TentacleLord

Song of Betrayal | Fire Emblem

And thus Xanxus brained Darrian and all was right with the world forever.

Song of Betrayal | Fire Emblem

The dark mage's ecstatic expression never faded as he finally got his breathing back under control again, the air in his lungs no longer coming out in wheezing gasps. He gave Lumara's suggestion a second or two to sink in before Logan stood bolt upright and stared longingly at the wyvern, voicing his concerns under his breath as if to reconfirm that he had them all. "...need to reconvene with the blonde mage...he promises to be able to give me knowledge if I stick around him long enough...however, I can learn many things from this wyvern, and Lumara has some... interesting allies...Therefore-" The dark-haired spellcaster looked over to Lumara before continuing in a normal tone of voice. "-I accept! This allows allows me a higher chance to study your wonderful companion, and probably offers better protection than the shady man that the blonde mage seemed to be recruiting." There was a moment's pause before his expression shifted ever so slightly, his now-hardened gaze scything through the air as the smile spread into something more akin to a demonic grimace. "And I'm a mage, Lumara, My study also requires me to be upon the battlefield more often than not, and the thrill, as you say, isn't... lost on me."

The deadly mirth faded as quickly as it had come, the alcohol taking the edge of his words as he looked around for the tankard he'd taken from the main floor of the tavern, finding it(to his dull surprise) still clutched in his grasp, before taking a small swig and then proffering it to the Wyvern Lord. "You seem to be missing yours."

Song of Betrayal | Fire Emblem

Logan followed the blonde woman out the door, making sure to note the positions of who appeared to Lumara's allies, and ignored the nagging suspicion that was tapping at the back of his mind. There was something the bandaged man had said that was vitally important, but it wasn't returning to the forefront of his whirling thoughts, and as such could wait until this woman and her wyvern were sorted. The spellcaster returned from the depths of his mind as they crossed into the stables, the resulting smell of horses and feces ripping through any semblance of inner concentration that Logan may have built up. He stared vacantly at the horses, dismissing them as great stupid beasts before his eyes lighted upon the brown wyvern that was no doubt the object of Lumara's affection.

There was a moment's pause as man and beast saw eye to nose for a moment or two, before Logan's mouth broke into a grin usually reserved for rare tomes or other magi. "Wonderful! Magnificent!" The dark mage did a little jig as he danced closer to the wyvern, darting back and forth around the entire creature as he examined everything that the still sleepy monster would show from his small position. After quite a few moments of excited movement, Logan turned to Lumara, his face still holding the elated expression of child-like proportions. "How old is he? What does he eat? How does he act when he feels you're in danger? What does he consider danger? How does he fly? When is he most active? How does one tell if he wants to mate? How does he maintain his hygiene? Why'd you choose him? Does it cause him stress to be in a stable? Is he a prime example of a male of his species? Can-" The dark mage cut off, and began to gasp for breath, holding up a finger to signify a moment's pause before gasping out: "Well?"

Song of Betrayal | Fire Emblem

The dark mage's body went rigid at the mention the Grimleal. Thoughts raced though his head, wondering briefly if he should kill her before she mentioned it to others and started a mob. Perhaps he could run, she seemed to have enough drink in her to leave her confused if he dropped her. Perhaps she would be silenced with gold? His fingers flexed against the chair, gripping the aged wood like as if it were a throat to be snapped, and the dark mage's eyes stared holes into the side of Lumara's head as he went over his options once more, finally dismissing them as she continued on as if nothing bad had happened, his tense body relaxing once more. "I see. In that case-" Logan's response was cut off by the actions of the bald man who smelled of snuffed fires and the harsh tang of energy, suggesting some sort of mage. The dark-featured man took the time that the other mage's interruption as a chance to fix his hair, feeling to make sure the vibrant purple tattoo was hidden.

As the other man wandered of, Logan's attention was again on the woman on his lap, who appeared to be as sultry as ever. "Your wyvern? I'm sure it would be my pleasure." The dark mage turned to the drink he had left on the table, taking a rather large swig to calm his nerves once more, before lifting Lumara up and off him, the feeling returning to his legs in a rush. Pins and needles ran down his lower limbs as the black-haired spellcaster stood upright and nearly buckled only once, picking up the Thoron tome from where he'd left it in the morning and storing it once more inside his coat. He made a note to drag the blonde haired man from last night on this merry adventure that he seemed to be embarking on. "Lead onward, Miss Lumara. I'm sure this will be an experience for the both of us."

Song of Betrayal | Fire Emblem

You know, more people to kill the Shepherds.

Song of Betrayal | Fire Emblem

What Asura said.

Song of Betrayal | Fire Emblem

I'm fairly certain the words magic and college in the same sentence would get Logan, who's already Plegian, hooked.

Song of Betrayal | Fire Emblem

A PC, or one of the nameless Wyvern Lords in the Exalt's army?

Song of Betrayal | Fire Emblem

So, Laius is gonna assimilate the Shepherds, rather than get assimilated in turn? I can get behind that.

Song of Betrayal | Fire Emblem

That's how the Exalt's men will find them. By the trail of destruction and random happenstance.