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Double post but whatever, the current year IC is 1495, got asked that in a PM
@HeroSure I'll consider giving this a try. Is there a possibility for a Macuil crest? If not I'll try out for Goneril I suppose.


I'd prefer sticking to the 10 Elites but I won't say not to apply with a Saints' Crest.



As joy surrounds, comfort abounds
and I can feel I'm breaking free
For just this moment lost in time
I am finally me




I've actually come up with something that'll avoid spoilers for the most part, though later on it'll probably be unavoidable. For all intents and purposes anything that happens after White Clouds will be considered a spoiler. Please leave spoilers in a hider until then!!!

and just in case people skim:

PLEASE PUT ANY SPOILERS IN A HIDER TAG! SPECFICIALLY ANYTHING AFTER WHITE CLOUDS REGARDLESS OF ROUTE!! THANK YOU!!!


Before I delve deeper into the confines of the plot I have in mind for this, I'm throwing down an interest check. I have 3 different ideas/stories in mind depending on how I go about things, but all stories have several things in common that I've taken creative liberties on in regards to canon. For one, most canon will be used as a basis but not set in stone. For one, this 'alternate universe' is essentially taking place some vague amount of years after the original, as unlike the game where Sothis intervened to prevent Byleth from getting cleaved after protecting Edelgard, Sothis never awakened and poor Byleth kicked the bucket. The very messy aftermath of not only losing the hero but also the three heirs caused a lot of issues that may or may not be addressed in-game, but as far as the present day is aware, it was thanks to the Archbishop Rhea that Fodlan remained united during these trying times.

That said it's my lame excuse to essentially reset everything and put things where I want them: keep the last names, have fresh characters. There will be three house leaders and an assortment of students ranging from commoner to noble, all eager to attend Garreg Mach for their own reasons. Nobles already have a surefire way to get in but commoner players will likely have to be more creative about it, though both are going to be judged pretty equally. I'm hoping for reliable players for the house leaders, but that role will likely be the last decided as I'm still on the fence about actual royalty (with the exception of the Alliance--their house leader will be one of the five nobles, I don't want to restrict it to Riegan, but I'll figure it out otherwise). The church faction will be in my hands for the sake of ease, but I'm always open to people wanting to play teachers if there's enough of a demand or a really, really good CS. I will say the only thing I won't be convinced on is the Underground house--for all intents and purposes Abyss probably still exists, but being a student from there isn't an option.



With all that aside, the plot so far starts as a relatively simple "year at Garreg Mach"--your characters have their reasons for attending, ranging from duty, a chance at rubbing elbows with other important people, maybe they're looking to reinforce their piety, or any other reason you can come up with. Of course, whispers about a power struggle within the Church of Seiros has taken Fodlan by storm, with an odd rumor here and there about a greater darkness looking to once again manipulate things from the shadows.

There'll be territory-specific events that people should note and may be effected by: (Please note this will be cleaned up and more detailed in the future)






Not sure how many I'm looking for, though there'll be a hard cap of 10 people by merit, not on a first-come-first-serve basis. That said, despite the game having those without crests, I'm gonna ask that peeps have one for a future plot related purpose. Maybe try not to overlap, or fight over the same one, either way is fine. All but the crests of Flames and Ernest (or whatever Anna has) are allowed, though whoever claims the crest of Seiros will probably be judged harsher so just a heads up there.

Please ask as many questions possible because I'm sure I've missed a lot and that'll help me clarify/add, thanks.





As joy surrounds, comfort abounds
and I can feel I'm breaking free
For just this moment lost in time
I am finally me




I've actually come up with something that'll avoid spoilers for the most part, though later on it'll probably be unavoidable. For all intents and purposes anything that happens after White Clouds will be considered a spoiler. Please leave spoilers in a hider until then!!!

and just in case people skim:

PLEASE PUT ANY SPOILERS IN A HIDER TAG! SPECFICIALLY ANYTHING AFTER WHITE CLOUDS REGARDLESS OF ROUTE!! THANK YOU!!!


Before I delve deeper into the confines of the plot I have in mind for this, I'm throwing down an interest check. I have 3 different ideas/stories in mind depending on how I go about things, but all stories have several things in common that I've taken creative liberties on in regards to canon. For one, most canon will be used as a basis but not set in stone. For one, this 'alternate universe' is essentially taking place some vague amount of years after the original, as unlike the game where Sothis intervened to prevent Byleth from getting cleaved after protecting Edelgard, Sothis never awakened and poor Byleth kicked the bucket. The very messy aftermath of not only losing the hero but also the three heirs caused a lot of issues that may or may not be addressed in-game, but as far as the present day is aware, it was thanks to the Archbishop Rhea that Fodlan remained united during these trying times.

That said it's my lame excuse to essentially reset everything and put things where I want them: keep the last names, have fresh characters. There will be three house leaders and an assortment of students ranging from commoner to noble, all eager to attend Garreg Mach for their own reasons. Nobles already have a surefire way to get in but commoner players will likely have to be more creative about it, though both are going to be judged pretty equally. I'm hoping for reliable players for the house leaders, but that role will likely be the last decided as I'm still on the fence about actual royalty (with the exception of the Alliance--their house leader will be one of the five nobles, I don't want to restrict it to Riegan, but I'll figure it out otherwise). The church faction will be in my hands for the sake of ease, but I'm always open to people wanting to play teachers if there's enough of a demand or a really, really good CS. I will say the only thing I won't be convinced on is the Underground house--for all intents and purposes Abyss probably still exists, but being a student from there isn't an option.



With all that aside, the plot so far starts as a relatively simple "year at Garreg Mach"--your characters have their reasons for attending, ranging from duty, a chance at rubbing elbows with other important people, maybe they're looking to reinforce their piety, or any other reason you can come up with. Of course, whispers about a power struggle within the Church of Seiros has taken Fodlan by storm, with an odd rumor here and there about a greater darkness looking to once again manipulate things from the shadows.

There'll be territory-specific events that people should note and may be effected by: (Please note this will be cleaned up and more detailed in the future)






Not sure how many I'm looking for, though there'll be a hard cap of 10 people by merit, not on a first-come-first-serve basis. That said, despite the game having those without crests, I'm gonna ask that peeps have one for a future plot related purpose. Maybe try not to overlap, or fight over the same one, either way is fine. All but the crests of Flames and Ernest (or whatever Anna has) are allowed, though whoever claims the crest of Seiros will probably be judged harsher so just a heads up there.

Please ask as many questions possible because I'm sure I've missed a lot and that'll help me clarify/add, thanks.


One thousand posts!



Magical writing? Oh, that might've been a good idea to check, Lilie just figured maybe touching it would cause the clock to do something. But as far as she could see, there wasn't anything special about it except maybe she was sure this old fashioned sort of alarm clock was something she had seen in her grandma's house. Now that she thought about it, a lot of vampires leaned back with older technology, didn't they? She was sure this was the second time she compared something to her grandparents' belongings today!

At Salem's suggestion, Lilie frowned at him. Would they really want to read their minds? She was starting to really not like any of this. Unfortunately an invisible force pulled it out of her hands, though she realized a second later it was Max lazily making it float. She watched as he turned it a few different ways, quietly admiring how much of a handle he seemed to have on his magic. She was really slacking, she needed to get a better handle on her own element. As soon as the though crossed his mind, Max announced he was going to 'rip the thing apart'.

"Wait, what--" She had barely gotten to the second word of her pseudo-protest before Max had the clock spinning around. Why was he gonna rip it apart?! What if something happened?! Her hands flew to her mouth as she watched him break it apart, slowly backing away just in case it went berserk or something. It never did, with Max confirming it really was just a clock, and Lilie stared at the pieces.

Lilie jumped at Aaron's question, whirling around. Oh boy. Lilie sheepishly retreated to her seat, a little ashamed of probably (definitely) being guilty of messing with what used to be a clock. She did, however, roll her eyes a little at Maddie's explanation. "Forget the vampires, I was more worried about it possibly hurting us," She replied, shaking her head. Who cared about what happened to the vampires, they were sturdy enough. Besides, if the clock wanted to hurt the vampires, wouldn't it have appeared in the other room?





Eris didn't know if it was the charming way Sunny spoke or the enjoyment of watching Countess and Count bitch other out, but Eris was in a great mood. That said, the mage was treading on dangerous territory--lesser people could definitely misinterpret his words. Then again, he was also in a decent state, thriving in the situation. And of course Eris loved attention as much as a fish loved water, so there was that, too.

However, there was just a split second of hesitation that caught Eris' attention. Were he a mortal, he probably wouldn't have noticed, but Eris had spent decades staring at people long enough to know when something was up. It wasn't anything in this room--that would've been actually strange since he was basically in-character this whole time. No, something elsewhere bothered him. The other mages? If it was that concerning, then someone else would've come by, right? Honestly, Eris didn't even really care. But unfortunately for Sunny, the vampire had noticed the stiffness, and that needed to be punished. It'd be fine, this was basically a lesson in and of itself on thinking on your feet. Or rather, thinking off them.

The blond reached an arm over, hand gently tracing down Sunny's arm, and there was a split second where there was a dangerous glint in Eris' eye. Before the poor mortal could respond, Eris effectively yanked the boy to him, pushing back ever so slightly from the table and effectively placing Sunny on his lap. Eris didn't care about the conversation, anyway--he was way more interested in Sunny.

"I don't think I'll let you leave just yet," Eris replied cheerfully, batting his eyelashes. "That won't be a problem, will it?"





"...uh...?"

Lilie was completely clueless as to what had just happened. She honestly should have been more freaked out, but she was having a hard time understanding what she had just seen. At least Maddie wasn't the only one who had shifted away--she was only a little less surprised that she hadn't spilled her drink with how quickly she had shrunken away when the weird orb-portal-thing showed up. And a hand with a clock was the last thing she had expected! Still, eventually it did click in her head that she had just seen more magic, but she had no idea what she had seen.

"Is this part of the party...?" She asked hesitantly, gripping her cup with both hands as she inched closer to the clock. It looked like one of those old timey ones her grandmother used to have, but this one was spotless and looked like it was in much better shape. The alarm was set up like Maddie had said, too. Was something going to happen in ten minutes? Was it a trap? Was this done on purpose? But why?

Placing her drink down, Lilie ended up rising from the couch and approaching the clock. Kneeling down to the coffee table, she cautiously poked it, expecting something to happen. After a few seconds, though, it seemed obvious that it really was just a clock. Picking it up gingerly, she inspected it carefully.





Countess Marivaldi flattered him, truly, though Eris had to once again hold back another laugh. She was out for blood tonight! It was always so cute to watch little fledglings try to act mad as they pouted. At least she proved old Benaiah wouldn't take an insult sitting down. And to think, he was so sure the two mage lovers would be tripping over the opportunity to get to know one another. Oh well, watching them bicker and snap at one another was just as good. He'd hold off on building that affair rumor he had planned, but hey, maybe their negativity could be misinterpreted as another kind of tension.

He did find it amusing that the count said Miss Dionne--so that was her name, he'd have to make an effort to remember just in case--had to prove her place, as if he didn't already know he'd be scrambling to prove her usefulness to his father. All the old geezers were one and the same when it came to that sort of thing and way too into appearances to even consider having an albino mage running around in the open. Maybe a scullery maid or a bedwarmer at best?

"Well, if your father finds Miss Dionne lacking, I'm certain Viscountess Vasiliev would be more than happy to take her off your hands," Eris replied cheerfully. "Her organization gathers baroque pearls for a decent price and takes very good care of them." It was a decent plug, at least; he couldn't very well advise an Astorio buyer since he felt the count was already a little high strung from clashing with the countess.

At the change of topic and drink, Eris had a hard time with his grimace. He was all too happy to see Sunny--and being so serious was so cute--but he couldn't stand the next flavor. "Ah...grenade..." He politely placed the cup down after his sip, intent on leaving the glass as it was. Chérie's blood was sweet enough to make an impact, but Eris wasn't a big fan of the weird looking fruit. The apple helped, but the tartness was still pretty strong all things considered. Said grimace lightened a touch at Varis' words, and if he didn't know better, he would have thought the count was following his movements. For what it was worth, he technically hadn't done anything damning. Not yet, anyway. It wasn't odd per se, but he'd have to be careful about his response. If Eris knew the redhead well enough, at minimum he'd be gauging his reaction.

But there was nothing to hide. As always Eris steered into the skid, as the poor people said. "Oh? Were there other celebrity mages there? I should've had Ismene rub some elbows," He admitted that much first as casually and lighthearted as he could, punctuating it with a laugh. Of course, he wasn't going to go justifying why she was there nor would he go any further--no need to out himself without being asked. "It can be so hard being so illustrious in the industry, my poor mage must have been hounded by the press." He brushed his hair out of his eyes, picking up the glass for another polite sip.

Ew, nope, bad idea, he should not have done that. He really wasn't going to be able to have any more without gagging. As he placed the glass down once again, he watched the blonde mage that he almost forgot was there for a moment. "That'll be you in a few years' time, eh, Sunny?" He grinned, raising his eyebrows. "Unable to go anywhere without getting recognized."


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