresh (… albeit distinctively horse-smelling) air, Hector sighed, grateful to feel the stress slipping from his shoulders. A stuffy life crammed indoors was not the life for him, nay! Blast that Uther for leaving him so damn early, and unceremoniously at that, that Hector mightn’t be spared the politics and pains in the arse of leadership…

Alas…

Running a hand through his hair, he looked on the show before him. A new race was starting up. People chattered excitedly, placing their bets and readying to cheer on their favourites. Horses had never really been his Thing, but he knew two people who loved the critters. Watching, he wondered idly: Lyn had to be here today, right? He doubted if the Sacaen woman could pull herself away from a festival focused on these beasties even if she Tried.

And the thought occurred to him also: Eliwood would no doubt enjoy such a day, as well.

And speak of the devil…

Jumping at the clap on his back, he whirled on his would-be assailant and his growl of mixed surprise and annoyance died on his lips. Eyes widened, then narrowed as a contemplative frown overtook him.

“That I am, yes. And you, sir, certainly Sound like my best friend, and Look like my best friend… Though last I’d heard, that man was resigned to a life in distant Pherae…” Arms crossed, he made a show of being suspicious, but the facade could only last so long. Breaking into a grin, Hector returned Eliwood’s enthusiastic clap with one of his own and a booming peal of laughter.

“Eliwood, you mad lad! You’re really here too, huh! I’m not just hallucinating, am I?” One could never be sure, aye? He pinched his own cheek, winced, then laughed. “You are really here!” Then, a pause as he tried to sort out the whys and wherefores. “… How, though…? No way, those stuffy old codgers actually turned you loose?! How’d you pull that one off, my friend?”

In retrospect, Eliwood should have been more gentle with his greeting. What if he had been mistaken and the person just happened to look similar to Hector? Explaining himself would have been a disaster and the council members back at home would have been infinitely disappointed in him. ‘You caused trouble on your first day? We should have never agreed to send you to Garreg Mach’, is what they would have said. Fortunately for him, he could never mistake anyone for Hector. Besides, being able to see Hector’s dramatic shift in expressions was well worth the risk.

“You speak as if that friend of yours is an old man who had already retired from a life of adventure and excitement.” That would have been the case had the council not given him the permission to study abroad. The first few months as Marquess Pherae had drained him of his youth, or at least that’s what it felt like.

Then in an instant, all the lost youth had been thwacked back into him by his jovial friend. He staggered from the weight of Hector’s hand but he didn’t mind. He laughed alongside his best friend. Hector pinching himself earned another round of laughter from Eliwood. When was the last time he laughed this hard? Truly, it was good to see his dear friend.

“Ha! You forget who convinced all of Caelin’s neighbors to stay neutral during the inheritance dispute.” He puffed his chest a bit and grinned cheekily at Hector. “Though… I must confess, Caelin’s neighbors were a lot easier to convince than the council.” Eliwood thought back to the time when he was gathering permission. He has always been gifted in the art of persuasion. However, the council members were all aware of his ability and were somewhat immune to him. His request had been denied the first time he had proposed it. Thus, he had to be more... convincing. “I had to visit each of the member’s homes daily. Each visit, I presented different reasons why I should be allowed to study. I also had Lowen bake desserts as gifts to their spouses. Lowen did such a fantastic job but they didn't seem too thrilled about the gifts. I wonder why…” His council may be immune to him but their spouses aren’t. His charms combined with Lowen’s sweets had won the spouses over to his side. It made arguing a lot easier for him. “I believe it took about two weeks before they gave their consent.” In other words, he had pestered his council into agreeing.

“But anyway, how is life in the academy? I have not talked with the professors aside from the one in charge of my enrollment.” He probably should have greeted the faculty first but the call of the town’s festival was too strong. He was afraid that he would miss it by the time he’s done with the greetings.

#thread: Reunion at the Horse(?) Festival #braveryinblue #Lowen gets a mention bec he's my fave retainer

Reunion at the Horse(?) Festival || Eliwood and Hector

@braveryinblue

After getting himself acquainted with the general layout of the monastery, Eliwood decided to head to the town. He had seen it on the way to the monastery and it looked as if there was some sort of festival was going on. As a lover of towns and festivals, he simply could not miss it. Not only that, but it was a great chance to learn more about Fodlan culture. His business at the academy will just have to wait. Eliwood arrived at the festival grounds and was pleasantly surprised to see many horses trotting about. He had thought that it was a horse festival at first, but after chatting with the townsfolk, he found out that the festival was actually in honor of the founding of the Holy Kingdom of Faergus. Still, there were a lot of horse-related events happening that it can pass as a proper horse festival. Ah, if only he’d brought Maximillian, his trusty white steed, he could compete in the events and possibly bag one or two wins. Especially in the horse show events. There was no way his Max could be inferior to any of the horses there. Eliwood briefly wondered if he should have his horse shipped to him but decided against it. There was a considerable distance between Fodlan and Elibe and the journey would no doubt stress the poor horse. But he still wanted to compete in the events. Maybe there was a stable out there that rented horses for that reason. While wandering around and looking for a stable, Eliwood noticed that there were also a lot of students in the area. But that shouldn’t count as a surprise, considering the town was close to the academy. He even spotted a student that suspiciously looked a lot like his best friend. Wait a minute. Eliwood stopped and stared at the student. He couldn’t see the face because his back was turned at him and there was some distance between them. But the height, built, silhouette and hair was exactly like Hector. There was no mistaking it. Without a second thought, Eliwood darted past the people. He miraculously reached the student without bumping into anyone.

With a huge grin, he clapped the man’s back with all his might. His excitement at the prospect that he will, once again, be attending the same academy with his best friend was so palpable, that he didn’t even hold back. It’s Hector. There’s no way that he can’t take his overenthusiastic greeting.

“Hector! You’re here!“

#thread: Reunion at the Horse(?) Festival #braveryinblue #toa:missionboard #//woooo first thread. let the shenanigans start #//another red head horse lover boy

Citrine Focus & Moonstone Luster?~

Citrine Focus: Are they able to multi-task or do they prefer to keep at one thing at a time?

He is able to multi-task but he prefers to work on things one at a time. It’s faster and more efficient that way. Less mistakes.Moonstone Luster: Are there are any items they own that have sentimental value to them?His crown band. (i’m gonna call it that) His mother gave that to him as a protective charm of sorts. That’s the reason why he’s the only fe dad lord who didn’t die.

His personal weapon, Rapier/Eliwood’s Blade. It was gifted to him by his father when he completed his sword training. He’s most known for wielding the Durandal but his sword style doesn’t really match with the weapon. He has to practice more if he wants to be as good as he is when he’s wielding his rapier. He’s the fencer type, relying more on speed and accuracy for his piercing attacks and thrusts.

#//headcanons #jehannanmage

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Coral Fragments: How well does your muse deal with stress? Do they do anything in particular to help them deal with it, and if so what do they do?

But of course he’s only human, so there will be times when he’ll feel the full weight of the burden that he’s shouldering. In those cases, what he does to clear his mind is to go riding in the vast lands of Pherae on his favorite white horse. He also likes to walk around the towns and talk with the townsfolk. He likes hearing the stories of his people. He always feels refreshed and inspired after his walks around town.

#//headcanons #celestialbloom

Coral Fragments: How well does your muse deal with stress? Do they do anything in particular to help them deal with it, and if so what do they do?

Generally speaking, Eliwood’s got grace under pressure. He doesn’t dwell much on the problem. He’s the type that goes, “Okay, that sounds bad. What’s the next step? What are our options?” He’s not one to easily give up and will always try to find a solution to the problem. Even when faced with difficult situations like the death of his father, and him accidentally killing his dear companion, who may or may not be the love of his life, he never gave up and did what he had to do. I mean, sure he was depressed the whole time, and took breaks to mend his broken spirit, but what’s important is that he bounced back and saved Elibe.

#//headcanons #unwillingvessel

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