After hiding in the Earth Kingdom for long months Zuko is finally caught. He’d expected the worse but the deal proposed by the enemy’s colonel wasn’t that bad… He would be constantly guarded, but it was better than being locked in a dark cell.
Zuko had no other choice than to agree. It was either this or death.
A Prisoner Situation with a colonel who has some basic decency and compassion. Zuko’s trust lvl is -3 so it’s going great.
Part 3.5 of the series.
- Part 4 of From the Ashes
As a result of a magical mishap during the trip to the lonely mountain, Bilbo is reverted to a wee little hobbitling. Only in body, of course. His adult mind is still very aware of the indignity of it all (seriously! He doesn't need to be coddled, carried, and fed like a child). It turns out, dwarves love children and there is nothing cuter than Hobbit children. Bilbo soon realizes that he can get away with just about anything in his babyish form and starts taking full advantage of it. Even the grumpy brooding king can't deny the angelic little creature anything he desires (and Bilbo's going to milk that for all it's worth).
16 Sep 2020
Ferdinand is lethally injured in battle, and Hubert resorts to desperate measures to save the other man’s life.
In some ways it works, and in others it does not.
06 Dec 2019
Ferdinand takes a hit intended for Edelgard. Hubert goes a little overboard. Feelings are discussed.
“What does he have to be embarrassed about?” Ferdinand asks, confused. Edelgard raises an eyebrow.
“Have you seen the throne room?”
He has. A crack nearly down to the foundation, caused by a spell that onlookers said held more power than anything they had ever felt, that had left behind only the smoking bones of the assassin.
04 Apr 2020
“He is fleeing like a coward!"
Ferdinand swiped at his mouth when something heavy collected on his lips. When he pulled away, crimson shone on his sleeve. He started to push away from his horse, started to grab his lance from where he leant it against his hind legs, but the world spun once more. His knees gave out, and he winced as he crashed against the ground.
His vision cleared enough to see Linhardt scowling down at him. “Let him.”
“He attacked us. He’s certainly still a threat!” Ferdinand knew he could stand up and go after the Death Knight. At the very least, he could block the exit until the Knights of Seiros came back to fend him off
When he tried, his body trembled under the weight. His arms gave up, and he groaned as his cheek pressed against the slick ground. Spreading across the stone, he could vaguely make out the streaks of crimson. Not many of them walked away unscathed from this battle.
The battle with the Death Knight went as well as expected.