#{ i specially crafted this bird pun for you leora

[macawbre]

A new exercise craze has taken over the continents and has now infiltrated Fodlan’s borders. A group of people claiming to be professional instructors are hosting a class promoting ‘The Askr’ along with other various aerobic, high-energy exercises to keep one warm! If the new wave and synth pop beats don’t get you moving, then maybe the brightly-colored leotards, headbands and legwarmers will grab your attention. (Or maybe you’re just there for the cute men and women in said leotards). [Grants Heavy Armor +1]

No way. These guys were weird but not his kind of weird. And that was weird, right? Heck, it was as cold as a corpse and these guys were out, clad in their neon leotards and legwarmers, crunching to some music he had never heard in his life. Kinda sounded like this was a Freddybear gig, actually! (No offense to the guy, but he was tooootally this brand of weird. Missed him! But deeefinitely didn't miss the 6 AM cardio.) He popped his head in, ducking behind a couple gals and pals that were about twice his size. "Hey pal, you mind giving me a lift? Nya ha ha! I think one of my old army pals must be mixed up with your posse."

The thumbs up from the guy was as good as a sign as any.

"Hup!" Pushing himself up, he hung off the buff guy's shoulders and skittered his feet a little to catch his balance. Henry scanned the plaza, looking for the good ol' bush of hair, trimmed to perfection. "Mhm. Mhmmm." A pause. "Yeah, I got nothing, ahaha~"

"Sorry, my guy, guess your buff shoulders will be of more use to someone else."

"Actually, before you go..." The instructor pulled him in, whispering something discrete with a wide smile.

insert increasingly distressed montage of Henry training here

A couple of weeks had passed and it was now up to him to pick up some new recruits. Yeah, okay. This was fun and all? And yeah, okay, Frederick's routine was way wayyyy more difficult. But his body felt all tingly and not in the fun way... So he was just going to put his back into recruiting a few sad suckers and make for the hills.

"Hey! Hey you!"

He skipped up to the guy with his best selling smile—the only smile he's ever known, actually— and popped his hands up in celebration. Yes. For those inquiring: he did commit to the leotard. "Congrats! A birdie told me you might be looking for a new exercise routine that's sure to get your muscles roaring. I mean, between you and me, I've grown from a sad sack of a mage to a sad sack that's kind of happy, too."

"How's about it? Up for some exercise?"

@lionheartsoath

puffin and poundin' away {