#lloyd fe

[bigifee]

Question, in FE7 we get to meet both Linus and Lloyd and as I’m playing FEH I notice that Lloyd has a fallen alt that says that he will avenge his brother, but I’m literally playing fe7 rn and what happened is totally reversed, Lloyd tries to lure Eliwood and his squad to a fortress and then it is Linus who wants to avenge him after finding him dead

I am pretty sure I’m not wrong, but does the story changes a bit depending of something???

[arkus-rhapsode]

Part of me wanted to make this sort of think piece post on how much I wish FE had more variety in their villain groups like in FE7, but something else dawned on me-I really miss memorable one map bosses.

FE7 had that in spades with the Black Fang, but there was a bunch of memorable one map shit heels in Tellius. I think the last time we really had this was in FE Awakening. The biggest stand out being Mustafa who would go on to get a Fire Emblem Heroes unit.

But in Fates, Three Houses, and Engage? Not so much. Fates was sad because clearly Kozaki was trying to make the capturable characters memorable in their design. But many are locked in paralogues, not the main story.

Three Houses has plenty of generic map generals. Part of it is most likely due to expecting you to not recruit ever kid so the weight if fighting these grown up students be a big maps. But if you’re replaying on New Game+ it’s easy to avoid that. I guess Metodey was the best they had for one offs, but he was no Mustafa.

Engage tries to avoid the pitfalls of having one underdeveloped boss for a map by instead making four villains you fight multiple times to establish them as characters and threats. But that had the issue that a lot of their fights blend into each other and I know quite a few who were fighting the same four guys.

Hoping for the next FE they bring back more fun one off villains.

[godsmercie]

“Who did this to you?”

Lloyd seems to have an unintentional habit of startling her, she’s found- first in the training hall with his sudden question, and now... also in the training hall when she’d thought she was alone and took off her too-thick overshirt while practicing with her new Blessed Lance. It was late enough that she hadn’t expected anyone, though, she should have known better with how many strange people frequented the monastery. She quickly pops over to the side of the room to pull her shirt on to be less... well, indecent before she answers. Her voice is quiet, and it lacks it’s usual warmth.

“Ah, Lloyd- I pray your night has been good, besides... seeing that,” she says, looking straight at the training dummy she’d been working with rather than at him. “And, uhm, as for who did this... Well, you can tell it was a while ago, I’m sure, since it’s just a lot of scarring now.” She spins her lance around, but it’s obviously just to have something to do with her hands.                                                         tw: abuse (details vague)

She doesn’t talk about them often- hell, she’d barely even told Edelgard about them, the crawling roots and branches reaching across her back, the mass of mangled flesh in the middle of it all, but... This was Nino’s brother. Nino trusted this man with her life, and leaving the question suspended eternally in the unknown would only raise more concerns, she knew. So she decided to trust him.

“...My stepfather gave them to me,” she answers, lance jabbing into the side of the training dummy as she mentioned her relation to him. “When I was little- I don’t remember it anymore, not really. My maman said the first time I had taken a hit he was aiming for her.” A slash at the dummy- cleaner than the last. “He did it a few more times in the same spot after that- letting out anger, or punishing me for little things. I... I was happy to take it, if it kept him away from my little brother more.” A deep stab into the dummy’s ‘stomach’ made her pause, working the lance out before continuing to speak. “Before you get too angry, there’s no need, really.” A jab into the dummy’s ‘neck.’ “My mother and I ran away from him 13 years ago. Someone murdered him a few years later.” She breathes out, arms slackening some- the dummy was almost unrecognizable.

“...It’s been a long time. But he can’t hurt me or anyone else anymore, and that’s... That’s really what makes it feel ok, now. That and the time passed, of course. My memories have been getting fuzzier and fuzzier of what it felt like, what happened to me in that house.” She smiles to herself- a small, bittersweet smile, but a smile nonetheless- before looking at Lloyd again. Her smile drops. “Oh, goodness, I’m sorry, that was... very dour. I’m sorry if my going on was insensitive or just too sad. I’m- I’d be happy to talk about other things, if you’d like.” She gives a consoling smile now. “Just let me know.”