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[nessblessed-moved]

@emblembound​ || Berkut & Clair 

It had rained a lot as of late. Set back training schedules. Deliveries. Truly the raining season did set the kingdom back quite a bit, but they had all prepared for it. As they always did. But Clair could never prepare herself for the aches and pains that her legs would experience during that time. No tonics or herbs would ever help to quell it. She would just need to deal with it until it the pain rendered her immobile for a few days.

At least Alm would be understanding of it. As would Celica. The pair would give her as much time as she needed, time she hated taking off. She’d worked so hard to be a knight in her youth and now some rain and weakening legs were keeping her from her duty.

“Would you mind walking me back to the stables?”

She had spent the chunk of the day with Berkut, something that was starting to become a common occurrence. And it certainly hadn’t gone unnoticed by others. Clair had heard quite the outlandish rumors in regards to her and Berkut. Even her brother had fallen prey to them and comforted her about her relationship with the fallen prince. If that hadn’t been the most awkward conversation of her life...

She’d had to tell Clive far too many times that she and Berkut were simply friends and nothing more. At least...she thought of them as friends. How Berkut saw them, she didn’t know.

“I think,” Clair winced as her right knee buckled, but was quick to correct herself and prayed the other did not comment on it “I think I’ve had my fill of this rain and should return home.”

[wargains]

What is Caspar's favorite battle scar and how did he get it? Does he like to show it off to people?

YOU MEAN YOU HAVEN’T HEARD THE STORY OF HOW THE KING OF ALMYRA SHOT HIM IN THE HAND? 

in all seriousness, caspar doesn’t actually hold any of his battle scars in particularly high regard. most of them are results of the war, and he’s by far not the only one to have scars from that, and frankly he mostly just considers himself lucky. once the war is over, he doesn’t feel the need to brag about how he was part of it, because he knows as well as anyone (contrary to his attitudes to battle prior to the war) that such large-scale death and destruction is nothing to relish or celebrate. he wouldn’t necessarily put these words to it, but he feels that it’s disrespectful to those who lost their lives in the same battles to show off about how he survived, regardless what side they fought on. 

but the scar on his hand, when he tried and succeeded (or failed, jury’s still out) to catch an arrow shot by the legendary king of almyra? that’s a story worth telling! he’ll absolutely show it off, not only because he still thinks to this day that it was very cool of him, but he can show off that he’s close personal pals with the king of almyra. caspar has a lot of respect for claude and generally feels that he’s a really cool dude, and it’s really, really cool that he can talk about how they know each other. 

caspar headcanons! / always accepting / @emblembound

[dreyari]

edelgard has been waiting several minutes under the quiet hum of the cathedral’s roof, so high and empty she feels certain that any prayer spoken here would surely evaporate between the vast pillars and cold stone before they reached the ears of the goddess. still, even she is aware that it is rude to interrupt communion of the spirit. if only edelgard could hurry it up, and no longer have to linger on the edge of social sensibility a few feet away from manuela’s unmoving form. at the slightest indication that manuela seems to be done, edelgard takes several steps forward and clears her throat, whether the professor is truly finished or not.

    “professor manuela?” edelgard extends a pause, long enough to allow manuela time to turn to her. “i don’t mean to intrude, but i hear you are to be teaching the black eagles this year. i felt it pertinent to introduce myself on a more official basis.” 

preskip baby starter call / @emblembound​

[sireneia-a]

                @emblembound (owain) / unprompted.

  “ GASP! ” a dark mage with long, flowing blonde hair quite audibly says and literally as she rounds the corner. Despite being extremely loud in this exclamation, the girl still tries to have SOME semblance of stealth as she rushes behind a nearby pillar.

Her fingers curl around the stone, her head peeking out to take a glimpse at the man at the other end of the hall moving closer and closer. Had he seen her already?! 

That blond, spiky hair! That physique! That gait! Surely that was a PICTURE PERFECT replication of her father! But... that outfit... why, it was nothing she had seen before! If anything, it resembled Hoshidan garb more but even then, it wasn’t quite the same. Yes, this was not her father but instead the man who proclaimed himself to be OWAIN DARK!

Really, he had to take the same powerful surname too? What was this man’s aim? Torn between reporting this strange man to her father and investigating the matter herself, Ophelia at last decided that there was no time better than the present, and if fate had decided she and Owain were to be in the same hall of Askr at the same time, then it must be her time to take things into her own hands!

With that, she leaps from behind her hiding spot to in front of Owain as he approaches, taking on a daring stance as if to BLOCK the hall from him— her arms spread out wide on both ends as her feet were equally distant from one another as well.

“ Halt, stranger who calls himself Owain Dark! It is I, OPHELIA DUSK, chosen maiden who has come to unleash you of your secrets here and now! Tell me, why do you insist upon putting on a disguise of my father?! ”

[sorrcerii-moved]

“My power is be awesome.” - From Odin~

Achiiiiievement!: Accepting || @emblembound

Curtains on fire? Words with a little extra flare added to them to try and hide the mistakes? Niles off grinning in the corner? Odin making some oddly uncomfortable looking pose?

Ah, yes, everything truly was awesome. And it was all a clear sign that his retainers had been up to something. Had Odin found some new spell to try out? Lovely. But couldn’t he have practiced it outside? Where there WASN’T curtains. Oh and now the fire was spreading down to the carpet. That would be a pain to buffer out. Better to just get rid of it all.

“I’d rethink that statement. Clean this mess.”

The prince said before turning on his heel and leaving the men to their duties.

[drylicu]

         “Great. I won’t use my magic on you...but your arrows. You have the best precision among any of our peers, and I would like to see how my magic and your arrows would affect the target...” She began, reaching out and gently taking her friend by the wrist. Starting to pull her along, she continues explaining. “See, you have a fine point, while mine is more of a wider range. What would happen if we combined the two? I just want to know so maybe we can help each other more in combat!”

( @emblembound Noire )

[exalted--zealotry]

@emblembound

“’Sir’ Vaike...”

“Your end has come.”

[bladerevered]

💭 - Your gf or your sister, your pick!

For every 💭 I receive, I will write one thought my Muse has had about yours. — Still Accepting !! 

     “ I-I swear to the gods… Alannah will be the death of me! How in the world does word travel so fast to her? Does she have spies in every corner of the Outrealm or something? ”

     “ I wonder if Noire would like Chon’sin? Maybe someday, once this war is all over, I could take her out on a date and let her see the breathtaking sight from the royal palace... if it’s ever  REBUILT,  that is. ”