#fates verse

There was someone above ground? Here? Odd. Unlike Elijah, the other didn’t seem to be trying to sneak. If he were a looter, he was either incredibly inexperienced or cocky.

The small village was all but abandoned, and Elijah was taking what valuables he could. Breaking into houses was child’s play with no one around. The only people  he had to worry about were thieves and bandits who were not too keen on sharing. With that threat in mind, he ever so slowly set an arrow in place in his bow, but didn’t pull back quite yet. He didn’t want the other to think he was trying to kill him... That is, if the stranger could even see him in the shadows.

Perhaps it was an accident in the final battle. However it happened, Florina passed through the Dragon Gate and awoke to find herself in a strange land. Although on the surface it wasn't too different from Elibe, it was clear its culture was vastly different, even from the most remote and exotic locales in her homeland.

Unsure of how she arrived, or how to return home, Florina learned of the local kingdom (named Hoshido, apparently) order of Sky Knights. Seeking to become a stronger knight to protect those she cares about, and having little other options until she finds a way home, Florina ultimately joins this order, training in the art.

Florina becomes a Sky Knight and joins an order of Hoshidan air fighters. Although she learns Hoshidan tactics and maneuvers, she continues to fight with far more familiar lances (a fact which initially makes Hoshidans wary of her). She picks up the art and learns some unique skills along the way. Her Ilian training in a different style of pegasus combat gives her a skill normally unseen by Hoshidan Sky Knights: when defeating an enemy, a burst of adrenaline and speed allows the knight to move almost superhumanly, to reposition, retreat, or strike at another foe (commonly called Galeforce).

Although she intends to learn and grow as a knight (as well as learn more about Hoshido as a whole), her first and foremost goal is to find a way home, to her family and friends in Elibe.

Her placement in the story of Fates can either be before or during the story (fighting alongside the Hoshidan forces, albeit reluctantly - she was only there to train, and thus could be convinced to stand down), or afterward. In Birthright, she eventually encounters Corrin/Kamui’s army and can be convinced to join. In Conquest, she’s an enemy fought alongside Hinoka’s unit in the second half of the game. In Revelation, she may or may not join Corrin/Kamui’s side before their descent into Valla. If not, she plays no part in the fight against Anankos.

She ultimately promotes into a Falcon Knight, reluctant to abandon Huey, even for a majestic Kinshi. If she were to reclass (though it’s unlikely she would), her option would be Troubadour. Although she can wield naginata, she starts and primarily fights with lances. When promoting to Falcon Knight, she takes up the use of the rods, learning the curative arts.

Her personal skill is Androphobe (Damage -2, Hit -10, Avoid/Crit Dodge +30 if fighting a male enemy. Damage +2 and Hit +10 if supported by a female ally). She learns the skills of her classes, but upon maxing out Falcon Knight, she learns a final skill: Galeforce (When user triggers battle, grants a full action if the enemy is defeated [once per turn and only if not supported by an ally]), which is normally exclusive to the Dark Falcon class.

For a visual reference, see here. This is also what inspired me to make this!

 Anna took a small break in order to stretch before she returned to her log book. The contents in which she was scrawling within was documentation of the month’s donations, orders, resource stock and inventory. When she’d taken to running the clerk’s counter many months ago the smithy’s profits were still black, but they were close enough to eek out a small living at best. Most of the revenue had to be put back into the shop and its expenses.

 These days now though she and Ajax were sitting at a point of comfortable returns where even taking expenses into account still left them with a hefty sum. What made the merchant gleeful however was the steady increase they were still seeing each month. It was small, but far from insignificant.  With the last few entries made the red head wasted no time in peeking back into the forge where the Smith worked.

Grima’s resurrection has been quelled. She is brimming with the power of the land. Tiki is awakened once more, and seeks human companionship.

Through her travels and conversations with humans, she begins to learn more of the various dragon tribes and their histories. Some scholars curate collections of stories and legends of these dragons. Lacking formal schooling or storytelling of her kind’s history, Tiki becomes enthralled in this information, seeking to know more.

It isn’t until she sensed a disturbance at the base of the Mila tree that she began to suspect there might be something more. It was a presence not unlike Grima’s, but more... benign. She suspected it was another dragon like Grima. By the time she reached the source of the sensation, however, they were gone.

After looking more into it, she found a mythical land where various powerful dragons occurred frequently in their stories. Its tale was told by visitors who had claimed to have seen it, on the other end of the Outrealm Gate. Were there other worlds where dragons held more influence? And could they give her insight into her own?

Donning a hood to hide her ears and keeping her hair ornament hidden away, Tiki sought to attract as little attention as possible when she stepped through the Outrealm Gate, even adopting a new name, Nagi. It reminded her of her mother, but her mother had never gone by that name, to her knowledge.

“ Hmm, Hinoka was it ... ? Might you spare a moment ? “

To say he was angry would be like saying the ocean was wet, or the grass was green. Every inch of him was stiff, arcs of lightning rolling over him as he gritted his teeth. The Fate, as they'd taken to calling the divine being, had been cruel, each word drawing more and more rage from the usually calm Fugurian.

Once the voice faded from their mind, he struggled to stay upon his feet. It was a crushing feeling, the voice. With it's departure came lightness and only more anger.

About to speak, he found the pressure returned, but judging by the looks of his siblings and the king, only he was drawn forth for this.

-Thy brother and thy king. Whenst that they parish as they shall, they will come forth once more. Thee, as my eldest, shall be tasked with being their keeper. New chance at a new life. Even though thy fate will forever repeat.-

The voice faded and this time he did fall to his knee.

"The judge faced judgement as well, you say..." He muttered, leaning his head against his staff. "It shall be done." Lifting himself slowly, he glanced around. Shiva, weak and worried, was facing their king. Most of them were, actually. He fell back slightly. He had no reason to be here any longer. They were all distracted. They wouldn't notice. Besides. He had a promise to fulfill. Turning slightly, he faded into shadows silently.

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-Over Vesperpool-

Lavender eyes scanned the area, only half paying attention. A well aimed lightning bolt had scared the shop keep by the fishing pier away. With that done, all that remained nearby were beasts, and they mattered little to him.

Hovering over the water, he held out his staff, eyes cold. He only hoped his other sibling would make it fast.

I call ye forth, oh brother, oh leader. Come hither and face me now. Come forth Bahamut! Come or consider yourself judged.

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Celica took a deep breath as she looked around the camp, admittedly, she still wasn’t used to the Nohrian camp, she’d met a few people, but it was still weird. The blue haired girl pushed out of the stables and towards the kitchen. When she was caught off guard by the scent of coffee, strong and rich in the air.