Scarlet-Haired Paladin

Roleplay blog for Titania from the Tellius series of Fire Emblem. Unaffiliated Professor at The Officers Academy.

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YOUR CHARACTER IN FIVE QUOTES!

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Tell us your favorite quotes from your character. Give us an idea of who they are by five things they’ve said. Then tag your friends.

“If you attacked us because you thought we were with the Crimean army, you made a mistake. I left my post years ago. Now, I’m nothing more than a common mercenary.” (Path of Radiance, chapter 4: Titania fights Maijin)

“Really? I never thought I'd hear that. Ike didn't sleep because he was thinking. I wonder if Soren will start being polite...” (Path of Radiance, chapter 20: before battle)

“Oh, look. Soren is upset again. Who knew?! What is it this time?” (Path of Radiance, chapter 22: before battle)

“I think Ike has gained the composure to keep calm and judge whether or not he can match an opponent. If, in fact, he can't... it means he's reached his full potential, and that's all there is to him. We just have to accept that. But I believe in Ike. I trust him. His life is not his alone any longer. I don't believe he's so irresponsible as to leave his companions behind by choosing to engage in a contest he cannot win. Please, Soren, you must feel the same way. Don't you? Commander Greil... Watch over your son.” (Path of Radiance, chapter 27: Titania talks to Soren as Ike leaves to face the Black Knight)

“I'd like to ask you, how many years do you think I've been doing this?” (Heroes: info screen)

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Kurth stumbled to the nearest tent he could find, practically collapsing as he staggered inside. Luckily, he was caught just in time by a pair of strong arms, ones that felt just slightly familiar. He weakly lifted his head to see a familiar length of long red hair tied back into a braid.

"Oh... hello Titania. Nice to see you again. Sorry to meet you here in such a... odd way."

Having already brought in a few students who had bitten off more than they could chew, Titania remains in the medical tent for a while longer, helping the staff and the students assisting them with handing out bandages and other necessary equipment.

Just as she passes by the entrance to the tent, another one wanders in, luckily this time still strong enough to do it on their own; but it seems as though this strength falters right there, and Titania instinctively turns her body and readies her arms, successfully catching the newcomer and preventing them from hitting the ground.

Only then dos she realize that she recognizes that teal-colored hair.

"Kurthnaga?" She has to admit, she is caught by surprise. "How did I not even know you were here in Fódlan—" she pauses, taking a better look at him. Alright, her questions can wait. In spite of the everything going on, she does offer him a smile. "By the Goddess, did you run into Thunder magic out there? Poor thing." It would seem that the Dragons of Goldoa struggle against Fódlanese magic just as much as against that of their own homeland. "Let's get you taken care of."

Throwing one of his arms around her shoulders, she helps him walk over to some beds prepared for the incoming patients. On their way there, she also grabs a box of fruit juice and hands it to him with a chuckle.

"Here, something to sweeten the mood for starters."

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Stop Horsing Around ⁎ Titania & Mercedes

@lalamines ; Riding +1

“Alright, come on, steady now.”

Titania pats the cart horse; at first gently, but then she lets out a short laugh as her hand becomes more decisive. The amount of fluff on the Fodlanese horses is astounding, and it takes a stronger gesture and show of affection before they even feel it.

The researches who had been dispatched in the area return one by one, bringing in their findings that the mercenary and one of the students, Mercedes, help catalog and distribute evenly on the sleds.

Looking through everything that is being presented, Titania thinks for a moment, then nods, her eyes meeting the head of the research team.

“Alright, remember we shouldn’t just plunder the whole area. Get here with what you’ve found, and let’s move on further.”

Upon receiving confirmation from the man, the knight huffs quietly, before producing two sugar cubes from her pockets and offering one to both of their cart horses, who accept the gift with enthusiasm. With that done, she looks over at Mercedes, a warm smile on her lips.

“I hope this isn’t too troublesome and boring for you. How often do you work with horses and such tasks?”

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BEARS BEARS BEARS ⁎ Titania & Sigurd

divinetyrfing​:

“i’ll see what i can do.” sigurd huffs, cracking his knuckles in preparation. well, if he was going to do this in the first place he might as well go all out for it.

“alright here we go big guy.” he mutters, if only to psych himself up. he steps forward, readying his fists and charging the bear. he quickly finds himself wrestling with a bear on it’s hind legs, his hands grabbing it’s front legs as if he were wrestling with a human man.

his holy blood does much of the heavy lifting in this very strange strength contest. any over looker with no context would certainly feel perplexed watching this.

but after what seems like hours of struggling but really only amounts to a few minutes, sigurd finally surges forward, pushing the bear onto its back for only but a moment. sigurd would rejoice at his own strength and the power of his holy blood, if not for the bear getting up again and looking incredibly pissed at that.

it clearly didn’t like losing in a strength contest to a human. “oh shit—” is sigurd’s very indecent exclamation as the bear launches itself at him with a loud roar. “titania—” he grunts and gasps as he’s pushed onto the ground. he isn’t sure how long he can keep a bear trying to claw his damn head off at bay; not even his holy blood could help him fight on his back like this. “a little help please!” he shouts towards his fellow knight, starting to sound rather breathless.

Well, that escalated quickly—

“Hang on!” The bear is faster than it looks, but so is Titania - and it’s a good thing that she is because by Yune’s feathers, this thing is proper bear-like strong and heavy considering it’s supposed to be an illusion.

If this is what all training sessions here are like, then her stay in Fodlan promises to be really interesting. Perhaps a bit too much so, but nothing to do about that now. She has a bear to get off of Sigurd and she better do it before she gets her question of “can an illusion eat us” answered in practice.

She charges in with a battle cry that does a fine job attracting the animal’s attention; with a growl in response, it turns towards her and rises to its hind legs, and next thing Titania knows, she’s wrestling with the animal.

The momentum she had gained from charging in the way she did, thankfully, does a fine enough job allowing her to push the somewhat surprised animal back, before she delivers another solid punch right to the nose, which luckily is enough to make the opponent stagger back - but not before she receives a hefty, clawed slap to her shoulder.

Hoo, she’s gonna feel that one tomorrow - but it is not as though this is something new for her. Using the two-three precious seconds she gained, she retreats over to Sigurd’s side and offers him her hand. “You good? Come on.”

Against everything, she lets out a laugh as she looks at her fellow knight. “Well, that sure will do for an interesting training session. Let’s have another go.”

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windows explorer

hawkkingseyes​:

“Aw, you don’t have to do that,” Janaff says, but he folds his wings back to let Titania wrap the coat around his shoulders. “Now you’ll get cold.” Though, he didn’t expect to be out in the cold much longer. He pulls the fabric tighter around him with one hand, letting a shiver run through his body, all the way to his wingtips. 

“I think it’s starting to settle down,” he adds, gingerly pulling the now blood-soaked cloth away from his forehead. “That’s slowing down, at least. I should be alright to move soon.” He experimentally tilts his head, then nods. “Yeah, it’s definitely getting better.” He makes no move to stand, instead shifting his once-mistaken eyes over to the building. He shoots a final glare at the window before Titania’s voice again calls him back to the conversation. 

“Ah, yeah. Everything that’s happened here has been fine. It’s just as soon as we left that things started going wrong.” He realizes halfway through the sentence that it’s probably not as reassuring as he hoped it would be, so he hastily adds “-but everything’s fine now! Don’t worry about it. We fixed everything.” His smile isn’t quite convincing, and for a second Titania can see that haunting tiredness that sometimes followed the hawk flickering in his eyes, both too young to feel so weighed down and so much older than his peers. The eye contact is a little too long, a bit awkward, so he breaks it, glancing down at the snow again. 

I think we fixed everything? Everyone’s back, we all survived, somehow… 

“I don’t think I’ve gotten any questions about the shapeshifting yet, though I’ve definitely gotten some weird looks. I heard the others had it worse,” he admits. “Nothing hurtful or anything, just people who’ve never seen a laguz before.” He laughs. It’s a bit empty. 

“So what prompted you to start teaching? You’re good at it, sure, but I can’t really see you stepping away from the mercenary life for good.” In fact, the image of Titania in a classroom full of students, with no spear in sight, holding a book - it prompts another laugh, this time lighter. “Or maybe I’m wrong, and this has been your dream all along…?” He leans forward a bit, a teasing tone in his voice. It’s almost remarkable how he’s shed the earlier mood.

"Oh, I’m fine. No worries.” The life of a knight and a mercenary alike is one that demands a degree of sturdiness, after all, from a man and a woman alike. Besides, it looks like they may now be ready to get moving; and so, once Janaff is done swearing his revenge on the window, Titania places her arm around him to help him up, then heads towards the nearest door.

“Hm. Well, if you say so,” she responds to his story, a hint of hesitation in her voice - her eyes easily fishing out a hint of weariness in the Hawk’s (almost) all-seeing pupils.

Sounds like she might have more work here than she had originally thought. “Hopefully, should any... issues arise in the future, I’ll be able to offer a hand.” Janaff knows better than her whether that was the right word. She, as she supposes, will know for herself soon enough.

The laguz’s question and the comments accompanying it elicit a chuckle from her. “Hah! Ain’t like I’ve never taught anyone before. I should remind you I’ve raised half of the Greil Mercenaries.” They make it to the door, which Titania pushes open effortlessly with the combined force of her free arm and her foot, and they enter. “In my opinion, though, you never stop learning new things. So I’ll be both teaching and studying as far as I’m concerned. You’re welcome to stop by my first training session tomorrow, if you’re curious. As for why, well—” she stops by a free chair a bit further down the hallway and gestures for Janaff to sit down before continuing, “I’m a perfectionist, so I’m never truly satisfied with where I am, and I didn’t know how many new things I could learn at home.”

“... Besides, I was curious as to what Her Majesty, Prince Reyson and Soren have been up to.” A second chuckle escapes Titania as she shoots Janaff a wink. “I hope they haven’t been too much of a handful for you.”

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Viola Odorata ⁎ Titania & Ashe

knightlyvaliance​:

The greenhouse, much like the kitchens, has become one of Ashe’s few REFUGES in the Monastery. Sometimes, he gets overwhelmed – the new heir to Gaspard meant he had a lot of catching up to do. There’s no real class offered about how to run a territory, so he’s forced to study in his spare time. Learning about the tax systems, governing the people effectively, deploying an army to the capital… This isn’t his forte. All the boy has ever wanted was to fulfill his fantasy of being a    K N I G H T   , and he’s gotten so much more. When things feel like too much, and he needs time to process information and to settle himself down, get away from all the stimulants, more often than not he goes to the greenhouse. 

He’s pruning flowers to make garlands for his friends, going about his merry way while the greenhouse keeper fusses with a morfis plant that’s been particularly stubborn. Flowers fall into the basket at his feet, and he’s humming some sort of soft tune, when he hears his name. The boy perks up, head popping up a little more fully over the rose bushes, green eyes blinking in surprise. “Oh! Hello!” It’s one of the professors at the academy, he’s seen her roaming through the halls quite frequently. He thinks he may have attended some of her sessions for the axe as well. It’s a new weapon to him still ,but he’s seen how useful it can be and a close range weapon is always a good idea… Her words have a sort of weight to them, here to pick some flowers?. Of course, this is a lover’s holiday, it’d be easy to assume. “I am, professor!” He chirps, and then the tips of his ears go a bright PINK. “Not – For anyone in particular! Just.. For some friends,” he backtracks quickly, and offers a shy smile. “There’s a lot of smaller roses in here that no one’s taking, so.. I wanted to do something nice with them.”

Was the professor also planning on picking some roses? He knows there are plenty of other knights and professors here who were unattached. He supposes he doesn’t know much about his instructors outside of class hours. “Were… you trying to gather some for someone special?” He pries. 

To see a boy like Ashe enjoy flowers and admit to it brings a warm smile to Titania’s face. Their mercenary retreat was always full of flowers, on the table, on the walls, whatever spaces that felt sort of empty and forgotten; a hideout it might have been, but also a home all the same, and they all wanted to make sure they remembered that.

Still, to actually maintain those flowers fell usually just on her and Mist’s heads. Rolf helped collect them, but - perhaps a bit too influenced by Boyd - avoided having too much to do with them, perhaps finding the task too... girly for him to perform. (And also, as would turn out later to everyone’s surprise, he was too busy practicing archery in hiding.)

(Oh, Shinon. He has found a worthy successor and that must feel good, but Titania does sometimes wonder just how many bars he visits every day.)

Ashe’s question colors her cheeks slightly pink, something she is not entirely aware of.

“Ah— well,” she chuckles softly. “I used to sometimes make those with my family and friends, as well as my fellow mercenaries.” (And all of those at once.) “They aren’t here, as I come from a continent far away from Fodlan, but still - I thought that making some garlands and hanging them in my office would be a nice touch.” She pauses, the smile on her lips a warm and fond one. “Let me feel a bit like they are with me.”

She picks out a few roses, hopefully not the same ones a the flowers that the boy had intended to take for himself. She glances over at him, a soft chuckle escaping her.

“Heh, apologies. I don’t mind to dump my emotions on you. Do you plan to gift some garlands to your friends? Or perhaps decorate your classroom? I’m certain they’ll appreciate either way.”

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fetch quest

frauleindermorgen​:

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You make arrangements with the village for part of the delivery to be sent ahead early, hoping that it will reach its destination safely with a less conspicuous party. In the early hours of the morning these villagers arrive at your camp, and after a few words and easy smiles you watch them pack their wagon with your gifts and go on ahead of you. An hour later, another set of villagers arrive at your camp, insisting that they are here to pick up part of their shipment, as arranged. They even show you the letter that you sent to them confirming the exchange, something those first villagers definitely didn’t have. A fast rider should be able to catch up to the thieves! [Grants Riding or Flying +1]

“You did what with the parcels?”

Someone of Micaiah’s stature and presence was not normally someone to instill fear in the hearts of others but she learned a thing or two acting as Daein’s general and the flint in her eyes now make the two younger Black Eagles students balk. She sighs, letting go of that quick flash of anger and redirecting it to the real culprits.

The parcel of sundries and other more important medicinal herbs they had been instructed to take to the next village over in the mountains was supposed to have been here in this tent, but now Micaiah has reliably been informed that it was already picked up by a group claiming to be from that village.

The confused and rapidly anxious mayor the knights outside were dealing with right now as he showed his letter on church parchment around as if it might change anything certainly proved that assumption wrong.

“How many men were there? Did they have horses or carts, and if so which way did they ride?”

To their credit the students had kept track of all that and so knowledge in hand Micaiah steps in to help hopefully quiet the mayor and his worried compatriots. One of the knights he had been speaking to is the esteemed Crimean knight and former Greil mercenary Titania and despite Micaiah’s own awkwardness with that group she immediately goes to her with the details she has procured.

“They took off not half an hour ago, and it with a cart slowing them down. Miss Titania, I know this is asking a lot, but while I am not a poor scout I am something of a novice rider I do not suppose you would be amenable to helping me track these thieves down?”

The situation is still mildly confusing, but Titania already doesn’t like it.

As a mercenary, she has had no choice but to develop an extensive list of things she would not take kindly to. Being lied to and having her stuff stolen - or learning of such misfortunes befalling her allies - both rank high on said list.

Upon confirming some details here and there with the mayor, Titania immediately directs her steps towards the horses in order to retrieve Elijah. On her way, she is approached by a certain Silver-Haired Maiden, to whom - in spite of the hectic circumstances - she does offer a smile and nod in greeting. (Less than adequate for a soon-to-be queen, but alas, they’re in a rush and they both know that. She’ll correct herself later.) The two of them did not share much time fighting side by side, even after they ceased to call each other enemies.

This promises to be interesting.

“Oh, not at all. I would be glad and honored to have you accompany me,” the mercenary responds, already cataloging the details learned both from Micaiah and the earlier conversation at the back of her mind. “I take it you would like to ride with me? Elijah and I are happy to assist,” she adds, already untying her companion’s reins. “That might be safest if you don’t feel confident galloping on your own.”

She takes a pause as Elijah stands beside them, ready and waiting for the riders to get on his back. She briefly eyes Micaiah; she would feel rude commenting on that, but it goes without saying that the priestess is... somewhat shorter than her. “I would suggest you sit in the front - you won’t see anything behind me, and it will also work better if you have to cast a spell to stop the fleeing cart.”

Hopping on her mount’s back with ease, she holds out her hand to Micaiah. “Let’s go.”

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Horse Girls Assemble ⁎ Titania & Ethlyn

ladyleonster​:

“You’re a cheeky one, aren’t you?” Ethlyn laughs at Elijah’s curiosity and shows him her empty hands. She doesn’t want him to think she’s holding out on him. “Had I known I’d be meeting such a handsome new friend, I would have brought more. Next time I’ll bring some for you, alright?”

Hervor sniffs at the other horse and decides he must be alright. She gives him a polite nuzzle before turning back to Ethlyn. “My last horse was a feisty one too but Miss Hervor here is a sweetheart. I’ve barely had to do any training at all. You’d have been perfect for Altena’s first horsey, wouldn’t you?” Her voice turns to parentese while she compliments the mare.

Ethlyn gets to work braiding her horse’s mane adding ribbon for a pop of color. She’s never been great at doing her own hair but put someone else’s head in front of her–horse or human–and she could come up with some intricate styles. Without the small army of lady’s maids she’d grown used to while living in Leonster, she’s taken to pulling her hair back in a simple bun similar to how she wore it while fighting alongside Sigurd.

Eyeing the basket of ribbons and accessories she’s brought with her, Ethlyn pulls out a ribbon to match the purple she’s used on her horse and ties it into her own hair. It’s not much but it’ll do. Now they match.

“These Fodlan breeds are a lot fluffier than what I’m used to bad home. It’s pretty cute.”

Elijah responds in kind to Hervor’s show of acquaintanceship, and Titania smiles. Though her companion never really struggled with making friends, it was rare that he had a chance to interact with other horses after she resigned as a Crimean Royal Knight - outside of Oscar and Mist’s mounts, of course, and those were really the only friends of his own species he ever made.

Ethlyn’s comment prompts a chuckle. “I’d say so, for sure! Elijah came with me from my homeland, and he certainly stands out because of his more, well... ordinary coat, let us call it.” The sound evolves into a full-blown burst of laughter as she gives him a pat. “But it’s okay, buddy. You’re always a special boy to me, and you know that.”

The stallion shakes his head and mane with a snort, as though to confirm.

Glancing over at the basket of accessories by Ethlyn’s side, Titania is reminded... right. They got drawn to her and approached her before the mercenary even had a chance to finish braiding Elijah’s hair. And so, as the pink-haired woman gets back to work, so does she. Luckily, she has more than ample experience with braiding hair, so the work is finished lightning fast, and wrapped up with a long orange ribbon at the end.

Heh. “I honestly feel like I’m not very good at this,” she admits, looking at Ethlyn again. “I’ve never really had the time and occasion to decorate myself, much less my horse. Not many chances for that in a mercenary’s life.” Really, the best she has so far come up with is giving Elijah the same hairstyle as what she’s worn all her life. Still, she smiles brightly. “You seem to know what you’re doing, though. I’m sure Hervor will appreciate it.”

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Things We’d Rather Not Know ⁎ Titania & Caeda

@arcaediaen ; Lance +1

Sigh. “Sirs, please make up your minds. This is a potentially risky situation, and as precise information as possible would be most useful.”

“He had a spear, I swear! Saw ‘im last night running rampant, he wielded a lance and had some, uh, like tools and stuff? Maybe was gonna hunt or something, I don’t know!”

“Idiot, did you get so scared you ran and hit your head on a rock? Since when does a lance have a curved blade?!” (They can have those quite often actually, Titania thinks to herself.) “Besides it doesn’t walk at night, but at day, and it’s got no lance, that’s an axe for sure! He’s got it replacing one of his hands, that he does!”

The wince that has been fighting for a while now to force its way to Titania’s lips finally wins over. The two small groups of scouts and young soldiers continue to argue, now between themselves and seemingly ignoring her completely at this point, for they do not stop even as she walks off.

Perhaps sometimes, lack of information is better than false information.

Nothing more to be done about that, it seems. Having made sure that she is not going to learn anything useful here anymore, Titania directs her steps back towards the research camp’s tents.

Confident in her ability as she is, she would rather have some support heading into the unknown; and among the couple student heads present, her attention is attracted to a shade of blue fresh and unacquainted, and yet at the same time, as it almost feels to her, not completely unfamiliar.

“Lady Caeda, was it?” she begins. The young woman’s eyes are young, but even so, there is strength shining forth from them, and something about it fills the mercenary with confidence. “You heard that ruckus, I assume? I’m afraid that at this point, the only way to analyze the situation and ensure that neither we nor the local area are in danger is to check things out personally. May I ask you to accompany me?”

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Diggy Diggy Hole ⁎ Titania & Andrei

@ulircursed ; Any Skill +1

With each passing day, it feels as though Titania hears the term more and more often. The Battle of the Eagle and Lion is fast approaching, and the students aren’t even trying to hold back their excitement.

Some fail to conceal information and gossip beyond that, too, with the mercenary’s ears catching several whispers of tricks and traps that certain individuals in all three Houses are planning.

She almost wants to ask to what degree that’s allowed, but, well, if she has heard of it, then surely sir Seteth and the other authorities also know, right? She cannot help but wonder as to whether those aforementioned traps are more of the masterful tactician Soren kind, or perhaps more of the brutal and straightforward general Skrimir kind.

(At the very least, she knows that the idea involves students returning to the Academy in the same number in which they participate, so it can’t be that bad?)

Curiosity winning over, she decides that the best thing to do would be to find out personally. Having heard that Professor and Knights alike are also permitted to participate, she has been considering doing so for the sake of exercise and entertainment, so to investigate may prove beneficial in the long run.

The field looks suspiciously and ominously normal at first glance upon her arrival... Glancing around, she walks around slowly, paying attention to every step. Soon, she spots another student nearby; both name and House elude her for the moment, but there should be no harm in approaching.

... Aside from almost stepping into a hidden pit, that is—

instinct taking over, she abruptly withdraws her foot the instant the soil begins to feel too soft under her weight, which saves her the discomfort - and embarrassment - of ending up in the hole.

“... Anyway,” she finally says after a moment of pause, offering the young man a smile, “good morning. I take it you also came to take a look at the field?”

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Activity check: February 2022

Status: passed

Skill points gained: Activity: 1 (Lance: D+ → C)

Total: 2: 8 → 10

Obtained: Killer Lance (Lance C)

Cavalier class unlocked!

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Being a former Crimean Royal Knight, Titania has a natural tendency to pay attention to formalities, one that survived all these years and is still going strong to this day. Whether she is performing her duties as a knight or a combat instructor, she keeps in mind the titles and ranks of everyone around her, something she has a knack for and ample experience in. If she knows that the person she is interacting with is, say, a noble or a member of royalty, she will title them. A correction from her interlocutor will be met with an instant apology and a mental note to never make a mistake again, and a request to drop the formalities might take her a try or two to fulfill.

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Titania is a woman of many talents. Everyday chores, patience, taking care of children and physical strength are all among them.

What is not among them is dancing. She's not a complete tragedy, but she has never had the time, occasion and need to learn it. It was never expected of her and it wouldn't really help her survive, so the skill simply isn't there, or if it is there, it's completely unpolished and neglected.

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Student Huntin’ ⁎ Titania & Innes

@freliaes ; Bow +1

There is movement at the edge of Titania’s mind, and with a sharp movement, she rotates herself on her heel. A split second later, a foam-covered arrow flies past her with a soft whistle, before harmlessly bonking into a tree and falling to the ground. A moment ago that would have been her shoulder, but a trained warrior is not that easy to fool and hit.

Well, that’s what she hopes for, anyway.

She allows herself a quiet chuckle as she takes cover. Under the normal circumstances that she is used to - an actual battle with actual arrows that pose an actual threat - this would not be anywhere close to funny, and yet, here she is. She joined the game mostly in hopes of practice, seeing as she has little to no experience with archery - she has tried a few weapons, but the bow has simply never caught her attention and felt right in her hands, too accustomed to something heavier.

Who would have thought that this silly exercise would also provide her with some actual enjoyment. Perhaps games like that can be entertaining when they don’t involve the potential of people dying.

... With that said, she does need to sort herself out if she wants to actually train, and not just run. Reaching to her back for the ammunition has so far proven somewhat counter-intuitive and she feels like the poor bow might just snap in her hands if she tenses up too much.

A student from the opposing team runs nearby, so she grabs an arrow and attempts a shot - but the result is the exact same as the attempt made against her a moment ago, with the arrow missing completely and being rendered harmless on the leaves.

(At least she shot and didn’t break the bow, so that’s not the worst, right?)

She feels eyes on her from behind, and turns to see a teammate. The smile she gives him is sheepish. That sure was a display to put on in front of a student who, from what she has gathered, is an archery expert.

“Heh. My apologies, sir Innes. I have experience with other weaponry, but with the bow I do lack practice. I’ll try not to lose us the match.”

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Ahh. Life-Giving Water. Nectar of the Gods ⁎ Titania & Dimitri

@elegiac-boar ; Flying +1

“So, um, that’s what happened, and now we’ve got a problem,” the researcher explains, visibly embarrassed about the whole affair. Titania won’t deny that, as far as she’s concerned, he has reasons to be. She sighs.

“Well, lesson for the future - even if there’s a river nearby, don’t rely just on that and bring some water reserves regardless. Now we’re in a pickle.”

And they truly are - everyone brought only small personal reserves for the road, by now mostly depleted. Not only are they set to be here for another week, but also their stay might end up getting forcibly extended - what with more than half of the expedition team now bedridden after mistakenly drinking contaminated water. Even if they find a solution, there are not many left standing to put whatever plans they make into motion...

She lets out another sigh. Much as she wants to blame herself - if only she’d bothered to ask if they were bringing water reserves, she could have prevented this, but she honest to Yune thought that was obvious - there must be a better way for her to spend her energy than beating herself up.

Her gaze wanders upwards, to the thunderclouds gathering above them. Then, to the young prince of Faerghus standing nearby. And finally, to a pegasus waiting behind him, which as far as she knows is his...

“Prince Dimitri, was it?” She inquires. Having witnessed more than one training session by now, she has seen his strength and prowess firsthand, but still - the idea of a man riding a pegasus, unrealistic in Tellius, makes her curious. “Nothing more to do about it - I believe our hope now is in rainwater. It would be good to gather it before it gets close to the ground and disappears or gets contaminated. Do you think this would be possible? I can accompany you and assist, if your mount would have me.”

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A Royal Welcome ⁎ Titania & Elincia

amicitium​:

Elincia watches Titania with a mixture of awe and pride shining in her eyes. For someone so accomplished and gallant to still be commited to their self-improvement, it spurs her on too. She will never stop trying to be a better Queen for her people, a better friend for her allies and loved ones.

“I look forward to learning under you, my lady.” She meets Titania’s smile with one of her own and averts her gaze a little. The praise is heartwarming but as always felt a little too much like flattery. Elincia still had so much more to work on, so much growing and maturing to be done. But even small steps forward were still in the right direction and she’s confident in Titania’s sincerity. “Ah, I’ll try that too!”

With that, Elincia takes the lance that Titania suggests. Standing tall, she stretches her left arm out before her and pulls her right backwards. Adjusting her angle of attacks, she prepared to let go and–

Topples over. The lance remains in her hand as her face hits the floor. That was likely to bruise by morning light. Elincia grimaces and flushes crimson but she pulls herself back to her feet. Accidents happen, mistakes are made. This was horrendously embarrassing but she’d just have to work even harder to redeem herself. Pushing herself off the ground, she grins sheepishly at Titania

“It’s okay, you can laugh. That was terrible but I’m fine!”  She tries again, as she intends to do until her last breath. The lance is of middling weight, she just needs to avoid overbalancing again. It isn’t so heavy to need her entire weight behind it. One, two and… three. This time when it soars it collides with one of the lowest lances. The other lance buckes and dislodges itself, slowly falling to the ground. Just one would be slow, arduous work but it was a grand improvement upon landing face first on the floor.

“Not great but much better, don’t you agree? I think it’ll take a little getting used to but if I can use a sword I can learn to throw a spear, right?”

“Ahem—”

Most curiously, the scene that unveils before Titania prompts a short… coughing fit from her, as she quickly covers her mouth and looks away; but it was honestly both foolish and rather rude of her to think Queen Elincia would fall for it.

Turning back to her, the knight allows a short chuckle to escape her. “Heh, my apologies… Let’s try this again.”

And try again she does, this time with much more success - that is one less lance embedded in the wall once more. Having already shaken off the urge to laugh, Titania nods in approval. “All new skills take time to master. I did not become an experienced knight overnight, and no one out there has. But you are certainly on the right path, Your Majesty.”

With that said, she directs her eyes upwards again. Seven more spears to go, it seems. She weighs one of the javelins in her hand, aims, throws...

... and now there’s eight.

“Well... that did not go as planned.” She smiles in an embarrassed manner, though a hint of exasperation is not difficult to notice in her voice. She should have probably expected that at some point or another she’ll fail a throw and add herself even more work.

“We need to try to actually hit the tips of the embedded spears, that will likely give the best chance of them getting unstuck.”

Whoops, all in a day’s work... The mercenary chuckles under her nose and grabs another javelin.

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