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My Kingdom, Forgotten (Final Fantasy/Fire Emblem Awakening Quest)

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[X] Prove Caius you are worthy

This once again made me sad i can't play PS4 anytime soon. Also once more no Leviathan,sad,well at least we got Bahamut.

Also Lightning reign as ruler..never cross my mind.
 
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    • [X] Prove to Caius you are worthy.

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    Emmeryn, princess of Ylisse stood behind a large oak tree that held home within the large garden of the castle. King Basile, her father sat on a bench, watching the rain as he always did when the weather turned. One of the only times he demanded to be left to himself.

    Emmeryn wasn't a spiteful person, she tried her best to bear the flag of peace. There was only one person in the world she hated with every fiber of her being.

    King Basile, her father.

    He's sent so many to war, so many to conquer others. Ylisse was supposed to be a loving, peaceful nation, but it was a lie. A lie built upon deception, claiming retaliation was such a simple excuse, one that worked too well countless times, it disgusted her. Just like her father's eyes when he spoke his honeyed words, which only covered the venom beneath them. Even now, he's sent another large army of soldiers towards somewhere she didn't know the destination of.

    She stared at his back, his hair was as blue as the night sky, which her younger brother Chrom inherited. Her hair clung tightly to her face as she made her way quietly towards him.

    Chrom…

    She didn't want him to become like her father, he was a young man with too much of a good heart. He's only turned the age of fifteen recently. Chrom didn't know much of the world, nor did he know what kind of atrocities her father committed, but she believed he was what the people of Ylisse needed one day. "Father..." Emmeryn called out to him, his body jolted slightly, before he turned his head to see her.

    He stood up, a small and gentle smile graced his features. "Ah, Emmeryn, was there something you needed?"

    Chrom looked so much like her father it terrified her. Even now King Basile held the same smile, the same gentle posture. She wasn't fooled, he was a monster, a monster who couldn't even comprehend how much of an abomination he was.

    It was the only way she could justify this.

    "Yes..." she confirmed "I just wanted to know..." she hesitated as she looked away from him.

    A curious look came about Basile's face as Emmeryn hesitated. He placed a hand over her shoulder and gave her an encouraging smile. "What is it Emmeryn? You can always talk to me." he told her. She held herself in a hug, her body shivered. Basile noticed and removed his long white cape, and draped it over her. "You shouldn't be out here, you'll catch a cold." he admonished her.

    "Why are we at war? Is there really no other way to settle things?" Emmeryn spoke her question softly.

    Basile was taken aback slightly at the question. "When your nation is as large as ours, you can not afford to be weak. Peaceful solutions don't provide results." he answered gently as he pulled her into a hug. "Everything I do is for you and your siblings. You are the oldest Emmeryn, you would surely understand the best."

    The young woman didn't understand, she could never understand. Her and her father were too different for her to truly understand.

    King Basile grunted, his eyes widened slightly as he felt a blade remove itself from his chest.

    Emmeryn held him fiercely, as they both fell to their knees. "I'm sorry, father, I won't ask for forgiveness, I have no right." she said as tears began to leak from her eyes.

    Basile's eyes glanced at the white flowers in front of him as Emmeryn held him in the crook of her neck. He understood, "Do...what you must...I've always told you to believe in your ideals, my daughter." his breathing became shallow as his eyes grew heavier. "I don't blame you-" he said as blood leaked from his chest. "-you were always a gentle soul. But even now the world has tainted your view, just as it did mine."

    "Protect your siblings and Ylisse," he requested weakly. "I'll always love you." It wasn't so bad he thought, dying in the arms of your child. Emmeryn felt him still, as the rain continued to softly fall upon them.

    She cried for her father, who she hated and loved with all of her being.

    She cried for her younger brother Chrom, who was ignorant of the world and the hearts of people, who held their father in the highest of regards.

    She cried for her little sister Lissa, who was much too young to understand many things.

    She cried for her nation of Ylisse, who suffered under the machinations of a selfish king.

    She cried for herself, her ideals were stained, and she could never go back.

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    "I'll show you just how worthy I am." you said as a blade materialized in your hand.

    Caius' smile grew as he saw your determination. "Yes!" he commended, "Drink in your bravery! Lose yourself in battle and rejoice!" he yelled as the air shifted.

    The rain fell heavier as his massive blade came crashing down on you. You swung your sword to meet his as a shock wave of power shook the area surrounding you both. "You are fast." he noted, your arm trembled under the weight of him and his massive blade. "Though, are you strong enough to withstand my blows?" he questioned as you felt yourself launched away from him as he pushed forward with his blade.

    The ground was ravaged as you managed to skid yourself to a stop on your feet. You saw a massive ball of fire arrive in your sight before it exploded. Caius watched as dust was blown away. You found yourself on the large steps of the castle lying your back, Thirteen weapons revolved around you, clearing away debris and any dust that hindered your sight. If you were hit by that spell you might have not gotten back up.

    "Oh?" Caius' voice rang out in curiosity. "Just what other tricks are you hiding?" he asked with amusement. Caius was strong, unusually so, you've never met anyone with such physical strength and volatile spells. "Are you choosing the spot for your grave? If you don't get up..." he said as his sword rested in front of him once more.

    "You'll surely die."

    [ ] Try a surprise attack with teleportation

    [ ] Get up and face Caius once more

    [ ] Write-In
     
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    • [X] Get up and face Caius once more

    Show him the grit that managed to get a sole Prince and his kingdom to exist, despite all odds.
     
    meganeshounen said:
    Show him the grit that managed to get a sole Prince and his kingdom to exist, despite all odds.
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    Some grit, but a lot of Pride too I think. Our entire people are the Children of Bahamut, probably the Most powerful Dragon in FF Lore... especially in his Eorza incarnation. Not sure how that interacts with Naga and Grima though.

    Even nearing extinction, neither us nor our people see bowing our heads to another as an acceptable choice.

    Also, poor Emmeryn. At least we'll probably only need to worry about one more raid from them I hope. And I don't think our Pride we'll demand we strike back, all of our people realize we're not well enough off to do that any time soon I think.

    [X] Get up and face Caius once more

    Fight Smarter or Fight Harder, and since this is a test more than anything, I hope this is what he wants to see. He was interested in our "tricks" though...
     
    [X] Get up and face Caius once more
    -[X] Use teleport if nessasary, but don't rely on surprise attacks.

    We need to stop holding back, but resorting to cheap tricks might lower the morale of our people who might be watching.
     
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    • [X] Get up and face Caius once more

    Your weapons slowed their constant spin as you picked yourself back up. There was too much at stake for you to fall to Caius. Even as blood dripped down your forehead you refused to look any less than the ruler you were. You faced Caius with the determination you've forged.

    "Hm? So you won't run away? You won't flee?" he asked as his grip tightened on his weapon. His head shook. "No, you're too proud to do such a thing, are you not?" he stated. His blade scraped across the ground as he placed it behind him. His left hand held out as a purple glow began to gather. "Then show me just how you've survived." he said as projectiles shot across the field, exploding all around you.

    You found Caius behind one of the explosions, his arm reached out as he grabbed your face. Caius slammed you down into the ground. He lifted you up and found yourself repeatedly slammed down again and again. Caius brought you up to his face before he found several weapons pierce his arm. He grunted in pain as you dropped to the floor, his arm useless. You kicked him away as you rolled backwards, back onto your feet.

    Caius summoned a bright blue light into the air. Shards of ice began to rain down upon you. Each and every one was stopped by one of your weapons. His right leg was slashed by another of your weapons, he grunted as he placed more of his weight on his left leg. Caius' eyes widened in surprise as he found you suddenly in front of him. He attempted to swing his sword down but the blade in your hand already found it's place straight through his chest. His weapon crashed to the ground as it slipped from his grasp.

    "Sorry," you apologized as you twisted your sword "but I can't allow this to go on any longer. The destruction would be too much." you pulled your weapon from Caius as he fell forward, dead.

    It was a pity, you could have used such an amazing ally. You dismissed your weapons and began to walk back.

    A laugh erupted from behind you, you quickly turned around to find Caius picking himself back on his feet. "I wasn't mistaken, you are powerful." he said as his fingers trailed his uninjured chest."I've seen enough." he picked his blade off of the ground and returned it to his back. You could only stare in disbelief as he looked at you.

    "I will serve you, Prince of Lucis."

    -

    After recovering from your battle:

    [ ] Kain Highwind sent a letter back to you

    [ ] Speak with Bahamut in the throne room

    [ ] Spend time with Caius

    [ ] Write-in
     
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    • [X] Speak with Bahamut in the throne room

    As much as I want to hear from Kain, we should probably talk with Bahamut about the whole situation.
     
    [X] Speak with Bahamut in the throne room

    Hell yes! Wish I found this earlier. Looks great so far!
     
    [X] Speak with Bahamut in the throne room

    Do not piss off the dragon, for you are tasty and go well with ketchup. Plus we need his advice on the future, for if Ylisse do not make decent overture of peace odds are we'd have to take punitive action or appear weak and invite more invasions.

    Also, can one of the NPCs please explain the whole Demon Prince bit? Sounds like someone's trying to paint us as the world's Maou.
     
    [X] Speak with Bahamut in the throne room

    nasuren said:
    Do not piss off the dragon, for you are tasty and go well with ketchup. Plus we need his advice on the future, for if Ylisse do not make decent overture of peace odds are we'd have to take punitive action or appear weak and invite more invasions.

    Also, can one of the NPCs please explain the whole Demon Prince bit? Sounds like someone's trying to paint us as the world's Maou.
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    Not sure we could enforce anything as we are anyway. 200 people total, and our only Dragoon is out on Diplomacy. If Emmeryn's canon characterization can be trusted, and I think the previous update does support it, then we can trust her to try and find a peaceful solution as long as we don't press too hard. And I don't we would IC, most of what's keeping us and our people standing is probably our Pride, everyone just seems weary, but hopeful their Prince will be able to stop this eventually I think. (Granted, most of that's from the kids, bu they're all we've really seen so far too.)

    Black hair, Red Eyes... Not too hard a connection to make. Doesn't mean you're not right though. That does have a striking resemblance to Grima's coloring. Even if Bahamut would probably maul anyone saying that.
     
    there is no happiness down this path
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    waifus will kill you
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    Well that's uh, rather ominous, though I suppose considering our kingdom has just 200 people in it 13 of which are children, we're dying from crystal overuse, and that since this is crossovered with Awakening a giant dragon is going to come kill us all in a couple of years the first one does make complete sense

    [X] Speak with Bahamut in the throne room
    I want to see what's up with Bahamut
     
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