𝖍𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖞 !!

𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. 𝙈𝙖𝙮 𝙬𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚. ⠀——「 🔮 」—— #ferp ; #fearp

❝ 𝘼 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙗𝙞𝙜 𝙩𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙟𝙤𝙠𝙚, 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪— ❞ —𝑨𝒎𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒂𝒄 𝒅𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒂𝒏— #FERP | #FEARP | #MVRP

“Naga has a way of sending a ray of hope into even the deepest darkness. ” an INDEPENDENT rp account for Libra, from Fire Emblem Awakening canon compliant, willing to interact with FEH specific accounts more below, rts of pinned appreciated

// CHROBIN IS GODDAMN WINNIFN

⠀⠀⠀║▌ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❝ INFAMOUS TACTICIAN ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀WITH UNKNOWN, YET ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀DAUNTING POWER. ❞ * ੈ✩‧₊˚* ੈ✩‧₊˚* ੈ✩‧₊˚ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀✎;; #Vᴇʟᴠᴇᴛ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀#mvrp | #ferp | #fehrp ⠀⠀⠀⠀

⠀ i’m not from around here — you can probably tell, haha! — and i thought maybe you’d have seen them march or settle down or something. ⠀ ⠀

⠀ ( a shrug. henry rests his hand on the side of his own face, affecting a pondering look. ) a few reasons. you’re interesting, you and your bloodshed. that, and i’m lost — i need to find the shepherds’ camp. + ⠀

Teardrops of a father created miracles when magic got involved. They thanked the dragons for this. To feel their father's love and live with his friends and their children had been the best thing that ever happened to them. twitter.com/i/events/14854…

// same deal over here , gonna be replying slow - i appreciate your patience ;w;

⠀ “ the crows could smell bloodshed. i often go where they go. “ henry frowns, “ i thought there might have been a risen attack i could check out. but it was just you! “ ⠀

⠀ infuriatingly enough, henry appears unworried. though he makes no move to resist as the other grabs him and gets in his face. “ well, i’m not here to kill you! if i wanted to i’d just have tried it by now. “ he says, as if that were obvious. + ⠀

@Arthurmerican ⠀ where’s “ america? “ is that anywhere near nohr? are you okay ? ⠀

⠀ meanwhile, crows flock around the carnage. a smaller one even approaches, settling on henry’s shoulder. quiet for now, he wonders where they’re headed next. ⠀

⠀ and follow he does, strolling unbothered around the bloodstains. the other seems not to like henry’s compliments, so he gives up. silent for a few moments, he flips through his ever-present spellbook as he walks. + ⠀

Valla's King followed the path of fate. The power of his pure heart granted him the ability to overcome the fated obstacles. Lost, confused without the security he once held dear, he stared down the world's silent darkness with a defiant glare and smiled. twitter.com/i/events/14854…

Rising in the sun of a familiar world. It kissed his skin, whispering encouraging words he longed to hear. Being Superman came with a crushing weight his muscles struggled to lift. But, with the love of his sister and family, he knew he could overcome it. twitter.com/i/events/14854…

⠀ " battle separates the killers and the dead. most people would rather be the former. " he shows no sign of intimidation, perhaps only because he appears so oblivious. but he does stop walking, a few paces away from the other. " what'd that guy do to you anyway? " ⠀

⠀ " well ... yes? " henry says in a voice charitably described as innocent, though the subject matter lends it a more sinister nature. his hand rests on the side of his own face, head tilted in thought. + ⠀

⠀ abruptly, the curious sorcerer turns on his heel and follows the stranger, pace entirely too lively for a gruesome scene like this. " i've seen plenty of blood and guts, but i have to admit that was kind of impressive. " ⠀

⠀ no matter how many times henry sees it, the sight of scarlet staining pure white is no less striking. as he's pushed aside, he can't help but notice the stranger's bearing. this is no common soldier, a fact that even the mage picks up in his own strange way. + ⠀