Schwer-Muta
A Shy Arrogance
Wardes is still Wardes, more at 11
The Steep Path Ahead [Familiar of Zero AU]
- Thread starter shadenight123
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- Location
- Somewhere on the flat earth
So Wardes wants to kill Louise for his child to get The Power of The Void.
Better motivation then the anime.
Better motivation then the anime.
How else the church is going to convince the nobles that is time to mount another crusade for the holy lands. Doesn't matter how much blood is spilled in the process.
The big question is why he did that? Bidashal was affiliated with King Joseph in canon, but what does he gain from attacking a bunch of humans like that? It probably wasn't aimed at Louise, from how he suddenly went into srsmode when he heard her chant Void magic she wasn't his original target here.
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- Location
- Manila, Philippines
Is the Elf even Bishadal though?
Also, the description fits. He certainly had that featherhat.
- Location
- https://discord.gg/z9tBvbh
Oops~ Ignore that.
Description fits, but the name wasn't meant to be read. Doesn't change much...(Or does it?)
I lol'd IRL that you accidentally slipped that in. This is why you proof-read!
any chance something big will fall on Wardes? like a mountain?
See, that's an actually good plan by Wardes. I approve much more than his justifications in canon, at least.
Right, but unless I am misremembering very much, he joined the Reconquista because they were most likely to go after the elves / holy land. In this, he is pursuing the power of void magic instead, which actually jives with canon as that's why he wanted to marry Louise. You could trace it back to the same root motivation, but I think this method is more sensible because he's actually farther along his goal without needing to mind control the bride.
Bakkasama
There is always a greater fool
- Location
- Buenos Aires, Argentina
- Pronouns
- He/his
Yeah, Mazarin protected them like Charlotte protected Louise and Saito. So the seventy years old mind reacted to the window exploding fast enough to block the shards. It would certainly help that he already had his scepter out but it is really weird for the cardinal to have such reflexes.
- Location
- The Old Dominion
Well it wouldn't be unheard of William Marshal the greatest knight in history was still energetically fighting, commanding and winning at the head of armies at 70... at the battle of Lincon his army had to catch up to him as he charged the enemy and he apparently personally killed the enemy commander a man several decades his junior.
There was also a North African King during the Punic wars who was still riding and commanding his forces in his eighties and mind you his people didn't use saddles they rode bare back.
There was also a North African King during the Punic wars who was still riding and commanding his forces in his eighties and mind you his people didn't use saddles they rode bare back.
Ars Poetica
ULTIMA RATIO NEMO OBLIGATUR
- Location
- The Kingdom of Fiore
- Pronouns
- He / Him / His
Um. Teleport? It's a Void spell. Though, it's rather high on the scale for her at this point -- especially on a personal level like this.
Chapter Seventy-Six
- Location
- https://discord.gg/z9tBvbh
Chapter Seventy-Six
Saito woke up with a groan, but barring the light headache, he felt pretty much alive and fine. Holding a hand against the side of his head, he made to move only to find the path blocked by a weight of sorts, which soon turned out to be Louise. The girl grumbled in her sleep, her head resting against his chest as she clutched on firmly to his clothes, as if afraid he'd slip away if she did let go.
The image of the strewn corpses reached Saito's head in a flash, soon followed by far more gory images than what he would have liked to remember. He understood now why people hated the Elves. A single Elf had pretty much murdered a whole room filled with nobles, nobles who should have known magic -and should have been capable of using it- but were too slow.
The Elf hadn't even looked interested in their deaths. He had simply marched over their bodies as if they meant nothing to him, going as far ripping people to shreds just because-just because.
He needed a bucket.
Saito Hiraga needed a bucket.
This wasn't the time for being delicate, so he pushed Louise off and stepped out of the bed, grabbing a bucket filled with water and a washcloth nearby. He was quick enough to throw the washcloth out, but then he did indeed heave within it, emptying his stomach of what little he had eaten the day before.
This was too much to withstand. The day before was like a nightmare, a nightmare given the form of a reality which he didn't wish to understand, but which he was forced to.
"Urgh-Hey!" Louise's voice broke through his thoughts, "Saito! You're sick?" she asked next, as Saito gingerly deposited the bucket between his feet, taking a deep breath.
"I-No," Saito said in the end, shaking his head. It finally dawned into him to put the room into focus. The floor was wood, and the room was relatively small. "W-Where?"
"An inn by the docks," Louise said hotly. "We-I'm sorry, Saito," she said next, meaning it. "But after that-that devil attacked, the Princess asked me to escort the Queen of Gallia back home-and so we are going to do that. I should have said something, but-but you already called my name, so the Princess knew and..." she twitched slightly, looking ashamed. "I'm sorry, but we'll have to suffer through this."
"It's-It's all right," Saito nodded awkwardly. "When are we leaving?"
"The ship's set to sail this afternoon," Louise said calmly. "We'll have to escort the Queen of Gallia all the way to Versailles, which is past Lutece, Gallia's capital." Shaking her head, the girl groaned, "I would dare to hope the trip to be uneventful, but considering that-that monster of all things-is it ballrooms? Are we cursed with ballrooms?"
Saito smiled awkwardly, shaking his head as he managed to regain his balance long enough to stand up from the side of the bed and walk a few steps. "Why was it there?" Saito asked softly. "I-There was a reason he was there, right? He just-he just stepped through-"
"Elves-well, you have to understand this," Louise took a small breath. "Normally, Elves are content in staying in the Holy Lands, but sometimes a couple, maybe three at most, they start to travel around the proper faithful countries. They're-look, you'd need six nobles to face a single Elf, and those six nobles would need to be Triangle-class at least. And the Elves-they're not really in the business of telling why they do things. They move, they kill if that's what catches their fancies, they kidnap children-some did that-they poison people-but you can't trust an Elf, never -ever- make the mistake of trusting an Elf."
"They're that bad then?" Saito hazarded.
"Of course they're that bad!" Louise bristled, "The Founder's death is because of them, each time the chances of reclaiming the Holy Lands fail because of them, their envoys are nothing but murderers set loose-they're horrible monsters that eat children and drink the blood of virgins!" the girl clutched her arms around her body, trembling slightly, "I was so scared-it was effortless. His slaughter was effortless. He wasn't even breaking a sweat! How can you face something like that? I used my spells, but so what? They didn't work! He just dodged them! When he threw me against the wall-when he threw you out of the window! What kind of legendary power is 'Void' anyway if a single Elf can do this? What kind of power is that!?"
"A broken power," a calm voice spoke gently, the door opening slightly, "You should not speak so loudly in such a place," Charlotte added smoothly, "I bought the whole inn, but-"
"You are not Charlotte, are you?" Saito remarked, and the girl blinked, and then grinned cheekily.
"Aw! You caught on quickly!" the girl stepped right through the door, the short blue hair holding the same color as that of Charlotte, the face practically the same, but the cheerful tone with which those words were said, they were completely different. "I'm Josette," she winked, "Nice to meet you in my official capacity as a fellow member of the Knights of Gallia!" she clapped her hands excitedly, "Well-Jacques' downstairs keeping an ear on the ground-literally too! And Damien's by the street, there's Bleu on the roof, and Jeanette's keeping an eye on the docks. She's really dependable," Josette grinned excitedly, and took a step inside only to come into quick contact with Louise and her swordwand's tip.
"Eavesdropping is rude," Louise said as calmly as a storm crackling with thunder over the horizon before the sudden summer downpour could be. "And didn't that woman tell you to leave us alone?"
"Aw, come on!" Josette pouted. "It's not like I did anything bad, did I? We even helped you! We risked our lives together! And you shouldn't be that angry, my sister saved your life, didn't she? She didn't have to, but she did it all the same!" Josette used two fingers to move the blade away from her face, "And now that we don't have to play the part of the meek adventuring party, we can get to know each other and form a cherished bond of trust and sincerity! Think about-"
Saito had never expected Louise to be capable of withering a plant with her gaze, but the way Josette shrunk on herself and began to slowly walk backwards, both hands raised in a 'I surrender' gesture told him that he should not satisfy his curiosity either. With a strong enough slam to make the wall quake, Louise closed the door and huffed, sheathing her swordwand with a 'tsk'.
"Saito, if they offer you something, just plain refuse it," Louise said, stretching a bit before walking to the window with a growl in her throat. "I'm feeling restless," she said suddenly.
"Well-" Saito's stomach chose that as the moment to grumble. "I'm hungry."
Louise's stomach answered in turn, like a whale-call of sorts. The girl didn't blush however, but merely lifted an eyebrow. "Food means going down in the kitchens. I-I guess we can survive eating something with the Queen staring at us."
"Charlotte's in the kitchen?" Saito asked, feeling his eyebrows rise in surprise.
"It's in the back of the inn, and she came in through the window," Louise said flatly. "Her royal highness' fear of doors is such that she would rather enter from a window than take the door like commoners, and so she levitates from her room to the kitchen and back. That way, she stays out of sight of the people walking down the main street."
There was a knock at the door, and Louise grumbled as she opened it. Josette stood out there, the smile still on her face. "Hey! I also wanted to tell you that lunch is ready and we'll be eating in the kitchen! Why don't you join us for-"
Louise was about to slam the door shut on the girl's face. She didn't because Saito stood up and moved towards it. "Well-then why don't we go too?" he remarked with a small smile.
"Saito."
"Louise," Saito replied in a soft whisper. "They didn't choose who to serve," he added. "You can't blame them for what isn't their fault."
"Now that's not right," Josette said. "We did have a choice. We could have died of starvation," she smiled as she said that, her cute smile not leaving her face. "Or ended up in a brothel. Some fallen nobles do a pretty good job as bandits, and a couple get by razing down villages. I guess-perhaps," she scrunched her face up in a thoughtful manner, stepping away from the door to let them both follow her in the hallway. "But in the end we did have a choice. We chose the way that gave us warm food and a roof on our heads, and money-all the money! I can buy a pretty dress and go out on dates all week if I wanted, well, and buy a different dress a day-at least, that's what Jeanette says-and does."
"This-This isn't an act, is it?" Saito asked, warily eyeing Josette as if she had grown a second head.
"No silly! Why would I?" Josette said with a small smile. "I mean, we're brothers in arm! We must trust and look after each other! Now let's hurry up, I'm hungry!" like an excited child, Josette proceeded to grab Saito's wrist and pull him along, the boy not even making an effort to pull back.
This...This angered Louise.
And she had no idea why.
Saito woke up with a groan, but barring the light headache, he felt pretty much alive and fine. Holding a hand against the side of his head, he made to move only to find the path blocked by a weight of sorts, which soon turned out to be Louise. The girl grumbled in her sleep, her head resting against his chest as she clutched on firmly to his clothes, as if afraid he'd slip away if she did let go.
The image of the strewn corpses reached Saito's head in a flash, soon followed by far more gory images than what he would have liked to remember. He understood now why people hated the Elves. A single Elf had pretty much murdered a whole room filled with nobles, nobles who should have known magic -and should have been capable of using it- but were too slow.
The Elf hadn't even looked interested in their deaths. He had simply marched over their bodies as if they meant nothing to him, going as far ripping people to shreds just because-just because.
He needed a bucket.
Saito Hiraga needed a bucket.
This wasn't the time for being delicate, so he pushed Louise off and stepped out of the bed, grabbing a bucket filled with water and a washcloth nearby. He was quick enough to throw the washcloth out, but then he did indeed heave within it, emptying his stomach of what little he had eaten the day before.
This was too much to withstand. The day before was like a nightmare, a nightmare given the form of a reality which he didn't wish to understand, but which he was forced to.
"Urgh-Hey!" Louise's voice broke through his thoughts, "Saito! You're sick?" she asked next, as Saito gingerly deposited the bucket between his feet, taking a deep breath.
"I-No," Saito said in the end, shaking his head. It finally dawned into him to put the room into focus. The floor was wood, and the room was relatively small. "W-Where?"
"An inn by the docks," Louise said hotly. "We-I'm sorry, Saito," she said next, meaning it. "But after that-that devil attacked, the Princess asked me to escort the Queen of Gallia back home-and so we are going to do that. I should have said something, but-but you already called my name, so the Princess knew and..." she twitched slightly, looking ashamed. "I'm sorry, but we'll have to suffer through this."
"It's-It's all right," Saito nodded awkwardly. "When are we leaving?"
"The ship's set to sail this afternoon," Louise said calmly. "We'll have to escort the Queen of Gallia all the way to Versailles, which is past Lutece, Gallia's capital." Shaking her head, the girl groaned, "I would dare to hope the trip to be uneventful, but considering that-that monster of all things-is it ballrooms? Are we cursed with ballrooms?"
Saito smiled awkwardly, shaking his head as he managed to regain his balance long enough to stand up from the side of the bed and walk a few steps. "Why was it there?" Saito asked softly. "I-There was a reason he was there, right? He just-he just stepped through-"
"Elves-well, you have to understand this," Louise took a small breath. "Normally, Elves are content in staying in the Holy Lands, but sometimes a couple, maybe three at most, they start to travel around the proper faithful countries. They're-look, you'd need six nobles to face a single Elf, and those six nobles would need to be Triangle-class at least. And the Elves-they're not really in the business of telling why they do things. They move, they kill if that's what catches their fancies, they kidnap children-some did that-they poison people-but you can't trust an Elf, never -ever- make the mistake of trusting an Elf."
"They're that bad then?" Saito hazarded.
"Of course they're that bad!" Louise bristled, "The Founder's death is because of them, each time the chances of reclaiming the Holy Lands fail because of them, their envoys are nothing but murderers set loose-they're horrible monsters that eat children and drink the blood of virgins!" the girl clutched her arms around her body, trembling slightly, "I was so scared-it was effortless. His slaughter was effortless. He wasn't even breaking a sweat! How can you face something like that? I used my spells, but so what? They didn't work! He just dodged them! When he threw me against the wall-when he threw you out of the window! What kind of legendary power is 'Void' anyway if a single Elf can do this? What kind of power is that!?"
"A broken power," a calm voice spoke gently, the door opening slightly, "You should not speak so loudly in such a place," Charlotte added smoothly, "I bought the whole inn, but-"
"You are not Charlotte, are you?" Saito remarked, and the girl blinked, and then grinned cheekily.
"Aw! You caught on quickly!" the girl stepped right through the door, the short blue hair holding the same color as that of Charlotte, the face practically the same, but the cheerful tone with which those words were said, they were completely different. "I'm Josette," she winked, "Nice to meet you in my official capacity as a fellow member of the Knights of Gallia!" she clapped her hands excitedly, "Well-Jacques' downstairs keeping an ear on the ground-literally too! And Damien's by the street, there's Bleu on the roof, and Jeanette's keeping an eye on the docks. She's really dependable," Josette grinned excitedly, and took a step inside only to come into quick contact with Louise and her swordwand's tip.
"Eavesdropping is rude," Louise said as calmly as a storm crackling with thunder over the horizon before the sudden summer downpour could be. "And didn't that woman tell you to leave us alone?"
"Aw, come on!" Josette pouted. "It's not like I did anything bad, did I? We even helped you! We risked our lives together! And you shouldn't be that angry, my sister saved your life, didn't she? She didn't have to, but she did it all the same!" Josette used two fingers to move the blade away from her face, "And now that we don't have to play the part of the meek adventuring party, we can get to know each other and form a cherished bond of trust and sincerity! Think about-"
Saito had never expected Louise to be capable of withering a plant with her gaze, but the way Josette shrunk on herself and began to slowly walk backwards, both hands raised in a 'I surrender' gesture told him that he should not satisfy his curiosity either. With a strong enough slam to make the wall quake, Louise closed the door and huffed, sheathing her swordwand with a 'tsk'.
"Saito, if they offer you something, just plain refuse it," Louise said, stretching a bit before walking to the window with a growl in her throat. "I'm feeling restless," she said suddenly.
"Well-" Saito's stomach chose that as the moment to grumble. "I'm hungry."
Louise's stomach answered in turn, like a whale-call of sorts. The girl didn't blush however, but merely lifted an eyebrow. "Food means going down in the kitchens. I-I guess we can survive eating something with the Queen staring at us."
"Charlotte's in the kitchen?" Saito asked, feeling his eyebrows rise in surprise.
"It's in the back of the inn, and she came in through the window," Louise said flatly. "Her royal highness' fear of doors is such that she would rather enter from a window than take the door like commoners, and so she levitates from her room to the kitchen and back. That way, she stays out of sight of the people walking down the main street."
There was a knock at the door, and Louise grumbled as she opened it. Josette stood out there, the smile still on her face. "Hey! I also wanted to tell you that lunch is ready and we'll be eating in the kitchen! Why don't you join us for-"
Louise was about to slam the door shut on the girl's face. She didn't because Saito stood up and moved towards it. "Well-then why don't we go too?" he remarked with a small smile.
"Saito."
"Louise," Saito replied in a soft whisper. "They didn't choose who to serve," he added. "You can't blame them for what isn't their fault."
"Now that's not right," Josette said. "We did have a choice. We could have died of starvation," she smiled as she said that, her cute smile not leaving her face. "Or ended up in a brothel. Some fallen nobles do a pretty good job as bandits, and a couple get by razing down villages. I guess-perhaps," she scrunched her face up in a thoughtful manner, stepping away from the door to let them both follow her in the hallway. "But in the end we did have a choice. We chose the way that gave us warm food and a roof on our heads, and money-all the money! I can buy a pretty dress and go out on dates all week if I wanted, well, and buy a different dress a day-at least, that's what Jeanette says-and does."
"This-This isn't an act, is it?" Saito asked, warily eyeing Josette as if she had grown a second head.
"No silly! Why would I?" Josette said with a small smile. "I mean, we're brothers in arm! We must trust and look after each other! Now let's hurry up, I'm hungry!" like an excited child, Josette proceeded to grab Saito's wrist and pull him along, the boy not even making an effort to pull back.
This...This angered Louise.
And she had no idea why.
- Location
- Germany
ugh, crusader luis is back, man shade, I really hope you have something planned that will break the faith of louise and deconstruct her belief in brimir and the church else we will have to dig more shade despair pits™, because that part of louise seriously rubbs me the wrong way and needs to be taken care of, seriously
That should be easy, jf I remember right Saito's runes contain memories of all their previous bearers or at very least thise of Sasha. Saito xan also let her access his memories.
I thought Louise already worked through this blind angst? Louise may still be undecided on whether or not she loves Saito, but hasn't she worked out that she holds affection for the man? Misplaced anger is out of character, Louise should at least be aware of her own jealousy.
- Pronouns
- she/her
...Good lord Saito is such a dumb fuck. Not even a day and he's already rooting for the people who blatantly used him. I mean forgiving Wardes was bad enough, seeing as the guy didn't even apologize properly for literally killing Saito. At this point I'm suspecting continuing mind-control or the onset of serious mental health issues, as he's applying the same "they were victims too!" logic to everyone.
Getting over bad news quickly seems a bit different from the mental gymnastics Saito is engaging in whenever people admit they used him to his face.
- Location
- The Old Dominion
Its not like its completely wrong the elves might not drink blood and eat babies but apparently they do brew potions that inflict fates worse than deaths on void mages whom are considered devils to them because death would be too merciful and allow the void magic to go to someone else(that the person in question is completely innocent and might be a saint doesn't matter). They also hold a dim view of humanity and they did indeed throw Brimir's entire people out of their own homeland for results of the act of one man that might not even been deliberate but a accident. Its also true even the most powerful of human mages are out classed by elves unless void magic comes into play.
As for Louise views there is nothing inherently wrong with her having faith in her god/gods, brimir and the church, it doesn't really bother me as its a rather central part of her character. Its something that might need tempered but its not something that requires destroying.
The holy land doesn't exist anymore it sank. The only thing of value there is a weapons summoning portal and the ritual site for the genocide spell. It isn't livable for large numbers.