Prologue: The Verge of History
Today, everything is like every other day in a small village. Villagers going on with their daily lives, people working to make a living for their families or themselves, or children playing in the meadows with their friends and families. Yes, it's indeed peaceful.
However, peace didn't came to them freely. No. For this certain village, there were bandits attacking their homes, burning them down after they were finished stealing what they needed, or the worse case scenario, kill the helpless villagers who have no way to defend themselves. But when everything seemed lost to these villagers, three people who were part of a militia group called the Shepherds came to their rescue. Two of the Shepherds fought off the bandits while the third one, a Cleric, heals the villager's wounds and if possible, heal the other two Shepherd's wounds if they got injured. Thanks to them, the village is safe from bandits for a while.
After being payed with 1,000 gold to help with their funds for supplies and staying for the night, the three members of the Shepherds traveled back on foot, or horse for one member, to Ylisstol, the capital of Ylisse.
As the three were passing by a nearby meadow scattered with red and white daisies, Chrom, the leader of the Shepherds, heard his little sister, Lissa, moaning as they continued walking the path. Chrom ignored Lissa's moaning at first, but after a minute or so, Lissa's moaning continue to grew louder and louder, to the point where he stopped walking just to face his sister.
"Lissa, what is it?!" Chrom asked his blond sister, annoyed with her loud moaning.
"Can we take a break? My feet are killing me!" Lissa suggested to her brother as she's sitting down on the ground, not caring about any stains on her dress.
"Again? Can't you just get on Frederick's horse if your feet are killing you?" Chrom advised Lissa, referring to their Knight.
"Yeah, but I've been on his horse like an hour ago. And I have the feeling that his horse hates me."
"Milady, I'll have you know that my horse is well trained," Frederick told Lissa as he patted his horse. "It's just that my horse-"
"Is getting used to me because I've recently joined a month ago. Blah blah blah, Frederick. I've heard that spiel like a million times," Lissa cut off her knight, or butler as her friend Maribelle would say.
Chrom nodded in agreement with his sister. After Lissa turned seventeen, she requested, or begged in Chrom's opinion, to be a member of the Shepherds. Chrom at first, was mixed about Lissa's decision as she's a princess and has barely any experience in combat compared to her friend Maribelle (at least with her parasol and magic tome reading). However, after thinking over it with Frederick and Maribelle (mainly the latter), Chrom agreed to let Lissa into the Shepherds. It's fair to him. He did let someone younger than Lissa and Maribelle to be in the Shepherds a few months ago, so if he didn't let Lissa join the Shepherds, not only would he feel like a horrible brother to Lissa, but he would also feel like a hypocrite.
Once Lissa joined the Shepherds, she ended up being trained by Maribelle on using a healing staff, even though Lissa used it for a few years whenever she has to heal her brother if Maribelle wasn't present for some reason. For combat purposes, Chrom and Frederick taught Lissa on the different weapons should she be able to participate in combat. This includes swords, axes, lances, arrows, and tomes. All three of them agreed that she can't wield a sword (this includes Falchion) very well as she nearly sliced someone's head off during practice. Axes were too heavy for her and like with swords, almost killed someone. Lances work well as there are different ones that are light and easy to use in combat while being powerful, so if she were to be in combat, Lissa's first offensive weapon would be a lance, and would most likely train to be a Pegasus Knight. Arrows worked out okay for Lissa, though her aim is sometimes a hit or miss. With tomes, she ended up reading the text not fast enough to get the full potential of whatever tome she has (fire, wind, thunder), but at least something came out of her hands.
Still, Chrom didn't regret making Lissa an official member of the Shepherds. She did visit the other members when she had free time or needed an extra hand for healing wounds prior to her being a member. Now, Lissa is a part of them.
Despite the training on different weapons and tips she received from other members, Lissa still isn't used to one certain aspect of being part of the Shepherds. And that's traveling.
See, most of the tasks that the Shepherds were assigned to was to deal with a group of bandits attacking local villages close to Ylisstol. And even then, the trip would take about a few hours to arrive (mainly two), help out the other villagers, and depending on how long it would take due to damage, they would either have to go back to Ylisstol, stay the night at the village they helped defended, or travel back and camp out for the night. The last one is where Lissa isn't a fan of. Mainly because of how there's bugs everywhere and has to eat meat from other animals!
...Oh, and of course like now, walking (or riding) long distances!
"Don't we all," Chrom agreed with his sister. "Anyway, there's a town up ahead and if continue walking for at least another half hour, we'll find a cavern and relax. Sounds good?"
"Hmm..." Lissa thought about it. The last thing she ate was deer meat, and while that controlled her hunger for the past hour, it didn't feel like food to her. Her brother's offer sounds great, but maybe...
"Lissa, aren't you going to answer my question?"
"Oh! Yeah, we'll do that."
"Great. Then let's-"
"That is, if you can catch me first!" Lissa exclaimed, getting off of the ground and immediately started sprinting away from both Chrom and Frederick.
"H... Hey! Lissa, get back here!" Chrom demanded his little sister as he started to sprint towards her.
Lissa giggled to herself as she spotted that both Chrom and Frederick (still on the horse) were chasing after her. She knew that Chrom would catch her, but she didn't expect Frederick of all people join in! Still, it's fine if Frederick is there chasing her. The point of getting the two (mainly Chrom) to chase her is to unwind a bit from fighting the bandits and walking a long distance. Yes, she'll be tired, but this type of tired is the one where she's enjoying herself.
Right when she picks up her running speed as Frederick is getting close, Lissa suddenly tripped, falling face down onto the ground. Luckily, there wasn't any bugs in the grass and there weren't that many dirt stains on her face. She looked to see what caused her to trip, and while she looked, she spotted a young woman with a black longcoat lying down on her back, her face hidden by a hood.
Both Chrom and Frederick finally caught up to Lissa, the former helping his sister to get back up from the ground.
"Lissa, are you alright?" asked Chrom.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Lissa replied to her brother. "I just tripped on-"
"That young lady lying down?" Frederick pointing to the hooded figure, where there were some loose brown strands of hair coming out of it.
"Yes, though it's her boots I tripped on," answered Lissa. "I don't know why she's lying down in a middle of a field like this, even if it is nice. Maybe she decided to take a nap on a field and ended up sleeping for a long time. Maybe even an entire day."
"Could be," Chrom agreed with Lissa's guess as he looked at the hooded figure, sleeping and not aware of either the three's conversation.
What caught his attention were the markings on her clothes. Or more noticeably, the markings on her sleeves. On both sleeves, there are purple markings with three eyes. Putting them together, Chrom knew that these markings mean something. Something dark...
"Hey, Chrom!" Lissa called to her brother.
"Y...Yes, Lissa?" Chrom turned to his sister.
"I wanted to know what we should with-" Lissa was going to say something but ended up getting cut by Frederick, getting off of his horse to look at this girl.
"This Plegian spy? Who knows? She could possibly be an enemy sent by them," Frederick suggested, taking note on the markings on her sleeves. "She has the markings of a Gr-"
"Frederick, no! Don't assume such stupid things!" Lissa retaliated to her knight, who ended up getting shock at what Lissa said to him. Normally, it would be the other way around; Frederick calling out to Lissa whenever she has done or said something wrong.
"Lissa is right, Frederick. We can't assume she's a Plegian just because of her clothing," said Chrom, backing up his sister.
"Yeah. Like, what if she's trying to escape from Plegia and in order to do that, she had to steal someone's clothes so they won't notice her?" Lissa made a crazy, yet reasonable guess as to why the girl is wearing Plegian clothing.
"You sure, Lissa?"
"Hey! It's better than Frederick's theory that she could be a Plegian spy or an assassin!"
"I didn't even mention that she would be an assassin!" Frederick pointed out to Lissa.
"Well, the way you said it makes it sounds like she's a murderer!"
"So you agree that this person could be a Plegian spy?"
"Since when is a spy an assassin? A spy... Well... spies on others to retrieve information, while an assassin kills people! Now tell me what both of them have in common besides that they use weapons?!" Lissa retaliates Frederick.
Oh my gods... Chrom groaned in his thoughts as Lissa and Frederick were arguing over something stupid of all things. They should be discussing on what to do with this person, not arguing about the girl being a spy or assassin. And now, he's thinking how those two titles are even related thanks to both his sister and his knight. Lovely.
"Hrmm... Ugh... N-no... I don't..." the girl said as she slept, turning to the other side.
"Hmm?" Chrom noticed the girl's actions. He wondered if she could have reacted because of Lissa's and Frederick's arguing. Well, both of them were loud to be fair. And over something ridiculous to begin with.
"...And that's why spies and assassins are related," Frederick finished explaining to Lissa.
"That's just a load of-" Lissa was about to cuss to Frederick (yes, she has done this to him a few times), but before she can, she heard Chrom coughing loudly. And with each cough, it grew louder and louder. Lissa knew that whenever Chrom does that, it basically means that she and, if possible, the other person to be quiet so he can speak.
"If you two are done with your petty debate, I think we should help this girl out instead of debating if she's a spy, assassin, or both that's from Plegia," Chrom told the two.
"F-forgive me, milord," Frederick replied to Chrom. "But still, we should be careful with this girl, whether she's Plegian or not."
"Regardless, we'll help her out."
"Like if I should use my staff?" Lissa suggested, pulling it out of her belt. Most of the time, it's in a smaller form, hanging on her belt, and whenever she needs it, Lissa will pull it out and it'll be in full size.
"When she wakes up, that is," Chrom replied. "Even then, we don't know if she has any injuries or if she's just sleeping."
"Well-"
Ngh... What's going on? Why is everything so dark and emp-
"Morgan and I are coming. Just-"
Morgan? Who's Morgan? And who's talking to me?
"I need to get my wife!"
So that voice I heard? He's my husband?
"...The Teach may not know enough about magic, but I feel a strong dark energy in this place!"
Now who is this Teach? What does he mean about dark energy?
"But what about mother? Is she going to be...?"
Mother? Wife? I have a family? What's going on?! I need to know! Someone, tell me!
"Chrom...? Chrom! Answer me!"
My voice... That's my voice. But, who is this Chrom person?
"Please, go... Go and run before it's too... late..."
Run where?! I can't see anything at this point! I don't even remember anything anymore! I can remember this Chrom person and my supposed husband, but everything is a blank! If only there's a-
"Chrom..."
Wait, who's calling me? It's not any of the other voices I've heard before. Is it...?
"...do something..."
"What do you propose we do, Lissa?"
Huh? Chrom? I thought he- But-
Hey. Is that light that I see? I can barely see it, but gods, it's so blinding. And it's not the light I see. It's...
"Chrom, we have to do something," Lissa said to her brother, staff still at her hands.
"What do you propose we do, Lissa?" asked Chrom.
"Uh... I... I dunno..." Lissa replied, thinking that Chrom would have been the one to have an idea on what to do with the girl.
"Hrm...?" Both Chrom and Lissa looked at the girl, slowly opening up her eyes as she woke up.
It's a bit difficult for her to do so as she slept for gods know how long, so once she fully opened them, she was blinded by the sun's rays, blocking them by using her left hand. A few seconds pass by and she decided to let her left hand down where she sees two people; one girl with blond pigtails and wearing a yellow dress, while the other one has blue hair and is dressed... weird as she would put it since one of his sleeves is missing, along with boots in different colors. That, and said missing sleeve that was suppose to cover his arm had a mark that she has never seen before.
"W... What happened...?" the girl asked the two.
"I see you're awake now," Chrom said to the girl.
"Hey there," Lissa added, smiling to her as she softly giggled, glad that the girl is alright.
"There are better places to sleep than on the ground you know," Chrom joked to the girl before he held out his hand and told her, "Give me your hand."
The girl did what Chrom ordered her to do, slowly placing her right hand to Chrom's hand. As she did so, Chrom noticed a symbol on the girl's hand; the mark of the Grimleal. A symbol with three eyes on each side. Chrom has heard of the Grimleal a lot as a kid, but he didn't expect to see someone have a symbol of it before. Chrom remembered someone informing him that if he does see someone with the mark of the Grimleal, he should most likely interrogate him/her before he can do anything with Falchion.
However, it sounded ridiculous to him. This girl doesn't look like the type of person to kill someone, nor likely a follower of a dragon that almost destroyed the world. Chrom decided to ignore the symbol on her hand as he effortlessly pulled her up from the grassy field.
While Chrom secretly ignored the symbol on the girl's hand, Lissa noticed the symbol and looked at Frederick to see if he too has spotted the symbol as well. Frederick silently nodded his head and mouthed the words "We should be careful" to the princess.
Once the girl can stand on her own, Chrom let go of her hand and asked her, "You all right?"
"Y..yes. Thank you, Chrom," the girl answered as she lowered her hood, finally letting down her brown pigtails out of it.
"Ah, then you know who I am?"
Eh?
"No... actually, it's strange. It's like your name just came to me all of a sudden..." the girl replied as she's thinking on how to explain this to Chrom.
"...Hmm? How curious. Now tell me, what's your name? What brings you here?"
My name...?
"My name is-" the girl paused for a moment as she felt awkward. One minute, she knows her name. The next, she doesn't know what her own name is!
Uh... What is my name to be honest? Er... I think someone...
"..o...in..."
Huh? Is that's suppose to be my name? It sounds incomplete.
"...in..."
This doesn't help at all!
"Uh... Hello? Aren't you going to tell me your name?" Chrom asked the girl, snapping her out of her thoughts.
"I... I don't know..." the girl weakly replied to Chrom. It sounded ridiculous that she can remember Chrom's name, yet not know her own name?! This sounds really stupid!
"You don't know your own name?" Chrom questioned the girl, in which the girl sadly replied with an honest nod.
"Hey, I've heard of this! Its called amnesia!" Lissa added.
Frederick, who the girl hasn't seen before, popped into the conversation by replying to Lissa, "It's called a load of pegasus crap." The knight turned to the brunette and asked her, "We're to believe you remember milord's name, but not your own?"
"B-but it's true! I swear!" the girl replied to the knight... Or armored butler as she sees that there's a suit underneath all the blue and silver armor. She wonders if he gets hot easily because of both the suit and the armor.
"What if it IS true, Frederick?" Chrom backed up the brunette. "We can't just leave her alone and confused. What kind of Shepherds are we if do that?"
Shepherds? The first thing that popped up into the girl's mind is that the two raise sheep in full armor instead of them protecting people from danger.
"Still, I emphasize caution. 'Twould not do to let a wolf into our flock. Especially those with 'that' mark," Frederick advised the prince as he got back onto his horse.
"Right then. We'll take her back to town and we'll sort this out," Chrom said, following Frederick back onto the trail, along with Lissa, skipping along.
"Wait a minute!" the girl said, running to catch up with the three. "Don't I have a say in this?"
"Peace, friend. I promise we'll hear all you have to say back in town."
I hope so, the girl thought as she followed Chrom, Lissa, and Frederick to where they're going. Presumably the town where the three lived in.
And she hopes that the citizens in there don't stare at her 'mark' as Frederick (that's what Chrom called the armored butler) stated. She looked at the mark a few times to see what he meant, and to her, it didn't mean that much. It's just a mark. Chrom has a mark on his sleeveless arm, and no one says or notices it that much. What's so different about her mark anyway?
Well, maybe she'll find out when they get to the place that the three people she has met calls home.
~ About two hours later~
As the four were traveling on the trail, the girl looked at her surroundings. As far as she's concerned, she has never seen any place that's full of life, so green and full of colorful flowers, complete with a relaxing breeze and a clear blue sky, showing off the bright sun with its gleaming rays. She wonders if the town the three Shepherds were going is their home.
Speaking of them, one of them, Frederick if she remembers Chrom calling the knight, keeps glancing back at her every few seconds like if she's going to do something to either him, Lissa, or Chrom. It's not like she would kill them anyway.
Most of the time, the walk is filled with silence, only with Lissa asking Chrom how long it'll take. Besides Lissa, nothing. Now, she wants to know what Chrom and the others will do with her.
"What will you do with me? Am I to be your prisoner?" the girl asked Chrom as they continued walking. She honestly didn't know why she asked that last question, but it's most likely that she knew Frederick kept glancing at her uneasily.
"Relax. You'll be free once we establish that your not an enemy of Ylisse," Chrom informed the girl.
"Ylisse? Is that where we are?" the girl questioned, looking around at her surroundings.
"You've never heard of the haildom? Ha! Someone pay this actress! She plays quite the fool," Frederick commented, still suspicious of the girl. "The furrowed brow is quite convincing for-"
"Frederick, please," Chrom interrupted the knight. "This land is known as the haildom of Ylisse. Our ruler, Emmeryn, is the exalt."
"I see," the girl can only say.
"I suppose proper introductions are in order. My name is Chrom, but you knew that already," Chrom laughed a bit before continuing. "The delicate one here is my little sister, Lissa." he pointed to the blond in pigtails.
"I am NOT delicate! Hmph!" Lissa disagreed with her brother's statement, stomping her feet in rage. She really doesn't like to be called delicate as she's nothing like that, especially as she's part of the Shepherds. Lissa turned to the girl before she told her, "Ignore my dork of a brother. He can be thick at times. But you're lucky that the Shepherds have found you! Brigands would have been a rude awakening!"
"Shepherds? As in... You tend sheep in full armor?" the girl questioned the three. Here she goes again, thinking about the three raising fluffy clouds with legs in that type of gear and carrying weapons.
"Heh. It's a dangerous job," Chrom laughed, playing along with the girl's joke. This isn't the first time he heard that the Shepherds tends sheep instead of protecting the innocent people from danger. He probably heard that about... Let's say he lost count at thirty. "Just ask Frederick the Wary here."
"A title I shall wear with pride," Frederick commented before turning to the brunette. "Gods forbid one of us keeps an appropriate level of caution. I have every wish to trust you, stranger, but my station mandates otherwise."
Especially since this girl has 'that' mark which symbolizes 'that' dragon who almost destroyed the world thousands of years ago.
"I understand, sir. I would do no less myself," the girl replied to the knight. "My name is Robin..."
Huh? That's my name?
"Why... want me... to leave... Robin?"
"Huh. I suddenly remembered my name. How odd," Robin commented. Just how is she able to remember her name just now and not earlier? "Guess that's one mystery solved for now."
"Robin? Is that name foreign?" Chrom questioned to the brunette. "Well, who knows. We're almost to town. We'll discuss more about you-"
"CHROM! Look at the town!" Lissa interrupted her brother, pointing to the smoke from far away.
The four looked at the trailing smoke, and their eyes grew in shock from what they saw: a nearby town in flames and nasty bandits with weapons, slaughtering innocent people with them one by one! The villagers were running away from them, attempting to hide from the bandits by hiding behind the crates, rushing towards the nearest building not on fire, or even jumping off the bridge to the river where they pray to Naga that the bandits don't find them! Those who were unlucky from escaping the bandits were heavily injured from their attacks with their swords, axes, or magic from the Tomes. Or worse, the villagers met their gruesome end by either getting stabbed in the chest, their shoulder slashed from the axes, pierced throughout their bodies from arrows, or shocked by the Thunder magic.
This sight disgusted the four, especially Lissa as she couldn't stand the helpless people getting injured or killed by crazed people like those bandits.
"Damn it! The town is ablaze!" Chrom cursed loudly, pulling Falchion out of his sheath, located at the back. "Those damned brigands! Frederick, Lissa! Let's go!"
"But milord, what about Robin?" Frederick asked Chrom, pointing to Robin.
"Unless she's on fire, it can wait!"
"Alright, milord."
"Chrom, Frederick, come on! Lissa called to the two, already running towards the town.
"Wait! What about..." Robin didn't finish her sentence as she sees the three Shepherds hurrying to the town, saving the villagers from the bandits. What Robin wanted to say is that she wants to help too. Safety in numbers, right?
Though, if she said it earlier, Chrom would suggest to Robin that she should stay put until they're done. And even then, what would she use to defend...
Huh? What's that?
While Robin checked her longcoat, she felt something inside it, strapped to her waist. It felt a bit smooth and rough as her hands went through it. Robin pulled it out and that object revealed to be a yellow Tome, a Thunder Tome to be exact. As she opened the Tome to read what's written in there, Robin decided to read out a few words from it and soon, her free hand is holding a ball of electricity.
Whoa! This is so cool! Robin exclaimed in her thoughts from seeing this.
However, Robin knew that the thunder ball isn't for show. It might have its uses such as... such as taking out the bandits! Yeah! But, wait. How is Robin sure she can control it?
Robin spotted a random crate that's off to the side, and she walked up to it to see if there's anything inside it. Luckily, there's nothing inside it as the lid isn't there. Huh. Even if it's odd that someone just had left a random empty crate, Robin isn't going to question it. Now, she should just focus on aiming the thunder ball on the crate.
With one good toss, the thunder ball crashed into the crate, causing it to break into small pieces. Guess it works! This means she's good to-
"Whoa!"
Robin fell to the ground, tripping on something. Robin thought it must have been the pieces from the crate, but she took a look on what tripped her. It ended up being a blueish sword, or more commonly known as a Bronze Sword. She quickly picked herself up from the ground and grabbed the sword. It's light and doesn't feel powerful to Robin, but at least it's easy for her to wield. Wanting to see how well she does with a sword, Robin practiced her swings, slashing at the remains of the crate. With a few good ones, some parts of the broken crate ends up falling apart. However, despite her success with the sword, Robin decided that it should be a last-resort weapon as she may never know when she'll be forced in close combat.
With the small amount of practice with her new weapons, Robin rushes to the town to help the three Shepherds with dealing with the bandits. After a few minutes of running, Robin finally reached the town where she witnessed Chrom knocking off a sword from a bandit with his own sword. But unlike Robin's sword, Chrom's sword looks a lot more regal and almost looks too good to be used.
Frederick, still on his horse, is easily taking care of the bandits by knocking them down with a Silver Lance, only using the end of it instead of the sharp point. Some of the bandits took note of Frederick and decided to attack him, though he barely felt anything from their attacks and retaliate in return, slashing one of the bandit's shoulder. Not enough to kill him, but enough to cause a scratch that will bleed through the cloth.
Chrom and Frederick can easily take care of themselves as they're strong and have powerful weapons to defend themselves. But Robin wonders how Lissa is going to defend herself if she only has a healing staff and...
"Stay away from me!"
"Lissa!" Robin glanced a bit and spotted Lissa backing up to a crate full of fruit, staff at her hand. She appears to be holding up her staff as a means to shield herself from one of the bandits slash from his sword. Even if Lissa gets unharmed, Lissa's staff might break in half and that can't be good for several reasons. The most obvious one is that Lissa can't heal anyone if it breaks!
Robin quickly chants the text from her Tome, and right when the ball of electricity appeared in her hand, she tossed it, aiming it towards the bandit that's ready to attack Lissa. The attack hit the bandit, knocking him out and letting go of his Iron Sword.
Lissa looked up to see that the bandit is no more and spotted Robin, Tome on her hand and a Bronze Sword strapped to her waist.
"Robin, thank the gods you saved me!" Lissa exclaimed, running towards Robin, giving her a hug.
"I'm just glad I came here just in time," Robin said to Lissa as they broke the hug. "Is everyone okay?"
"Just fine," Chrom popped in, finishing off another bandit by kicking him in the private area before going to where Robin and Lissa are. He looked at Robin and asked her, "Why are you here?"
"Safety in numbers," Robin replied as she had another ball of thunder in her hands, ready to aim at any bandit that comes in her way. "Besides, I can't just stay and do nothing while you might get possibly killed. It would have been horrible."
"Right. Just... Just be careful."
"I know. But first, we need to come up with a plan if we want to take down the bandits quickly without any major injuries."
Of course. Whenever he's in a situation where his life is possibly on the line from enemies, one of Chrom's top priorities is the safety of others, along with taking down his foes in the best way. And since this line of bandits has a leader unlike the last town he had to deal with it, strategy is a must.
"I agree. Frederick! Come here!" Chrom yelled to the Great Knight as he, Robin, and Lissa were running to a stack of crates to hide from the bandits.
Frederick heard his lord's call, but unfortunately, he's occupied with at least five bandits, two of which were mages, in which he can't handle as his armor couldn't handle the mages' magic. In order to get to Chrom, Lissa, and Robin quickly, Frederick whistled to his horse while pointing to a stack of crates full of figs and apples. In response, Frederick's horse bucked the crates, letting it fall towards the bandits, along with the pieces of fruit. While they were distracted, Frederick quickly rode to where the three were, though he had to get off his horse as the horse is too large to hide behind the crates.
"Milord, I'm here," said Frederick.
"Great. Robin, go ahead and explain the plan to everyone."
"Right," Robin nodded her head before glancing at the group of bandits struggling to get up from the fruity mess.
Hmm... Lissa has nothing to fight back with and there's a bunch of figs and apples on the ground.
After looking at the scene Frederick did, Robin smiled as she has hatched up a grand plan that will surely work and that no one will ever suspect. A fruity assault will be fun.
Author's Note: Here's the second chapter, or in-game, part one of the Prologue! Most of it came from the in-game script with some minor changes, though the fight scene is different. And I did involve fruits to be part of it, though most of it will be in the next part!
And mainly so Lissa doesn't have to stand around doing nothing but healing in this part.
If you enjoyed this part, leave a review. And don't be shy! I'm still working on the action parts and since this is Fire Emblem, there's going to be a lot of them!
Later and Happy Summer to almost everyone in the world! ;D