Fire Emblem 7, the Parody
Chapter 05: Beyond the Borders
Sunlight peered through the holes in the rundown fortress. Sain was snoring, Wil in such a deep sleep he could've been unconscious, Kent was lightly dozing, ready to get up and defend against anything that intended to bring harm to them, and Cecil was joining Sain in snoring.
And a bit of sunlight hit Florina right in the eye, causing her to open it. She snapped both open, when she noticed what she and Lyn were cuddiling together.
We must've cuddled up during the night she thought. ...ya know, this isn't half bad. I kinda like it like this.
She closed her eyes again, and buried her face in Lyn's shoulder. In her sleep, Lyn gently stroked Florina's back.
After another hour of rest, Lyn and Florina woke up at the same time, and pulled their heads away from the other's shoulder, and just stared into the other's eyes. Florina's mouth turned into a wide smile, and Lyn's into a soft one.
As Florina practically lost herself in Lyn's perfect face, all other thoughts were flushed out of her mind except for one. She's so beautiful...
She's so beautiful... Lyn's thoughts mirrored.
Without even thinking, the two women closed their eyes, and began to move in. Their lips nearly touched, when Cecil woke up.
And woke up load. "YAWN Good morning, world! That battle last night really tired me out, thus letting me get the best sleep in ages!"
That somehow snapped Lyn and Florina out of their trance, as they both opened their eyes. As soon as they noticed what they were doing, they broke off from each other with a yelp, blushing heavily.
It also woke up the others, even Wil. As Sain and Wil rubbed the sleep out of their eyes, Kent walked over to Florina and Lyn, who were busy looking anywhere but the other. "Did you two sleep well?" he asked.
"Y...yeah..." Lyn nodded. "You guys up too?"
Kent nodded, and looked over at Florina. She was acting a lot more timid than usual this morning. "Odd...pardon my asking, but..."
"Dorcas!" Sain cheered, as the axeman came to the fortress. "Great to see you again!"
The axeman smiled. "It is good to be traveling with you" he nodded. "So, when do we head out?"
"Rightnow!" Lyn shouted, rushing past both, trying to put the awkward moment that took place a few minutes ago behind her.
"..."
"What in the..." Sain muttered.
"Wait up, Lyn!" Florina shouted, trying to catch up.
The others soon began to follow.
Soon, the others made their way to the border of Bern. Kent smiled. "We've almost crossed the border of Lycia and Bern" he reported.
"And once we cross it, we'll be safe from the bandits, right?" Lyn asked.
"We should be" Wil nodded. "They wouldn't dare attempt to pursue us across the border."
Sain grinned widely. "Lycia at last! It's been a long time. Tomorrow, we dine on a feast of Lycia's finest food! And the mistress of the inn at the crossing is said to be..." He growled, and gave a wolf whistle.
"You're impossible" Kent sighed. "We're not here for sight seeing, you twit."
"Aww! But that's not fair!"
"Kent, the inn will be fine" Lyn nodded.
Kent put a hand over his chest, and bowed. "As you say, m'lady."
Sain grinned. "Lyndis, you are truely an angel from on high!"
"It's nothing, forget it. ...Seriously, I want you to forget it."
"So, all I have to do is take this one step over the border, and we're in the clear?" Cecil asked.
Kent and Sain nodded.
Cecil faced the borderline, and raised his leg. Time seemed to slow down, as Cecil's foot began to cross the border. It was about to touch down, when...
"Not so fast!" shouted a gruff voice.
"GOD DAMNIT!" Cecil screamed, before turning to see who stopped them.
A trio of bandits stepped forward. The lead one had an open, tattered purple vest, a sol patch of grey hair on his chin, and short but wavey grey hair. He was also missing several teeth. "Aha! I found them!" he declared.
"Sonuva..." Wil muttered. "They're still after us?"
"Heh heh heh...don't think you're gettng away that easily!"
Another weasel bandit stepped forward. "We let you get away, everyone will start to think the Ganelon Bandits have gone soft!"
"Blow it out your ass" Lyn snapped at them. "We don't give a crap for your reputation! We've got a job to do, and if you get in our way, so help me God..."
"Cheeky lass, ain't ye?" the purple vested bandit asked, snickering. "Let's get them, lads!" Don't go easy on them because there are women in their number! Wipe them out!"
As the two teams took their positions on the field of battle, two other interesting characters stepped into view. One had pink hair, kept in pigtails, and a long, white cleric's gown. "Oooh...we're lost! This makes me so mad!"
The other had short, purple hair, purple eyes, a red cloak, and a blue shirt. "You told me you were CERTAIN this was the right path."
"What's your point, Erk?" the girl asked. "What are you trying to say?"
"...I swear to god, you are NOT the woman I agreed to escourt..."
"And what's THAT supposed to mean?"
"I heard that someone was needed to escourt a frail, dainty Lycian priestess to Ostia."
"Yes, and I am said frail priestess."
"Frail? You? Serra, you have no need of any escourt to protect yourself. Even the most hardened criminal would flee in terror after only five minutes of your company. So, here's your gold, which I return gladly." He handed her a bag of gold. "Now will you PLEASE go on to Ostia alone?"
Serra shook her head. "You're MY escourt, Erk. MINE! You're so clean, and tidy, and handsome, and well kept, and handsome, and smart..." She stuck her nose up. "A noble woman like myself must be seen with a proper escourt." She smirked at him. "You're personality is nothing special, but you're not bad to look at."
"I believe that's my line" he said, arms folded over his chest. "And you expect me to take you all the way to Ostia? I only hope my nerves can endure the journey..."
"What are you mumbling about? You're so gloomy! Why, I..." she suddenly stopped, and looked over at the field of combat. "What do you suppose is happening over there?"
"Wouldn't know, wouldn't care" Erk sighed, starting to walk away.
"Oooh! It's a fight! Let's check it out!" Serra rushed off to a good watching position.
"...Of course" Erk sighed, watching her run off. "First sign of trouble, and she's just ready to jump in. I wonder if I killed someone important in my past life..."
As Erk and Serra took a seat at a safe location, Serra beamed, looking over the two teams. "A fight, a fight, a fight! And look! Facing the bandits! It's a young girl!"
Erk slammed a hand over her mouth. "You idiot! Keep your voice down!"
The weasel bandit stepped forward. "Eh? What's this?" he asked. "You two in league with that she-devil? 'cause you certainly aren't members of our band!"
"...Oh..." Serra started.
"Crap..." Erk finished.
"Gyaa! I'll take care of you in one swift stroke!" The weasel raised his bow, ready to shot them down.
"Eeeeeek!" Serra screamed. "Eeeeeek! Eeeeeeeeeeeek!" She leapt behind Erk. "Erk! Help me!!"
"So...loud..." Erk moaned, poking the inside of his ear. He shook his head, and looked up at the bandit. "Well, you asked for it."
The shoot out began. The weasel let loose his arrow, which got Erk in the hip. He seethed a bit, before doing a few hand motions. "Fire!" he shouted, as two twin balls of flame both shot out at the bandit. They both made contact, causing said bandit to let out a scream of pain.
Lyn blinked, and looked in the direction of the scream. "What in the world...?" she ran over to the source. "Excuse me..." she said to the two standing there.
"Hmm?" Serra let out, turning to face Lyn.
"Why are you two fighting the bandits?"
"...It just happened" Erk said clenching his hip, preventing too much blood from escaping.
"Those ruffians thought we were aligned with you!" Serra shouted. She dropped her staff. "You got us into this terrible situation!" Erk bent down and picked it up. "Now how do you plan on getting us ou--"
--WHAP--
"Ouch!"
Erk handed back Serra's staff. "If you hadn't been so meddlesome, we wouldn't be in this predicament." He turned to face Lyn, and bowed in respect. "My apologies. Please trouble yourself with us no more. " Erk then took Serra by the collar, and started to drag her off.
"But...if we're facing a common enemy" Lyn pointed out, "wouldn't it be better if we joined forces?"
"Say, that's a great idea!" Serra grinned. She got herself out of Erk's grasp. "Erk! Let's help these people!"
"But..but..but.." Erk blubbered.
"My name is Lyn. So, will you be assisting us?"
"Yep! My name is Serra. And this is my escourt, Erk. Be a good boy, and go fight now, Erk."
"...Why do you hate me, God?" Erk asked under his breath.
By the time Lyn, Serra and Erk rejoined the battle, the others had been successful in holding off the other bandits that seemed to have come out of no where. A duo of swordsman began to gang up on Wil, ready to cut him down.
"I don't think so..." Erk said. "Witness the true power of magic! FIRE!"
Two balls of fire appeared in front of Erk. He threw his hands forward, as the balls of flame pelted into the swordsmen, as they screamed in pain.
Wil grinned, and used this moment to his advantage, by firing an arrow at one bandit, as Dorcas leapt into the air and came down on the other.
As Florina pulled her lance out of an enemy axeman, she whimpered, and clenched the area where she was cut the day previous. The pain was still present, but not as bad. Serra took notice of this, and walked over to her. "I take it you're hurt?"
"I..I'm fine" Florina assured Serra.
"No you're not. I can see the blood seaping into your dress" Serra pointed out. She raised her staff. "I have just the thing for it too. Healing light."
The gem on the staff head began to glow, before a ball of light magic floated off, and onto Florina's skin. Her wound patched up instantly.
"Wow...thank you" Florina bowed.
"Well, isn't that just great..." Erk sighed. "You second guessed that she was in pain, so you helped her out. You know I'M in pain and you don't give me a second glance."
"Oh, I was getting to you, Erky" Serra grinned, before tapping her staff against his wound. It patched up as well.
"That's more like it."
Lyn ran over to Cecil. "How are we doing, chief?" she asked.
Cecil grinned. "Remarkably well. The enemy have been reduced to only one. The freaky one that approuched us earlier."
"And judging by the look of things" Kent added in, "he shouldn't be too much of a problem."
Cecil drummed his fingers on the portable card-table, where he had set up a map of the area. He then grinned widely. "Dorcas, come forward."
Without a word, the axeman approuched. Cecil tied a rope around his waist, and the other end of it around the back of Florina's pegasus.
"Here's my plan: Florina, you fly over to the bandit boy, and when you're within range, cut Dorcas off, and he'll plummet down on the bandit. If his axe is out first, then he'll plow through."
Florina and Dorcas looked over at each other, and nodded. Florina patted her pegasus on the neck. "You ready for this, Huey?"
The pegasus whinnied, signifying that she was.
Soon, the three were up in the air. They were almost over head of the bandit, when Florina cut the rope. Dorcas plummted down to the earth on an angle, axe ready.
"Oh no..." the bandit muttered. "Scum!" he shouted. "You're all sc--"
--SPOLRT--
Dorcas landed perfectly behind the groutesque warrior, who fell down into two semetrical parts.
"That was a cake of piece" Sain laughed.
--Smack--
"Erm...piece of cake."
"Better" muttered Kent.
"Wow, Lyn, you've assembled a pretty strong team" Serra grinned. "And you're not bad yourself."
"Your staff powers are amazing" Lyn pointed out. "I never saw anything like it."
Serra smirked, and stuck her nose up. "Only the best can use it."
Erk rolled his eyes, groaning silently in disbelief.
"Well, it was nice meeting you" Lyn said with a bow. "Till we meet again."
"Aideu" Serra grinned, before she and her bodyguard turned to leave.
"Well, I'm glad that's over with" Erk muttered. "It was a complete waste of our time."
"And what have we here, another butterfly? A wildflower perhaps?" if you can't guess who asked this, you have not been keeping up with the story. Shame on you.
Serra blinked, and looked over, as Sain approached her. He took her hand, as he did with every pretty girl. "What a truely delectable creature."
"Oh, are you one of Lyn's companions?" Serra asked.
"Call me Sain."
"Call me Serra."
"Don't even talk to me..."
"Serra...what a lyrical name. I am in service of Castle Caelin."
"Oh! So is Lyn a member of the royal family?"
"She is the granddaughter of the marquess."
"Hmm..." Serra's lips turned to an evil grin.
"Serra...what devlish plan is your head thinking up now?" Erk asked, worriedly.
Serra giggled. "Erky" she whispered to her mage companion, "we have a person of importance in our debt. And that's a good thing."
"Serra, please tell me you aren't..."
"Oh Sain, do you think we could join the lady Lyn's company? She seems like such a nice person, and I'd like to help her ever so much." She put on her sweetest face.
"Of course! We couldn't be happier! Why, me and Cecil were just talking about how we needed more helping hands!"
"No we weren't..."
"Are you being hunted, or something?" Serra asked, head tilted.
"Yes. Family feaud, you see. Assassins everywhere."
"Goodness! In that case, my staff and Erk's magic should come in real handy!"
"You do realize this is like jumping into an ammunition chamber with a lit match..." Erk warned.
"Your staff and your magic will be most helpful! Wait here, as I speak with Lady Lyndis on your behalf!" Sain rode off.
"... ...I can't believe this...I'm not believing this..."
"This is beyond fantastic, Erk!" Serra cheered. "Our good deeds will earn us gratitude beyond imagining!"
"...I'm going to be sick..."
Chapter 05: Beyond the Borders
Sunlight peered through the holes in the rundown fortress. Sain was snoring, Wil in such a deep sleep he could've been unconscious, Kent was lightly dozing, ready to get up and defend against anything that intended to bring harm to them, and Cecil was joining Sain in snoring.
And a bit of sunlight hit Florina right in the eye, causing her to open it. She snapped both open, when she noticed what she and Lyn were cuddiling together.
We must've cuddled up during the night she thought. ...ya know, this isn't half bad. I kinda like it like this.
She closed her eyes again, and buried her face in Lyn's shoulder. In her sleep, Lyn gently stroked Florina's back.
After another hour of rest, Lyn and Florina woke up at the same time, and pulled their heads away from the other's shoulder, and just stared into the other's eyes. Florina's mouth turned into a wide smile, and Lyn's into a soft one.
As Florina practically lost herself in Lyn's perfect face, all other thoughts were flushed out of her mind except for one. She's so beautiful...
She's so beautiful... Lyn's thoughts mirrored.
Without even thinking, the two women closed their eyes, and began to move in. Their lips nearly touched, when Cecil woke up.
And woke up load. "YAWN Good morning, world! That battle last night really tired me out, thus letting me get the best sleep in ages!"
That somehow snapped Lyn and Florina out of their trance, as they both opened their eyes. As soon as they noticed what they were doing, they broke off from each other with a yelp, blushing heavily.
It also woke up the others, even Wil. As Sain and Wil rubbed the sleep out of their eyes, Kent walked over to Florina and Lyn, who were busy looking anywhere but the other. "Did you two sleep well?" he asked.
"Y...yeah..." Lyn nodded. "You guys up too?"
Kent nodded, and looked over at Florina. She was acting a lot more timid than usual this morning. "Odd...pardon my asking, but..."
"Dorcas!" Sain cheered, as the axeman came to the fortress. "Great to see you again!"
The axeman smiled. "It is good to be traveling with you" he nodded. "So, when do we head out?"
"Rightnow!" Lyn shouted, rushing past both, trying to put the awkward moment that took place a few minutes ago behind her.
"..."
"What in the..." Sain muttered.
"Wait up, Lyn!" Florina shouted, trying to catch up.
The others soon began to follow.
Soon, the others made their way to the border of Bern. Kent smiled. "We've almost crossed the border of Lycia and Bern" he reported.
"And once we cross it, we'll be safe from the bandits, right?" Lyn asked.
"We should be" Wil nodded. "They wouldn't dare attempt to pursue us across the border."
Sain grinned widely. "Lycia at last! It's been a long time. Tomorrow, we dine on a feast of Lycia's finest food! And the mistress of the inn at the crossing is said to be..." He growled, and gave a wolf whistle.
"You're impossible" Kent sighed. "We're not here for sight seeing, you twit."
"Aww! But that's not fair!"
"Kent, the inn will be fine" Lyn nodded.
Kent put a hand over his chest, and bowed. "As you say, m'lady."
Sain grinned. "Lyndis, you are truely an angel from on high!"
"It's nothing, forget it. ...Seriously, I want you to forget it."
"So, all I have to do is take this one step over the border, and we're in the clear?" Cecil asked.
Kent and Sain nodded.
Cecil faced the borderline, and raised his leg. Time seemed to slow down, as Cecil's foot began to cross the border. It was about to touch down, when...
"Not so fast!" shouted a gruff voice.
"GOD DAMNIT!" Cecil screamed, before turning to see who stopped them.
A trio of bandits stepped forward. The lead one had an open, tattered purple vest, a sol patch of grey hair on his chin, and short but wavey grey hair. He was also missing several teeth. "Aha! I found them!" he declared.
"Sonuva..." Wil muttered. "They're still after us?"
"Heh heh heh...don't think you're gettng away that easily!"
Another weasel bandit stepped forward. "We let you get away, everyone will start to think the Ganelon Bandits have gone soft!"
"Blow it out your ass" Lyn snapped at them. "We don't give a crap for your reputation! We've got a job to do, and if you get in our way, so help me God..."
"Cheeky lass, ain't ye?" the purple vested bandit asked, snickering. "Let's get them, lads!" Don't go easy on them because there are women in their number! Wipe them out!"
As the two teams took their positions on the field of battle, two other interesting characters stepped into view. One had pink hair, kept in pigtails, and a long, white cleric's gown. "Oooh...we're lost! This makes me so mad!"
The other had short, purple hair, purple eyes, a red cloak, and a blue shirt. "You told me you were CERTAIN this was the right path."
"What's your point, Erk?" the girl asked. "What are you trying to say?"
"...I swear to god, you are NOT the woman I agreed to escourt..."
"And what's THAT supposed to mean?"
"I heard that someone was needed to escourt a frail, dainty Lycian priestess to Ostia."
"Yes, and I am said frail priestess."
"Frail? You? Serra, you have no need of any escourt to protect yourself. Even the most hardened criminal would flee in terror after only five minutes of your company. So, here's your gold, which I return gladly." He handed her a bag of gold. "Now will you PLEASE go on to Ostia alone?"
Serra shook her head. "You're MY escourt, Erk. MINE! You're so clean, and tidy, and handsome, and well kept, and handsome, and smart..." She stuck her nose up. "A noble woman like myself must be seen with a proper escourt." She smirked at him. "You're personality is nothing special, but you're not bad to look at."
"I believe that's my line" he said, arms folded over his chest. "And you expect me to take you all the way to Ostia? I only hope my nerves can endure the journey..."
"What are you mumbling about? You're so gloomy! Why, I..." she suddenly stopped, and looked over at the field of combat. "What do you suppose is happening over there?"
"Wouldn't know, wouldn't care" Erk sighed, starting to walk away.
"Oooh! It's a fight! Let's check it out!" Serra rushed off to a good watching position.
"...Of course" Erk sighed, watching her run off. "First sign of trouble, and she's just ready to jump in. I wonder if I killed someone important in my past life..."
As Erk and Serra took a seat at a safe location, Serra beamed, looking over the two teams. "A fight, a fight, a fight! And look! Facing the bandits! It's a young girl!"
Erk slammed a hand over her mouth. "You idiot! Keep your voice down!"
The weasel bandit stepped forward. "Eh? What's this?" he asked. "You two in league with that she-devil? 'cause you certainly aren't members of our band!"
"...Oh..." Serra started.
"Crap..." Erk finished.
"Gyaa! I'll take care of you in one swift stroke!" The weasel raised his bow, ready to shot them down.
"Eeeeeek!" Serra screamed. "Eeeeeek! Eeeeeeeeeeeek!" She leapt behind Erk. "Erk! Help me!!"
"So...loud..." Erk moaned, poking the inside of his ear. He shook his head, and looked up at the bandit. "Well, you asked for it."
The shoot out began. The weasel let loose his arrow, which got Erk in the hip. He seethed a bit, before doing a few hand motions. "Fire!" he shouted, as two twin balls of flame both shot out at the bandit. They both made contact, causing said bandit to let out a scream of pain.
Lyn blinked, and looked in the direction of the scream. "What in the world...?" she ran over to the source. "Excuse me..." she said to the two standing there.
"Hmm?" Serra let out, turning to face Lyn.
"Why are you two fighting the bandits?"
"...It just happened" Erk said clenching his hip, preventing too much blood from escaping.
"Those ruffians thought we were aligned with you!" Serra shouted. She dropped her staff. "You got us into this terrible situation!" Erk bent down and picked it up. "Now how do you plan on getting us ou--"
--WHAP--
"Ouch!"
Erk handed back Serra's staff. "If you hadn't been so meddlesome, we wouldn't be in this predicament." He turned to face Lyn, and bowed in respect. "My apologies. Please trouble yourself with us no more. " Erk then took Serra by the collar, and started to drag her off.
"But...if we're facing a common enemy" Lyn pointed out, "wouldn't it be better if we joined forces?"
"Say, that's a great idea!" Serra grinned. She got herself out of Erk's grasp. "Erk! Let's help these people!"
"But..but..but.." Erk blubbered.
"My name is Lyn. So, will you be assisting us?"
"Yep! My name is Serra. And this is my escourt, Erk. Be a good boy, and go fight now, Erk."
"...Why do you hate me, God?" Erk asked under his breath.
By the time Lyn, Serra and Erk rejoined the battle, the others had been successful in holding off the other bandits that seemed to have come out of no where. A duo of swordsman began to gang up on Wil, ready to cut him down.
"I don't think so..." Erk said. "Witness the true power of magic! FIRE!"
Two balls of fire appeared in front of Erk. He threw his hands forward, as the balls of flame pelted into the swordsmen, as they screamed in pain.
Wil grinned, and used this moment to his advantage, by firing an arrow at one bandit, as Dorcas leapt into the air and came down on the other.
As Florina pulled her lance out of an enemy axeman, she whimpered, and clenched the area where she was cut the day previous. The pain was still present, but not as bad. Serra took notice of this, and walked over to her. "I take it you're hurt?"
"I..I'm fine" Florina assured Serra.
"No you're not. I can see the blood seaping into your dress" Serra pointed out. She raised her staff. "I have just the thing for it too. Healing light."
The gem on the staff head began to glow, before a ball of light magic floated off, and onto Florina's skin. Her wound patched up instantly.
"Wow...thank you" Florina bowed.
"Well, isn't that just great..." Erk sighed. "You second guessed that she was in pain, so you helped her out. You know I'M in pain and you don't give me a second glance."
"Oh, I was getting to you, Erky" Serra grinned, before tapping her staff against his wound. It patched up as well.
"That's more like it."
Lyn ran over to Cecil. "How are we doing, chief?" she asked.
Cecil grinned. "Remarkably well. The enemy have been reduced to only one. The freaky one that approuched us earlier."
"And judging by the look of things" Kent added in, "he shouldn't be too much of a problem."
Cecil drummed his fingers on the portable card-table, where he had set up a map of the area. He then grinned widely. "Dorcas, come forward."
Without a word, the axeman approuched. Cecil tied a rope around his waist, and the other end of it around the back of Florina's pegasus.
"Here's my plan: Florina, you fly over to the bandit boy, and when you're within range, cut Dorcas off, and he'll plummet down on the bandit. If his axe is out first, then he'll plow through."
Florina and Dorcas looked over at each other, and nodded. Florina patted her pegasus on the neck. "You ready for this, Huey?"
The pegasus whinnied, signifying that she was.
Soon, the three were up in the air. They were almost over head of the bandit, when Florina cut the rope. Dorcas plummted down to the earth on an angle, axe ready.
"Oh no..." the bandit muttered. "Scum!" he shouted. "You're all sc--"
--SPOLRT--
Dorcas landed perfectly behind the groutesque warrior, who fell down into two semetrical parts.
"That was a cake of piece" Sain laughed.
--Smack--
"Erm...piece of cake."
"Better" muttered Kent.
"Wow, Lyn, you've assembled a pretty strong team" Serra grinned. "And you're not bad yourself."
"Your staff powers are amazing" Lyn pointed out. "I never saw anything like it."
Serra smirked, and stuck her nose up. "Only the best can use it."
Erk rolled his eyes, groaning silently in disbelief.
"Well, it was nice meeting you" Lyn said with a bow. "Till we meet again."
"Aideu" Serra grinned, before she and her bodyguard turned to leave.
"Well, I'm glad that's over with" Erk muttered. "It was a complete waste of our time."
"And what have we here, another butterfly? A wildflower perhaps?" if you can't guess who asked this, you have not been keeping up with the story. Shame on you.
Serra blinked, and looked over, as Sain approached her. He took her hand, as he did with every pretty girl. "What a truely delectable creature."
"Oh, are you one of Lyn's companions?" Serra asked.
"Call me Sain."
"Call me Serra."
"Don't even talk to me..."
"Serra...what a lyrical name. I am in service of Castle Caelin."
"Oh! So is Lyn a member of the royal family?"
"She is the granddaughter of the marquess."
"Hmm..." Serra's lips turned to an evil grin.
"Serra...what devlish plan is your head thinking up now?" Erk asked, worriedly.
Serra giggled. "Erky" she whispered to her mage companion, "we have a person of importance in our debt. And that's a good thing."
"Serra, please tell me you aren't..."
"Oh Sain, do you think we could join the lady Lyn's company? She seems like such a nice person, and I'd like to help her ever so much." She put on her sweetest face.
"Of course! We couldn't be happier! Why, me and Cecil were just talking about how we needed more helping hands!"
"No we weren't..."
"Are you being hunted, or something?" Serra asked, head tilted.
"Yes. Family feaud, you see. Assassins everywhere."
"Goodness! In that case, my staff and Erk's magic should come in real handy!"
"You do realize this is like jumping into an ammunition chamber with a lit match..." Erk warned.
"Your staff and your magic will be most helpful! Wait here, as I speak with Lady Lyndis on your behalf!" Sain rode off.
"... ...I can't believe this...I'm not believing this..."
"This is beyond fantastic, Erk!" Serra cheered. "Our good deeds will earn us gratitude beyond imagining!"
"...I'm going to be sick..."