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&&. REVAMP! hello! would you please give this post a LIKE/REBLOG if you’d be interested in writing with an interpretation of leo’s mother from fates?
On this brilliant night you sing How far will your voice reach
&&. ( friendly reminder that as pure and kind as faye appears and behaves, her magical capability is absolutely TERRIFYING. her parents were both infamous sorcerers who mastered the dark arts and delved into the most secretive and twisted nooks and crannies of it. they were known as MONSTERS, they were FEARED among society because of their abilities to DESTROY a human mind and body in such disturbing, violent ways. faye never wanted to possess such a horrible power, but from the time she first learned to read, her parents immediately put her to work studying the dark arts.
she has lived her ENTIRE LIFE studying the dark arts and learning how to BEND THE WILL OF OTHERS. against her own, she was forced to learn how to KILL, how to TORTURE, and how to MAIM. it was only natural that when the first opportunity of freedom came in the form of garon, she let herself be smooth-talked easily, as she had been sheltered for her entire life. she immediately believed it was true love, and let him take her away from her small village and into the regalia of castle krakenburg, where she would soon have leo. and where she would eventually have him ripped away from her and be banished.
though leo certainly inherits his magical talent from his mother, faye made sure to keep leo FAR from the caliber of dark arts that she had grown up learning. she considers herself CURSED for having such knowledge. unknown to leo, his mother actually possesses magical ability much more powerful and horrific than his own---it is likely he would only witness it if his life was in danger and faye had to protect her son. faye NEVER wants her beloved leo to be CURSED with the knowledge and power that she has. she NEVER wants leo to have to use such horrible magic, to have to destroy someone’s mind, bend their will, rip apart their body and control their form as if it were a puppet.
faye would also hide her capabilities from leo and anybody else. she acts like she isn’t cursed with such awful power, casting common spells as if she were any common sorcerer. however, if leo’s life were ever to be threatened in her presence, it is CERTAIN she would go to ANY LENGTH to defend him. she will EASILY throw away her mercy and her gentle kindness in favor of making whomever dared to harm her child REGRET THEIR ACTIONS. of course, she would be horrified upon realizing leo had witnessed her outburst and most likely witnessed some awful, horrific spell which bent limbs and tore apart sanity---but in the end, no matter the cost, faye will protect leo. even if it means becoming a MONSTER just like her parents. she would kill, destroy, and slaughter if it meant to keep the most important thing in her life safe and sound. she may emphasize kindness and mercy, but if it comes down to it, she will become a MONSTER for her son.
&&. ( friendly reminder that leo watched faye get taken away by garon’s men and thrown out of nohr/banished to ever set foot in it again/see her son, and leo spent the next like 10 years having his mind filled with lies and rumors garon told him about her to make him believe that she was a horrible person who never cared about him while he was too young to remember his good memories with her, but faye is a good mom, a pure mom, she loves leo more than anything and he’s her entire fuckin world........it’s just that his father threw her our of nohr with no way to reach her son until garon dies and someone else takes the throne............like she literally lives for 10 something years in cyrkensia doing nothing but moping/mourning for losing her son and missing him every day and she has a really heartfelt, personal shrine for him that she prays to for his safety every single day, which you can read about here, )
&&. ( i am SO happy that i have this icon of faye with a GUN. )
his first instinct is to say no – he still feels a twinge of awkwardness talking to his mother ( they’re his own problems, though ; problems he could only sort out on his own —– but those were certainly the most difficult to handle ) … &&. the talk of his room, well, he’s simply never thought of such a thing.
—— until she mentions flowers.
he opens a drawer, an empty pot &&. a bag of soil being taken from it ; he never quite had the time to grow many flowers with his work &&. all ( to treat flowers poorly, no matter the excuse, it would be a crime ), but maybe now was his chance.
pouring some soil into the bag, a wave of his hands causes roots to grow forth, a group of daffodils filling the space. he turns to his mother, gives her a smile ( are you impressed? what should i do to please you? ) ——
“ how are these? ”
ღ → &&. ‘ OH! ’
A small noise of surprise escapes parted lips as she watches the flowers blossom to life at the very beckon of his fingertips. thankfully, she notes, his magical talent is not simply limited to the battlefield where it may take the lives of others, but also to simple tricks such as this. a sense of relief wells up within her chest at the simple fact---she had never wanted him to use his magic as she had used her own.
‘ LEO, these are wonderful! ’ with a few quick steps, she is at his side and looking more closely upon the golden-colored flowers. with a bright smile, she raises a hand from where they were folded at her front, placing it gently upon his broadened shoulder. ( an act of PRIDE, for HE is what she defines it as. )
‘ WHAT a lovely use of magic...why, i’m sure if you so wanted to, you could grow an ENTIRE GARDEN from just your FINGERTIPS that could put even the most TALENTED florists to shame! ’
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ღ → &&. ‘ ...MARX... ’
HER eyes glisten with awe as she lays eyes upon him. sure, she had been at castle nohr for a short while now and had interacted with the newly-crowned king on numerous occasions, but...seeing him cloaked in the regalia of a nohrian king was something she would have to grow used to. for the last time she had seen him aside from the past few weeks was when he was still a young child, just beginning to train in swordsmanship.
‘ AH, i’m...i’m sorry for staring so long...it’s just that...well, i can’t believe how much you’ve GROWN...you blossomed into such a HANDSOME young man! ’
☾ - “ Oh, does he really? I’m quite flattered to hear that, “ he then paused, a light blush beginning to creep onto his cheeks. “ That must mean I’m serving him well! … I must inquire though, are you perhaps another sibling of Lord Leo that he has not told me about? “
ღ → &&. ‘ HEE-HEE...well, no, but it’s very sweet of you to think i’m so young, ’ she giggles, hands folded upon her front as she smiles graciously.
‘ I’VE only been here for a short while, and i know you have likely been busy...as well as leo not wanting to go around spreading word, i suppose...but, i do believe i should introduce myself to the ones who have protected him so diligently where i could not. my name is faye. i am leo’s mother. ’
&&. ( faye: now now leo, violence is never the answer!
someone: leo’s ugly
faye: 🔪 🔪 🔪 🔪 🔪 🔪 🔪 🔪 )
@valiclate.
ღ → &&. ‘ OH, leo...this room, it’s...awfully DREARY, don’t you think? don’t you want to do anything with it? i know nohr doesn’t have much sunlight, but...i still think we can brighten it up a bit! maybe some pretty flowers would do the trick... ’
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ღ → &&. ‘ OH! you must be one of leo’s little friends! hum...odin, right? it’s so nice to finally meet you! leo talks about you quite a lot---but it’s always positively! ’
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&&. ( not sure how faye would be recruitable/fit into the plot of revelation but!! i made her some stats and a personal skill anyways, too lazy to make her a sprite atm :3c )
sorcerer - level 13
personal skill:
maternal bond: if supporting leo, grants him +10 hit, +4 magic, +2 damage dealt, and -2 damage taken.
stats(change depending on class):
HP: 42 (50 cap)
str: 10 (15 cap)
mag: 31 (40 cap)
skl: 21 (26 cap)
spd: 28 (35 cap)
lck: 24 (30 cap)
def: 16 (24 cap)
res: 32 (40 cap)
mov: 6
wp. rank: A.
ღ → &&. ⟨ … ⟩
SHE looks down at the small, shrine-like composition she’s kept all these years. a thin, gentle hand lowers and places fingertips upon the cover of the book; his favorite spell-book, she remembered, from when he’d first began to study magic. atop of it lies a single headband, thin and colored a deep black. from the moment faye had given him one that looked practically identical to hers, he’d worn it practically everywhere besides bed. now, it only brought her grief to place hers atop her head every day–and yet, she would still do so.
REACHING her hands up, she carefully removes her own, placing it atop of the smaller. the size difference is prominent, of course, for one is the accessory of a small child, the other for a grown woman. the large of the two cradles the latter, akin to a mother and child. her trembling fingers place another rose into the vase, cupping the shape of its head for a moment before she forcibly pulls her hand away. it raises to cover her mouth instead so that she may silence her quiet sob, her other a balled fist against her chest.
SHE can only pray. pray to any deity that is willing to listen to her one and only wish, which has been the same thing for the past nine years–since the moment she’d been torn from his side. how cruel it is that yet another mother’s day must pass, and she cannot play the role of a mother. all she may do is grieve and weep for him, wishing and wanting so desperately to hold him in her arms, to cherish her only son on this day. to be the mother that he deserves.
⟨ …OH, leo, ⟩ faye whispers to nobody, slender fingers brushing away a stray tear that had slipped down her cheek. ⟨ i’m SO SORRY that i cannot be with you today, my baby boy. and…and for all the OTHER DAYS that i’ve missed. all i wish is…is to be able to SEE you again someday. ⟩
⟨ …PLEASE…please wait for me until then, leo. ⟩
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beneath that armor and beneath that scowl lives a small child---
one who’s never known the joy of a loving family.
he lives all alone in his world of darkness,
and though he’d never admit it, he’s scared.
marx, and camilla, and elise,
please show him love. show him care. and protect him where i could not.
and tell him that i’m sorry i can’t be there.
&&. penned by mori.