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Détruire || v. Karel and Maria

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princessmacedon:

The man’s reply was enough to make Maria’s shining eyes absolutely sparkle. He hadn’t given her a clear answer, but he’d given her enough of one that she did not hesitate to run towards him. “Thank you,” she breathed, momentum carrying her an unsteady extra step or two forward once she had made it to his side. 

She struggled to match his pace, but only for a moment before realizing his stride was actually quite easy to match. He didn’t tower over her like her siblings did, but she was quite sure she should have still struggled at least a bit. So then he was…? She looked at him curiously, thoughtfully, and then allowed a quiet smile to grace her lips. 

“My name’s Maria,” the little princess replied cheerily, holding her staff behind her as she walked. For a moment, she thought to say something more, but she soon realized there was little else to say. If you took off the ‘princess,’ then, well, she was just a traveling girl. “It’s nice to meet you, Mister!”

Karel paid no heed to the girl’s gratitude; it was unnecessary, thus unimportant to the swordmaster.

The constant smiles and shining eyes bothered Karel – just the kindness she showed him despite it being obvious how he murdered those people. He expected fear, rejection, anger, something that wasn’t unmerited kindness. It was confusing, and Karel wasn’t particularly fond of not understanding things.

“I’m Karel,” He finally gave a response, introducing himself. He might not ever run into the girl again, but he was sure he’d at least remember her.

“What brings you to these parts? You’re no servant of Elimine.” All the healers he met before were Elimean monks and clerics, and she didn’t look like a cleric (her clothes looked too regal).

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🍷 "I was given two and not sure what to do with the other glass of wine. Do you want it?"

“...Yeah.” The Sacaen was skeptical, but accepted the goblet. He couldn’t imagine why someone would would share with him of all people (let’s be real: Karel himself knows that he’s got a scowl constantly glued to his face- he’s aware of how unfriendly he looks). The mulled wine could at least remove the taste of cocoa from his mouth. 

“Thank you...” He probably would’ve added the stranger’s name if he knew it. 

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🍷 It's cocoa, even though she knows that's not really an 'adult drink,' but she hopes he'll like it anyways.

“Hm?” Karel looked down at the girl who tugged on his sleeve. It was the healer girl- Maria, her name was. Then he noticed the offered drink. Upon recognizing it as cocoa, he had to fight a scowl. The Sacaen wasn’t a fan of things that were sweet; despite this, he accepted the mug. Even if he probably wasn’t going to drink it. 

“... Thanks.” 

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🎃 "Are you just going to stand there, or make yourself useful?"

Karel growled beneath his breath, but he did proceed to ‘make himself useful.’ Maybe he would’ve been doing it before, if these were actual enemies and not scarecrows. Scarecrows didn’t bleed, so Karel found fighting them boring.

“You wouldn’t need my help if you weren’t so incompetent.” Don’t mind him, he’s just salty that he was pretty much called useless. He’s the best swordsman in Elibe, ok?

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🌿 ( NOT lost. Or so he keeps telling himself. gg )

“We’re not lost,” Karel told him. He was fairly certain that they were at the fork in the pathways that they ran into each other. Of course, in the grand scheme of the maze’s layout, he had no idea where the fuck that is, but they weren’t completely lost. 

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FERP Anniversary Meme

Courtyard: The main festival area.

🍷 - give someone a cup of mulled wine or cocoa 🍎 - give somebody a snack (specify) ☄️ - give somebody a firework to light. 🍏 - play a trick on somebody. (specify) ✨ - watch the fireworks together. 🔫 - Use your skills to shoot targets and win a prize - or miss and cause problems.

Garden: The quiet retreat.

🐸 - hand somebody a frog. Perhaps it has something meaningful to say? Perhaps it wants a kiss? 🐰 - you see a rabbit in a hurry - Grab a friend and follow him!! 🌿 - You and another person are stuck in the hedge maze. 🍁 - enjoy the Liminal Castle’s carefully maintained leaf piles. 😘  - Invite somebody to a quiet corner where you won’t be found~. 🏃 - steal something. Food? Clothing? A kiss? (specify)

Ballroom: The Party Room. 

💃 - Invite somebody to dance 💜 - Invite somebody to slow dance 🐣 - Invite somebody to do the chicken dance. 🚑 - Invite someone to make a fool of themselves with you on the dance floor. 👠 - Challenge someone to a dance-off. Your status as a mover and shaker is on the line. 😓 - My muse finds yours on the balcony while trying to get some air.

The Dungeon: Win the crown if you succeed. 

🍄 - ask somebody you’ve never met about what is going on. 🎃 - fight the scarecrow armies 🔍 - You are now smaller or bigger than before! (specify) 🚀 - The teleportation squares from FE15 take you somewhere else! (specify) 😵 - You have been temporarily blinded by Fog Of War. You can’t see a goddamn thing, my dude. My muse has to help you out. ☠️ - You find a monster. It’s very big. 👑  - Emperor’s Orders: You have one command. Will you use it to have someone win you a prize? Bring you a drink? Carry you on their shoulders?

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Heart to Heart || Karel & Dwyer

It was common knowledge to know that Karel didn’t like healers – he didn’t try to hide it. Whenever the summoner assigned him to teams that had healers, he gave them the most withering glare he could; healing interfered with Karel’s path. (it’s also because his whole skill set revolves around being taking more than a few hits–) When the summoner told Karel the members of his new team, two mages and a troubadour (Dwyer, his name was- this one was new), he was pretty displeased; nonetheless, he treated them as he would anyone else: sparing them only a glance and pretty much ignoring them. That’s Karel’s way of being civil. Sure, it’s still rude as hell, but at least he’s not calling anyone weak or threatening to kill them. The team finished their mission quickly, the goal having been to fend off invading Emblian forces. Karel went right at it as soon as the squad was deployed, cutting down anything (that wasn’t an ally) in his way. He paid no heed to his allies, except to make sure they didn’t get killed. The Sword Demon could pretty much feel the troubadour’s eyes on him as they returned to the Askrian Castle, and he’d be lying if he said it didn’t bother him. Was the healer surprised at Karel’s battlefield brutality? Surely the summoner mentioned it to the kid. As soon as the summoner dismissed the team (for now, Karel supposed), the swordsman turned to face Dwyer. “What are you looking at?” He asked, his voice harsh. This was the first time he properly addressed the healer’s existence

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( whoa geez I'm sorry for the sudden drop in activity ;;; school's killin me

I'll be sure to get to those starters I owe soon, I promise;; )

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( Karel needs more love and attention from me so; here's a starter call! Like this post for a starter- capping at 3! )

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Rebâtir || Open Starter

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younglion-swordsman:

“Yes, that’s her.” He smiled a little wider and sat down next to Karel, already feeling better about his chances of getting to know his mother from someone that wasn’t his father.

“I hope I’m not being too pushy,” Roy said. He wiggled a little until he was comfortable, and then unsheathed his sword. “Can you tell me about the legendary weapons? From what you remember?”

“I couldn’t tell you much about her,“ Karel admitted, "I never spoke to her. What I could tell from a distance was that your mother was gentle- far too kindhearted to be on the battlefield, yet there she was. She stayed and supported her allies.” Karel was unsure of whether or not he should explain what happened to Ninian. He felt guilty hiding it, but it really was something Eliwood himself should explain, not the swordmaster. “The legendary weapons? There’s not much to tell about them, honestly. The Archsage, Athos, wielded both Forblaze and Aureola; Lord Hector had Armads, and your father, Durandal.” He hadn’t noticed it back then, but they defeated Nergal and his dragon with only half of the legendary weapons. That sounds impressive.

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Beach stuff

Hopping on the bandwagon with ya boiis™

Hector:

absolutely loves the beach

basic swimming trunks (dark blue obviously, because he’s hector)- no shirt or sandals. he brings sandals with him, he just doesn’t war them because fuck that. 

also has ridiculous blue mirror lens sunglasses.

and a blue towel + swim bag. 

he hates sand. its coarse, rough, and irritating. and it gets everywhere.

always down for sports, especially volleyball. he’s such a sore loser though and he’ll definitely demand rematches until he wins. also eliwood is always on his team. always.

burns and tans easily. always needs to be reminded about reapplying his sunscreen. 

total beach hunk and completely oblivious to it. like. why are those guys staring at me. do they wanna fight

not the one who you should depend on to bring food and water- he’ll forget. 

he’ll listen to all the guitar music. even if it is wonderwall 20+ times. probably wouldn’t notice when the songs change. 

probably forced eliwood to come with him

Karel:

absolutely detests the beach.

Burns so easily but hates the feeling of sunscreen so he just doesn’t apply it. he doesn’t even tan he just fucking burns. has had sun poisoning once or twice before. 

sits under an umbrella and scowls at everyone and everything. absolutely the worst person to go to the beach with. he’s such a grouch.

brings a fuck ton of water. doesn’t plan on sharing, but will if someone asks him too. 

hates the heat so much.

wears black shorts, sandals, and a flannel. doesn’t bother buttoning his shirt because he’s already used to showing off his cleavage he just wants to stay cool. only really wears it because he’s weird about showing off too much skin.

keeps his hair in a loose ponytail. he has so much hair and its too hot to keep it untied. 

a lot of people think he’s a good swimmer, but no. he’s a terrible swimmer. stays away from the water. 

fuck sand, fuck water- he’s just going to stay under his umbrella and read. he doesn’t even want to be at the beach. 

only starts moving around once the sun is set. 

[ladyxlyndis]

The Plainsmen (Closed Starter for sacaeanxdemon)

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ladyxlyndis:

Lyn sat in camp after another encounter with the Black Fang, it was a long fight and they certainly had the advantage in numbers. However, thanks to Mark’s expertise as a tactician they jot only won the battle but made it out with no casualties. They normally did, it was just something that definitely had to be commended on every time.

It was the second battle that Lyn saw Karel commit to, his surname was definitely true based on his skill and ferocity with the blade. Guy would always pester him into training him or battling him. Sometimes he’d try to get Lyn to do the same. It was just the way of the swordsman, Lyn guessed. She didn’t want anything to do with challenging random people to show better abilities. She had some competition when it came to the martial art, but only when it was friendly sparring. She, however, was curious about Karel himself rather than his swordsmanship. He told her he wouldn’t kill her yet, she wasn’t strong enough; which was creepy in it’s own ways. She wanted to talk to him about his life on the plains, so thats what she decided to do. She walked over to his tent and gently called into it. Damn shame she couldn’t knock, would’ve been more easier.

“Hey Karel, I’d like to speak with you. If I’m not bothering you of course.” She said politely, hoping not to disturb the swordmaster in his meditation. She waited a bit to hear a response..

Karel had found himself satisfied by the earlier battle. The enemies had proved themselves as challenges and some even managed to hit him. Despite that, they fell to his blade all the same. After camp was set up, Karel immediately retreated to his tent to do some meditation. He didn’t have to deal with sharing it yet. 

The sudden sound of Lyn’s made Karel jump slightly. He hadn’t heard her approach at all. He half-thought of ignoring her and returning to his meditation (it helped him feel calm- helped him ignore his bloodlust if only for a little bit), but his curiosity for what the noble wanted. He stood up from his cross-legged position and met Lyn at the entrance of his tent, lifting the canvas flap to speak to her face-to-face. 

“...Very well, speak,” he said.

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20, 22

20. What-ifs/Alternate Timelines

I don’t really have a good answer to this but?? I thought of a thing where he killed everyone in his family?? it wouldn’t really affect his character during fe7, but definitely post-fe7 and fe6 (assuming he’d even make an appearance). like, without Karla, he wouldn’t change his ways. she’s the one who made him start questioning everything he did. he would continue down his original path, and would never find peace with himself. and hoo boy he’d kill a lot of people. a lot more than he originally did. 

22. People who’ve influenced them greatly

K A R L A. ^see above^

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10 10 10

10. Fears/phobias

acrophobia; it’s not crippling at all, but heights make him nervous and feel slightly sick. he’d much rather stay on the ground, but he can force himself to ignore those feelings if needed. 

fear of the afterlife; it’s very minor. he’s not afraid of being killed, it’s just what comes after death? it’s something that makes him sort of nervous and keeps him up at night (assuming he ever had a regular sleeping schedule).

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1, 17

1. Their physical weak spots

Having as much hair as he does. Seriously though, have you seen how long it is? It’s like calf length- probably really easy to grab onto. 

edit: I forgot to add that I hc that Karel is kinda far-sighted?? like, his vision definitely isn’t perfect but its also not entirely terrible if that can be considered a physical weakness??

17. Regrets

Not a lot, surprisingly. He’d like to believe that he regrets not killing Karla, but that’s not true at all. FE6 Karel would have a lot of regrets: not being around more before Karla died, letting his life be ruled by the way of the sword, not being around more before Karla died, killing a heck ton of people, not being around more before Karla died

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(( @sacaeanxdemon Hope this is okay! c: ))

[princessmacedon]

Détruire || v. Karel and Maria

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princessmacedon:

Had the man… laughed? She wasn’t quite sure what had been so funny, but as long as it hadn’t been a sad laugh, she was quite happy to hear it. Without thinking, she flashed him a warm smile, soft at the corners and wholly delighted. It only widened once he finally replied to her (he wasn’t much of a talker, was he? But that was okay; he’d made a promise, sort of). 

So when the man turned and began to walk away, she let him go without a word. It was lonely, of course– it was always lonely, watching someone’s back grow smaller, but she’d long since grown used to it. She just hoped that he was a man of his word, and that he’d take care of his wound before worst came to worst. Perhaps, if she was very, very lucky, she’d stumble upon him again one day, or–

–or maybe not? 

“May I…” She hesitated, but her eyes were bright and unabashedly shining. “May I walk there with you?” She had nowhere to go, after all, not when the whole world was her destination. To be pointed in the direction of the nearest village was helpful, but to potentially have company for even a short walk? Priceless. How long had it been since she’d last seen her siblings? Or even had so much as company for dinner? 

“Please?”

Karel took a moment to think her request through. He was a loner and preferred to travel alone and, as much as he wanted to, couldn’t find it in himself to tell the girl ‘no’ (there was just so much hope in her voice)- he couldn’t think of a good enough reason to convince himself to. With his decision made, he responded, “... If that’s what you want.” It wasn’t an exact ‘yes,’ but it definitely wasn’t a ‘no.’ 

The swordsman paused his walking to wait for her to catch up to him. He only continued when she made it to his side. His usually long strides were noticeably shorter. He spared her a short glance before deciding to ask, “Who are you...?” 

There were plenty of things about this girl that reminded him of his dear sister, Karla, and their childhood together. Her bright eyes, her innocence, her warm smile, her blind faith in him- they were all traits Karla used to have (Karla was a lot different now, though). Maybe that was why he allowed her to accompany him.