Hmmm who is this? Seems Familiar | Chrom and Owain
Hm. Perhaps my blade needs a new name… Huh?
The black haired one’s ears perk up to familiar voice from behind him. “H’oy ther—Uncle Chrom!” He leaps up in excitement. “It’s been awhile Uncle! How fare you?” He grazes the tip of his nose with his thumb. A sly smile spreads across his face as he stands in a heroic pose.
Chrom was surprised. "Uncle Chrom?" he asked. It took him a moment to realize who it was. Lissa's son. "Owain?! It's good to see you. I have been doing well. How goes your weapon naming?"












