OH EM GI! update
Sorry aboout this delay, my Fire emblem addiction was drowned half to death by school and WoW, but I felt the urge to start writing again. By the way one of my OC's will make an apperance here, and the other characters will be coming soon after. Namely, Florina :). Anyway heres the disclaimer:
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Fire Emblem
Now onto the next installment!
I insisted that Lyn stay until she completely recovered from her injuries. She gladly accepted my hospitality.
Although she spent a lot of time asking questions, she would periodically stop to answer mine... this rarely happened though. I appreciate curiosity, but even so, some of her inquiries were flat out too inquisitive.
"How old are you?"
'Ummm…'
"Why do you wear black?"
'Errr…'
"What's with the monocle?"
No comment
"How does water get into your rooms?"
'Plumbing…?'
"Are you high?"
What in the name of Elimine!?!
"What's your name?"
Finally, a decent question... and they say curiosity killed the cat.
'Velcan Asriallus."
My guest seemed satisfied after I gave her my name, giving me a chance to actually think. Now that I do think about it, why did she ask for my name last…odd. It is a surprise she asked so many questions in the first place… she seemed so calm when we first met. Must be the nine sugar cubes she drops on her tea. According to her sugar is a rare delicacy in Sacea…sure.
Lyn's sugar induced frenzy lasted about a couple of days, about until I thankfully RAN OUT of the sweet yet evil substance -- nudge-nudge, wink-wink. There was a notable change in her personality, especially during the withdrawal phase. It was funnier than the time Elimine dared Roland to shave his head and grow a beard.
I never though interaction with others was this amusing. Her companionship is highly appreciated, but alas, it cannot last forever -- nothing does. After all she has a family awaiting her hopefully safe return… a mortal family.
Amazing how much food a single Sacean girl can eat. It has been just nine days and my entire vegetable garden – which should have lasted me a month – has been completely ravaged beyond comprehension. Oh well, a-planting I must go, tomatoes don't grow themselves.
I was humming quite a jolly tune on my way to the gardening shed when Lyn called out.
"Is there a problem, milady?" I asked as I turned to face her
"I was just thinking," she said as she walked closer "my tribe must be really worried…"
The time had come, just as I expected.
"So you wish to go home?" I asked.
She nodded. An expression of depression was clearly on her face.
"I will miss you." I smiled
Her eyes suddenly gleamed. I doubt I will like what is going to happen next.
"Then," she excitedly said "come with me!"
'What!?!'
"Great!!" she exclaimed as she buzzed of… to do Elimine knows what.
"What just happened…?" I asked myself in vain.
An hour later I realized that Lyn planned on dragging me to her village. I pretty much don't have a say in this, so yeah. Anyway, she says it's only a two day walk from my home. It can't be that bad, can it?
Apparently it can be really, really, really bad. Only two hours into the trip and were now being chased by a herd of buffalo – angry ones.
"Well," I said "it seems we have gotten ourselves into quite a pickle."
"Velcan, I have nothing to do with these creatures' anger." she bluntly stated.
I gave her a questioning look. She glared at me.
"Do you still not realize that YOU provoked them!" she cried.
I shook my head saying: "I recall no such event."
The thundering hooves of the buffalo were unhindered for a moment, as I stared blankly into the eyes of a very upset Sacean. This eerie silence was then suddenly broken when she began frantically stating all the things I did that, according to her provoked the supposedly gentle beasts. According to Lyn, inspecting a new born calves teeth, pulling out fur samples and squeezing udders were offensive to buffalo.
"I asked permission." I shrugged.
"It doesn't matter…" Lyn answered.
She seems upset. Another moment of silence followed.
"So…" I said to loosen the tension "what should we do now?"
"What can we do?" she asked back.
"I could start a fire…" I suggested.
"That might hurt these gentle beasts!" my blue-eyed companion stated with a tone of concern.
These "gentle beasts" were about to hurt us… very badly.
"I refuse to endanger these children of the plains." She continued.
I guess that means magic is out of the question…but I doubt she wants to be crushed by the "children of the plains". Either way, she can't keep running forever. A teleportation spell should work nicely; I will risk exposing myself…for her sake.
"Oryx-Ysaf-Vathur--"
"Over here!!" a small and distant voice interrupted my chanting.
Looking over at Lyndis, I realized she heard the voice as well, as she was scanning the area most likely to find the source of the voice.
"There!" she cried out pointing towards a fifteen foot tall cliff.
Can cliffs talk? I began to wonder or are the voices of the wind taking over Lyn? Oh wait, she was pointing towards a kid on top of said cliff. She stills seems to retain what's left of her sanity. Phew.
With the buffalo slowly catching up, my companion started heading for the cliff. The kid had let down a rope. We began to run faster, surprised yet ecstatic at the though of escaping without charbroiling or otherwise hurting the angry buffalo
I looked back… bad idea; all I saw was Lyn's favorite animal getting closer.
"Were almost there!" exclaimed Lyn.
Our not so little friends seemed eager to run me down, what bad manners. Anyway my companion already managed to grab the rope and begin climbing. Guess that means she's safe, time to save myself.
POOF!!!
I teleported to the top of the cliff, just in time to see the kid help Miss Lyndis get on her feet. It seems the kid was a young boy, about a foot shorter than Lyn. He had silvery hair and peculiarly yellow eyes. His robes resembled a Sacean tunic but the material looked thicker and heavier.
"Are you okay, miss?" he asked her.
"I'm fine," she panted in response "where's Master Canas?"
The boy shook his head.
"No…" Lyn dropped to her knees and began crying.
"I'm sorry…" he replied
Whatever could be the matter, we're all safe…wait the buffalo. I ran to the edge of the cliff to see what happened to our friends.
"The buffalo seemed to be in good health." I said as I turned to face them.
They looked at me and their faces paled. I waved and smiled – what else can I do?
"Yo…yo…your," the sea-haired girl stuttered "a…live…?"
Awkward question…wait, am I? Lyn's question made me wonder, so I checked my pulse, my breathing and pinched myself – ouch. Guess I can still be considered alive.
"Yes," I smiled in relief "I dare say I ---ack!"
CRAAAAAAK!!!
Ow…my sentence was interrupted by the sound of bones, particularly vertebra being crushed or otherwise dislocated. Before I could even wonder where it came from I felt my spine disintegrate. For some reason Lyndis was wrapping her arms around me with a grip that could snap a wyverns neck. It feels like my earlier statement was about to be proven inaccurate or it would be if I could indeed die. Luckily I am partially immortal, but pain still hurts.
My apparent executioner resumed her crying.
"Can't….gasp…breathe!" are all the words my limited amount of oxygen could form.
"You're alive!!!" she sobbed; apparently not noticing my current predicament.
For the love of Elimine!! I think I would have fared better with the buffalo, no matter how angry they were.
The boy was tugging at Lyn's tunic, trying to get her attention.
"Ummmm…" he nervously said "I don't think he can breathe."
Realizing this she quickly let go and frantically started apologizing. I smiled while trying to catch my breath, pretending everything was all right. We continued this until we both noticed out 'savior' was grinning childishly at us. My companion and I looked at him awkwardly.
"I guess your both okay." He smiled offering us a canteen of water.
The girl beside me graciously accepted saying: "Thanks to you."
"Yes," I followed suite "you have saved me twice already."
The kid chuckled while Lyn smiled awkwardly.
"May I ask for your name?" I asked as Lyndis passed me the canteen.
"Oh," he gasped "where are my manners. My name is…"
"THARAEL!!" another voice called out.
A shadow on the horizon was the apparent source.
"That must be my sister," he smiled "I have to go."
He then started running towards the figure.
"You forgot your canteen!" Lyn cried out.
"Keep it," he answered back "you'll probably need it"
I smiled; obviously he meant it as a joke. Lyn yelled out a few more 'thank you's as he joined the other shadow on the horizon.
Well there it is... hope you guys liked it. Any suggestion and comments feel free to leave it as a review.
