I finally got back posting fanfic. This is my second time posting in here and the idea is from an Rp I did with a friend. She is Mia (Her Avatar) and I am Gaius. Hope you enjoy the story.
The fire that is burning within his ceramic oven crackled merrily as Gaius looked at the cookie dough that is slowly baked into perfection. The former thief now baker was humming to himself as he awaits the oven to be done with his latest snack. The aroma of the cookie he is baking could be inhaled even from the living room. Gaius made no attempt to cover it as he is proud of his bakery skill. He took a seat on top of the table. Something his wife would lecture him on. Gaius doesn't mind. It not like she is here now.
Mia let out a soft sneeze. Whenever she does that, it probably means two things. Someone close to her is speaking/thinking of her and the other is Gaius is up to something that she would scold him if caught. Or perhaps it is because the weather is getting colder due to it close to winter now. She gave a small shrug and tunelessly whistled to herself as she walked around Ylisstol. A year had passed since the fateful battle at Origin Peak and the battle that determines the future at the back of the Fell Dragon. A year has passed since she selflessly ended Grima with her own hand. Doing so, she vanished as well due to her link with the dragon. It was almost a year after that she found herself waking up at the very meadow where Chrom and Lissa first met her.
And now she sighed to herself. A month had passed since her return and life had return to normal. Although Gaius had semi-retire to the live of a baker, only filling in when the Shepherd is lacking manpower now that she had returned. Mia is still tactician to the group. Even so she couldn't push this off any longer. Her weapons were on the verge of breaking, and her tomes were in their last pages after that last skirmish with some group of bandits. It wasn't before long that she'd arrived at the Blacksmiths, and greeted him with a smile before requesting to see progress on her forged sword.
"Welcome!" A burly man greeted her from the counter when she entered the shop. "I just got ya sword ready milady." The man gestured towards a sword that he was holding when she arrived. The tactician looked at the sword with a smile. The blade itself was identical to a wyrmslayer's edge, yet it bore the same light weight a normal Silver Sword did. Small, delicate work was visible on the cross guard, grip, and pommel, obviously crafted with care. "At'll be 3000 gold." The smith leaned over the counter. "Proof I'm doin' m'job, now I need proof that yer keepin' yer end'a'tha bargain."
She nodded in response, and took out 3 small bullions from the rucksack on her back, setting it on the counter before thanking him, and purchasing her own new weaponry. An Iron Lance, and Iron sword. "Pleasure doin' business with ya." He bowed, as she strapped the weapons to her side and back before beginning the walk back home, before it got any darker out.
So dark in fact, she'd had to snap her fingers and create a small flame in her hand to see. Another thing to loath about winter—it got dark that much earlier...
Gaius let out a small breath as he strolled down the street. The day was bright moments ago and now people are leaving the streets. He had done his baking and decided to get out of the house to find Mia but seeing how the sky is turning dark, he wondered should he turned back? Perhaps she had return already and would be waiting for him at home. As he scratched his head and ponder on his next move, he heard someone screaming and soon a couple of people running past him. "What's going on?" he stopped one of them to inquire regarding their action and the scream. The person was shaking badly when he spoke. "Monster, one just appeared and killed the guards guarding the gate, it like a large hound but with three heads. I advise you to run now and hide."
Gaius let the man run off as he bit his lips. A monster appearing out of nowhere? Something smells wrong but regardless the threat posed by the beast isn't minor and he doubts the guards can handle it alone. He ran off to the spot, hoping the commotion would draw the shepherds out assuming if any of those guards didn't run off to seek their aids. .
Mia heard the scream as well. Pulling a person that is fleeing aside for a moment, she asked, "The hell's goin' on..?"
The man stammered and muttered something about monster at the gate and ran off before she could ask any further questions. Mia groaned. It was supposed to be a quiet and duty free day for her, but honour prevented her from simply leaving the guards to their duties. She reluctantly began to ran towards where the man had been running from, holding the grip of her sword tightly in her gauntlet-covered right hand. "Damn it, if I end up needing to spend more money on recovering from this I'll swear..." She grumbled, picking up her pace towards the gate where a bestial roar could be heard along with the yells of men.
Author Notes: If anyone is interested in how Mia is. This is the build from her in avatar editor
Build-01 Face-01 Hair-05 Hair Color-05 Voice-Fem 1
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