Xiro Zean
Lord ZeeI'm wrapping up my Nohr play through at the moment. I gotta say, I just don't think the Hoshido cast can make me love them half as Corrin's true siblings.
Especially Takumi.
Especially Takumi.
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Cherche is love, Cherche is life.
I mean, she gives birth to medieval wyvern-riding Batman. You'll hear no arguments from me.
You've forced my hand. While you plebs praise outer beauty, you forget the one truly magnificent woman that never fails to deliver:
My copy came in the mail yesterday. I was just barely able to bring myself to put it down long enough to make dinner.
Light's summary of the two is pretty spot on from what I've seen so far.
Light's summary of the two is pretty spot on from what I've seen so far.
Fitting that the FE roleplay goes quiet after the new one comes out.
Got the double edition coming in the mail. It's taking a lot of effort to resist the urge to camp the mail box all day.
Mikhail Fuast
An insurmountable amount of relief washed through Mikhail as he saw the royal guard stretch out his hand. Before taking it though, a short, sharp whistle escaped his lips, signalling Rollo to slow the hell down and not trample the knight. Then he took the man's hand and used it to pull himself up before returning the gesture. Despite his worse nature, the cavalier found he was developing a sense of respect for the axe-fighter.
"You have reached a level of stubbornness that I can only dream of reaching," he said with a smirk. "I'm Mikhail Faust and I hope to someday take your place. I'd ask for your name but-," he paused, motioning with a slight jerk of his head to the knight's wound, "It seems I'll have to wait on that."
Rollo pranced up to the emerald lancer like the smug jack ass that he was and nudged his face with an all too wet snout, his eyes gleaming as if to say, "Look, I helped!"
Hey @Light, I think we could speed up the next few duels if you set up a time to get on Titanpad to make a collab post with the next recruit. It works like a Google doc and should prevent a match for dragging on four too long due to schedules.
It's hard to write for fast-paced combat and still keep it over a sentence or two. I don't want to write almost nothing but I also don't want to drag on one detail or force action of the other character.
I completely agree. The slight liberty I took with Mikhail's little monologue felt a bit too much like power playing for my taste, but I figured one way or another it'd be best to end this fight sooner rather than later.
Mikhail Fuast
Mikhail knew full well that there had been a good deal of luck involved in his strike actually hitting his mark. Normally he would have counted all of his one lucky stars, but he had to move. The axe fighter backing up gave the lancer time to roll over and rest on one knee. He’s off balance. Good, let’s keep it that way.
His breath was ragged, his lungs on fire, but the cavalier knew what he had to do. ”I grew up with an older brother that was much bigger and more experienced than me,” his voice was hoarse and labored. The royal guard’s bewildered look and defensive stance told Mikhail that he had his full attention. “Whenever we got into a scuffle, I never won by fighting fairly. No, I had to be unexpected and lucky.” His grip on the spear was tenuous at best. He could only hope that the adrenaline coursing through the axe fighter would be enough to muffle the sounds of the horse that was approaching from behind the man. At least until it was too late, at which point Mikhail would be able to strike at him again if he were to turn around to face Rollo, who was well on his way to run him into the ground, quite literally.
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