Some of you noticed that I've mentioned how Marth fought against Grima with Tiki, an event which never actually happened because the dragon was Medeus. You're correct, I made the exact same observation as you when I played the game. However, I assume that people changed their view of the Shadow Dragon somewhere between Marth's victory over Medeus and the establishment of new nations we see in Awakening. This seems to make sense because the characters associate Marth with Grima, so I suspect the story of his campaign against Medeus altered over time, making the Shadow Dragon become the Fell Dragon.

It's a similar concept in history since legends passed down through the ages change over time because new generations establish new ways to tell stories. By doing this, new interpretations of these legends emerge among society and became accepted because older concepts within the tales have been forgotten over countless generations.

That's why I believe Medeus and Grima are one and the same, though I can see how they'd be two different entities if gamers choose to play as the female avatar because the Fell Dragon would be female too since the avatar is a human representation of Grima.

Hopefully that should clarify this point the game makes as to the legend involving Marth and Medeus/Grima.

B Support

Things were quiet. Too quiet.

Well, the camp was still bustling as they were heading out, but aside from that a certain Swordmaster was nowhere to be seen. Perhaps she was looking for a particular individual elsewhere, maybe on the other side of where they were encamped.

Regardless, Olivia didn't think about it too much since her mind was focused on the mission at hand. A small trading caravan was heading into a village several miles around the base of a nearby mountain and Olivia volunteered to help guard it along with Severa, Panne, Libra, and Kellam. Anna tagged along as well since her family knew the merchants, so she decided to help them sell some merchandise and earn a profit for herself in the process.

In total, there were six lieutenants protecting the caravan from bandits, Valmese soldiers, and Risen along the road, plus some soldiers and sellswords to back them up. Olivia couldn't understand why the traders needed their help when they already had a professional mercenary force loyal to the guild they represented in Rosanne. However, Virion financed the guild's establishment prior to Walhart's invasion of his country and Gregor knew the sellswords since he worked with them several times in the past. The two of them spoke with Chrom about it and he agreed to offer support which the merchants and mercenaries alike welcomed gladly because it provided them with a window of opportunity to establish a branch of their guild in Ylisse.

That was how Olivia learned of the mission and she volunteered for it because she wanted to help her friends, though that wasn't the only reason she wanted to go. Though to be clear, it was more like she had to go because a certain someone wanted to escape the overprotective gaze of another particular somebody who just so happened to be a Swordmaster.

She smiled as soon as the coast was clear and the camp was out of sight. It was perfect; the Swordmaster wouldn't find the individual she was searching for…because that person was no longer in camp anymore.

Making sure there was enough room for her guest to emerge from the hay she'd been hiding in, Olivia whipped her head around to ensure the others weren't looking in their direction. It would be bad if the two of them were discovered, especially if Severa found them since she'd be livid.

Relieved to find that everyone else was closer to the head of the caravan, Olivia turned back to the pile of hay she'd been sitting in with the guest she brought along for the ride and whispered softly so everyone else wouldn't hear her. "Okay, coast is clear; you can come out now."

There was a bit of movement within the hay which expanded somewhat as a familiar Manakete emerged from the space she'd been concealed in for the past hour and took a deep breath. "Thank Naga our plan worked," she sighed in relief while brushing hay off her clothes. "I was beginning to think Say'ri also chose to undergo the mission. Good thing she didn't, lest she discover my presence here."

"Well, it's either that or suffocate," Olivia remarked, picking bits of hay from Tiki's hair and tossing them aside. "When we formulated this little operation I said to come out of hiding if you needed to breathe. You're a highly valued member of this army, so we can't have you dying on us anytime soon."

Tiki nodded. "Point taken, Olivia, but I'd rather risk suffocation than having Say'ri find me stowing away in this caravan," she said while brushing her hair to smooth it out. "Honestly, she treats me more like a doll than a living being. Her intentions are good, but the method contradicts that since I feel as if I'm a prisoner instead of the 'noble, sacred Voice of Naga' people know me as. I've tried speaking with her about this, but she never listens to me, which is why I'm forced to sneak away from her like this just so I can get some freedom to myself."

Olivia couldn't help but giggle. "At least she's not calling you exotic like Anna is. Whatever Say'ri wishes of you is probably better than anything she has planned for you."

"Oh, I wouldn't worry about Anna anymore," Tiki smiled, politely brushing off the remark with a slight wave of her hand. "She and I have a sort of…understanding, if you get the meaning."

Despite being a shy girl without a shred of evil in her heart and soul, Olivia couldn't help but smirk mischievously when she heard Tiki's ominous pause. Perhaps it was because of the scary stories she learned during her travels prior to being rescued by Basilio and in the East Khan's court; those tales really did have some sort of strange influence over her. "Ahhh, what did she do this time? Surely not prepare another speech for you give in public, right?"

"She didn't have to because I already took care of it," Tiki closed her eyes and shrugged, shaking her head with a mischievous smirk of her own.

"How?"

Tiki's smirk turned into a wicked grin and she pretended to bare fangs towards Olivia. "I threatened to eat her…!" she said with dramatic effect.

"Oh, my! How terrifying!"

The dancer tried to hold back a snort, but burst out laughing with the Voice since they couldn't hold their amusement in much longer.

"Oh, Tiki, that was so hilarious!" Olivia complimented the Voice on her acting as they fell back in the hay. "You really have the talent to be a storyteller! I'm surprised at how good you are!"

"Thanks!" Tiki laughed, "I hate to be the bearer of bad news for others even when I am the bad news, but sometimes I just can't help myself!"

"Yeah, you were great!" Olivia said, accepting one of two apples the Manakete packed away in her pouch for the trip. "That scary face you made was to die for! I wish I had your ability at acting! It would really help with my dancing!"

"Yes, that reminds me," Tiki stated after taking a bite of her apple, "I wanted to ask something of you, Olivia."

"Yes," the dancer spoke up after chewing another piece of hers, "what would you like?"

"Your dancing is truly marvelous," the Voice complimented as she turned to her friend. "I enjoy the inspiration it has on myself and others in combat. It is quite an invigorating experience."

Olivia smiled, apparently not feeling shy this time unlike all the other times when people praised her dancing. Those other occasions made her nervous, but compliments from her new Manakete friend were warmly welcomed. Spending time with Tiki had become her favorite pastime, which was why she never felt shy around her. It was amazing how close they became in the span of about a week since the incident that never happened. Some of the other lieutenants and soldiers even went so far as to refer to them as sisters in arms, which was a nice feeling now that Olivia thought about it since sharing a sort of sisterly bond with Tiki was pleasant.

"Why, thank you, Tiki. Such praise means a lot to me," she said and then realized what kind of favor Tiki was asking her for. "Ah, you want me to teach you how to dance?"

Tiki broke eye contact with Olivia and blushed, shyly touching the tips of her fingers together. "W-well, I-I mean if you can't, then I-I don't mind. I-I wouldn't want to impose on you."

"No, it's quite alright, Tiki," Olivia reassured her, "I can teach you, but I just want you to know that I may not be very good at it since I've never showed anyone how to dance before."

"S-so it'll be difficult, but possible?"

Olivia nodded to confirm the Manakete's inquiry. "Yes, in fact you'll be the first student I've ever taken on," she said with a smile as she closed her eyes. "My own teacher back in Ferox would be thrilled to hear that I've had the honor of teaching the Voice of Naga how to dance."

"Wow…" Tiki marveled at this once in a lifetime achievement. "I bet he'll be so proud to hear that his student has become a teacher herself."

"Indeed," Olivia agreed, "he's the best dance teacher in all of Ferox. People from all over the world flock to him to learn the beauty of dance. I may not have started my lessons with him since I already had some fundamental knowledge, but he helped me progress further than I would have on my own."

"And you'll put what he taught you into practice when you're teaching me?" Tiki inquired.

"Certainly," Olivia replied, "I've memorized his method of teaching quite well, so it should be somewhat easy for me to take up the cause. Who knows, perhaps the first attempt will go a lot smoother than I imagine it."

"Well then, here's to an aspiring teacher," Tiki toasted with the apple by holding it up.

Olivia did the same. "And here's to an aspiring dancer."

"And here's to a couple of lazy bums just sitting on their asses and not doing any work!"

Suddenly Tiki and Olivia screamed in terror when Severa gave them a horrible fright. They jolted to their feet and nearly lost their balance when a bump in the road almost caused them to fall out of the cart with the half-eaten apples they dropped. The two of them turned very pale as they wrapped their arms around each other while trembling uncontrollably.

"Well, well, well…look what we have here," Severa scolded, pointing an accusatory finger right in Tiki's face. "A stowaway in the caravan," she whipped her finger to Olivia's face, "and her accomplice, both of whom happen to be from OUR camp!"

"W-w-wait! S-S-Severa, I-I-I can explain, I—" Olivia tried to protest, fearfully holding her hands up defensively after letting go of Tiki. Unfortunately, whatever explanation she tried to present was immediately shot down by Cordelia's bad tempered daughter.

"No, don't bother; don't even think about it. I already can tell you're going to make excuses when you completely disobeyed MY orders. When Chrom placed me in charge of this mission, I specifically told all the other lieutenants I'd selected not bring anyone else with them save for some soldiers so our army wouldn't be undermanned. And here I find you, Olivia, talking with Tiki when the Voice was CLEARLY not authorized to participate in THIS MISSION."

"B-b-but, S-S-Severa, please listen to us!" Tiki attempted to protest despite it being in vain since this was Severa they were pleading with. "I-I-It's not what you think, I—"

"Can it! I don't give a damn what you have to say because you weren't even supposed to come with us! Don't think you can beg me for mercy just because you're the Voice! I'm the captain here, and what I say goes! Do I make myself clear?!"

Tiki and Olivia hung their heads in shameful defeat. "Yes, Severa," they replied in unison.

"And one more thing," Severa stated before she turned to get back on her horse. "When we return to camp, I'm informing Chrom AND Say'ri of this little incident PRONTO."

"N-n-no, S-S-Severa, please don't!" Olivia squeaked timidly. "Th-that's not necessary!"

"Y-y-yes," Tiki agreed, "they don't need to know! W-w-we promise to work hard, honest!"

"THEN GET TO WORK THIS INSTANT!" Severa screamed at the top of her lungs, startling the poor girls further. "AND I'M STILL TELLING THEM BECAUSE I'M NOT TOLERATING DISREPSECT TOWARDS MY ORDERS! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?!

By this point Tiki and Olivia were hunched over, looking very miserable as tears poured out of their eyes like waterfalls. "Yes, Severa…" was all they could utter, and it was a painful acknowledgement to make since they'd be a lot of trouble back at camp. Chrom and Say'ri were certainly going to be very livid with them when they discovered what happened. And there was nothing Tiki and Olivia could do about it except hope they wouldn't be as angry as they expected them to be. At least they hoped those two weren't scarier than Severa.

And that does it for Tiki and Olivia's B level support. Hopefully you all enjoyed Severa directing her rage at them which made for some awesome comedy relief. As for that little meeting with Say'ri and Chrom…well, I'll let you guys imagine how that turns out.