#[ support ]: forsyth

[good-beansdraws]

Fe Aspec Week Day 2: Support

Happy Anniversary to fe Echoes, woo!! 🎉👏 I will forever be grateful for the impact the game has had on me -- from leading me to new friends, helping me through a really rough time, to unlocking new confidence in my writing and art. And the characters were there for me in a significant way while I was figuring out I was asexual! So here's to the trio of all time, thank you for all the support ❤️💚💙

[fletching-scar]

🎄

The archer Shinon has made quite the name for himself in the short time since he was contracted as a mercenary, and not in a good way. Foul remarks, drunken threats or even fights--Forsyth has his problems with some of his coworkers, but even they haven't stooped to this level so low, so fast.

There he is, up to no good once again. Even from this distance his angular face is flushed with drink, twisted in a sneer that sours Forsyth's mood and sets his hackles up. No, he will not wait for things to progress--this man needs to be put in his place, and if Forsyth must incur his venom so be it.

"You! That manner of conduct is unacceptable for one serving the monastery. Cease at once, or retire to your quarters if your self-control is so weak."

(Forsyth doesn't notice the mistletoe hanging in the space between them as he approaches until it is too late, so caught up in his knightly duty.)

Shinon recoils at the sudden sanctimonious onslaught--his shoulders stiffen, face pinching as if he's just stepped in shit. Who is this hoity-toity bastard? Who died and made him Supreme Overlord of Everything Shinon Does?

And what, for fuck's sake... "What crawled up your ass?"

Shinon sneers it, drawling with wine and indignation. He hates folk like this, who pretend that proper conduct is the law and they're the fuckin' sheriff. They'll try to put you in the thumbscrews if you so much as fumble a 'yessir.'

"Someone put you up to this, or are y'just bitching and moaning for fun? Either way..."

Shinon lifts his half-drunk wine as if to toast--then promptly spits in it and offers it to Forsyth.

"Y'need to loosen up, tightwad."

[sacredechoes]

Forsyth and Python's C-A support as it appears in Sacred Echoes. It has been slightly rewritten to extend its length and show a warmer angle of the characters' bond with each other.

[pheraesladyknight]

Forsyth freezes as he sees her; there are many blue-haired individuals at the academy, but this is unmistakably his fellow knight-in-arms, the Lady Isadora.

(He can still feel her blood staining his hands.)

She's returned after a sabbatical to her homeland, he would assume. He does not wish to make her time at this ball an unpleasant one, but he lingers near her, wondering what exactly to say, if anything.

(Would he have done the same thing? He was willing to do heinous things to save Python. The mix of lingering guilt and mistrust is suffocating.)

Too late, she must have spotted him. This is his penance, and he shall atone as best he can.

"Lady Isadora! I'd not heard of your return. I hope you are well, this fine evening." He offers his hand to shake, and his brooch for trade. A meager offering, but it will have to be sufficient. "Are you here with Sir Harken?"

(They are not dissimilar, and he must make his peace with that.)

The night was comforting, she felt like she fell right into place here. These kind of events were something Isadora was familiar with throughout her childhood. So even if she didn't like being here, it wasnt the worst feeling in the world.

Thought, sometimes her mind wanders to her short time here, how quickly she turned her back to her comrades in order to chase a false reality she knew would not come quickly. Even looking at Harken or anyone who was with her at that point made her stomach flip upside down.

But, they did the right thing-- all of them, whether or not she would've died for real rather than the dream they were all placed in, she was their enemy.

Pushing all those thoughts away, she made her way to Python- a smile on her face "Sir Forsyth! yes... I did arrive just today, I'm doing well-- I'm accustom to this setting" she shakes his hand and takes the decoration before offering the small bell given to her "Well... Yes, in a sense... were both here but..." perhaps now isnt the time to vent about her marriage troubles "...nevermind. though... I do want to say something."

She takes a deep breath, here we go "Please... Dont blame yourself for what happened that day. I am responsible for my decision... anyone else would've done the same"

[reasonsforhope]

The loss of life and impact on the communities in Helene’s path is unfathomable — and both the immediate and long-term needs are vast. 

If you’re reading this, it’s likely because you want to help and care about making a difference for those who’ve been impacted by Hurricane Helene.

You’re in the right place. When we see tragedy like this happen in the news, it’s important to not tune it out. Instead, pay attention and truly feel the heartbreak of it — t​​hen, look for and be inspired by the people stepping in to help, and use that energy to make a difference ourselves.

Looking for the helpers

Instead of turning away from tragic events like the devastation from Hurricane Helene — we look closer for people stepping in using what they have, where they are, to make a difference for others.

Inspired by Mister Rogers’ famous quote, we call them the “helpers,” — and they’re usually found wherever there’s bad news in the world. Hurricane Helene is no different. Here are some people, businesses, and organizations helping right now:

Chef José Andrés and ​World Central Kitchen teams are serving thousands of meals to communities in need — from Mexico, and the Big Bend of Florida, and into Appalachia.

Volunteer pilots with the Port City Aviators Flying Club are flying supplies to storm victims in western North Carolina.

The national Disaster Distress Helpline is providing free multilingual crisis counseling to those in need.

Southern Smoke Foundation, an organization that supports food & beverage workers in crisis, is providing financial support for groceries, medical bills, lost wages, and more.

Volunteers with veteran-led disaster response organization Team Rubicon are on the ground in Greenwood, South Carolina clearing roads of trees and debris.

A local library branch in Asheville, North Carolina served as a hub for community members in need of internet service.

Workers at Waffle House were “unlikely heroes” providing food to people in need.

A local Fox News correspondent stopped his live broadcast to help rescue a woman trapped in her car in rising floodwaters.

Emergency response teams rescued more than 50 staff, patients, and caregivers from the roof of a hospital in Erwin, Tennessee.

The SPCA of Brevard rescued 20 animals from Hurricane Helene’s path — and it’s now helping them get adopted.

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How to make a difference

After we’ve allowed ourselves to feel the weight of the pain and heartbreak associated with bad news, and look for hope and helpers in the midst of it — we always have the opportunity to join in and make a difference, too. 

Here are some ways to help — whether you’re local or far away:

Donate to national organizations 

Here are just a few large-scale organizations that have helpers on the ground in the region.

American Red Cross

World Central Kitchen

Feeding America

United Way

Salvation Army

CARE

Donate to local organizations

Local organizations, recovery funds, and mutual aid groups have been deployed across the states impacted by Helene. Find donation links and updates below:

All States:

GoFundMe Hub for Hurricane Helene Relief

Mutual Aid Disaster Relief

Southeast Climate & Energy Network

Convoy of Hope

Appalachia Funders Network

Americares

Organizing Resilience

The National Voluntary Organizations Active in Disaster

Tennessee:

East Tennessee Foundation

First Aid Collective Knoxville

RISE Erwin

Second Harvest Food Bank of East Tennessee

North Carolina:

North Carolina Community Foundation

Hearts With Hands

Manna Foodbank

BeLoved Asheville

Foothills Food Hub

Haywood Christian Ministry

Samaritan’s Purse

Forsyth Humane Society

Hope Mill

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Volunteer locally

Organizations in the affected area are seeking volunteers to help distribute resources and support crucial aid efforts. While many of us are not local to the region, those who are nearby are encouraged to join in a myriad of volunteer opportunities.

(Note: If you aren't in the area, the best way you can help is by supporting local efforts with a donation. Keeping roads clear for rescue crews and local relief agents is vital in maintaining safety in these already devastated regions).

For local volunteers, check out:

World Central Kitchen

Operation BBQ Relief

Marco Patriots

Operation Airdrop

Baptists on Mission

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Contact your elected officials and ask them to take climate action

Climate scientists agree, the intensity and extent of the devastation brought by Hurricane Helene was made worse by climate change. 

While we can’t go back in time and burn less fossil fuels — we can make a difference now to secure a safer future and prevent future climate disasters. 

In addition to talking about how this disaster is connected to climate change in our own conversations and holding media outlets accountable for how they talk about climate change — this is a great time to tell your elected officials that you want them to take meaningful climate action.

We’re making incredible progress in the U.S. and globally in reducing emissions, but we need to work even faster — and incorporate climate mitigation efforts into our plans — to limit the most severe impacts of global warming.

[aglaean]

The resounding (and if she were to be frank, inevitable) success of the first round over, the Princess of Rausten drops an easy curtsey to her newest admirer and scopes out the next.

At her assigned table sits a man who seems more chivalric, more knightly than the last! Resolution has made a happy home in his brows, and there is a softness to his eyes, pleated with the impression of hearty grins. Like, it seemed, attracted like.

This of course, was no revelation to L'Arachel; the Gods always guided her aright.

'Fear not!' She exclaims, at least a few decibels above the ambient murmur that had filled the room, a volume more likely to cause fear than to assuage it. 'For I, your partner, have arrived.' She says, tucking herself primly into her seat.

A beat passes as she scrutinizes the card before her. 'Ah, parenthood, a most noble occupation!' She says, a little quieter than before. Of course, her parents had been the noblest of all - so good, and so kind to all who had need of them. They had known their duties and it was her duty to be proud of them.

'Were I to raise a child, I think it would be best to find some poor lost creature, and take them under my wing.' She says, her right hand reflexively readjusting the glove on her left. 'Once their general awe at my magnificence was surpassed, I would forge them into a figure all of Rausten could celebrate!'

Curiosity tinges her countenance as she meets the stalwart gaze of her interlocuter. 'And what of you? What manner of hero would you raise?'

@viridescent-lance

(not so) mean and (very) green!

love hypothesis event: round 2!

[good-beans]

Please tell me about Lukas.

Sincerely, a poor soul who is obsessed with Milgram but knows very little about Fire Emblem.

Lukas is my beloved character of all time :) Comfort character to rival all comfort characters :) He’s just like me fr :) He’s so healing to watch heal :)

He’s from Fire Emblem Echoes, and for a good portion of the game he’s that mentor/tutorial character who helps you/the protagonist through the new world you’re thrown into. The thing was, they put together an incredibly complex asexual, neurodivergent guy who’s not really in it for the fighting (but is damned good at it anyway). They gave him the sweetest and saddest smile possible. They gave him the most relaxing voice you could imagine. They gave him two of the wackiest and complimentary friends. How could I not fall in love?

Basically, he reveals that he’s not involved in this whole war because he wanted to be – his father and brother conspired to send him away to fight for their own gain, not really caring if he lived or died. He took on the new life with just as much motivation as if he chose it himself, though. He’s not here for any dreams of glory or violence, he just wants to help the new friends he’s made ;-; He has a really big heart, but he’s not afraid to make the tough call and commit war crimes. He’s gentle to the child soldier protagonists, but is the first person to trust them and allow them into the army. 

Fire Emblem is notorious for its fanservice, which is why I will forever be Insane over his support conversation with one of those friends I mentioned. He describes his struggles with romance and desire, perfectly describing an asexual experience. His friend, Python, responds with so much kindness. It’s done with a lot of tact and respect, and was one of the final pieces to my own acceptance of my asexuality. 

Less intended, but he talks about his struggles with emotions that comes off as low-empathy neurodivergence, or a form of Alexithymia. He doesn’t feel strong emotions most of the time, then occasionally gets swept up in them and lashes out. (Sorry for all the tmi but) this is also something I struggle with. Though I come off overly excited online, I’ve dealt with the same coldness/heartless accusations he has. His writing and voice acting really drive it home, and it’s wonderful to see. Once again, he’s treated with immense respect for this trait. He feels self-conscious about it, but the cast sees that as a strength of his.

His relationship with the other two knights is super fun! I could go on separate rants about Python and Forsyth, but just know they are equally perfect. They all compliment one another so well, and hype each other up in such lovely ways. They've even got a fun RGB color scheme going on :3

OKAY I AM CUTTING MYSELF OFF because I could go on forever about him 😂 He holds such a special place in my heart -- it's silly, but thank you sm for asking :’) And, since you mentioned Milgram, this reminded me of a super goofy comparison to Yuno I made as one of my first Milgram posts, as well as my wips of the Fuuta-Lukas outfit swap I need to finish...

[sacredechoes]

Hey! So I've heard a lot about your ROM hack, and I want to know if the rumors I've heard about more characters being queer is true. The TV Tropes page said Jesse was made trans which is metal as hell (tysm for that), but there's no way that was the only character made queer. I'm only on chapter 7 and there's no wiki, and I don't have time to play fire emblem at the moment, so can I get like the full list of queered-up characters or smth? Thanks!

(P.s. I think the ROM hack is interesting I'll have to see how it goes as I play more, whenever that happens, but it's been a neat experience so far)

Hi, thanks for the ask! Quite a few characters have new supports and/or endings with each other:

Acantha and Silque's support chain is romantic

Valbar is straight but is a close friend to Leon and they actually discuss what Leon's feelings mean for their friendship

Leon and Atlas's support chain is romantic

Kamui and Leon's support is a bit flirtier than the original

Nomah and Mycen used to be seeing each other ~30-40 years ago and can get back together with A support

Fernand's feelings for Clive are explicitly romantic and play a major role in his character arc

Clive has some repressed bisexuality he comes to terms with in light of his history with Fernand

Forsyth and Python have a bit more chemistry going on (beyond what they already did) but it's left open

Clive and Jesse are old friends and Jesse's backstory is revealed in their support

Silque and Faye's supports have been rewritten to touch more on Faye's feelings for Celica (this one's more just subtext)

[coochiequeens]

Dear GLAAD, Let me explain this as simply has possible. NO one is trying to outlaw Drag shows. Normal people just don't want child exposed to inappropriate entertainment.

There's no reason for kids to be exposed to this.....

And why the fuck would any parent want their kids around anyone who actively supports a pedophile?

https://thepostmillennial.com/founder-of-uk-drag-queen-story-hour-raises-funds-for-pedophile-drag-performers-funeral

And what parents want to bring their kids to a drag show sponsored by crappy beer? Just leave them home with a babysitter

Do the kids actually enjoy being used as props for parents to show off how cool they are to be woke enough to take their kids to that shift?

"After the performance, one of the drag queens questions a little boy in the audience. He asks the little boy what his favorite part of the show was, and, without hesitation, the little boy shakes his head and says, “Nothing.” This answer is met with laughter from the audience and the drag queen himself."

At least that boy wasn't touched by the performers. Unlike this poor girl

[artificidel]

'Return to my embrace, Ephidel.' Lord Nergal's voice echoes, 'return to the warmth of my love.'

The promise of it continues to be all too tempting.

Celephais 28.5/30HP casts Painless World on the party! [Roll: 14 - 4 = 10; Hit] Ephidel is inflicted with -6 dexterity for their next turn.

His arms surround his creation, long fingernails dragging up their limbs and almost consuming them entirely. 'To your Master, to your God.'

Yet, again the thought is cemented in Ephidel's mind that they can not fulfill his wishes. Not of their true god, not even to the illusion of him. In both, they were a failure. They did not deserve him; but his false-master was right about one thing.

Ephidel struggled back to their feet.

Ephidel does NOT sync with the vengeful spirit of Nergal

They were not meant to heal; made only to destroy. Pasithee herself had proven as much to the morph. And then that fire began to burn within them again, and with it, a will and desire formed on their own. Outside of purpose. Outside of loyalty and servitude. Outside of Lord Nergal or the church or existence itself.

Ephidel wanted to dismantle this illusion, not for the church, but to prove the inherent treachery Pasithee saw in them. To be the thief she had branded them as months prior. To snatch away what ever they could of her remaining happiness.

Ephidel staggered forward, Fimbulvetr coalescing in their grasp.

Ephidel 10/10HP attacks Celephais 18.5/30HP with Fimbulvetr at melee range! Heartseeker activates! [Roll: 7 + 2 = 9; -2.5HP] Post-Apocalyptic Savior activates! [Roll: 1, hit! -2.5HP, Celephais 16/30HP] ; Celephais is frozen! Celephais is unable to counterattack! Poison Strike activates! -1HP, Celephais 15/30HP

The tundra strikes true, and encases Celephais in solid ice. Ephidel would find Pasithee. They would find her and destroy her with hands made only to kill.

murder is a long-term investment

team theta | week three

[ask-agent-rapzutin-vodello]

Razputin's final message

(Raz sits behind his computer, his friends and family behind him.)

[Raz] Okay, I think I’m all set …

[Lili] You sure about this, Raz?

[Raz] Yeah, yeah …it’s just…kinda weird, you know. I’ve had this blog for a few years now, and now I’m gonna just …stop it?

[Lili] You could just keep doing it.

[Raz] (Sighs) Nah, I need to do this. I’m gonna be super busy next year, and I won’t have the time maintain the blog. (Pause) Okay, I’m ready. Everyone get something to say?

[Milla] You start, querido.

[Sasha] It was your project, after all.

[Raz] Guess what I like to say is …thank you. Thank you for being a part of my journey these last few years; with us, really. To see us live through both the hardships and joyous breakthroughs we experienced. But most of all, thank you for all the support each and every one of you have shown me and my friends through all our endeavours. (Sniffles) Okay, I’m getting emotional. You guys have some advice for our followers?

[Lili] Hmmm, how about: Kick ass when people try to kick you down.

[Milla] Good start, but I rather say: be kind to other and don’t forget to stay fabulous.

[Sasha] Keep a rational mind when confronted with difficult situations.

[Forsythe] Study hard, set your goals and work for your success.

[Lizzie] Be true to yourself, no matter how hard the world wants you to change into their way of thinking.

[Millie] Find someone who’ll love you no matter how much of a goof you are.

[Norma] Forgive yourself for mistakes you made in the past. Don’t be afraid to change for the better.

[Frazie] Believe that love will work out in the end, even if you have to work for it.

[Gisu] Keep smart and stay radical.

[Sam] Dare to experiment. Be weird and fun.

[Morris] Life is filled with music. Dance your heart out.

[Adam] Be responsible, but don’t forget to have fun.

[Raz] I love you all! Adeus, my friends!

[Connection Terminated]

[Farewell]

[Have a happy 2024]

[greenshi]

alright tell me about YOUR current favorite guy now

I AM FINALLY DOING THIS i have been. so distracted lmaooo. BUT I decided to do the guy in my icon, fifth member of weezer and best FE character, Python <3. He may not be the Number One guy in my brain right this moment, but that spot and most after it are all taken by OCs, so. We're doing him instead. Also because of this tag because I think you'd like this guy jort

ANYWAY, Python. My guy. He's a character from Fire Emblem Echoes: Shadows of Valentia, a recruitable archer early on in Alm's route.

Now, in Echoes, the class discrepancy between nobles and commoners is a prominent theme, especially in Alm's route. This is something that comes up in a lot of FE games, unsurprisingly, seeing as princes and thieves fight together side by side. And the games (at least those I've played, which is only FEA-FE3H. I know.) tend to handwave a lot of the more unsavory points of that topic. A lot of the time, conversations or supports that delve into that topic end in "yeah, being poor and starving sucks, but you know what also sucks? Being royalty! It's really hard :[" which, like, yeah, it is, but also one party here has the means to help the other, but is choosing not to instead say how their life sucks too, actually. Idk, these conversations always rubbed me in the wrong way a bit.

ALL THAT BEING SAID, Python is a commoner. And he doesnt buy any of that "being rich is hard too guys :[" shit for a Second. In his support with Clive (a nobleman knight who's opinion on the whole situation is "well some people have to be poor so I can be rich") he straight up tells him that his ideas on how society should be run are wrong and that his view on common people are condescending at best.

Python doesn't fight for honor or any sense of duty, he fights for his paycheck and his childhood friend who does feel that duty, Forsyth. Even if he and Forsyth disagree on many things, there's a mutual respect between the two, an understanding of their station, and a small rivalry between how to best navigate said station. Forsyth encourages Python to get out there, try things, put some effort into life. But Python just, doesn't see much of a point. But it's not for any depressive reason, or even straight apathy. Python just prioritizes rest and relaxation. He doesn't live to work, he has no dream job (which Forsyth takes as having no dream at all, not that Python would disagree), he just wants to enjoy his life; sleeping in the sun, having a few drinks, spending time with friends, and sharing stories and gossip.

Speaking of friends and gossip, I'm going to drop my favorite support of his, maybe even my favorite support in the whole game (even though its locked behind a dlc map like seriously what was up with this games dlc why is a support between two base game units behind a paywall-)

Going from this support, and the fact that neither of them have romantic endings, (Lukas' even saying he 'never wanted for companionship') this is a pretty clear attempt by FE at writing two aroace (or at least just aro) characters. And, idk, I think its really special. Neither are framed as missing out or needing another to be happy, the conversation is to the point and respectful, and they are both allowed to be full characters beyond this detail of their lives.

And that's a common thread through Python's character that I admire. In any other story, the character that had no want for big dreams, constant improvement, or romance would be framed as an empty person, someone deeply unhappy without anything to strive for. But, even as the other characters try and impose that narrative onto Python, that's never actually the case. He is happy as he is, doing just enough to be as comfortable as he can, taking rests and shortcuts all along the way. He will not sell his time more than he must, he will not work harder than he has to, he will not allow those who push themselves to breaking for those above them to guilt him into doing the same. He has nothing to prove, nothing to be ashamed of. In fact, the one time he could push himself, in his bad ending after Forsyth dies, *THAT* is when he is empty and miserable, fighting like his friend once did until his early, untimely death.

Python is just such a breath of fresh air. He was the one in my brain telling me say no to my boss long before Chilchuck, he is a character that not even FE has been able to write like that again (even when writing for him specifically, like his Heroes characterization is so off and bad augh). He is one of the very few canonically aro characters I can find, and I'm proud to have him napping in my icon for the foreseeable future.

[ifreakingloveroyals]

11 June 2019 | Prince William, Duke of Cambridge and Catherine, Duchess of Cambridge arrive at Keswick Market place during a visit to Cumbria in Keswick, England. The royal couple visited Keswick to join a celebration to recognise the contribution of individuals and local organisations in supporting communities and families across Cumbria. They then went on to visit a traditional fell sheep farm. (c) Ian Forsyth/Getty Images

[hresvelged]

The one wearing her face disappears, leaving alongside it nothing but bitter thoughts. She lost then, but with it emerges experience. She must cling onto that knowledge. Darkness swallows her whole, emerging with it an acidic field. This is hardly new to both herself and her comrades, for they have faced toxins prior. Now that they should be properly prepared, she expects them to hold up and endure.

If there is one person that should lead the charge, she believes it best to be her.

The axe continues to evade her, instead finding magic flickering at her fingertips. Magic has always been a strong part of both her house and the Adrestian Empire. She knows how to wield it— How to cut a path of flames forward. Even so, this one is different. It's lighter, much in opposition to what she is best with. It can add no flames to her fire. No sparks. It brightens the otherwise darkened atmosphere, bringing with it a strength she forces forward.

Edelgard recovers 1HP from Amaterasu (Terrain Resistance from Forsyth) Edelgard 6/10. Edelgard recovers 1HP from Bond; (Conditional Roll: 3) Edelgard 7/10 Edelgard 7/10HP critically hits the Golden Lich 18/18HP** with Aureola [Roll: 1 + 6 = 7] [4 / 2 HP, Golden Lich 16/18HP**, Edelgard 6/10HP]. Edelgard 6/10HP critically hits the Golden Lich 16/18HP** with Aureola [Roll: 18 + 6 = 24] [4 / 2 HP, Golden Lich 14/18HP**, Edelgard 5/10HP] Golden Lich 16/18HP** counters with Echoing Groan [Roll: 19 - 4 = 15] [3HP, Edelgard 2/10HP. Edelgard is inflicted with Minor Poison. -0.5, Edelgard 1.5/10HP

"There is no time to lose," she beckons. She stands in front of the enemy, extending her hand forward with no hesitation. Her magic fires, knocking it back away from her. Instead of a satisfying hand on the hips, she is greeted with a force of its own. Mighty, strong, deadly. "Move forward and fight."

Perhaps it is because she is still thinking of herself that draws the enemy to so cleanly strike. The princess fumbles, falling to her feet as the poison finds its way back into her veins. Her vision feels hazy, hand on her head in reluctance. Despite the odds, she stands. She's always been this way— Resilient.

@peerlessscowl @luminousrider @viridescent-lance @maligknightsthorns

pick your poison / team eight silver round

[megsboard]

"Prince Harry and Prince Seeiso Sentebale charity has partnered with Ki Smith Gallery NYC to explore art and impact with an art exhibition titled 'Friend', a free public Op Art (optical art, optical illusion) and Minimalism which will open to the public, Dec 14 2024 to Jan 19 2025, with 100% gallery profits donated to Sentebale."

"Exhibition will be free to attend with an option for visitors to make on-site donations to Sentebale."

"Ki Smith Gallery, 170 Forsyth St, NYC."

"All artwork is for sale. Proceeds support the work of Sentebale with vulnerable children and young people in Southern Africa. Donations are welcomed on-site."

“We are deeply grateful to Ki for curating this remarkable exhibition and for traveling with us to Lesotho and South Africa in October [2024] to witness firsthand the impact of Sentebale’s work.” Prince Harry

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Championing Art and Impact https://sussex.com/championing-art-and-impact

https://www.kismithgallery.com

https://sentebale.org/vip-cocktail-reception-at-ki-smith-gallery-in-nyc-kicked-off-friend-an-exhibition-to-benefit-sentebale

[four-loose-screws]

FE2 Novelization Translation - Chapter 3 Part 2

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Chapter 3 - To Zofia Castle

Part 2  - The Night Before Storming Zofia Castle

"The castle really is everything it's said to be! I've heard the rumors, but I never imagined it would be this beautiful! The entire building was made with marble mixed with seashell plaster to harden it, allowing it to stand tall and sturdy throughout its long history. Doesn't it look just like a mountain range covered in snow?" Gray said as he looked at the breathtaking view of Zofia Castle from atop the fort watchtower. He was currently drawing a rough diagram of it on a piece of parchment. He was so blown away by how beautiful it was that he said his thoughts aloud to Tobin next to him, who was looking through his telescope and counting how many units were stationed within it.

"It's more like a white rose covered in thorns! Desaix's units are everywhere!" Tobin said, still looking through the telescope. 

Gray held out his brush, using it to measure the rough dimensions of the castle.

Upon retaking the southern fort and successfully rescuing Clair, Alm ordered Gray, Tobin, Kliff, and Silque to stay there. It was likely that Desaix would send more of his units once he realized that it had been captured, so in order to protect their new base, Alm left four of his units there.

"We'll be right back." Alm had said to them, then left with Lukas and Clair to go to the cave where Clive and the others were waiting. 

And so, the other four members of the Deliverance were now gathered together at the southern fort, and had to immediately start planning their attack on the castle.

"It has a moat and a castle wall, making it a perfect castle for defense. Because there's no opening that allows the army stationed inside to go on the offensive, once we break their defenses, it might as well be a sand castle. But getting to that point will be tricky." Gray said as he switched to a finer brush to write down the distance between different locations on his diagram. 

Tobin nudged his shoulder. 

When he turned around, Tobin was already looking through the telescope out the watchtower window, and down at the fort courtyard.

"What is it?" Gray asked.

Tobin did not respond with words, but pointed at something. 

There were two people in the embankment, where the enemy archer had stood. They were Kliff and Silque.

"Looks like they're having a good time!" Tobin commented.

"A very good time!" Gray responded with a grin on his face.

From this far away, they couldn't hear what the two were talking about, but their shoulders were touching, and they appeared to be talking very intimately, like two lovebirds spreading their wings and resting together.

-

 "Lukas!"

"Forsyth!"

Upon seeing his little sister's safe return after being prepared to receive news of her death, Clive's expression lit up with such joy that it looked as if he was going crazy. 

But Lukas and Forsyth might have been even happier upon their reunion.

They called each other out by name, then hugged hard as they could, and Forsyth unabashedly cried big, wet tears.

They were both Soldiers, and units of the same class generally have a stronger bond than those who are not. Meaning also that Clive's sadness over losing fellow Cavalier Mathilda must have been the reason why he could not truly celebrate his reunion with Clair.

"Where's Mathilda?" Lukas asked. 

Clive told him everything that happened. 

Knowing that it was her fault Mathilda ran off, all of the color drained from Clair's face. "I'm sorry, everyone. Especially to you, Brother. Please, forgive me." 

Mathilda was always very kind, and often encouraged Clair, who was timid due to her gentle nature. Clair thought of her like an older sister. She knew she felt that way because she was Clive's sister, and Mathilda was deeply in love with Clive. Clair knew that he also felt the exact same way about her.

Standing a slight distance away from everyone else as their excitement overflowed was the archer Python. From the moment Lukas returned, Python was wary of the young man he brought with him to the cave. In fact, he thought Clive and Forsyth were the weird ones, so easily able to open their hearts and share their joys and sadness in front of a guest when they had no idea who he was or where he came from.

Lukas explained everything, highlighting that he brought Alm with him because he was of Mycen's bloodline, and that he witnessed the strange experience Alm had at the remote Mila Shrine. But even after that, Python's feelings did not change. Python was a unit who valued hard facts most of all, and would not believe anything until he saw it with his own eyes, even if he had heard of it one hundred times before. It was set in stone that he would not consider Python his ally until Alm approached him directly and showed him Desaix's head.

"Let's trust what Lukas says for now." Python said. "And accept this boy's worth as someone of Sir Mycen's bloodline. If Mycen has fallen ill and sent Alm directly himself, then we should accept his aid. Alm also seems to be someone special who has received Mila's divine blessing. When I see his face, I can tell immediately that there is something mysterious about him. But right now, you're our leader, Clive. I want to hear what your plan is."

Clive's expression suddenly became serious. Python wasn't the only one asking him that question. It had to be the question on the minds of the other remaining members of the Knights of Zofia as well.

He said, "Lukas saw everything with his very own eyes, so it must all be true. I believe Alm is fit to be the Deliverance's general even just because of his strategy that retook the southern fort alone."

Python responded with the topic that concerned him most. "He might not feel obligated to save Mathilda."

"I don't think that's true." Clive answered without a moment's hesitation. However, that instant, clear reply only revealed how unsure he was. 

'Clive surely remembers what Mathilda said to him when she ran off. That he is unqualified to be leader.' Python thought. 'Even now, he might still have lost the determination needed to lead the Deliverance.'

Python growled. Until now, he'd never once felt that Clive, as their leader, would do something as unsightly as show weakness in front of everyone. If that were still the case, Python probably would have immediately accepted Alm without any worries weighing on his mind. 

Python, as his friend, remembered how much pain Clive was in right now. The Knights of Zofia were not built on the ideal that combat strength and ability was everything. Power and strength bring people to trust each other, but trust alone was not the reason why they could put their lives in each other's hands. Their bonds were stronger than trust - almost as close as family.

'Time might be able to heal Clive's wounds.' Python thought, and decided to accept Alm as their general for the time being. Still, that did not mean that he approved of him one hundred percent, and so he started to interrogate Alm, partially as a means to convey his feelings to the others.

"There's just one thing I want to confirm." Python said. "What is your opinion of Emperor Rudolf of the Rigel Empire?"

"I've heard that he is a naturally gifted leader, and that he is both kind to and popular with the people. However, he is Zofia's greatest fear. He must be removed from power." Alm said without even a hint of hesitation. 

Python continued, "How must his power be taken from him? Through an alliance with another country?"

"Achieving a balance of power is an illusion. Judging by the current relationship between Zofia and Rigel, an alliance would clearly be meaningless. History has proven that to be true."

"Then shall power be taken from him through a treaty?"

"Treaties are relative. They change based on the current era. As I said, Rudolf is Zofia's greatest fear." Alm stated once again, and looked directly into Python's eyes. "Rudolf must be killed. That is my ultimate goal. Killing Desaix and liberating Zofia is the first step towards achieving that goal."

"Then we are of the exact same opinion. I will serve you." Python said, took Alm's hand, and kissed it. The gesture was how the Knights of Zofia swore their fealty to their lord.

-

The run-down assembly hall in the western fort was turned into a temporary strategy meeting room, and all the members of the Deliverance, excluding Mathilda, gathered around the small light of a lanturn. Upon seeing Gray and Clive's horses nuzzle each other the moment they met, everyone naturally felt as if they were all destined to meet each other.

They were currently in the middle of a strategy meeting, planning their attack on the castle. Everyone helped to place a piece of the fort's door, which Alm had smashed during their siege, on top of a rock, and roll out Gray's diagram of Zofia Castle on top of that. 

"Your diagram is amazing! It has details that even we didn't know about!" Gasped Forsyth, normally one to make calm and collected decisions even in the heat of battle, in astonishment as he looked it over. It was now complete with Tobin's analysis and predictions for the army's battle stations.

"I'm shocked that such talent was hidden in a remote village! They're all going to be a huge help to us!" Lukas said and slapped his hand on Forsyth's shoulder. 

Gray, Tobin, Kliff, and Silque all heard what he said and all looked at each other while scoffing, remembering that Lukas had argued against taking them along until the last second.

"Zofia Castle was built for defense. That is why Rigel makes fun of it and says it's like a castle made out of toy blocks." Python said.

The conversation naturally gravitated towards Alm and Clive trading ideas back and forth to develop their battle strategy, but Python, as the member among them quickest to anger, interjected every chance he got. Their forces were all very strong, but when they compared themselves to Desaix's army, they were vastly outnumbered. Python served a role akin to the person stirring the fire as they perfected their strategy that they had to construct with extreme caution, making the others in the group resent him from time to time.

"The moat has two bridges over it, and the castle wall has two gates. But if we can break through that far, then we have a chance." Clive said, and proposed to split up into two groups. 

Clive and Python would take the east bridge, with Forsyth in the middle. The western bridge would also utilize the same Cavalier-Soldier-Archer formation with Gray, Tobin, and Lukas. That choice was the most logical, and no one objected to it.

After finalizing that decision, Clive said to Clair, "You can fly over the castle wall, right?"

"Of course! It was the training grounds for me and my pegasus!"

Though it was being used as Desaix's base, Zofia's Castle was like a home to the Knights of Zofia. Clive and Clair's interaction made Alm and the others realize the suffering the surviving members experienced by being chased out of the castle.

"The gate does not open from the outside. You are the only one of us that can do it. You understand how important this role is, right?"

Clair nodded deeply at her brother's words. 

Looking at Gray's diagram, there were three archers guarding the castle gate. Their arrows could easily reach a flying pegasus, and Clair would be flying straight towards them. Their biggest gamble all rested on this part of the strategy. Whether or not they entered the castle depended entirely on if Clair could open the gate from the inside. In other words, everything hinged on whether she lived or died.

"This is our momentous first battle as the Deliverance! We shall call our strategy, 'Clair's Wings!'" Alm said. 

Clair stared straight at him. Underneath her bright blue, thick bangs, there was a faint light in her eyes that might have been tears.

"Where should we position Silque?" Alm asked. The position of healer units had a close effect on the tide of battle.

"The five of us remaining from the Knights of Zofia could march through the castle with our eyes closed. Let's put her behind our allies from Ram Village first. We'll be fine until we reconvene, and just use Vulneraries on our wounds."

Clive handed down his decision without hesitation, then on the diagram on the west bridge, which Gray and his group was responsible for, wrote down her name, "Shilk."

"I will go ahead of Clive." Alm said.

"When Clair opens the gate, I will immediately rush inside to be her reinforcement. Everyone else should continually assess the current state of battle, and proceed with caution. Once the gate is open, both the east and west groups should focus on reconvening. The two Cavaliers will be the vanguard with the Archers in the middle, and the Soldiers will guard the rear. The Cavaliers and Soldiers should put more effort into defense than offense, and the archers should prioritize offense. My only target will be Desaix, and I will charge directly into the castle. Clair will fly ahead and report to me the foes I will need to face. Even if I am injured, I will not hesitate. I will focus solely on locating Desaix until I find him."

As Alm explained his strategy, both Clive and Python were rather impressed, but Alm did not think it was that impressive. He simply decided it sufficient to expand on the scope of the strategies he would plan while defending Ram Village from Brigands; and saw finer details the Knights of Zofia did not notice, as he had more real combat experience.

He next addressed Kliff directly. "You will protect Silque. Do not hold back. Whether you need to use fire or lightning, you must strike down any foe that comes near her. This is a very important assignment. You'll be able to get all the rest you need after the battle. Do not let up your spells until you have defeated every last enemy."

"I've known to do just that since long before you told me to." Kliff said, and held out his fist towards her. 

His dependable words and tone made her face turn red as she bumped his fist back, a gesture Gray and Tobin would never miss. They both looked at each other and whistled.

The scene made Clive chuckle as he wrote down Kliff's name as "Klih" next to "Shilk."

Kliff noticed the spelling and clarified, "You're a little off. It's K-L-I-H-S. There's an S at the end."

"That's an unusual way of spelling it." Lukas said.

"That's how my mother spelled it. She's from the countryside."

"Yeah, must be a countryside thing." Lukas said, and everyone laughed, the cheer in their voices relieving the strategy room of the tension it has been filled with since they started to decide their tactics for the next morning's battle.

-

With their strategy complete and perfected, they all entered their makeshift beds early, but could not sleep with the day ahead of them that would decide their fates. Forced to wait until the next morning to act, each member of the Deliverance spent the night unable to sleep for their own reasons.

Clive thought about Matilda. She might already be gone. Since there was no sign of her her at the western fort where Clair was being held hostage, it was logical to think that she might have been killed by Desaix's army here several days ago. 'But now is not the time to be overcome by grief! Tomorrow we will liberate Zofia Castle, and make our teacher's dying wish a reality!' Clive thought, and shut his eyes tight.

Lukas and Forsyth decided that if they could not sleep, they might as well practice sparring together, and went outside.

Python spread his arrows out across his bed and polished them with oil. Gray and Tobin, perhaps because they were from a remote rural town and did not mind their manners so much, talked all about how cute Clair was, despite only having just met her today. Gray proposed to make the battle tomorrow a competition, and whoever lost would have to graciously give up pursuing her to the other. Tobin accepted the bet, then responded by saying, "Clair is mine!!"

Clair herself, meanwhile, was in her bed in a separate room from the men, thinking about Alm. His skill with his sword that he displayed atop the watchtower… His regality as a general despite his young age… The kindness of his heart, that he would name their strategy after her, a soldier beneath his rank… Silque said that he was the person who would rule over all of Valentia. Clair saw him as an ideal person.

If anyone had looked at it, they would have realized Kliff's bed was empty. After everyone went to lay down, he continued to stare into the strategy room, still lit in the bright lamp light, from the shadows.

"Even with such a significant difference between our numbers and Desaix's, the actions a healer unit takes are more important than offense." Alm said before continuing to give Silque his carefully detailed briefing to her. 

While Kliff of course felt nervous before their decisive battle, he also could not sleep because he felt uneasy about Alm and Silque being alone together. Alm spoke softly, but his words still reached Kliff's ears.

"I've assigned Kliff to be your guard, but sometimes his kindness can backfire. You might think of me as insecure for doing this, but I have requested Forsyth to be a second guard for you as well. You have no reason to worry."

At his current strength, Kliff had no other choice than to realize Alm was right. He watched Silque nod in response, and bit his lip.

But what Kliff was worried about was not the idea that Alm did not really trust him to be able to do the job. He was afraid that Silque would reveal the secret of Alm's fate directly to Alm. Until the tragedy completely played itself out, even Alm himself should know nothing. His tragedy was to be the sacrifice made in exchange for world peace and stability, and was directly connected to Mila, Duma, and Valentia's fates. 

'His secret will move the gods, meaning…' That was as far as Kliff's thoughts got before the lantern went out. He hurried to his bed so that they would not see him.