Base Convos

After having set up camp, they'll head out to the outskirts of Bulgar on the morrow when dawn breaks. The reason being that Lyn wished to pray to an altar for a safe journey. Ike and the knights respected her wishes and customs.

Ike sat near the campfire, polishing his blade while Kent and Sain were eating their dinner. Lyn tucked away into her tent after finishing her meal early.

"Ike" Kent called out as Ike was maintaining his blade. Ike's attention went to him, "You mentioned being part of the Greil Mercenaries, are they a new group perhaps?" Kent asked curiously.

Sain also added his input, "The name seems rather unfamiliar. Were they situated anywhere in Bern, Sacae, some place within the Lycian territory that we do not know about?" Ike shaked his head in response.

"My father's company is not stationed within the continent of Elibe." The pair of knights eyebrow rose slightly. "My father, Greil, and his men are based in Tellius, within the nation of Crimea. I come from a different continent."

"A foreigner? Tell me, Ike, are the maidens of your homeland are as fair and lovely as Lady Lyndis?" Sain asked with a enthusiastic expression. Kent only put his hands in front of his face. Ike only chuckling, was reminded of Gatrie.

"I haven't been outside of the border of Crimea as far as I know. In fact, I'm lacking much in knowledge of my own homeland. I was still training with my father and the members as a novice. All I know is the other countries are Daein, Begnion, Gallia, and... Goldoa?"

Ironically, Ike's learning more about the culture and and people in Elibe than his own. The thought made Ike lamented over his perspective being all the more smaller in retrospect.

Looking up to the stars as he spoke, "Lyn found me in the plains of Sacae... I have no idea as to how I've traveled to Elibe." Looking back at the pair, who glanced at one another curiously, he continued: "She noted that I may have been kidnapped, sailed, and brought here. I may have escaped without even knowing."

Putting his hand on his head, "I remember helping my younger sister with collecting herbs... then... oh right... I remember my sister's medallion on the ground. She may have dropped it. My father forbade me from ever touching it but as I was about to call for Mist...the medallion glowed... The next thing I know, all I saw was blue..." Ike's head began to throb at remembering. His struggle evident on his face.

"Don't strain yourself," Kent called out. Sain, putting his hand under his chin, decided to ask, "That medallion you mentioned... perhaps it is a magical artifact?"

Ike responded while rubbing his head: "Perhaps... I believe it was a keepsake from my mother to Mist. My father scolded me once for reaching out to it once."

"Maybe that was the reason you came here? Perhaps it held some magic in it that led you to our continent. But why Sacae of all places?" Sain pointed out.

Indeed. That was the mystery. The pair didn't cast any doubts about Ike's origin. His mannerisms and body language did not imply it was an act. Moreover, the level of skill Ike demonstrated during battle showed no hint of higher skills. Therefore, Ike was unlikely to be an assassin or pretending to be on Lyn's side.

"I've heard of warp and rescue staves but a teleporting spell that takes you all the way to another continent..." Kent voiced out. Shaking his head, he continued, "For now, once the matter of Caelin is finished, we could recommend you to the Port of Badon, which is in the southern coast of Caelin. Perhaps you could gain a ferry back to the land of Tellius."

Ike nodded and finally had a clearer objective to return home. He only hopes his father, Mist, and the rest of the company are doing well.

"Still, if you ever wish to reside in Elibe, we could always arrange a spot for you as knight. Your skills and keen mindset are no less than some of our finest knights!" Sain complimented.

"Ha ha ha! I'm still far behind when it comes to my father and his company. They're all capable in their own right. I've yet to even compare or measure up to them as I am now." Ike replied, having his spirits raised up. "Besides, being a knight does not suit me, although, two of our calvary units, were former knights of Crimea."

Kent shook his head, "Don't be too hard on yourself, you carried yourself splendidly in battle. Tell us more about your father's troop."

Soon, the campfire was filled with a jovial mood. For a moment, the tension and perils were forgotten. Unbeknownst to the knights and Ike, Lyn peered out from her tent.

Looking intently at the boy with blue hair, she whispered, "Ike..."

"Oh dear, I thought I lost it..." Mist murmured in her quarters.

"Hm?"

Greil's attention went to Mist who was sitting on her bed holding the medallion.

"Mist...could you repeat that?" Greil asked his daughter.

Mist hesitantly spoke, "Um... I may have accidentally dropped Mom's medallion while collecting herbs." Greil's face turned ashen. "Is something wrong?"

Greil held his daughter's shoulders and warned her, "Mist... it is imperative you never lose the medallion. Do not let others touch it either. Do you understand?"

"OK Dad..." Mist, squeaked out, being slightly afraid.

Greil released his daughter's shoulder from his grasp. But what Greil said made Mist ponder.

Mist suddenly spoke out in realization, "Oh right, when I realized I lost the medallion not long ago, Ike also went missing."

Greil's face went ashen. No... Ike couldn't have. He couldn't have gone berserk could he? He forbid the boy from ever touching the medallion. No, if he had, he and the company would have received news of a rampaging boy.

"Oh Elena..." Greil prayed his boy remained safe.

Unbeknownst to Greil and Mist, the medallion in Mist's hand held a faint glow.

AN:

To Blast Ketchup: I literally matched up Sain's dialogue from the game. Regardless of the moral intricacies of the setting at the time, there's no sufficient reason to change his dialogue or behavior as it was displayed in the game. Even then, he pretty much says the same skirt-chasing dialogue to Rebecca in his support, who was still said to still be 15 in the game (without the localiser aging her up like Lyn). The context regardless is to not be amused at his attempts of courtship.