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Fire Emblem: Weight of the World - Part I

No clue @CollectorOfMyst. That's up for @LordVoldemort to decide.

Fire Emblem: Weight of the World - Part I

Let's get this shindig rolling again my dudes.

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Fire Emblem: Weight of the World - Part I

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@LordVoldemort@Astrolia@Samsno

The bard continued to play his music as the troops drove away the pirates. Noticing his efforts were not in vain Zachary picked up his tempo and played his song faster than before. His hands were a flurry across his instrument even more than before. Even with the increased commitment the bard was able to speak in response to Eli. "¡Dios mío!," Zachary exclaimed with great surprise, his face showing genuine shock. "I thought a royal family on vacation at port to be here, not the prince of the land!" With his hands still playing the tune he did a humble bow towards Eli with a wide grin on his face.

What an exciting day this was for the young bard! Not only were his musical skills of great use, he also played for the prince of Estala! Without even thinking about it Zachary began to do a little dance in place as he heard of Eli being in his debt. Of course the bard wouldn't cash in the favor as he had no use of financial gain except for meals and cloth. Zachary's joy was quite obvious and... well, almost concerning. It looked like the bard was about to explode from excitement that he turned to the witch and spoke in perfect Ibion, "¿No es este el mejor evento de la historia?" Zachary whipped his gaze back to Eli with his smile somehow wider than before. "¿Qué vamos a hacer ahora?¿Luchar contra más piratas?" Zachary eagerly awaited a response as he played his music oblivious that neither of the people he spoke to probably didn't understand him.

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@LordVoldemort@Astrolia@Samsno

Zachary dashed through the dust from the recent destruction. Not wanting to run directly into anything, as soon as he exited the dust cloud he skid to a stop along the square's carved stone. Not too far from his position was a group of guardsmen repelling the pirate attack as the savages charged from the docks. Zachary quickly made his way around the outskirts of the square towards their location and soon he could see more details from within the group. The soldiers formed a defensive perimeter around what would seem to be two young mages casting fire spells into the pirate hordes. "Qué afortunados somos!" Zachary spoke in revelation. "Such young, brave mages to come to these peoples aid!" Although Zachary wasn't the most well educated he could deduce that those two were probably royalty... well, at least one of them maybe? Either way getting as close to them as possible was his best option: an enclosed circle of guards, powerful magic, and loads of troops in need of inspiration from a handsomely dashing bard.

With the guards closing a tight enclosure around the two Zachary had little options to get close. On his quick approach Zachary noticed that one of the guards had left an opening as he charged an oncoming pirate. Not one to pass up the opportunity the bard made a mad dash for the opening and slid into the fray as a sword flew over his head. With such an entrance Zachary couldn't help but naturally come up to his feet from his slide and do a front flip; one could mistake it for a performers stage entrance. As the bard's feet landed proper nearby the young mages he played a little tune to notify them of his presence.

"Hola, amigos," the bard spoke in a rather calm, low voice. The tune still played as he introduced himself. "I do believe we haven't met before, but we shall save introductions for later. My music shall wash away your doubts and fears, for we are at battle! ¡Empuja el ataque!" A smirk crept up Zachary's lips as he was gushing with adrenaline and excitement all the same. Somewhere else nearby he could hear... wait, was that singing? It seems Zachary was not the only brave soul with a musical talent to jump into the fray. No matter, should they choose to come to him then their combined efforts could inspire troops throughout the entire city! Without another moment's hesitation Zachary let his fingers loose onto his guitar, letting the tune emanate everywhere to the ears of his newfound allies.

Fire Emblem: Weight of the World - Part I

@Astrolia Another mage to add to the ranks. Welcome aboard!

Bad Meme

And another pure waifu to add as well.

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It was with a sudden jolt that Zachary lost his balance and slid deeper into the carriage from where he was. He could hear the horses protest in a panic as the coachman tried to calm them down. The bard's bird friend fluttered around in the air in a quick panic, soon landing on the boy's shoulder as he clambered his way to the carriage's front. "What seems to be amiss-" Zachary started but soon could see for himself. From the carriage's view atop a tall hill he could see it all: the port was under siege. Zachary was dumbstruck as he witnessed multiple ships at the harbor blasting cannonballs into the city, lighting many buildings ablaze. A bell rung in the distance which range constantly which would seem to cause civilians to flee inland towards where Zachary currently was. Zachary's eyes were wide and mouth was slightly gaping as he took in the sight. "Por los dioses," Zachary whispered under his breath. Without another moment's hesitation the bard leapt off the carriage and began to run towards Port Sesta with his bird in quick tow. The coachman shouted at Zachary as the boy ran, something about danger and pirates but Zachary was hearing none of it. There were people that needed his help somewhere in the city.

It wasn't but a few minutes that Zachary's run had landed him at the entrance of the city. Dozens of the city's denizens were running in terror from where he just came from whilst the guards were stopping anyone from reentering. To the bard's luck they were focusing on the streets and not the rooftops. Zachary slung his instrument behind him and quickly ran off the path out of the guardsmen's sights. Quickly scaling the buildings and sliding into the alleyways within the city, Zachary looked over at his bird companion. "It seems we're in the clear amigo." With that the bard did his best to make his way towards the heart of the city as best he could without using the main streets. It was best not to be seen by either city guards who would escort him out or, worse, those who were attacking the port. Zachary just needed to find where his support was needed in order to protect the people here.

A sense of anxiety and excitement began to creep into the boy's senses. After all this time he would finally be able to put his skills into use as his ancestors once did. The battlefield was calling the Nyrid family name once again! On the other hand, he had absolutely no combat experience. Should he run into a pirate or enemy soldier without the help of those to cover him he would surely perish. Death was a real possibility for once in Zachary's life and the realization made Zachary pause before he entered the main square from the alleyways. A cannonball flew overhead and decimated the wall adjacent to him. The bard covered his face from the dust and cobble that flew from nearby. His bird panicked overhead before landing behind him on his strapped instrument. Zachary's intentions were to help but being in danger had made his legs freeze. What was he to do now?

Loud tweeting berated his right ear. The bird was having a fit as if it were reminding him what he was trying to do in the first place. Zachary looked at the bird and it stopped its tweeting; instead, it was impatiently hopping upon his guitars end whilst looking at Zachary. The bard's worries were soon calmed by his now controlled breathing. A feeling of confidence and bravery hardened within the bard's stomach. Gone were the butterflies and instead Zachary smiled at his companion. He patted its head and slung his instrument to his front. "What would I do without you reminding me of everything, my amigo del pájaro," Zachary spoke to his bird whom tweeted back at him. Taking one last deep breath of reassurance the bard took his first steps into the square to find where his new allies were.

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The gentle shake of the carriage was almost soothing to the young bard as he sat on its tail. Tuning his instrument, Zachary looked up to the retreating landscape behind the cart. Lush trees rolled across the hills, mountaintops were barely visible, dust softly rose out off of the trail; the trip ahead was looking to be both scenic and peaceful. Zachary sighed as he leaned back onto a barrel whilst working on the strings. "Are things going alright back there?" a voice called out from the front. Zachary turned his head with a smile and responded. "¡Sí, mucho!" he called back. "How much longer until we get to the port, amigo?" The carriage hit a bump and the cargo, barrels and Zachary included, levitated briefly before landing back down. "Just another hour or two depending on how many more of those bumps we run into!" the driver bellowed, following it with a hearty laugh. Zachary chuckled in response and returned to his instrument.

It wasn't but a few minutes before Zachary had finally tuned his guitar. "Ah, es justo, perfect indeed!" the bard spoke in jubilee. As his bird companion fluttered down from his hat to the end of his guitar he started to play his music. He speechlessly played his song with joyful demeanor with his bird tweeting its own lyrics along with the tune. "So that instrument wasn't just for show I see!" the coachman called back. Zachary did not verbally respond this time. Why would anyone carry such an intricate device without intending to play it? Instead he smiled even wider, holding the melody as the carriage continued onward towards Port Sesta.

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that's one sharp character; didn't think you were going to make him an edgelord.

@LordVoldemort

Why must you not only beat the man but burn him to the ground? @LordVoldemort

Fire Emblem: Weight of the World - Part I

Zachary Nyrid

Zachary Nyrid

“Life is much like a song. It has its ups and downs, but in the end its how we interpret it that matters.”

_{Zachary’s character theme. You’ll catch him playing this a lot.}

[ ❇ ] I N F O R M A T I O N

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Name: Zachary Nyrid
Age: 17
Class: Bard (Support)
Race: Beorc
Birthplace: Jakrin, Ibion
Inventory: Acoustic instrument, journal.

[ ❇ ] P E R S O N A L I T Y

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As with all Bards Zachary comes with a caring soul that loves demonstrating the beauty of music to people. No matter where Zachary goes it’s with a smile on his face as he plays his instrument as an extension of himself. He is a youthful and passionate boy who has dedicated his life to bringing the beauty of music to life. Zachary approaches any situation he can with an open, merciful heart just as his grandfather taught him. Even with his gleaming positivity he still feels a weight in his heart. The guilt of leaving his dear mother and father at a young age has taken its toll on Zachary.

The young bard wishes his parents only the best, but he has a mission in life he must pursue. The Nyrid family name must regain its prestigious status as musicians once again; a legacy left to him by his grandfather years ago. If his father would dismiss the family heritage then it was Zachary who would gladly step up to the mantle. The emotions Zachary harbors for his deserted family do not weigh him down completely, though. Instead it ties him back home so that one day he will return once his quest is complete. Zachary is a young man driven by his passion for music and he intends on making a name for the Nyrid family once again.

[ ❇ ] B I O G R A P H Y

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Born into a poor household in the city of Jakrin in northern Ibion, Zachary and his family lived peacefully. Zachary lived with his mother, father, and grandfather in the slums of the northern city. His parents spent their days out fishing whilst he stayed home with his grandfather. There was not much to do besides household chores and going to the market. With little else to do during the day, Zachary’s grandfather would bring out an instrument and sing songs of old about the Nyrid family. Ages ago their ancestors once played music for any royalty willing to request their talents. Their musical talent was unrivaled for generations, and the way they produced such music seemed to be magic for the patrons.

The stories were spoken almost lyrically as his grandfather played every day. It wasn’t until he was older that Zachary’s grandfather revealed a hidden truth of their family. Zachary’s ancestors did not just play music for royal events. Instead they took to the battlefield with the soldiers of war. It was there that they inspired the troops in the heat of the battle to keep on the fight. For years his grandfather would keep him enthralled every day about the ways of his heritage.

However, Zachary’s father did not take too kindly to grandfather “speaking absolute nonsense”. Zachary’s father always complained that chasing lucrative fantasies of being a musician were nonsense. The stories were simply stories, nothing more. Zachary would become a fisherman just as his father and mother. Thus on one fateful day a storm blew in and Zachary’s parents came home early during a story. His father lost his temper for the final time. Through the heat of the argument was when Zachary’s grandfather was cast from the household forever. The only things left behind were his grandfather’s hat and instrument.

Many weeks past from then and Zachary protested his father’s overreaction every day. Zachary had enough of his father’s harshness and doubts. The Nyrid family name meant something to the world once and has faded from history. Someone must reclaim their glory. One evening Zachary attempted to sneak away quietly with his grandfather’s possessions. However, he was caught in the act. With little time to react as his father tried to grab him, Zachary struck his father and fled his home of many years.

Zachary wandered further north from then on, earning spare currency from passersby he played for. He was now on a personal quest to find his grandfather and thank him. The stories Zachary heard mostly took place in the great kingdom of Estala and it was there he traveled to. Along the way he acquired a red breasted grosbeak as a traveling companion and they have been traveling northward into Estala. They were in search of a master gone by…

[ ❇ ] O T H E R

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Zachary is quite protective of both his hat and instrument. Both are gifts to him left by his grandfather to carry out his quest. If someone were to attempt and take these items from him he would protest greatly. Another thing is that even though it seems like Zachary can be quite flirtatious, he’s actually just extremely kind. To him every woman holds a unique beauty but he’s not in search of love quite yet; at least, not until his quest is complete. Lastly he speaks in broken tongue sometimes. The Ibion local tongue sometimes mixes with the international language. It’s quite common for him since he tends to say whatever is on his mind.

[ ❇ ] F A M I L Y

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Father: Yakuso Nyrid - A self-taught fisherman by trade. He did not buy into Angelo's stories and musical lessons like Zachary did. Yakuso believes that those story are mere children's tales and that the only true meaning in life is the profit earned from hard work and labor.

Mother: Isabella Nyrid - A woman whom was taught the trades of fishing by her husband's family. As much as she tried to participate in raising Zachary, she reluctantly passed that responsibility onto Angelo whom was more available to watch her child. Isabella wishes that her work wasn't as demanding as it was.

Grandfather: Angelo Nyrid - Zachary's sole reason for his passion in music. Angelo is the father of Zachary’s mother. He was taught how to play by his own grandfather, and used the knowledge and talent he possessed to pass on the mantle to his own grandchild.

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@Sola Word formatting didn't come through on me so I had to be fast. Believe me my heart skipped a beat.