Eisenhorn

The Dark Side of War (Closed)

@Pirouette Alright, got it knocked out real quick like.

The Dark Side of War (Closed)

SSgt. William Jacobson

"Staff Sergeant Jacobson," Slade communicated through her radio to the survivor. "This is Second Lieutenant Slade reporting with Corporal Craster, our medic. We are headed your direction. Are there any signs of hostilities? What is your condition? Over." Jacobson was relieved to finally hear some sort of response from the outpost. Apparently they were sending a medic as well as the 2nd Lieutenant, which seemed needlessly risky. While it wasn't as bad as sticking the commanding officer of the outpost out by themselves, it wasn't much better. The medic was smart, he conceded, since injuries were uncertain after a crash like that. That was sound, at least, but sending the officer out, not so much. But there was time for that later, as he kept slogging forward through the damn snow, ice, and bitter wind. This was certainly not one of his favorite places to be, the Staff Sergeant decided, and just as he made visual with what looked like the officer and the medic, shit hit the fan. He really should have expected it, spotting the outlines of Tellosian scouts attacking their position. Jcobson snarled under his helmet, responding to their questions coldly as he snapped his carbine up to take aim on one of the scouts. "That answer your question on hostilities, ma'am? I'm fine, focus on the Tellosians and we can exchange pleasantries later."

Jacobson put down one or two scouts, the familiar kick on his rifle against his armor putting rounds down onto the scouts he took aim on. They went down with little ceremony, but one wounded one jumped the 2nd LT as she, sounded like a she and he couldn't tell armor profile due to the weather. Thankfully she seemed adept in hand to hand, which was a god damn miracle. The continued overkill was, however, unnecessary and he pushed through the snow up to her position, glancing at the increasingly desecrated corpse of the Tellosian and sighed in his armor, not broadcasting the noise as he checked to make sure he hadn't run dry on his rifle. He proceeded to actually speak, letting the armor broadcast that locally instead of via radio. "Ma'am, I do believe he's dead. Recommend getting out of this damn cold and into combat positions. Scouts preempt assaults, far as Tellosian battle doctrine is concerned. Far as intel can understand, at any rate. How many of you sorry lot do I have to work with?"

Jacobson hadn't even addressed the medic yet, he had no reason to, therefor he simply didn't. Like he had said before, the time for pleasantries and introductions would have to wait. Right now, if need be, he would personally drag the two of them back to NO-36 to defend against the Tellosian assault. Jacobson would not simply abandon the two of them though, not unless they, for some ungodly reason, decided to not press on back to the outpost to take up defensive positions. He couldn't see very intricate set ups for the outpost from here, which concerned him. Did they not have time to set up defenses, or did they not have the resources? Jacobson was not sure which concerned him more, and he would have to burn that bridge once he crossed it, he suspected. Instead he focused on the now. Get to the outpost, beat back whatever attack was coming, then take stock and figure out how screwed they collectively were.

The Dark Side of War (Closed)

And I am working on my post now, unless Pirouette wants to get their post in first?

Fire Emblem Awakening: The Crusade

There, that should address the issues.

Fire Emblem Awakening: The Crusade

@BlazeGamma Yea, I missed a fair bit it seems. I would ignore the Jerod part of it while I rewrite it. I don't think Nori's bit has any problems, though?

Fire Emblem Awakening: The Crusade

@AirBender Kind of brain farted, wee bit sleep deprived since I haven't slept since going into Sunday. Yay military responsibilities.

Fire Emblem Awakening: The Crusade

Alright, knocked that post out. Left Nori open ended for folks to incorporate her, if they want. Otherwise, I'll drag her along when the time comes.

Fire Emblem Awakening: The Crusade

Jerod

"Ye damn'd prancin ninnies, ne'er ambus' ah Feroxian..." Jerod was not too far away from Yllistol. It had been quite some time since he had ever been near the capitol of Yllise, and while the bandit numbers had dropped like a damn rock since he had last passed through all those years ago, they still seemed to enjoy skulking around the less travelled roads. They were dead now, of course, and he was wiping blood off his axe while he considered the situation at hand, especially the near abandoned road he was using. Which was precisely the kind of road that Jerod preferred these days. He never risked the big, public roads that had all sorts of folks traversing them. For all he knew someone would recognize him, and he couldn't be having that at all. Not with his current standing in Regna Ferox, he had no intention of going back there without damn good reason. Word was, of course, spreading about this Crusade that the Church of Naga had gone and declared, and the first thought in Jerod's mind when he caught wind of the plan was simple. Where could he plant himself in the way of these zealous idiots? By himself, he seriously doubted that there was any chance of him seriously being able to do much more than annoy their forces. So, that meant seeking out likely candidates that would be standing in the way of the Crusade.

Ferox? Out of the question in Jerod's mind, for reasons he had already covered. Plegia might, due to their connection to the dragon 'god' Grima, despite its defeat all those years ago at the hand of the Ylissean Shepards. That brought him to the most likely candidate on this continent, or any that he had ever walked on, Yllise. One of their tactician academy lads had been declared the Champion of Naga, according to a bounty sheet he had stumbled across on the lad. He had long since disposed of it, that kind of thing was stupid dangerous to walk around with in territory hostile to the Champion, let alone in places that would openly support him. But it had given some rather odd information that he doubted was true. He wasn't there, but word spread fast from that meeting, that the Church was hunting their own champion? Rather, the champion some ancient Manakate had gone and appointed. Whether Jerod agreed that these ancient dragon beings like Naga and Grima were truly gods or not was irrelevant, since looking at the situation made it apparent that their existence made things more complicated on their normal plane of existence. And the manakate, which as a species seemed to have a more heightened bond with this Naga (which did not surprise him at all, really), had called out this lad as the Champion of Naga before she vanished.

Typical dictatorial actions, really, Jerod sighed as he began walking again. He rested the axe on his shoulder, almost like a lumberjack would, letting his mind continue to wander as he continued along the forest path and left the dead bandits unburied and a warning against other bandits. They preyed on the weak, and deserved no mercy or respectful burials. Let the wilds claim their rotten corpses and turn them to something useful, better than they had been in life at least. These divine and accursed dragon 'gods' seemed to spend more time playing mortals against each other with their blessings and goals than they did being beneficial deity figures. Not to say all gods were good, Jerod mentally conceded to his own argument, but a group of deity like figures that none did any good for, as far as the Feroxian was concerned? Not worth giving the time of day, let alone worshiping. Jerod had yet to find a reason that these dragon 'gods' deserved any worship, so while he believed in a higher power than any of them, he refused to swear fealty to them. He also never asked or cried out to them for help, he was no hypocrite. Even if it meant finally dying.

Jerod saw Yllistol within a short, brisk walk as he broke out of the forest's dense nature, almost shielding his eyes from the abrupt shift of light. Slinging the axe onto his back proper, he let his arms rest at his sides as he made his way into Yllistol proper. It was a rather impressive city, alive with energy despite the looming war, and people carrying on with their normal lives. Rumors of the Shepards was spreading rapidly, it seemed, and while no one seemed to agree on the how and why, the general idea was that they were coming back. Some sort of independent force from the Yllise army. Going off after high value places, Jerod suspected, and that sounded just perfect for him. Throwing himself into death's gate again would do the most good there, but the only information he could really gather was there was an old building on the castle grounds that the Shepard's used to use before they were disbanded. That might work best as a place to start, but he was still on the outskirts so it took him a decent amount of walking to even get within sight of the castle.

Jerod made his way onto the grounds, he seriously doubted that he was supposed to be here but curiosity drove him so he found a way onto the grounds, finding the tower folks had been talking about. Seems like repairs had already begun, by some fellow with a sword who seemed to be resting. If he had done all the work himself, than the break was warranted the Feroxian fighter reckoned. But he approached, an easy grin on his face as his greeting boomed readily across the distance between the two of them as it steadily closed. "G'fternoon t' ye, lad. Seems I ain' t'e only one ferretin' out ol' legends, eh?"

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Nori

"Brother, you really are making this difficult..." A tall, lithe looking woman in light armor and with a bow slung over her shoulder was walking down the biggest road leading towards the capitol of Yllise, muttering to herself as she looked for that familiar armor and Feroxian gait that she remembered her brother having before he vanished. She refused to say died, as no body was ever found, and rumors of a man matching how he would likely look at this point in his life had been taking her farther and farther away from major civilization. And then, just as she caught wind of the Church of Naga declaring a crusade, his trail went cold. It was only by blind luck that a traveling merchant had spotted the man matching the description she provided, and a few gold had loosened his tongue and set her on the path to the center of peaceful civilization. And here she was, walking in a progression of visitors, merchants, and mercenaries seeking to aid the kingdom as word spread of the coming Crusade. It would make sense, knowing Jerod as she did, that he would seek out a course like this. But even so, why under the banner of Yllise and not Ferox, which was his homeland!

Nori was confused by her brother's actions as she grew more able in tracking down her dear brother and figuring out why he had run after faking his own death. After all these years away from home, he had missed both parents passing on and leaving her as the only living blood relative he had. And Jerod was the only kin that Nori had left, and she was going to figure out why he had faked his death and ran. But Yllistol was a huge place, from what she could see already, which left her one plain question. Where in Naga's name would she begin her search? Nori doubted that he would be hanging around long, so she pretty much went about her business as usual in places like this. Asking after her brother, and the Shepards when she realized that rumor was going around. It sounded like the perfect place to track her brother down. Nori wouldn't even know the Champion or Exalt by appearance, so she very well might end up asking them about both her brother, and the Shepards for that matter. So the young woman would walk around, asking for the same information on two questions. "Excuse me, have you seen a Feroxian man a few hands taller than I, wearing a special set of armor that has seen many years wandering? And what do you know of this whole Shepard rumor going around?"

Fire Emblem Awakening: The Crusade

@Apollosarcher @AirBender Hmm, don't have enough time to post now, not for both characters, but once I'm off work I'll be taking care of a post, sure as sure. Just got to figure out how I want to bring Jerod and Nori into Yllistol for the grand old Shepards reformation.

Warhammer 40,000 - Chasing Chaos

@Andromedai Is it bad I'm kinda looking forward to seeing if Sis still gives Stukov his stern talking to, force as needed?