Lissa led the group to a building off to the side of the castle. While approaching the doors, Lissa turned around with a huge grin on her face, "Here we are! Welcome to the home of the Shepherds!" Lissa pushed open the two large doors, producing a loud creek. She proceeded to grab Robin and Rebecca by the wrist again and marched directly in, with Quintin and Harris promptly following.

Inside the barracks were two people making idle conversation. What they were saying will never be known, as once Lissa walked into the main room a shrill and worried voice called out, "Lissa my darling treasure!" A bright pink flash with bouncing blonde curls darted across the room, stopping only when right in front of Lissa. "My goodness, I've sprouted fourteen gray hairs worrying about you!"

"Ah Maribelle, you worry too much. What's one battle or two? Now the bugs and bear, I could do without."

The blonde brute standing near Lissa interjected at this point, "That's great and all, but where's Chrom? I gotta rub it in his face how weak he was without Teach's ol' trusty axe."

"Yes, because Vaike is the strong one here. Not, oh, Frederick or anything. You know, the one who's like Vaike except much stronger, far more amicable, and is just an all-around better person?" mumbles Harris, already supremely annoyed with his douche-ness.

Having not noticed Harris' rage, Sumia adds, "Pardon, but when will we get to see Captain?"

"Oh Sumia, it's so sweet of you to worry about Chrom like that," Lissa giggled.

"Hmm? Chrom? Oh no, I was talking about Frederick. I certainly hope he didn't overexert himself trying to protect you two again, we both know how passionate he can be about your safety. Oh what it must be like to be in those shoes…" With that, Sumia drifted off with a distant look in her eyes.

Lissa paused for a moment before her eyes grew wide again, "Oh my gosh! I almost forgot to introduce you guys to new friends!" Lissa turned to a confused Robin before continuing, "Meet Robin! Chrom made him our new tactician. Oh, and that's Rebecca, he's Harris, and he's Quintin." Each nodded a greeting in response to their name called.

"Heh Robin, can you do this?" Vaike started to produce a low rumble, turning into a loud belch. "BUURRR-" Vaike was interrupted by Harris punching him square in the jaw.

"Not today, you disgusting blonde ogre!"

"How uncouth! While I am grateful that I don't have to hear another one of those disgusting outlets, one should be more careful with their violence!" Maribelle turned to Harris and delivered a solid whack with her trusty parasol.

"Oi. Look at it this way, I could have just stabbed him." Harris meekly smiled to Maribelle, who in turn just glared at him.

"I truly hope your other friends here are cut from finer cloths than you."

"Ah yes, the Klepto and the failed healer. Truly, they are the pinnacle of society today as we know it."

"Thanks man, appreciate that one. Marking it in the books"

"Luv u bb."

At some point during the exchange, a man in a large suit of armor had walked into the main room. The man cleared his throat, catching Quintin's attention. After focusing on the man and waving, the Shepherds all stared at him. Quintin looked the group and calmly asked, "What? Can I not wave to a man I do not know? Am I not allowed to be polite people?"

Sumia stepped up hesitantly before saying, "Quintin, there's no one there."

Quintin looked to Harris, "You see him too, right? The big man in the orange trimmed giant hunk of armor."

"Yeah, he's been there for about a minute now. I just didn't want to say anything until he did. His level of stealth is rather impressive to make barely any noise in that massive set of armour."

At this the man spoke up, "Thank you, but it's not like I really try. Wait, you two can see me? Oh man, finally someone can see me! What a day!"

The man's voice prompted all the Shepherds to jump. After recovering Lissa turned to the now apparently visible man before saying, "Geez Kellam, you shouldn't just sneak up on people like that! You'll scare someone to death one day!"

Harris leaned in closer to Quintin, "Psst, hey Quintin."

"What?"

"We need to weaponize that. Imagine how much easier the Plegia and Valm conquests will be if the generals mysteriously die of heart attacks!"

"I'm not the tactician here, Harris. Talk to ol' silver locks over there."

"We're avatars, we can second seal into tacticians."

"I'd never trust your tactics, we'd spend too much time beating random corpses for strength."

"It works okay? And tell me it wouldn't be fun to give everyone here a Ragnell and Helswath."

Chrom, who apparently had walked into the garrison, cleared his throat gaining the attention of everyone in the room, "Everyone, we have a new mission. Emmeryn has asked us to go to Ferox and secure an alliance. Normally my sister would do such tasks herself, but she wants to make sure the people are safe. Anyone who cares to join may volunteer, although I would like to see you new recruits in action." Chrom turned to the three with a questioning look.

Rebecca sprang forward, "Count me in, boss! I've got a stabbing-"

"Rebecca dear, if you finish that sentence I may be forced to stab you."

"Oh sure, you can mention stabbing, but as soon as I do it! Pfft." Rebecca proceeded to glare at Harris, who stuck his tongue out in response.

"Harris and I will come too, I can rescue people like no other." Quintin pulled out one of many rescue staves out of his bag and triumphantly struck it on to floor."

"And I can cut people whilst spewing 'witty' commentary."

"Yeah, and I could stab people." Rebecca mumbled.

"Er… right. So, anyone else?"

Everyone else in the room had of course agreed, even Kellam who managed to scare Chrom into jumping into Harris' arms.

"Zoinks Scoob- I mean Chrom." Harris chuckled as he put down the paled prince.

Once he was down, Chrom cleared his throat, "Right, we head off tomorrow. Someone should probably tell Stahl about this so he can meet us, who volunteers?"

"Ol' Teach can go do i-"

"NO! I mean, how about Harris and I go do that? It'll help us learn the area a bit more, right? Beside Vaike, just make sure you have your bloody axe." Quintin turned towards the aforementioned merc, "You ok with that?"

"Sure dude."

"Alright, I'll have Frederick show you to your rooms and the direction of Stahl's room. Frederick!"

"You rang milord?"

"I'm sure you heard what you have to do, I'll be off." Chrom strutted out of the barracks back to the castle.

"Who struts anymore?"

"The better question, given our timeframe, who struts now? Are people called Prema-chroma's now?"

"By the gods that was so bad, but I still laughed."

Frederick cleared his throat, clearly unamused by the scene in front of him, "Now, if you two are done, follow me to your room." He turned and went down a hallway tucked into the left corner of the main room. The three continued to walk until reaching the end of the hall. "Now, here is your room and the directions to Stahl's home. You will be sharing this room with sir Robin as well, so please try not to disturb our new tactician. " Frederick's entire being seemed to glare while saying his final statement, bow before he bowed and walked back in the direction of the main room.

"I'm going to disturb the shit out of Robin now."

"Don't you bloody dare, I don't feel like dying because of your shit, Harris."

"I'll agree to not to under one condition."

"I'll bite, what?"

"You spend the next few minutes running around Yisstol rescuing me. That shit's fun."

Quintin shrugged off his bag and leaned over it. "I don't know man, I might run out of rescue staves if we do that." Quintin opened his bag to reveal piles upon piles of rescue staves. "I'm pretty sure Naga gave me a little gift when she sent us here. I don't know if this bag ever runs out."

"You get infinite Rescue staves, and alls I get is an iron sword and a second seal. Wunderbar."

"Anyway, let's go fill your request now. I don't feel like being wiped out when we show up to Stahl's."

"Yay! Bonus points if you manage to drop me on Rebecca!"

"Harris, she's off with LIssa. She went to the women's rooms and all."

"Drive-by rescuing yo."

"Let's just go."

The two went out into the streets to rescue the day away.


Meanwhile

Rebecca followed the bouncing cleric to her new room. Lissa was humming slightly as they made their way down the hall passing door after door. Finally the cleric turned to Rebecca with her ever present grin. "Alright! Here's your new room! I guess it doesn't really matter that much right now though, seeing as we are heading off tomorrow morning. Ah well, mind if I stick around and talk?"

"If there's a mess in there, I can't be the blame," Rebecca opened the door and continued into the room. She looked around to find a simple area consisting of a desk, one bookshelf, and a simple bed. Motioning to the chair at the desk, she fell down onto her bed. "So, you must've had something on your mind if you wanted to stay and talk with me. What's up?"

"Well, I wanted to know the story of your two companions."

"The story?"

"Yeah the story! How long have you guys been traveling together? Do you… like either of them? Do either of them like you? Come on Rebecca, I need details here!"

Rebecca told the story of her meeting with the duo while Lissa stared intently at her. Once her story was over, Lissa sighed and leaned back, "You didn't even tell me if you like either one! Come on girl!"

"Well I mean, Harris is… er…" Rebecca was never able to finish her sentence, as she was whisked away by a green light.

The flash had taken her directly outside her door. Quickly glancing up, she saw Harris and Quintin sprinting away. Harris so gracefully called out, "HAHAHA! DRIVE BY RESCUE MOTHERFUCKER!"

The freshly rescued thief sat on the floor glaring in their direction, "I'm going to kill those two. No negotiations. They're dead. Care to help Lissa?"

Lissa was holding in a laugh as well as she could. She tried to respond which only lead to her busting out into a giggle. Catching her breath she managed to say, "Sure Rebecca, sure. Just try not to kill them before we finish in Ferox."

"No promises at all."

The cleric stood up and stretched, letting out a sigh as she exhaled. "Well it's getting late. How about we talk more on the road tomorrow?" She launched a beaming smile to Rebecca, who responded with her own.

"Very well then, being away from those two will probably do me good." The two parted ways and Rebecca slumped back into the bed. She drifted off peacefully to sleep.


The Shepherds left early and had made decent ground already, before Chrom turned and looked at the group. "So, has anyone seen Stahl? You did go tell him Harris, right?"

"Well, I told the area around him at least. Guy seemed a bit distracted by the massive pile of food he was shoveling into his mouth."

Chrom sighed, "He would've heard you, he always does. I just wonder where he is."

A shout came from the distance, "HOLD UP! I'M COMING GUYS! WHY DO YOU WALK SO FAST!?" A man dressed in green armour ran up to the group panting heavily. "Sorry guys, I didn't believe the random guy that shouted at me last night. Who was he anyway? He seemed off somehow, like he'd been rescued a few too many times."

"Says the cavelier who forgot his horse."

"Huh? Oh hey! It's you! I didn't forget my horse, she's always with the Shepherd stables. There's no way I could get a horse to my house. Does anyone have some food though? I had to miss breakfast to catch up to you guys."

Quintin walked up Stahl, pulling a package out of his bag, "Don't worry, I thought something like this would happen. It's from this morning's breakfast at the barracks so it's not the freshest thing in the world, but I'm sure it'll do."

The cavelier grabbed the package out of Quintin's hands, "Thanks.. er…"

"Quintin."

"Nice to meet you!"

"These introductions are great and all, but we need to get going. Shepherds, let's go." Chrom turned briskly and once again strutted to the front of the line, leading the group down the road.

"Man, what a prema-chroma."

Quintin groaned in response, "I get it Harris, it was a bad joke. I'm not proud of it."


The group continued on the trail for some time. At about midday, Frederick called out from his frontal position, "Milord! Risen are plaguing the bridge!"

"What? Very well then, Shepherds, to arms! Robin, let's see that tactical mind of yours with a larger group."

"Uh yeah, ok. Well… how about this.."

Robin quickly explained his plan before everyone dispersed. The Risen had actually stood no chance against the sheer might of the army. All was going perfectly fine until Harris suddenly broke down, grabbed Quintin and Rebecca and sprinted to the hill south of the battlesite, screaming something about 'safe spots' and 'hawkeye luna + combos'. Robin split the group up to go cover Harris and his unfortunate victims. This left Chrom, Kellam, and Frederick to finish the chief.

Chrom and the chief locked weapons in a small power struggle, each straining to get the advantage. The axeman fell under Chrom's strength and took a gash to the gut. Unflinching, he threw his axe towards Chrom barely nicking his exposed arm. At this Frederick's eyes grew greatly, "Milord! How dare he touch your magnificence!" A bright white flash erupted out of Frederick's torso as he shouted "Pick a god and pray!' Frederick pulled up his silver lance, and cleaved the risen in half.

Chrom stood dumbfounded at Frederick's intense display before commenting, "I'm no expert on lances, but aren't they intended for thrusting?"

The great knight stiffened up before responding, "Forgive me milord, I failed to protect you. I shall increase my efforts ten fold." He rode off to finish the remaining risen.


"Geez, that was rough." Robin sat next to Quintin, who was trying to recover.

"I wouldn't know. No one needed to be rescued and all."

"Don't you have any other staves in your bag?"

"No room, this bag is actually nothing but supplies and rescues."

Robin blinked in surprise, "Anyway, what was Harris' deal back there? I really could have used his brute force to get past that bridge."

"He… uh… We were jumped by Risen! Back on the day we met. Yeah, he hasn't been really the same since. That's it." Quintin nervously glanced to Harris, who was currently with the rest of the Shepherds at the "Weapon Triangles and Me" lecture.

"Right. Well, I hope he gets better. He didn't seem that off when we were in our room."

"He sleeps worse than a dog, that's never a valid state to observe him in."

"Noted."

The Shepherds made camp for the night, knowing that they could reach Ferox early tomorrow. Everyone went to their tents, and fell into sleep.

A/N: Q:So many new features in one chapter! A focus shift away from Quintin(let's all be honest, we needed one), and now interactive AN's! Right Harris?

H:Hells yeah. I finally convinced this fool to let us do the AN's after we finished the chapter as opposed to whenever he got around to uploading it so we both get some input(?) on this.

Q: Regardless, it's actually time for addressing the fact that I'm a terrible person. I have yet to thank the wonderful people that have left reviews(that may or may not have made me and Harris overly giddy) *Ahem* Gunlord500: Glad you liked the start! I was unsure how to really pull the beginning without being the standard Self-Insert format.

Harrinator: You are an awful person (H: luv u bb)

Guest: A. Thank you for making me realize I didn't have guest reviews enabled. B. As I'm sure it's obvious by now, I will gladly continue writing the mess of FE:A(H: there's no chance in hell i'd let him stop.). Here's to hoping for more consistent updates soon.

Experiment Twilight: I think it's best to let Harris take over this thank you, it seems rather fitting due to his reaction (oh and by the way check out his stuff it's actually amazing[he didn't put me up to this, so don't think that]) Harris?

H: So. You. You beautiful man you. I may or may not have freaked the fuck out when Quintin told me about your review. I wasn't really expecting any positive feedback in regards to Harris, and when you said you loved my character, I may have made a considerably odd noise in my excitement. How'd I explain it to you Quintin?

Q: Bats running into a wall, or a shoe squeaking against the floor, or a vinyl record scratch. Pretty much all three

H: Sounds about right.

Q: As this is a god damn long note, I'm finishing with a final announcement: the next update will unlikely be back on schedule(don't kill me the three to four people that actually check this regularly) but that update after that (with no stupid things popping up) will be normal.

H: "long note"? Obviously this fool has never read UiaWoF (s/10067853/) (written by Starspike7 and Trebor117, who were two of the first authors i've ever read on this site (With spike being the actual first)

Q: with one final shameless plug, goodbye!

H: Bye people! See you next time!

Q: We apologize to Experiment Twilight, that was some mix up(it's fixed now)