Not a single ray of sunshine fell on Fódlan that day. The funeral was brief as this was the life of a mercenary, after all. But his life had ended much too soon, taken from him before he could truly live. And all for nothing; the girl he had died saving would never again see the light of day. It was a tragedy of unspoken proportions, the effects calamitous. It would take much good will to prevent Fódlan from cracking further.
Letting out a sigh, the woman looked up at the sky. So much had gone wrong in so little time. It was clear now that no one could be trusted. For Sothis to return among the living, stricter measures needed to be put in place. Yes, that was the way. Next time, she would make sure that the child would be protected. No harm would come to it--she must take things into her own hands. She would not make the same mistake twice.
Before taking her leave, she would gaze upon the gravestone that bore one name: Byleth Eisner.
The opening ceremony of the Officers Academy took place in the cathedral of the church. An assortment of knights and members of the Church had decorated the place with a multitude of red, blue, and yellow ribbons, celebrating the arrival of the students. Although the seats weren’t filled, it was clear the number of students didn’t matter; each one was welcomed whether they were noble or commoner.
Among the clergy was a young boy who stood out among the rest. The garb seemed to swallow the child whole, but he stood proud nonetheless, as if channeling the spirits of the previous archbishops before him. His stature did little to impede him as he strode over to the center of the floor, a small smile on his face as he looked over the many faces before him.
“Welcome, one and all,” The volume in his voice betrayed his size, easily carried over the entirety of the hall with ease. “The goddess blesses us with another group of hopefuls! It warms my heart to see so many new faces here at Garreg Mach. I am Archbishop Ioannis, and I am humbled that I have the opportunity to accompany you all through your year at the Officers Academy.”
Taking a small pause, Ioannis continued, “This is but a final step for many of you before taking your place in the world, and all of us are eager and willing to ensure that this year is a smooth one. We here at Garreg Mach implore you to lean on your neighbor, to support those who may need it. While the world will always present challenge after challenge, we hope to supply you with the knowledge and wisdom to take hold of your future; no man is a nation, and we must all work together for the sake of Fódlan and the people.”
He looked over to his left side, gesturing to a taller man with silver hair. “My right hand, Sirius, will be supporting the school faculty in addition to his usual duties of overlooking the Knights of Seiros,” He introduced the man. “He, as well as Lady Arianthe, have been vital during the transition from one archbishop to the next.”
The man motioned to the boy’s right. Remembering something, Ioannis sheepishly looked to that side, clearing his throat. “This year’s faculty is a little more varied than in previous years. With Lady Geraldine’s return to Adrestia, we decided to better assist the students with more professors to lead classes. Professor Lysander Roland oversees much of the school’s curriculum and is the liaison between the school and church--that said, he has a generous open-door policy and is one of the kindest souls you’ll likely meet. Assisting him will be a nurse who serves both school and church by the name of Kaira Simeon--their offices are located on the second floor.” The dark haired man’s jaw dropped, his gaze following as his face flushed with color, quietly shaking his head as he avoided looking anyone in the eye. A green haired girl nudged him, clearly trying not to laugh as she gave the students a small wave.
Ioannis looked like he had more to say, but after a moment decided against it, once again giving the students a warm smile. “Your professors await you in your homerooms. May the goddess watch over you all.”
“Welcome, Black Eagles. My name is Tomai Malathice and I've been graced with the chance to educate you all this year,” The dark haired man stated, clearly disinterested in the students as he stood in front of his desk. “Like you, I’m from the Empire. I've authored several books on both the study of magic theory and crest research. Unfortunately, I am obligated to assist any that come to my door after class hours. You can come to me for any serious issues you may have, but I'm not going to mediate any petty arguments or complaints you may have.”
He turned and messed with the stack of papers in behind him, getting them into a neat pile before taking one and rapidly writing down a list of names on the chalkboard. “Professor Lysander has decided on a new initiative in an effort to ‘encourage inter-country relations’. Because people don’t mingle enough or something, I don’t know, I stopped listening halfway through the explanation,” He admitted with a slight shrug, squinting at the page in front of him. “While you’ll still belong to one house and should come to me first, on a day-to-day basis you’ll all gather here for homeroom, and at the first bell will be joining a smaller class with mixed members.”
He paused, looking up at the ceiling as he tried to remember something. “...eh, you don’t really need much more information than that. If I call your name at the end of this--oh, one thing, right,” He snapped his fingers, laying out several pages on his desk and snatching up his book. He seemed to notice something on the back cover, his expression souring. “This year, your class leader will be Her Highness, who has graced us with her presence for whatever reason. With that out of the way, you’re free for the rest of the day to talk or mingle or get to know your fellow students. As for me, I need to have a word with Professor Michail. Dismissed.”
He outright ignored any raised hands as he stood from his desk, a scowl discouraging anyone from asking anything as he walked out of the room.
A blond knight finished writing his name on the board, turning to face the classroom with a dazzling smile. “What a first day, am I right?” He asked the students at large, placing the chalk down as he chose to remain standing. “My name is Michail Kalonic. I’m a Knight of Seiros--it’s basically my first time here, too. From guard to professor! Who would’ve thought?” He chuckled. “Like you guys, I’m also from the Kingdom of Faerghus. Aside from that, I share Professor Lysander’s approach--my door is always open even after hours. Of course, you’re more likely to find me in the Arena than any classroom, but you know what I’m getting at.” He paused for a moment, scratching his head. “...Hm, I don’t really know what else to say. I guess I should get to the technical stuff?”
He figured he may as well wing it, walking over to his desk. “So things are getting changed up a little from my understanding. The school decided to go off a plan Professor Lysander came up with; instead of your classmates only consisting of those in the same house they’re breaking you guys up into different groups called Units. Of course, I’m still the person you should come to if you have any problems--I mean it, I’m here for you guys--but otherwise your classmates are going to be people from all three houses. It’ll be interesting for sure, at least!”
Taking a hold of the stack, he started scribbling names onto the board, diving the students into their units. “You can come over here and take a look, I suggest getting to know who’ll be in your class--I believe there’s a master list on the bulletin boards outside the classrooms, too,” He wrote surprisingly quickly, his handwriting neat and efficient. “Your House Leader is Auberon of House Galatea--that means you’ll have a few more responsibilities. See me later and I’ll let you know what that entails.”
Finishing his writing, Michail dusted his hands off as he grinned. “That’s everything from me. You have the rest of today off--we start bright and early tomorrow. If you need me, I’ll be right outside the classroom, possibly getting yelled at. Dismissed!” He gave the class a wave, practically giggling to himself as he walked out.
“Hello, hello! Settle down, settle down,” The woman’s blonde hair bounced after her as she scuttled into the classroom, heels clicking along the floors. She stopped before her desk, picking up a rod and whacking the chalkboard and underlining the name written there. “I am Euphemia Kalonic, and I’ll be leading the Golden Deer this year. Don’t worry, even though I normally teach the Blue Lions, this isn’t my first year with the Leicester Alliance. I’ll make sure to take good care of you!”
Walking down the aisle, she continued with, “As students of the Officers Academy, you are here to learn the ways of warfare. Your fellow professors and myself have made it our goal to educate you on that count and more. While you’re here, I recommend you take advantage of this opportunity to meet people from all walks of life; I don’t doubt some of you may know one another due to the Alliance's Roundtable, but this academy is notable for accepting noble and commoner alike.”
“Normally, you stick with your fellow Deer during your classes, but this year you’ll all have a chance to experience something new. Professor Lysander Roland made a suggestion that Archbishop Ioannis approved of--he thought that to encourage a positive future for Fódlan, it would be nice if the classes were more varied instead of sticking with the same house. Of course, once a Deer, always a Deer, so you don’t have to worry about alternate room assignments and I am still responsible for your well being! But now you’ll be joined by Black Eagles and Blue Lions, too. I believe the class sizes are around nine to twelve people, though how many of each class join varies. And of course, you all still have your House Leader for this year: and the lucky one--” She checked her papers. “--is future Duke Jorah Riegan! See me after and I’ll be happy to explain what that entails, okay?”
“Now, as for where you’ll be fitting in for these new class assignments…” Euphemia flipped the chalkboard to the other side but froze. Instead of an organized list of students that she had spent nearly half an hour writing in cute handwriting, instead was a (admittedly good) sketch of a blond knight on a horse--most students would notice that it looked an awful lot like one of the knights that had been in the church earlier.
Euphemia’s smile never left her face, but her eyes became decidedly icy. She slowly turned to look at her students, clearing her throat as she turned flipped the chalkboard back and approached her desk. “...will be on these papers. I’ll...go ahead and lay them all out here.” Her tone was sugary sweet still, even if she looked like she was ready to choke someone.
Once all the pages were laid out, she held her rod tightly. “Now, you’ll have the rest of today to yourselves. If you’ll excuse me, I have to speak with Professor Michail,” She dismissed the students, her smile betraying her body language as she practically stomped out of the room.
Outside of the classrooms stood Lysander and Kaira, the pair in a spirited conversation. The two stopped long enough to to watch Michail run out of the Blue Lions classroom, a giant grin on his face. Said grin turned into a howl as he was promptly thwacked by a furious Euphemia, though it was Tomai stopping him in his tracks that really caused the knight distress. Lysander and Kaira looked at one another briefly before deciding to run interference, briefly catching the tail end of an accusation of sabotage.
"Have you any idea how humiliated I was?!" Euphemia kept her voice low as she cracked the rod on the back of Michail's head.
"Stop--how do you manage to hit my unarmored spots--it's just a harmless prank!" He defended himself as he tried to duck another blow and hid behind Kaira.
"This book is centuries old and you decided to scribble all over it," Tomai said flatly, showing the group an identical sketch to the one in the Golden Deer's classroom etched onto the back of Tomai's book.
"Oh, Michail, we talked about how you should be acting in a position of authority..." Lysander sighed, shaking his head.
Across the courtyard, Ioannis watched the professors and students as they began to leave the classrooms, a sparkle in his eye. In truth, he knew it was best that he should head back to the church, but the boy was eager to interact with the students--even if they were all older than he was. A pair of knights--easily recognizable as the captain and the Archbishop's right hand man introduced earlier--stood a short distance away.
Marketplace - A market in front of the monastery, through which merchants come to exchange goods.
Entrance Hall - The entrance of the monastery, which connects to the dining hall and other notable locations in Garreg Mach.
Dining Hall - The dining hall is directly adjacent to the entrance hall, through which residents of the monastery regularly eat meals at any time.
Greenhouse - A greenhouse through which plants for cooking and gifts are raised.
Fishing Pond - A pond through which residents can fish utilizing bait. Fish from many locations in Fódlan are gathered here: sometimes, extremely rare fish can be caught, or at times large amounts of fish can be caught at once.
Dormitory - A two-floor facility that functions as a residence for students of the Officers Academy. While the staff of the academy tries to reduce discrimination between nobles and commoners, such prejudice still exists, and as such, the nobles almost always take up the second floor while commoners are relegated to the first floor rooms.
Sauna - A building located between the dormitory and the training ground that functions as a relaxation facility, where residents can refresh in a steam room.
Training Grounds - A place where knights and students alike come to hone their combat skills. Every month, a tournament is held where the winners can achieve both money and a prize as a result.
Stables - Horses wyverns are raised here. Sometimes, students of the Officers Academy are assigned to group tasks involving taking care of the horses, pegasi, and wyverns here.
Knights Hall - The Knights of Seiros gather and socialize in this hall. There are targets for practice as well as books and a lounge here.
Graveyard - Behind the Knights' Hall is a graveyard where notable people who are now deceased are laid to rest.
Cathedral - At the most rear point of the monastery, connected to the remainder of Garreg Mach via a bridge, is a cathedral where devout believers worship the goddess Sothis and the saints. Statues of the Four Saints are located here. Choir practice is held here. An advice box is also located here where students can ask for advice.
Central Building - The most central building of Garreg Mach, it is a three-floor facility that harbors multiple locations:
Reception Hall - On the first floor of the main building is the reception hall, where social events such as the Ball during the Ethereal Moon are held.
Second Floor The second floor is home to several different facilities:
Audience Chamber - This is where the archbishop often stands during their work. The professors of Garreg Mach regularly report here at the start of each month to obtain their missions.
Advisory Room - The archbishop's advisor works here to speak with the archibishop.
Kalonic's Office - This room is shared between the two siblings and is often where students meet with either of them for one-to-one time.
Captain's Quarters - A room where the current captain of the Knights of Seiros--Kalliope--resides.
Crest Scholar's Office - An office where Professor Tomai conducts his research on Crests.
Infirmary - A facility run by Professor Kaira where the injured and the sick are taken care of.
Library - Numerous books and historical texts are here for reading. It is also used as a study space for members of the Officers Academy. It is run by Lysander, who doubles as its librarian.
Cardinal's Room - The main room for the cardinals of the Church of Seiros. The professors usually gather here once a week to discuss and compare lesson plans.
Third Floor The third floor is only accessible to the members of the Church but can be reached with permission:
Archbishop's Room - The archbishop takes residence in this room.
Star Terrace - A balcony atop which a view of the monastery can be attained.
The Black Eagles' Professor. A graduate of Adrestia's top magic college, Tomai made a small name for himself refining Crest-discovery devices for the masses. His knowledge is only second to his wit, and while he would much rather be alone studying, he assures his students that he keeps an open door policy. Oddly enough, he does not seem to worship Seiros, having little interest in the Goddess and her teachings.
The Blue Lions' Professor. A Knight of Seiros who is tasked with protecting the students, the only thing he likes more than a good fight is a beautiful person at his side. He's extremely easy going and loves to socialize, always up for a quick chat or spar even with a pile of paperwork waiting on his desk. Despite his flaws, he has a good sense of justice for all and became a professor to make a difference in the world.
The Golden Deer's Professor. Formerly a renowned socialite in Faerghus society, she is a charming woman with an apparent sweet-and-spicy deposition. It has some merit; she is as sweet as she is hot headed, quick to jump to someone's aide but just as fast to start up an argument. Either way she usually insists on keeping up the nicer side of her, perky and peppy most of the time. She cherishes her students and friends and seeks to keep everyone on good terms.
The Academy's nurse. She was formerly a cleric, having an extraordinary talent in healing from a young age. She has been with the church her whole life and yearns to explore Fódlan, but says she is needed at Garreg Mach. Not much is known about her otherwise as she has a tendency to keep people at arms' length.
The new Archbishop and Ascelpius' former apprentice, Ioannis has been with the church his whole life. He was abandoned as an infant on the church's steps and taken in, and at the age of five had heard a revelation from the Goddess. Despite his young age of only twelve summers, he is dedicated to the people and will do everything he can to help those in need.
The Academy's counselor. A kind, caring soul, he leans into his position with enthusiasm and considers it a personal point of pride to ensure the students have a peaceful year. He is flustered easily and a little on the quiet side at times, but always makes sure he's available when needed. When he's ahead of his work, he sometimes helps the professors with their classes.
The Academy's battle instructor. A Knight of Seiros tasked with educating students of every class in combat, Lavender is a skilled tactician with many victories in the recent war between the Empire and Dagda. She developed a love for teaching after being called to lead a class and has stayed at the academy ever since. She isn't pleased about a prevailing rumor going around that says she's hopelessly in love with Mikhail, less so when she found out he was the one that spread it.
Former second-in-command to Archbishop Ascelpius, Arianthe had planned on retiring before his death, but chose to stay and help the transition. At his request she has stayed by his side and offers her guidance to all; without her organization it would have taken much longer to get things to normal. A quiet, gentle woman, Arianthe is something of a recluse and seems to have a hard time trusting people. Still, her wisdom is indispensable and she is always open to those who seek her out.
Stepping in as the Church's second-in-command, Sirius is a former Knight of Seiros who stepped into an administrative role. He is stern but means well and goes out of his way to ensure order is kept at all times. He works closely with all the professors in an effort to have everything running smoothly and goes out of his way to learn each student's name. His decision to leave the battlefield came as a shock to many, but rumor has it that Ascelpius himself had asked him.
Head of the Knights of Seiros, Kalliope is one of the fiercest warriors of the land. She was transferred from the Southern Church to Central recently, though has no qualms about it. That said, she certainly doesn't have the personality to match her title of 'Lightning Strike of Fódlan'; loud, rude, and full of herself, if people aren't intimidated by her skill, they're certain to steer away anytime she has a drink in her hand. Of course, she is a different beast on the battlefield, so one can't help but have curiosity.
A recent graduate of the Officers Academy and new inductee into the Knights of Seiros, Theo specializes in working in the shadows. Despite his age he is widely respected and has pulled his weight. Even before he became a knight, he knew how to form a network to keep himself informed of all the whispers and ongoings of Garreg Mach. He was also known for having sneaky hands, but was reigned in by his older brother, Sirius. He's somewhat dry-witted but usually well meaning--so long as you have nothing to hide, of course.
A mild-mannered Knight of Seiros who would rather speak to animals than people, Chionne is an odd one. She is known to outright walk away from conversations she isn't a fan of participating in and seemingly has no regards for the feelings of others. Her talent at taming animals is outmatched by even trainers with decades more experience than she. She can control anything on four legs with one exception: cats seem to hate her.
First up is relevant to anyone wanting spells for any reason--this is not limited to mages, but to anyone that decides to take up Faith or Reason. For each rank (from D to A) a spell is learned. Your character can pick any from each column as they rank up.
Black Magic is the typical elemental-based spell. For this rp there's a elemental square where each element triumphs over the other (in the order of Fire -> Blizzard -> Thunder -> Wind -> Fire) but that doesn't mean having only fire spells means running into a mage with wind is gonna be a bad time.
Dark Magic requires reason but for RP purposes will be considered a separate parameter; it requires lessons from the resident Dark Bishop Tomai. Dark magic has a variety of effects and are all non-elemental compared to their elemental counterparts.
White Magic has an assortment of spells, most of them recovery based. Some of the higher tiers also have unique effects against enemies.
Anyone that starts out as a Mage will be on Rank D at the start of the RP so they have some way to defend themselves in battle. Anyone that does not have either Faith or Reason as a Strength will have to build their magic from Rank E.
Minor Crest of Cichol Age: 22 - Fighter - Axe & Shield
The second son of Duke Aegir, he is currently betrothed to the sole heir of the Adrestian Empire. A prideful, dutiful young man, he is quick to look down on those he deems unworthy of his attention. How Johann has found himself becoming future prince consort varies depending on who you ask; some say it was a favor from the Emperor to his father, some say he had won the position after dueling a variety of potential candidates, others believe he managed to blackmail his way into the position. That said, House Aegir, which holds the rank of duke, is one of the most powerful noble families in the Adrestian Empire, second only to the royal family of House Hresvelg.
Had you asked him two years ago where he would be today, Derec would never have guessed--he's still coming to terms with his very existence throwing the royal family into chaos. He is something of a mysterious young man, appearing out of nowhere and claiming he was only told the truth of who his father was when his mother was on her deathbed. Once the Church stepped in and verified his Crest, he quickly gained support from houses that oppose the king. He is something of a stoic young man, constantly watching his back as if he is on edge; he has said he only feels free when he has a lance in his hand. Despite shaking things up in Faerghus, he keeps his head low and tries to stay out of trouble.
Minor Crest of Chevalier Age: 17 - Fighter - Gauntlets
Formerly the heiress to House Ordelia, Isolde has felt the full effects of her father's betrayal. Placed under house arrest at the age of twelve, she had all but disappeared from the public eye--the discovery that she is attending the Officers Academy comes as a shock to all. She is resigned to her house's fate and laments that her ancestor's sacrifices to keep the house afloat were for naught. A timid young girl, if she's not staring off into the distance she's usually fumbling through her words.
As joy surrounds, comfort abounds and I can feel I'm breaking free For just this moment lost in time I am finally me
Year 1495 Great Tree Moon
Located at Garreg Mach Monastery, the royalty and nobility of the Adrestian Empire, Holy Kingdom of Faerghus, and Leicester Alliance send their heirs to the Officers Academy to learn the art of warfare. The Officers Academy was established sometime around Imperial Year 980 in response to incursions into Fódlan from the powerful eastern kingdom of Almyra. The archbishop at the time believed that the Church of Seiros had a responsibility to raise a generation of nobility to excellence to guarantee the continent's leadership was prepared for the future. Serving as a microcosm of Fódlan, students are organized into one of three academic houses according to their nationality: the Black Eagles for the Adrestian Empire, the Blue Lions for the Holy Kingdom of Faerghus, and the Golden Deer for the Leicester Alliance.
With the passing of Archbishop Asclepius, this year's students are guided by the newest Archbishop named Ioannis. With the help of the second-in-command, a woman by the name of Arianthe, the church looks to educate and welcome all. Despite a tumultuous decade of fighting off disease and an assortment of scandals, all are in agreement with the hope for a peaceful future. However, under the surface lies a force seeking to dismantle the unknowingly fragile bonds between nations. Will the students ride the wave of change, or will the flow of time swallow them all?
The World of Fódlan
The Church of Seiros, also called the Central Church, is the main religious organization in Fódlan. Its headquarters is Garreg Mach Monastery in the Oghma Mountains of central Fódlan, a neutral territory that is also home to the Officers Academy. A neutral power, they maintain peace around the continent by keeping the other three nations in check.
The Church's founder and namesake, Saint Seiros, was said to have been given a revelation, a "gift to help guide the lost", from the Goddess who was watching over Fódlan. Seiros first appeared in the Enbarr region of Fódlan 41 years before the founding of the Adrestian Empire. She performed miracles that inspired the people, and the Church of Seiros was founded to venerate her.
The Adrestian Empire was founded in Imperial Year 0 by Great Emperor Wilhelm I, with Enbarr chosen as its capital due to the presence of Seiros. In Imperial Year 32, Wilhelm I launched the War of Heroes with the goal of conquering all of Fódlan for the Empire. Nemesis, the King of Liberation, united the Empire's opponents under his leadership. Seiros finally slew Nemesis at the Battle of Tailtean in Imperial Year 91, but the war did not end until 98, when Wilhelm I's successor, Lycaon I, succumbed to illness.
In Imperial Year 751, the Holy Kingdom of Faerghus seceded from the Empire after winning the War of the Eagle and Lion. The Church crowned Faerghus's first king, Loog of House Blaiddyd, and granted his nation autonomy. In 801, the region of Leicester rebelled against the Empire, and the Kingdom took the opportunity to occupy the region. In 861, the death of King Klaus I led his three sons to partition the Kingdom into three parts, with each of them ruling a certain part as an archduke. The death of the archduke of Leicester in 881 gave the Leicester lords the chance to form an alliance rather than accept his heir, sparking the Crescent Moon War. In 901, the war ended with the founding of the Leicester Alliance under the leadership of the influential Duke of Riegan. The constant threat of invasion from countries surrounding the continent eventually forced these three powers to band together under the Church.
In the present era, the three nations exist in relative peace and equilibrium, largely thanks to the mediating influence of the Church. The Church also runs the Officers Academy, which trains the royalty and nobility of Fódlan in the arts of warfare, magic, and leadership. Garreg Mach Monastery is the headquarters of two separate entities: the Church of Seiros and the Officers Academy. It is a neutral territory, not governed by any of the three nations of Fódlan. In addition to being a religious site, the monastery is home to an elite order of knights.
Key to the nations of Fódlan are Crests, magical sigils passed down through families that play key roles in the continent's history and politics.
Believed to be blessings bestowed by the Goddess, Crests grant special powers to those who hold them such as high aptitude for magic, enhanced strength, and other boons that give them an edge over others. Crests are inherited by blood and thus recipients of Crests come from an ancestor who likewise had the same Crest. The actual Crest inheritance varies greatly. In most cases, the singular child of a family inherits a Crest, but in some cases, multiple children of the same generation can inherit the same Crest.
Being a Crest holder is not physically obvious and leaves no mark on its bearers. However, those who possess them may have certain qualities such as unnatural strength that indicate their status as Crest holders. Soem centuries ago an avid scholar of Crests, developed a device that can show an individual their Crest. These days most churches are in possession of one due to the archbishop at the time stating that it was a service of the church.
In Fódlan, Crests have had a significant impact on society. They are often seen as a sign of prestige and respect. Many noble houses value crests and are desperate to obtain one as a sign of their nobility. Some have been known to marry or adopt individuals of lesser houses or even commoners who have spontaneously inherited a Crest just to obtain one should their heirs by birthright lack a Crest. The crest is not universally inherited by the eldest child, leading to power struggles within houses when a younger sibling is born with one. Houses are known to disown or otherwise disregard all other non-crest bearing children, heaving all expectations on the crest bearer while ignoring the others. The Church does not condone this behavior but does not intervene.
Crests are classified as either Major Crests that contain immense power, or Minor Crests that contain weaker, but somewhat potent power. Generally, it is believed that the stronger that a hero's blood runs within an heir, the higher the chance of that heir possessing a Major Crest. It is still possible for a child from a distant branch of a bloodline to be born with a Major Crest unexpectedly and it is unknown why this occurs.
The Adrestian Empire encompasses the southern part of Fódlan, a relatively lush and bountiful region with ample access to the sea. It is ruled by a dynasty that can be traced back over 1,000 years to its legendary founder, Great Emperor Wilhelm Paul Hresvelg, who is said to have been crowned by Saint Seiros herself. Its capital city is Enbarr, the largest city in Fódlan, which was chosen for its association with Seiros. Adrestian Empire Founding Day is celebrated annually on the 1st of the Great Tree Moon.
The Adrestian Empire is a hereditary monarchy with a rigid hierarchy. All important government ministries and leadership positions are passed down through the same noble families, generation after generation, although that has not stopped political maneuvering among the nobles.
House Hresvelg, the royal family, wielded supreme authority over the Empire until Insurrection of the Seven in Imperial Year 1171, in which much of its power was stripped away by the nobility. The head of House Aegir occupies the post of prime minister, with the title being hereditary. House Vestra is responsible for managing the darker tasks of the Empire, as well the emperor's periphery affairs, including coordinating affairs such as ceremonies and rituals, Imperial consorts, and the Imperial Guard. House Hevring has rule over the Empire's domestic affairs, particularly those relating to administration, finance, and the judiciary. House Bergliez rules over the Empire's Ministry of Military Affairs and commands all of the armies that do not directly belong to the emperor. House Varley is responsible for the Empire's Ministry of Religion, whose main responsibility is to maintain amiable relations with the Church of Seiros. House Gerth directs Empire's diplomacy, foreign relations, and relations between various provinces and the capital. It worked hard to secure the ceasefires that ended the Dagda and Brigid War in 1175.
Students from the Adrestian Empire are members of the Black Eagles.
Wyvern Moon 1483 The Plague that Swept the Empire
The Plague came stronger than most but ravaged the Empire all the same. The borders were closed in an attempt to contain it, but all measures were fruitless. It was uncommon to hear families that didn't lose someone to it and for years the Empire struggled to recover. The worst came when it ravaged the royal family, killing five of the seven children of the Emperor, and the eldest committed suicide out of grief. In an effort to retain power, the Emperor's last living relative was arranged to another to give the lineage another heir. While most agree that it is the proper course of action, some have said the marriage was a play for power, others believe that the Emperor's hands are tied, and others feel that there have been a few too many new faces around the Emperor.
The Leicester Alliance is located in eastern Fódlan, a temperate region of plains and mountains. Leicester Alliance Founding Day is celebrated annually on the 8th of the Horsebow Moon. In contrast with the other two countries of Fódlan, the Alliance's relationship with the Church of Seiros is neither especially warm nor antagonistic.
Unlike other territories, the Leicester Alliance is a league of multiple noble families who refuse to swear fealty to any king or emperor. Instead, the Alliance is ruled jointly as a republic through roundtable conferences between the five most prominent allied dukes called the the Five Great Lords, which is led by House Riegan and joined by the heads of House Goneril, House Gloucester, House Daphnel and House Edmund, all of which convene at the capital city of Derdriu. Each house's territory is technically an autonomous region, though they all swear reciprocal oaths of allegiance to each other.
Although membership in the Roundtable is generally hereditary, it is not permanent; House Ordelia was once a member of the Roundtable, but has lost their position due to recent events.
Students from the Leicester Alliance are members of the Golden Deer.
Ethereal Moon 1489 The Failed Coup D'état
The Leicester Alliance was shaken when Duke Ordelia slayed Duke Gloucester in what was supposed to be a mock battle. None of the other houses would have ever suspected that Duke Ordelia had held any ill will towards Gloucester, with his troops surrendering immediately. The battle, however, was brief--the decision was reckless and served only to drown morale, with many troops outright throwing down their arms and refusing to fight. Only Duke Ordelia was taken in and tried before the Great Lords, who unanimously decided that the House of Ordelia would lose their seat as a Lord and replaced with House Daphnel. While the shakeup was recent, there are those that feel the actions of one should not have resulted in something so drastic. Rumor has it that Ordelia is on its last legs, and some say the duke had been encouraged by others to take action.
The Holy Kingdom of Faerghus lies in the north of Fódlan, a cold, rugged land that has forced its people to adapt. It is ruled by the royal House Blaiddyd and a number of knightly orders. The nation was founded by Loog, the legendary King of Lions. Its capital city is Fhirdiad, which is also home to a prestigious school of sorcery. Holy Kingdom of Faerghus Founding Day is celebrated annually on the 21st of the Red Wolf Moon.
Due to the harsh environment, children are trained to wield a weapon before they are taught to read and write. Since it was founded thanks to mediation from the Church of Seiros, the country's royal family and most nobles are both pious and enduring supporters of the church. The Kingdom's military is disciplined and instilled with a strong sense of chivalry and duty. The Kingdom army is known to rely on its knights, with House Gaspard and Gautier renowned for their cavalry while Galatea was famed for their pegasus.
Students from the Holy Kingdom of Faerghus are members of the Blue Lions.
Red Wolf Moon 1494 The Fight for the Throne
For years the Kingdom of Faerghus has had only one recognized heir. However, in recent days another has been revealed to the world: the previous king had taken on a secret lover whose child bore a Major Crest. Said child has now made a claim for the throne, fracturing the nobility. Some agree that the current heir is already poised and ready to take leadership. Others argue that the bastard shouldn't have any stake, their Major Crest has given them an edge, especially after their Crest was recognized by the Church of Seiros. The fighting has been mostly kept under wraps, as the Kingdom's current regent has made no inclination as to which they support.
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Name
First and Last
Age
The minimum age for attendance is sixteen
Country of Origin
This will determine what house you're put in. There's the Adrestian Empire, the Holy Kingdom of Faerghus, and the Leicester Alliance. Other countries do exist, but you'd have to convince me why someone from out of Fodlan would be attending.
Social Standing
Are you a commoner or a noble? If noble, from which house do you hail?
Crest
There's a list of Crests here! Be sure to add in the Crest's effect.
Maybe it's something you've trained yourself in, maybe it's something you're planning on picking up. I only ask to stay within the confines of the skills offered
Strengths
In regards to skills, which two are your character most proficient at?
Weaknesses
Same as above except which two do you suck at?
Starting Spells
If applicable, what spell does your mage start with? If not a mage, can delete this