A/N: Okay, so my first fanfiction. This is a story based around my take on the relationship between Nowi and Fire Emblem Awakening's Avatar(Robin). I'm planning on including somewhat altered versions of their supports and maybe even including the time skip. I haven't seen to much of this couple, so I figure I'd take a crack at it. Reviews and feedback are always welcome.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the following characters. All characters owned by Intelligent Systems and Nintendo.

Chapter 1

The previous battle was furious and quite taxing on the Shepherds. They had their first run in with the Plegian cultists known as the Grimleal, followers of the Fell Dragon, Grima. Grima. Something about that name sent a chill up Robin's spine. He couldn't tell where he heard that name, he figured it may have been something he forgot when he suffered from his amnesia. Despite this all, he was dead tired from the fighting that he and the Shepherds all thankfully survived. Fighting on Plegian sand was no easy feet. Cavaliers were near useless due to the dunes and jagged rocks of the desert, so reinforcements weren't a luxury they could not afford for the rest of this campaign. Nevertheless, Robin still had a job to do.

After the encounter, the Shepherds set up camp around the oasis, in front of the three small towns that dotted this area of Plegia. As thanks, some of the townsfolk visited their campgrounds and offered spare weapons and rations for keeping them safe and warning them of the Grimleal threat. Thankfully, they would not have to worry about food for the night, as that was provided en mass as well by the grateful townsfolk. While Frederick was taking stock of the offerings, Robin was walking towards the oasis by the edge of the campsite. He knelt in front of the water and looked at himself in the pool's reflection. The setting sun gave it an orange hue, making his silver hair shine almost ethereally. He scooped up the water in the oasis and splashed his face a few times, then dunked his head in completely to remove the copius amount of sand that had gotten trapped in his hair during the battle.

After lifting his head out and twisting the sand and water out of his locks, Chrom walked up behind Robin and patted his shoulder. "Another excellent day, Robin. We're not much farther from the Plegian capital. It will take less than a day for us to reach Plegia Castle and we'll have rescued Emm by noon. I really appreciate all that you have done for us. We couldn't have gotten this far without you." Robin rubbed his eyes dry and stood up. "Well, I wouldn't say excellent, what with the sand hindering us, but it did provide some good training for when we actually storm the capital's territory. They are likely to have the same terrain, so now I can make plans to better suit us." Chrom smiled at his response. "See? That sort of thinking and initiative is what I was referring to. Already you've thought of ways to keep us fighting in top form after just one short battle." he said. "Chrom, please, I can practically feel my head swell!" Robin laughed. "Anyways, I've still got to speak with our new Shepherds-to-be before my job is done. I'll just be off then." he said, and walked passed Chrom to the large debriefing tent where their tactics and meetings were usually held.

Inside the tent were the sellsword, Gregor, and the "young" Manakete, Nowi, who were a good help with repelling the Grimleal hours prior. Robin stepped inside the tent to meet the two and was glad to see that Nowi had warmed up to Gregor in such a short time. It would never do to have bad blood between the Shepherds, so seeing them become fast friends meant their trust in each other would serve them well on the battlefield. Robin sat opposite of them on a table in the center of the tent and clasped his hands together. "Thank you for waiting, you two." he said. He noticed Nowi was riffling through her long blonde and pale green locks as well. It seemed he wasn't the only one who got sand in his hair during that battle. "First of all, I'd like to extend my appreciation and thanks for you two helping out today. The Shepherds aren't used to fighting on this rough terrain, and we had very limited access to our cavaliers."

"No problem!" Nowi spoke up, cheerfully with a wide grin. "Those bullies deserved it anyways after trying to take me hostage again. Something about a sacrifice to some 'Grimey' guy." she said, her sparkling, purple irises rose upward as she thought carefully about who this 'Grimey' person was. Although Robin knew she must have meant Grima. Again that name itched at the back of his mind, as if it was trying to tell hims something, like one of his lost memories were trying to resurface.

"Is something bothering you, friend?" Gregor asked. He sat back in his chair, cross-armed and focused on Robin, his face barely showing emotion. "You look like you are having the troubles."

Robin snapped out of his thoughts for a second. "Hm? Oh, sorry, I was just remembering something. Um, so, the reason I called you two here is because I've taken note of your abilities during our battle and was hoping the two of you would join the Shepherds and help in our cause to rescue Exalt Emmeryn and put down Gangrel for trying to start a war with Ylisse." he asked.

While Nowi mulled over her answer, Gregor made no hesitation, "Gregor will fight for any side, so long as you make with the greasing of palms, yes?" he asked with a sly smirk. Robin nodded inwardly, remembering Gregor's past declaration of being a sword for hire. Ironically, the group that the Shepherds put down was a former employer of the man, only turning sides because they threatened the life of a young girl.

"Ah, right, you're a sell sword. Well, rest assured that if we can stop King Gangrel, I'll see to it that you'll be paid for your services, Gregor." Gregor extended a hand to Robin, who met with his in a deal-sealing handshake."Then, we are in business!" he exclaimed with a hearty laugh.

The tactician then turned to the young-looking Manakete who was still thinking over her decision, "And you, Nowi? You're free to say no, but your dragon prowess could serve the Shepherds very well." Continuing to think her decision over, Nowi finally came to an answer with a dismissive but certain shrug, "Mmm. Sure! Why not? You did help get rid of those mean people, so it's only fair that I help you out too!" she said happily with her iconic smile. Robin rose from his seat and clasped his hands together. "Excellent. The Shepherds are happy to have you both!" he said, shaking both of their hands.

The three of them exited the tent and headed off towards the mess tent for a victory dinner. Robin figured he should have a meal before his nightly strategic meetings with Chrom and Frederick. The villagers supplied a good amount of bear meat to the Shepherds' cause, and someone had to be there to take Frederick's portion.

A/N: And that's chapter one so far. I know it was pretty short but I gotta start somewhere. The next chapter will most likely be longer as it will account for the battle at Plegia Castle.

EDIT: Re-edited for you convenience and reading pleasure!