A Secret beyond the SnowOn the snowy peaks near the village of Bright Port, a young man stared at a flame that lived before him to warm him through the cold, his face hidden under a blue hood and scarf. For seconds, he simply stared with mere interest before extending his hand toward the fire, breathing as he focused.
The fire came alive as it flowed out of the hearth, swirling about the man's hands and began to encircle him with a burning embrace before the hand pounced and grabbed a piece of the fire, the circles dying as he open it to a single flame that started to form into a sprite, a calm, yet commanding tone given in the man's voice. "Is there any trouble that you have come to me to correct?"
"M'lord, the presence of evil looms over us all as the shadows seek to destroy the world..."
"No, such energies still are chained in the darkness of the Nether and pose no greater threat than mere spirits of doom." The man made to close his hand, but the sprite spoke again, scared for its life if he did close it.
The Grandmaster's Caring ShadowAlex wiped his brow of the unpleasant sweat that had formed as he landed the final blow on a Risen Fighter, pulling his sword from the ground and looking about. The town was saved and everyone was still breathing from the encounter, Alex letting a sigh slip out of his mouth as he went about and assessed the force that he brought with so that they can easily learn how to fight the Risen if the Shepherds were unable for any reason, approaching the first group consisting of five cavaliers, doing their best to reign in the horses. "How was the bout against a undead foe?" Whether the Risen were undead or magical constructs had long plagued his mind as they had appeared like vanished enemies given new-found life, but were summoned by Aversa at Emm's martyr act.
"A bit unsettling, sir, I never thought that Plegia would employ such monsters."
"And yet, these creatures continue to roam, master less and show the same ferocity to a number of Plegia settlements." He had received information that r
An Attempt of a Shadow's AffectionsAlex lounged in his chair as he finished a number of recruit documents and redone Shepherd records, a smile strong upon his face as he thought back to when he was promoted to Grandmaster to Exalt Chrom. Eight months ago, the Shepherds had found where Gangrel had relocated and defeated his small force of soldiers before Chrom landed the killing blow upon the Mad King of Plegia.
With that, the government was allowed to rebuild as the damages done to Ferox and Ylisse was paid for with the vast treasury, letting the Shepherds rest back in Ylisse with a great celebration and a wedding between Chrom and the lovable, yet clumsy Pegasus Knight Sumia. Within those months, the life of Ylisse had renewed with both companions and love, Alex puffing out a sigh of relief as his office was the recent scene of Nowi's joyful cheer as Ricken, a young mage who wanted to prove himself among the Shepherds, had recently propose to the Manakete. He started to chuckle at the fact of Chrom's 'vengeance' for hi