#Obadiah Archer

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Faith #3

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OBADIAH ARCHER from ARCHER AND ARMSTRONG (VALIANT COMICS)

JUSTIFICATION:

"okay so literally her backstory involves being raised in a religious cult by fundies who believe everything is on purpose by "the evil marxist liberal democrat state" and yet...and yet. she finds out her parents are evil and worship a literal demon of greed and she freaks out and goes on a journey to find herself with armstrong, a literal mesopotamian god who's...kind of like marvel's thor, personality wise, and looks like an average hairy "cub" in gay parlance. armstrong, probably being bisexual, would sense that archer is some kind of trans girl egg and he would try to gently sway her into the direction of finding herself, safely away from her fundie cult leader parents, while teaching her about the lgbt community. i think if she realized she was trans it would help with a lot of internalized bigotry. plus, her current partner in valiant comics lore, faith herbert, is canonically bisexual spectrum/queer, and probably would be ready and willing to help archer explore her gender if need be." - @sunkern-plus

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Mission: Improbable (2014) Reading Order is now live on Omniverse Comics Guide!

Obadiah Archer has gained way too much power, so Project Rising Spirit send Bloodshot and HARD Corps to take him down. Can Armstrong stay sober long enough to rescue Archer from PRS? And whose side is Bloodshot really on? MISSION: IMPROBABLE (2014) has been added to the Omniverse Comics Guide!  Find out what you need to read, in what order and what to pick up next!

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Archer & Armstrong Get New Comic Book Series

Valiant Entertainment has announced the return of buddies Archer & Armstrong. Archer & Armstrong Forever hails from writer Steve Foxe, artist Marcio Fiorito, colorist Alex Guimarães, and letterer Hassan Otsmane-Elhaou.

“When the carefree, hard-drinking, and immortal Aram Anni-Padda, a.k.a. Armstrong, seemingly loses his ability to heal from any wound and believes his days as an immortal are finally coming to an end, his young and optimistic best friend Obadiah Archer will travel the world in search of mythical artifacts to save his dear friend.” (Valiant Entertainment)

Archer & Armstrong Forever #1 goes on sale on May 4, 2022. The first issue will also have a 1:250 Burnt Wood Variant Cover...for reals.

(Image via Valiant Entertainment - Artwork for Archer & Armstrong Forever by Bernard Chang after Barry Windsor-Smith)

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A&A: The Adventures of Archer and Armstrong #4

Writer - Rafer Roberts

Pencils - David LaFuente

Cover - David LaFuente with Brian Reber

Everyone’s out of that bag!  But now Archer and Armstrong have to deal with a fully suped-up Bacchus who’s 50 feet tall, drunk as a skunk, and in control of an army of frat boys, sorority girls and drunken Santas!  No problem, right?

While not quite as funny as previous chapters, this issue still has some fun bits and great dialogue.  Trying to sober up a 50-foot goat-man is just so silly, it just pays off wonderfully! 

We get a nice wrap-up to Armstrong’s arc here as well when he finally gets to come to terms with how he’s treated his friends in the past.  It’s not often you get legitimate character development in a humor book, so that’s a nice touch.  I hope we continue to get that throughout the series.

A fun wrap-up to the freshman storyline.  Totally worth reading!

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2017. 05/04　fan art by yamamura Archer

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April 10

After discovering his evangelist preacher parents molesting children from their congregation, Obadiah Archer is captured by his parents, who attempt to murder him and destroy evidence of their crimes by tying him up in their house and setting fire to it. Archer does his best to call upon his faith in God to give him the power to save himself, promising God to bring his parents to justice should God give him the power to get free. He manages to escape, but blacks out from the smoke, and has a near-death experience. Archer sneaks out of the hospital and eventually stows away on a freighter, eventually making his way to a Buddhist monastery in Ladakh, high in the Himalayas. The monks observe that he has extraordinary control over his body, able to perform difficult martial arts moves with ease. He also displays flawless skill with a bow and arrow, which Archer says is an after-effect of his near-death experience. Now a young man, he returns to the United States to bring his parents to justice, as well as any other evildoers he meets. After arriving in California, Archer learns that his parents were arrested and imprisoned a few weeks after he left the States. His purpose lost, he wanders the streets, uncertain of what to do. Eventually, he encounters a scruffy-looking vagrant sitting on the sidewalk who calls himself simply "Armstrong", and asks for spare change. Because no one raised in a Buddhist monastery can refuse to give alms, Archer hands over his last five dollars. Impressed with Archer's generosity, Armstrong takes him for a beer, and regales him with his past exploits, which span thousands of years. Armstrong is a 10,000-year-old immortal who possesses superhuman strength, near-invulnerability, and the ability to heal quickly from injuries. They debut in Archer & Armstrong #0 (April 10, 1992).

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Fred Van Lente's Archer & Armstrong is so great.

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A&A- The Adventures of Archer & Armstrong #11

Writer: Rafer Roberts

Art: Mike Norton

Colors: Allen Passalaqua

Letters: Dave Sharpe

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MCU sword and sorcery au

This is a purely medieval setting like Narnia, the dragon prince or Warcraft. Mostly because I don’t want to clog up my modern fantasy/88 tag. Anyway. Let’s begin

The kingdom of California: oldest kingdom, technologically advanced and prosperous. Allied with Manhattan.

Anthony Stark. King

Virginia Stark. Queen.

Morgan Stark. Only child and heir

Peter Parker. Anthony’s ward and squire

Harley Keener. Anthony’s beneficiary and squire.

James Rhodes. Knight and Anthony’s best friend

Harold Hogan. Anthony’s bodyguard

May Hogan. Peter’s aunt and guardian. Virginia’s lady’s maid. Harold’s wife

Steven Stark. Anthony’s adoptive brother. Wanda’s husband.

Buchanan Stark. Anthony’s adoptive brother.

Bruce Banner. Court inventor. Cursed to be a wereorc.

Michelle Jones. Rhodes’s ward. Peter’s lover.

Edward Leeds. Bruce’s apprentice. Peter’s best friend

Carol Danvers. Anthony’s court mage.

Nicolas Fury. Anthony’s chief advisor.

Maria Hill. Captain of the army

The Kingdom of Manhattan: made up mostly of farmers and archers but still advanced and prosperous. Allied with California.

Clinton Barton. King.

Laura Barton. Queen

Cooper Barton. First born and heir

Lila Barton. Middle child.

Nathaniel Barton. Youngest child

Natasha Banner. Clinton’s adoptive sister. Captain of the army. Bruce’s wife

Wanda Rogers. Clinton’s ward and court mage. Stevens wife.

Pietro Maximoff. Clinton’s ward, Wanda’s twin brother and assistant.

Thomas Rogers. Wanda’s son. Inherited her magic. Steven’s stepson

William Rogers. Wanda’s son. Inherited her magic. Thomas’s twin brother. Steven’s stepson

Kate Bishop. Clinton’s ward and star archer.

Yelena Belova. Natasha’s long lost sister. Knight in training

Allies to the allied kingdoms: these people live on the border between California and Manhattan and have helped them both. Sometimes against their better judgment

Henry Pym. Inventor.

Janet Pym. Inventor. Henry’s wife

Scott Lang. Small time bandit. Ally to Steven Stark

Hope Lang. Inventor. Henry and Janet’s daughter. Scott’s second wife

James Paxton. Sheriff.

Margaret Paxton. James Paxton’s wife. Scott’s ex wife

Cassandra Lang. Scott and Maggie’s daughter

Stephen Strange. Healer. Sorcerer at Kamar-Taj.

Kingdom of Asgard and the Guardians: Asgard is a kingdom in the vast mountain ranges. The Guardians are a group of freelance mercenaries currently settled in the kingdom

Thor Odinson. King

Valkyrie Odinson. Queen

Loki Laufeyson. Frost Giant. Thor’s adoptive brother. And a constant pain in his side.

Sylvie Laufeydottir. Frost Giant. Loki’s literal other half and lover

Peter Quill. Half dark magus. Leader of the Guardians. Grew up as part of the marauding Ravagers before setting off on his own

Gamora Quill. Orc. Adoptive daughter of a warlord before she escaped. Fantastic warrior. Quill’s wife.

Drax. Troll. A great warrior and chieftain until his entire clan was wiped out. Now allied with Quill

Rocket. Used to be a regular human. But was cursed into the form of a sentient raccoon. Weapons expert

Groot. The spirit of a sentient tree. Rocket’s surrogate son

Mantis Quill. Half wood elf. Half dark magus. Peter Quill’s half sister. Drax’s adoptive daughter

Kraglin Obfonteri. Human. Quill’s adoptive brother in their old Ravagers clan

Nebula Obfenteri. Dark elf. Gamora’s adoptive sisters. Also escaped from Thanos a little while after her. Sees Anthony as a father figure. Kraglin’s wife.

The heretic hoard: criminals, murderers and villains working against the allied kingdoms

Thanos. Orc warlord. Kidnapped trained and abused Gamora and Nebula from a young age

Obadiah Stane. Anthony’s old regent. Uses his knowledge of the kingdom to help the hoard win

Quentin Beck. Dark magus. Anthonys former mage. Is the only one who’s ever come close to beating Parker in a fight.

Yon-Rogg. Carol’s former mentor who intentionally sabotaged her training to keep her under his thumb.

Agatha Harkness. Psychotic witch. Wanda’s nemesis.

Alexander Pearce. Former friend and ally of Nicholas Fury.

Mobius M Mobius. Loki and Sylvia’s former captor.

Eugene Thompson. Dark magus in training. Quentin’s protégé. Peter Parker’s old bully.

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A&A: The Adventures of Archer and Armstrong #3

Writer - Rafer Roberts

Pencils - David LaFuente

Cover - David LaFuente with Brian Reber

Variant Covers  - Kano and Ben Oliver

Mary-Maria and the boys have to fight their way past garbage monsters, goblins and lizard men trying to escape Armstrong’s magic satchel, and a drunken Archer isn’t much help.  But Bacchus has already gotten up into the world and has found a raging frat party to begin replenishing his power!

OK, I have to be honest, this issue had me rolling!  There were so many “laugh out loud” moments for me that I had to stop reading and just laugh! Roberts’s dialogue is so sharp and funny this issue!  I can’t say enough.  I’m more a “smile of appreciation,” or “small chuckle” kind of guy, but I was really laughing here!  

But under all the humor there’s a nice character arc for Armstrong as he starts to learn he’s made some mistakes in his past and hasn’t always treated his friends very well.  There’s a bit of a melancholy moment of realization for him. It’s a nice character beat for a 6000 year old guy!

LaFuente’s art continues to add to the humor and chaos of this series.  Truly a fun addition to the storytelling.  I occasionally find his layouts a bit confusing, but that’s usually tied to the nature of what��s happening on the page, so I just roll with it.

Great issue for anyone who needs a good laugh!

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blood 1 - Strange/Stark!Reader

Relationship: Dr. Strange/Princess!Stark!Reader

Rating: M

Warnings: Adult Themes, eventual smut (like, wayyy down the line), adult language, implied sexual violence, general violence

Synopsis: Reader is the daughter of the legendary King Anthony Stark, Uniter of Lands, The Iron Defender, and leader of the realm. When the king disappears during battle, hope is lost and he is presumed dead.

When the late king’s uncle, Obadiah, takes the throne until your brother Peter is of age, he quickly arranges a marriage for you with a wicked king in a neighboring kingdom.

With the realms politics in question, and rumors of an upcoming siege to overthrow Peter’s rule before it starts, you quickly learn who is loyal to the crown and who is not.

Masterlist 

Chapter Playlist

1 - an empty grave

Cast:

The Royal House Stark:

King Obadiah Stark (Obadiah Stane)

King Anthony Stark (presumed dead)

Queen Virginia Stark (Pepper)

The Late Queen Alexandra Stark (your mother)

Princess Stark!Reader- you

Prince Peter Stark (Peter Parker)

Princess Morgan Stark

Knights:

Sir Samuel Wilson

Sir Steven Rogers

Sir Clinton Barton

Spellcasters/Master Sorcerers/Sorceresses:

Stephen Strange

Wanda Maximoff

Master Wong

Loyal to House Stark:

Natalia Romanoff (Natasha)- Assassin

James Barnes- her partner

Prince Thor- of Asgard, United with Stark’s kingdom

Prince Loki- of Asgard

Lady Brunhilde- of Asgard

Lady Sif- of Asgard

King T’Challa- of Wakanda

Princess Shuri- of Wakanda

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In a final twist of irony, the day of the funeral was bright and warm. 

You’d stood quietly while the priest recited his words, while candles were lit, while the Queen trembled silently next to you. You held Morgan’s hand, you listened while the choir sang, the ominous sound reverberating through your chest. 

The mourners in black whispered while the royal family walked up to an empty coffin. You touched the polished wood, fist tightening at your side. Pepper bowed her head, reciting a quiet prayer. 

How stupid. All of this was stupid. Praying to an empty box, crying over nothing. 

You kept your eyes down, lest you betray your own thoughts. Now wasn’t the time for rebellion. Not when your queen step-mother was relying so heavily on tradition and ritual to get through the day. It’d be borderline cruel to start antagonizing her in this way. 

No, you’d wait. 

Peter, your half-brother in blood but full brother in heart, touched your elbow, pulling you from your thoughts, and guiding you away from the coffin. He kept his eyes forward, expression stoic while he lead the family back to their positions in the massive cathedral. 

“They’ll pay for this,” he murmured low into your ear, as if reading your mind. The words were laced with a malice you’d never heard from the normally cheerful prince. 

You didn’t reply, instead you grabbed your younger brother’s hand and gave it a tight squeeze. A silent agreement. 

The attack had been a betrayal of one of the kingdom’s oldest allies, a neighboring kingdom ruled by someone your father had once trusted with his life. 

Apparently nothing was sacred anymore. 

The funeral ended somberly, mourners murmuring amongst each other, ladies fawning over Pepper, though the queen looked none too pleased with the attention. 

You searched the crowd for a pair of familiar of blue eyes, finding their owner tucked away from the crowd in a secluded corner. He was speaking quietly to the sorceress, Wanda, his eyes flicking up to meet your gaze. With a small nod, he signaled you over.

Weaving through the mass of people, you slipped into the conversation with Wanda regarding you, frowning in sympathy.

“I’m so sorry, your highness,” she whispered, bowing her head. “Your father was a good man, and an honest king. The realm is less for this loss.”

“Thank you,” your tone was colder than you’d intended, a reflection of the bitterness taking form within. Clearing your throat, you tried again, softer and more agreeable this time. “He truly was the best of us.”

Stephen sent Wanda a quick glance and the sorceress excused herself, parting the hall in a hurry.

“You’re angry,” he noted quietly. 

“Am I?” you hummed, quirking a brow up at your friend. “I thought I was supposed to be sad?”

“You’re allowed to be angry,” he replied, folding his hands behind his back. “It just means you understand the injustice of it all.”

“Peter wants revenge,” you stated, mimicking his motion and staring out at the sea of royals and court members. 

“Understandable,” he murmured. “I imagine a number of officials feel similarly.”

“He isn’t old enough to take the throne,” you supplied. “We can’t go to war without a seated leader.”

“It wouldn’t be the first time an heir succeeded in an unorthodox manner,” he noted before turning his head to look at you. “How are you, truly?”

You opened your mouth to reply, words catching in your throat. You felt hollow. You felt like you wanted to scream until you woke up from whatever nightmare you were caught in. Your heart felt like it had been ripped from your chest and stomped on. 

“I’m not certain,” you finally confessed, hands straining against each other behind your back. “Part of me wants to ride through the night and kill that traitor. The other wants to curl on the ground and fill the empty grave myself.”

He nodded in understanding.

“Grief is a powerful thing,” he replied softly, scanning the room before turning and giving you his full attention . “Would you like hide in the observatory a while?”

You looked up to him in surprise. The room was still full of mourners, citizens, and members of the court. Your duty would be to talk to everyone as they passed, pulling the burden off of Pepper.

“Can we?” you asked, voice cracking at the thought of having to converse any further.

Stephen gave you a mischievous smirk, nudging you toward a side door of the church. You followed his lead, slipping out of sight and tucking yourselves away from the crowds inside a small alcove. 

“They’ll want to focus on Peter and the queen anyway,” he noted casually, drawing up a portal with his fingers. “No point in dwelling. I’ll tell anyone who asks that you fainted from the stress and required immediate medical attention.”

“I’m sure they’ll all believe it,” you retorted with a matching grin, taking his hand and letting him help you through the portal with all of your heavy mourning apparel. 

The observatory had been a new addition to the palace after Stephen had arrived as its master sorcerer. Before, it’d been an abandoned archer’s tower, last used by the late king’s father, Howard, as a means of defense against the previously antagonistic kingdoms. 

After King Anthony had taken the throne and negotiated trade and peace treaties with the nearby kings, the reinforcements had largely been forgotten. 

Stephen had suggested it as an ideal place to study the cosmos above, and after some urging on your part, your father agreed to let the two of you repair the small space. When the foundation had been fixed to his specifications, Stephen added another enchantment to increase the size internally.

From there, the two of you worked to fill the space with objects of learning and interest. 

The walls had been lined with stacks of books, maps of the universe, and healing runes. Tables had been set with with all sorts of alchemical experiments, glowing amulets, and charmed quills. A small greenhouse had been established on one of the many turret balconies, where you helped tend to some medicinal herbs and enchanted florals. 

It was a place of peace and knowledge in a world of chaos and ignorance and in it, Stephen had taken the time to teach you the secrets of the universe. It was one of the few places you knew you truly could belong without judgement. 

“I’m not convinced this isn’t sabotage,” he stated once you were alone, the glowing orange portal snapping shut behind him. 

“What makes you say that?” you asked, lifting a book, flipping through a few pages in an attempt to distract yourself from his blunt words. You agreed there was some kind of malice involved in the attack, but sabotage suggested someone within the kingdom had betrayed your father. For such as honest and good your father was, your heart couldn’t handle such a reality.

“Whispers in the village,” he answered tersely. “Wanda was giving me her report when you approached. She is traveling to the next village over as we speak.”

“Rumlow betrayed his alliance,” you replied bitterly, refusing to look up from your book, though you couldn’t tell what the thing was about. Plants? Chaos magic? “What more is there to discover?”

“Why did he do it?” he asked. “What motivation does he have to sever one of the strongest military alliances in history?” 

“Greed? We’ve had a surprise in economic activity since the scholar agreement with Wakanda,” you guessed with a shrug. “This isn’t a smart man we’re dealing with. I’m met him once before. He’s ambitious and motivated, but not particularly clever.”

“Peter is almost of age, your father has prepared him for his new role thoroughly,” he continued, pacing the space. “It doesn’t make sense. Everyone is well aware he will be of age to take the throne in six months time, and now this just ensures his placement.”

“Not everything does,” you reminded him. “You taught me that. Or don’t you remember?”

You paused after a moment, peeking up from the book after letting his words settle.

“Maybe he plans to use Peter’s inexperience against him?” you suggested quietly. It wasn’t a pleasant thought, but even with the training and learning, Peter was a different person than your father, perhaps not in morals but certainly in other areas like strategy and planning. 

“I intend to get to the bottom of this,” he stated, his hand tightening at his side. You’d never seen Stephen so inflamed before. “At the very least, I can try to retrieve his body. Negotiate a dignified exchange.”

The words pierced your heart far more painfully than you’d anticipated, your hand gave a jerk and you dropped the book you’d been fidgeting with while he spoke. 

The mental image of your fathers head on a pike outside of Rumlow’s keep was enough to make you nauseous. 

“I’m sorry,” Stephen’s tone shifted at your reaction. “I’m getting ahead of myself.”

“Don’t apologize,” you assured him, clearing your throat and composing yourself. “You’re just doing your job. It’s why he trusted you to the position. You’re asking the questions that need to be asked.”

He watched you pluck the book off the ground and toss it on a nearby table with a low sigh. This was a precarious position he found himself in. 

On the one hand, he’d been appointed as the Master Sorcerer of this castle and this realm. He had an obligation to serve that role and ensure the safety of the kingdom’s inhabitants. Not to mention, his obligation as a peacekeeper in his position as Sorcerer Supreme at Kamar-Taj.

On the other, you were his dearest friend and companion, and the obvious hurt you were suffering made his other duties nearly impossible to focus on. It was no wonder Kamar-Taj frowned on intimate attachments, they did provide a distraction from the ambivalent roles sorcerers and sorceresses were bound to play. 

He wanted to serve as an unbiased judge in this troubling time, but his heart wanted him to seek justice and bring peace to your troubled mind. 

His eyes drifted to the telescope at the edge of the room and an idea hit him.

Perhaps a distraction was best for the time being? A small respite to pull away from the doom and gloom of the immediate future.

“Do you remember that star cluster I showed you last week?” he asked, hooking and arm over your shoulder and guiding you toward the window. “There’s a fascinating change that’s been occurring.”

It was still relatively bright out, though with the sun was just starting to dip over the horizon, there was enough darkness to point out the phenomena he’d discovered the night before. 

“Let me adjust-,” he tinkered with the measurements before signaling for you to lean in. “Do you see it?” 

“They’re changing color,” you noted with a small gasp of excitement. “That’s a promising omen, isn’t it?” 

Your expression had brightened considerably when you looked up at him. 

“It is,” he nodded. “The specific colors suggest a period of tranquility and prosperity after a short struggle.”

“Then maybe it isn’t all terrible,” you tried voicing optimistically. It sounded strange, like you still weren’t entirely convinced, but the evidence was clear before you. 

Stephen knew the stars never lied and had taught you as much over the time you’d spent together. 

You sighed sadly, giving the stars another peek and shaking your head when you pulled away. 

“I miss him,” you murmured, looking up at Stephen miserably. 

The sorcerer frowned sympathetically, before he moved toward you and pulled you into a tight embrace.

You pressed your cheek against his chest and allowed his arms to wrap around you. 

“I know,” he replied softly, resting his chin on your head. “Just know he loved you very much, and wouldn’t want to see you so hurt on his behalf."

That seemed to break something in you, and you buried your forehead into his chest, shaking with suppressed sobs and held back tears until finally you choked out a wave of emotions all at once.

He spent an hour sitting with you while you cried into his tunic, yelling about how angry you were to how miserable all of this made you feel. He listened, offering a handkerchief and when you started to calm down, summoned a fresh pot of herbal tea.

“We will find answers,” he stated, blowing gently over the steaming cup in his hand. 

“You sound so sure,” you noted with a bitter chuckle, eyes swollen and red from your tears.

“I’ve tampered with seeing the future from time to time,” he replied cheekily. “Perhaps I’ve had a vision?”

“And what did that vision show you?” you pressed, playing along with a ghost of a smile behind your own cup. 

“We win,” Stephen replied firmly, his expression falling serious.

“Doesn’t feel like it,” you confessed quietly. 

“Victory seldom does,” he watched you take a sip of your tea. You closed your eyes and relaxed your shoulders with the calming scent.

You opened your mouth to ask him a question when a knock at the observatory door broke the small spell of peace that’d fallen over the space.

“I’ve got it,” he gestured for you to stay seated, moving toward the door and slowly peeling it open. 

It wasn’t that he was overtly concerned for your safety, but given recent events, Stephen didn’t want to be lax in covering all possibilities. The world had gone mad and he wouldn’t put an assassin with a dagger outside the realm of potential visitors.

“Is the princess here?” Loki, Prince of Asgard, asked with a tone laced with annoyance upon Stephen’s appearance. 

“Loki?” you must have heard his voice and stood, setting your cup aside. “Stephen, let him in. It’s okay.”

With a glare at the prince, Stephen stepped aside and allowed the emerald clad royal through. 

He didn’t like outsiders in the observatory. Especially when you were around. 

It made him especially uneasy inviting another magic user inside, where they could potentially measure its wards and security for later aggression. 

“Peter mentioned you might be here,” Loki glanced around the room, arms folded behind his back. “I apologize if I’m intruding.”

That last part was directed toward Stephen with the smallest smirk. 

“No, it’s okay, we were just having tea,” you replied quickly, gesturing to the steaming pot on the table. “Could I make you a cup-?”

“No-,” he cut her off and cleared his throat apologetically. “I’ve come to say farewell. My father is ordering the borders to Asgard closed until Rumlow’s nation offers an explanation to this… tragedy.”

“I see,” your expression fell at the news. 

Certainly Asgard closing its borders was a worrisome sign. They were the kingdom’s greatest allies and largest trading partners. The effects of such a move would be felt for quite some time, both in security and in the local economy. 

“I’ll write,” he promised with a curt bow. “Don’t fall behind in your studies. I’ll be testing you the next time we meet.”

You smiled before he took your hand for a brief kiss on the knuckles. Rolling your eyes, you pulled away and threw your arms around his shoulder in a hug. 

“What a sad parting,” you laughed at his bewildered reaction. “And you’re going to kiss my knuckles like we haven’t known one another for years? On the day of my father’s funeral? Unacceptable.”

He barked out a small laugh, reciprocating the embrace with an arm before pulling away. 

“Stay safe,” he urged her before looking up at Stephen with a steely gaze. “Do well to keep her protected, Sorcerer.” 

“Always,” Stephen answered tersely, a little offended at the prince’s casual disregard for his abilities. He’d always kept you safe, and had absolutely no intention of letting that guard slip now. 

“Travel safely,” you called after him and he gave a final wave before pausing in the doorway when Stephen moved to close the door.

“Keep her close,” Loki warned quietly, the smirk disappearing completely. “There are whispers in the village of treachery and assassination. Do not let anyone have the opportunity to take advantage of the situation.”

“My associates are building wards around the castle and her quarters as we speak,” Stephen replied in agreement, a quick glance in your direction to ensure you weren’t listening. 

“The tea was a nice touch,” Loki noted with a hum. Stephen nodded curtly. 

The tea had a protection enchantment included in the mixture of herbs. Something small, but effective if you found yourself in danger without him, Wong, or Wanda nearby.

“Be well,” Stephen closed the door once Loki was out of sight, turning and finding you digging through his trunk of cloaks at the back of the room. “What are you doing?”

“I want to see Natalia and James,” you answered, pulling out a large blue cloak and holding it to your shoulders. 

“Absolutely not,” he crossed his arms. “Your father was just killed, possibly murdered. You’re not going to the village unprotected.”

“That’s why you’re coming,” you threw a crimson cloak in his direction, fastening the blue one over your shoulders. 

“Did you miss the part where I said murdered?” he asked in disbelief. 

“Then it’s a good think I’m friends with assassins,” you chimed back, pulling the hood of the cloak over your head. “They might be able to tell us something.”

“I’m sure Wanda and Wong have already talked to them,” he shot back, folding the cloak over is arm. “You should stay at the castle, at least for tonight.”

“You already know I’m going to go regardless,” you replied. 

“Because you’re a headstrong idiot,” he sighed, reluctantly pulling the cloak over is shoulders. “Who clearly has a death wish. What if your family comes looking for you?”

“They won’t,” you answered with a confident grin. “Mother is going to be with Morgan and Peter is going to lock himself away in the armory or training fields until the knights give up and make him retire to his chambers.”

“You’re so confident in your knowledge of the castle,” Stephen snorted, tying the cloak around him. 

“It’s what happens when you’re the eldest daughter of a king,” you replied, patting him on the shoulder. “You see everyone, but no one sees you.” 

“Poetic.”

“Also, you owe me an ale for enchanting my tea,” you quirked a brow toward him when he stammered back a response. “Didn’t think I would notice?”

“I’m losing my touch,” he sighed, waving a hand and summoning a bag of coin.

“No, you’re just turning into a fussy mother hen,” you grinned, the smile looking far more relieving than the grief he know you wore on the inside. “It’s endearing.”

Wha danger was a short outing for the evening? It was arguably safer in a crowd than alone in her chambers, especially while Wong was still working on the wards.

Besides, the assassins you’d found friendship in would do well to keep threats away as well.

And while Stephen pondered this thought, you were already part-way out of the room and headed toward one of the hidden passages in the hall. 

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2 - a night at the pub

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So I've been obsessed with Fire Emblem Warriors: Three Hopes as of lately, and it hit me to try and draft out a concept for a Warriors-like game based on my gag story Justice! Excellence! Defense! Intelligence! (J.E.D.I.).

Also, I can't get the amazing OST outta my head.

It would be the same gameplay as both FE Warriors games (with the social aspect of Three Hopes). There would be differences in the weapons used, since there would be blasters and sniper rifles instead of axes, lances, bows, etc. (swords are still gonna be there, since nearly half the cast is armed with lightsabers). Faith and Reason Magic will still be there, but done slightly differently.

The "sword" (read: lightsaber) characters will all have "Magic" combat arts. If they are part of the J.E.D.I. Academy, they have access to Heal, Physic, Silence, Nosferatu, (mainly Faith abilities), and some Reason abilities such as Fire, Blizzard, Wind, and Sagittae abilities. Thunder and Miasma abilities are limited to the Sinister, Ignominious, Treacherous Haters (S.I.T.H.).

As an example, Anatole (a sword character) learns Fire, Bolganone, Ragnarok, Sagittae, Meteor, and Agnea's Arrow as his combat arts, while Obadiah (also a sword character) learns Blizzard and Fimbulvetr. Both can learn Heal, Physic, Nosferatu, and Aura.

Of course, characters will also have personal skills. Alexis, for example, will have an ability similar to Shez's ZR Button/Petra's B Button dodge/Byleth's "Divine Pulse".

Characters can fly in fighter planes and ride speeders, but will be weak to rifle snipers, much like Pegasus Knights and Wyvern Riders can be shot down by archers.

Characters will have support levels/conversations (C-B-A only), and some characters might gets special dialogue with A ranks for activities like chores and dining, and Warrior Specials. Some I have in mind are Obadiah & Anatole, Alexis & Barrie, Alexis & Rina, Anatole & Patrice, Lu & Barrie, Alexis & Patrice, Yo Fu & Mace, Preston & Alexis, Anatole & Alexis, Obadiah & Bail, Bail & Patrice, Patrice & Rina, Alexis & Alycia, Anya & The Tyrannical Tyrant, Regis & Colby, etc.

Of course, some characters will be NPCs such as Sidney. I mean, she could be playable, but...spoiler-related reasons prevent her from being playable.