"Oh, don't let all the joking around fool ya--

From Plegia to the continent of Tellius.. Henry was still unsure when the process happened, what hex caused him to be transported from the dusty dunes to the rather.. wealthier and prim country of Crimea. 

Moreover, who trusted him to be a part of the investigation units. A status high for a young boy who had many screws loose in the head and with a high potential of not doing his job to the fullest. If he couldn’t curse someone or kill them, spread the rainfall of crimson across his circle, what was the use of following orders?

The continent was pure and void of the undead too! That was a huge difference.

But hey, it was a nice position, the Commander was a sweet young girl who was perhaps more powerful and eager to battle than his old cool Commander of the Shepherds. Wherever they were anyway..

He giggled at her meek response. He was half-joking about getting paid to smile, but it was important to mask every sign of weakness under a small bend of lips. It threw the opponents off, and it made oneself even more formidable, and she had just what it takes to do that!

“The pay’s a bonus, Mi’Lady~”

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( we shall )

( I say, getting to this in 1000+ years after )

“Hehee! it’s okay to be sad, that’s when we gotta hero-up and bring back the happiness that the bad guys stole.” 

Uh oh, this does not look so great.. except it does too! The clouds began to rage, begetting foul rain that burned the ground, twisting gears and calculative accuracies. As if something from a movie, cool, but frightening.

Seeing those red beams hit the ground, he focused on keeping a good distance until he saw a huge dome like existence appearing all around the island. Like Lilith’s black marble, it was a huge glass-like defense barrier, obsidian.  Maybe that was the spot where the people were to meet. Well, time to make a run for it there, while casting a few spells around to dispell the laser attacks.

He sent a messenger bird to Mercy as she was on an island separate from Chiaki and he. It’d be good to assemble the team and keep each other from meeting a bad fate.

In the process though.. Two of his little crow friends were shot in the process. Damn. He cackled loudly, fist clenching enough to rip a few pages from his tome.

“Ohh.. you are done for.” pulling out another tome, he generated a dangerous amount of dark magic, rising from the grounds of Makana island all the way upward, directly aiming at the clouds as well as the bats that were beginning to irritate him.

Look out Solitude, a new Hero squad is here~

Nya ha ha! We’ll hex all your sorrows away!

“Without water or sunlight?” That sounded scientifically impossible, but he hasn’t asked for money to prove his ‘skill’, so on one hand that settled her down a little.

“Will you be providing energy and food through nano-tech, perhaps?” She mutters, looking him over. He seemed young– younger than her, at least, but if Efi was proof of anything it’s that any one can be a master of tough sciences at any age. But he didn’t seem to have any equipment, barr a crayon, to use to work nano-tech.

It was with a bit of hesitancy that Angela drew closer, leaning on her knees to watch his experiment. The least she can do is watch, right?

“I’m afraid I’m not quite familiar with… Magic, magic.” Angela explains, “As a professional, you’ll have to forgive me if I’m a little skeptical.”

“Uh-huh. It’ll live and grow on its own, like an independent living being with the magic imbued within its body” he nodded rather quickly before speaking, though the next words had him confused. There was an extent of science that the people knew, but not as advanced as Angela was suggesting. 

Though their knowledge was more of physics rather than scientific technology. That was on a world of its own.

“Nano-tech? Is that some sort of new hex or something?” it sounded cool to know about. Was she from the futuristic world that some of his acquaintances are, then there would be a lot to ask..

“Yeah? Well this is a damned lucky day if I’d say so myself. Miriel would’ve said a little skepticism would help ya’ learn it better” it may have not been the best example, but he proceeded anyway, allowing the ground to flash purple, letting some of it flow within the small pieces of the rooted plant with a rather funny chant, almost sounding fake.

He lifted it off the ground as he saw it sprout, growing a bit of a stem and connecting each other into one long root.

@corv-grisch

When Angela had heard about the prospect of magic on this island, she scoffed at the notion. Had it been magic tricks, she would have clapped, gotten excited, wanted to see a good show, but real magic? Not so much.

She’d caught wind of someone who supposedly worked with magic and, to cure her overwhelming curiosity as to what scam they were pulling, decided to try and seek out the mentioned person. Of course, crushing his belief was something Angela would hate to do, but if he was using his skills for other reasons…

When she finally found who she, at least, thinks the others were describing, she couldn’t help but notice he had an… unusual feeling about him, causing her to approach a little more hesitantly than before.

“Pardon me, this may seem to come out of no where, but I heard this interesting rumor that you do… magic?”

Another day meant another day of practice. Being the little follower of the Plegian King Marc, there was a tidbit of liberty given to the mage just long as His Highness could be entertained by the works.

And it was almost a personal favourite to cast spells when he had time and the energy to do so. With his cutest crow as his company, the only company he knew would never go away, he drew a circle on the sandy dunes with a crayon and placed a few roots of plants that grew around the area within the marked are.

Before he began to chant, one of crows that accompanied him began to speak, almost defensively cawing as if there was an intruder. He turned around with a bright smile as he addressed her. Hey, he seen her before~ She was present the day before when they were playing some games within the community centre. The woman who was as kind as Katherine, guiding lost children to safety.

          “ Hm, well, I can respect that, I too had hoped to vanish into the night sky, only a whisper on the wind, leaving as an enigmatic character to leave an aura of mystery surrounding my character… “

          He chuckles to himself at his own joke, he had purposely overplayed the idea of leaving after the war, though he had still meant his intention to leave. He couldn’t stay, already he had VANDALISED the pages of history, even if it was for a good cause, he could not risk appearing on her pages any more. He did not belong in these books.

          Ah- But wait, he had spoken of father… His eyes fall to the floor, averting his gaze from Henry, smile fading.

           “ Father isn’t here, though I wish he was… I regret to inform you, only myself, you, Owain and Severa are here… Ah, the Lucina of your world too, and a Morgan from yet another world… “

          He scratches the back of his neck in confusion, there was too much confusion here with the people of his own world, or rather, worlds, without the added confusion of the isles of Solitude.

          “ I cannot find any logical explanation which would hint towards lady Naga’s involvement in our arrival of these islands… These… Goats are significantly more powerful than the goddess of our world, I believe they have pulled us out of our own world to, well, here… That’s as much as i’ve found out. There doesn’t appear to be a reason WHY. “

               “Yep! Just like that..”

                Inigo seemed to share the same philosophy. Both of them wished for something practically impossible, given in a world where any being is involved, they could never un-involve themselves anymore, it isn’t even a word, cruel enough.

                 To be still standing on both of his feet despite the revelation, he was a strong child. This was enough for proof that Henry’s previous conclusion was correct. Robin would want nothing than to see his child smile, and be happy, as he would never want the suffering of the innocent.

                 “Hey hey, it might have been hard on your light bones to know your father’s out somewhere else, and you’re here. ”

                  Like a father to a son he loves, it was for certain that Robin would only want the best for his children, that meaning he would, perhaps, want them to wait for him till then. Ah.. each parent were different, such as Henry’s own who gave him up without a second thought.

                 “Yeah? I like the sound of that. Cute little goats who were always livestock to the wolves, powerful than anything else in the world..” I want to meet these gods..