#⚔️ ic. / crest of flames.

[fellstcr]

⚔️ // crimson flames danced through the air , bright and beautiful as the dance of the strange creature whose hands bid the flame do its beckoning. a truly wondrous sight. one that stirred old memories from deep within — of ancient fires and a canyon filled with the ghosts of people that were once known... and now , were lost to the sea of time.

how intriguing ... that this performer could stir such deeply buried memories. . . ( and so on a whim of compulsion , byleth neared the amphitheatre stage when the crowd had begun to thin with the performance's conclusion. )

".... excuse me," she ventured , stilling just shy "i wanted to tell you that your dancing is beautiful. i'm ... not certain i have ever seen such mastery over flame before."

@flameindream

#flameindream #flameindream / o1 #⚔️ ic. / crest of flames. #⚔️ thread. / closed. #(//VIBRATES IN THE DEITIES) #(i've been so ready for their meeting and subsequent friendship for mONTHS)

[fellstcr]

⚔️ // she sang an old hymn inside of hallowed halls. her voice , a soft soprano that echoes throughout the temple to any keen listener who happens to pass by.

open !

#⚔️ thread. / open. #⚔️ ic. / crest of flames. #(playing through the blue lions white clouds phase again - this time w my fiance - and it's got me going nUTS over byleth + faith)

[fellstcr]

"my hair wasn't always this shade of green..."

#⚔️ ic. / crest of flames. #⚔️ crack. / my battle ends heeere! #⚔️ dash comm. / building supports.

[fellstcr]

⚔️ // hands clasped together , laced before her chest in something of an anxious habit. the building — a mall , she had read — was a rather large establishment. larger , even , than the monastery. it was not the scale of the building that had perturbed her ... so much as it was the INFLUX of city residents that had flocked to the establishment.

it was an overwhelming crowd ... enough to make even the professor hesitate upon venturing further within. she did so anyways , brought with purpose to see for her own eyes some of the festivities of this world , instead of tucking herself away. soon enough , though , she found herself flocking to the only station of the mall that somehow seemed QUIETER. ( in the very least the frolicking gaiety of the children here was far more manageable that the ebb and flow of hundreds of patrons elsewhere. ) a small workshop of sorts well to do with crafting.

well ... she supposed she had come along this far with purpose. and perhaps a more mundane activity might ease the mind.

"...excuse me," she turned to the nearest other person whose hands were filled with supplies for what she could only assume was some sort of sewing task. "if it isn't too much trouble , could you show me how this-" she swept arm towards the supplies and employees scattered about the workshop area- "all works? or , rather. how you got involved. i'm not really sure where to start."

@bluestringpuppeteer / hearths rising starter !

#⚔️ ic. / crest of flames. #⚔️ thread. / closed. #bluestringpuppeteer #bluestringpuppeteer / o1 #(//gives u a byleth !! let them create some hearth dolls together u3u) #event // hearths rising 2023

[fellstcr]

⚔️ // "i feel i should thank you for accompanying me, sora." byleth said , turning to the young boy who was accompanying her down the winding path towards the farmlands. "i think donald will appreciate a gift this season. or at least , i've heard that the locals here exchange gifts around this time."

@liightaga / hearths rising plotted starter !

#⚔️ ic. / crest of flames. #⚔️ thread. / closed. #liightaga #liightaga / o2 #event // hearths rising 2023

[fellstcr]

⚔️ // this day , it seemed the local tea shop was rather full of patrons from all across the isles. byleth chalked it up to the winter festivities all around downtown arcanus. and as such , the isles were filled with tea-goers of all shapes and sizes. so much so that it seemed the employees here could not quite keep up with the demand.

one such worker had been drawn away from another guest nearby byleth , who observed the crowd and the hasty chaos of the store all around her with a keen eye. ( her ear picked up the faintest machinations of a search for a specific kind of tea. a blend that she had eyed on several occasions now in her personal quest to stock her own collection. )

byleth stepped towards the man she had noticed. "excuse me. you ... said you were looking for the lavender blends , right? i can show you. since they're busy."

@cagedfreedom / starter for jade ! <3

#⚔️ ic. / crest of flames. #⚔️ thread. / closed. #cagedfreedom #cagedfreedom / o1 #(WOOOOOOOOOOOOO) #(jade my beLOVED)

[fellstcr]

⚔️ // warmth from a paper cup seeped into byleth's hands , a slow trickle of feeling that made her fingertips prickle and as hot and cold assaulted the senses. the ebenos gardens were hushed as byleth stepped through the hedges of slumbering flowers and beneath the bare canopies. she found it a comforting place. reminiscent in some ways of garreg mach —  and like a bird seeking out nest byleth found herself flocking to it , chasing down the memories of hallowed halls and students around any corner. ( the echoes of familiar things whispered on the wind. )

it was as she rounded a corner and found her footsteps guiding her to the central pergola that a new wind blew , and with it a shiver of cold that wound its way beneath her coat and sent chills down her spine. the snow was disturbed here , though more of it descended like fine powder from the skies above. and stirred from her thoughts did byleth look up — only to find a woman standing beneath the flutter golden ribbons ; of wishes cast to the aether.

she knew that diadem of a dragon's wings.

it was the warrior ... the woman from her dreams ....

the cup tumbled from byleth's hands. &. liquid amber stained across the powdered snow.

@seirosu / t h e y ;;4;;

#⚔️ ic. / crest of flames. #⚔️ thread. / closed. #(so like what i was cheeky and decided to reference the og....but Different :tm:) #seirosu #seirosu / oo1

[fellstcr]

⚔️ // there was a stillness of night that could not compete with the day. a tranquility found only beneath the stars and the coolness of a dark sky. despite this , byleth had found herself a restless spirit , and though the chill of winter nipped at her nose and fingertips , its BITE was almost a pleasant sting.

she drew her coat further over her shoulders , pinning the grey fabric into something of a shawl. her sleeves fluttered like dark wings yearning for flight beneath the golden shimmer of twinkling tree-lights and a flurry of a snow-swept breeze.

the largest moon , waxing crescent , still shone its silver light across the frozen waters of the lake all the same. even if the blue sea star was nowhere to be seen in the sky above , the same as the last .... ( something in her ached with longing ... a pain wedged between her fourth and fifth ribs , cutting as quick as the icy air. )

...a flicker of movement not so far from her caught byleth's eye. a shadow of a figure , tall and unfamiliar to her. another person. it seemed after all she was not the only one to wander so late at night.

@mischiefmodig / hearths rising ; plotted .

#⚔️ ic. / crest of flames. #⚔️ thread. / closed. #mischiefmodig #mischiefmodig / o1 #event // hearths rising 2023

[fellstcr]

⚔️ // a shuffle of motion , and two white ears caught the eye of the beholder. a child it seemed , and yet still such a curious thing. for it was certainly no human child , and still byleth could nearly sense his great despair. he held it in the twitch of his ears and within the knotting of his shoulders.

"...hello little one," byleth greeted , lifting her hand and waving slight , lips curled upright in a tiny smile she hoped was reassuring. carefully , she knelt to the child's eye line and cocked her head to one side. "you seem troubled.... are you alright?"

@magiccuco / roomies !

#⚔️ ic. / crest of flames. #⚔️ thread. / closed. #magiccuco / o1 #magiccuco

[fellstcr]

⚔️ // walking through the winding cobble streets of the central district ( or so said the weather-worn signs ) was quite the chore. it had been a long time since byleth had felt so out of her depth... almost as though she were firstly exploring garreg mach all over again. it was only when byleth had turned one corner that byleth gave full pause at something - SOMEONE - familiar to her.

".... donald ....?"

voice as thin as a gusty breeze ; hope like a silver lining across the proverbial sea. hands stitched together , threading fingers and knitting palm to palm. had she a heart perhaps it might just stop. only it did not.

"... is it ... you?"

@unluckyuncle

#⚔️ ic. / crest of flames. #⚔️ thread. / closed. #unluckyuncle #unluckyuncle / o1 #(REUNION TIME)

[fellstcr]

⚔️ // "i'd understand if you had other things you would rather do today" byleth was saying , "but if it isn't too much trouble for you , i —.... i think it would be nice to be able to spend some time together. outside of the temple , i mean." it was said haltingly. hesitantly. all between a failing flicker of eye contact as byleth's gaze fell to one side , and her fingers curled into the fabric of her skirts.

of course ... byleth knew that she SHOULDN'T BE NERVOUS. seiros didn't know who she was or could be. they barely knew anything about each other. even still , an anxious prickling knotted her stomach all the same. EXPECTANT , almost , that seiros might even rebuke the idea outright.

but the truth was that the potential to share in her company for a little while was every bit worth the strain of asking.

"i recently got new tea blends that you might be interested in. and ... it would be a nice way to wind down after a hard day's work."

@seirosu / amity celebration !

#festival // the amity celebration #the amity celebration / 2024 #(...i would'a just started in the tea party already but there's something endlessly precious 2 me about byleth asking first so =4=) #(....not so much byleth's anxiety about asking but i mean sieros getting invited to a tea party and then the way byleth's gonna !!! abt it) #(anyways setting this at the temple for now... maybe sieros made her tapestry just before??) #(byleth's i think would be hanging up in her sitting room) #⚔️ ic. / crest of flames. #⚔️ thread. / closed. #seirosu #seirosu / oo3

[fellstcr]

⚔️ // she had to remind herself that just because ismael did not respond did NOT mean that something ill had befallen her. ( it took true strength not to check up on her , when the thought plagued byleth's mind. ) nor did it mean that ismael was ignoring her on purpose. ( though the question still lingered: what if she was? had byleth done something to vex her ? )

perhaps she was a bit TOO relieved to hear back from ismael , when her friend relayed message back. but how could she help it?

[ text ; ismael. ] ok.

it didn't take byleth very long to convene at ismael's premises. though , this time , she did knock. if only for the sake of the small box , and extra parcels in her arms.

"hi."

@heclingmuzik / con. from (x.)

#⚔️ ic. / crest of flames. #⚔️ thread. / closed. #heclingmuzik #heclingmuzik / 13 #(not me going !!! bc birthday things and positive ismael development !!) #(and then their inevitable next thread will be First Lessons)

[fellstcr]

⚔️ //  finding  sun  was  easy.  she  knew  well  his  haunts.  but  somehow  ,  she  found  that  tracing  his  whereabouts  this  time  was  a  more  daunting  endeavor  than  usual.  when  she  did  finally  find  him  ,  relief  crashed  like  a  wave  ,  and  byleth  was  quick  to  hasten  her  step  as  she  crossed  the  sea  of  people  to  greet  him.

      only  ,  something  was  different.  he  was  —  taller.  or  ,  rather:  “you’re  ...  you’re  not  slouching.”

@sxnburst / what do you mean we're not done w the mist thread yet

#(i do what i want) #(i can't be contained) #(their friendships /eats me/ ok let me live) #⚔️ ic. / crest of flames. #⚔️ thread. / closed. #sxnburst #sxnburst / 12

[fellstcr]

⚔️ // slumber was a quiet and slow thing. it had stitched her broken from together once , and REVEALED TIME'S FLOW to the form that had come before. clearly in aevum , with a mask donned over her face , traversing the realms of slumber was similar to those such undertakings. a hazy imitation of the city sprawled before the enlightened one as though it were an extension of the haze of TIME'S PAUSE. from here , byleth could see all that connected the dormant with the living. pathways into the mind's eye , and shadowy serpents that clustered around the traps that held them there. with a flaming sword in hand , byleth had cut down the beasts from one glistening dream-orb to the other , freeing the pour souls trapped within from the depths of their own mind's despair.

THERE WAS NO TIME FOR HESITATION.

. . . that was , until she found seiros.

— seeing her , BYLETH COULD ALREADY HEAR IT : scorn upon a scalding tongue . unbridled RAGE for trespassing upon SACRED GROUND. for after all what was more hallowed than the sanctity of the mind ? even with the best of intentions , byleth had learned that her words were paltry upon the tongue and her actions doubly worthless .

but this was not the rhea that had grown to loathe her so. nor was she the rhea that byleth had shared precious time with. she was younger. the SAINT OF PROPHECIES and future deliverer of fodlan's people. easier to read in some ways ... and even more difficult to understand in others.

but byleth recalled the smoke of bonfires and the glitter of light upon stone . green tresses like hers , and eyes that glowed like hers , and songs sung in celebration as dragons soared in the skies above. honeyed wine in a golden cup. the indivisible with his sterling smiles and silver-woven tales. WOULD SEIROS' DREAM BE SIMILAR? did she yearn for those old temples and courtyards and halls?

( from afar , sleep crawlers ghosted over the fields and drew closer to the immaculate's resting place. tightening her grip upon her blade , byleth gauged their distance before turning back to the woman's entrapment. )

maybe she was too much of a STRANGER to encroach. . . but even rhea had welcomed her into her dream of the dancing city of ghosts. as though she had been , and was fit to stray inside of it.

. . . so why couldn't SEIROS ?

( . . . besides , even if she reproached her , byleth could always point blame at the unprecedented circumstances . )

byleth's fingers unfurled , and she pressed against the dream's surface.

@seirosu / hypnum insomnum prt. II (plotted!)

#⚔️ ic. / crest of flames. #⚔️ thread. / closed. #event // hypnum insomnum #hypnum insomnum // act two #seirosu / oo2 #( nabatea nabatea nabatea * continued excited chanting * ) #( don't mind byleth she's just justifying her actions as you do ) #( seiros is a roll of the dice for her at all given times )

[fellstcr]

she's still advocating for LIVING for what you believe in thank you .

#⚔️ ic. / crest of flames. #⚔️ dash comm. / building supports. #(LEGATO NO)

[fellstcr]

TAKE A BREAK / @heroicvaliant / no longer accepting !           ↳  "Yeahh, uh— coffee break? I think you need one."

⚔️ // there was a rustling of papers as the professor stood straighter. eyes snapped from the map of arcanus isle ( and her many , many , many AIPD cross-referenced notes on incidents around the area ) to the ( stick ) figure shadowing the area nearby.

the visitor.

and what a time it was to choose to gain an eagle eye of the adventurer's guild. she was perhaps one of the better informed of the members , and as byleth's attention drifted to the scattered souls sent haywire around the headquarters , rushing and bustling with an energy somewhere between far too relaxed and frantic , byleth could only fathom one thing in regards to the visitor's current predicament.

perhaps neither was she setting a very good example.

"... i appreciate the offer." she paused , looked longingly back at the map , and returned her attentions to ... ( she glanced at his name tag. then swat away the thought of how it managed to stay pinned to his person. ) charles calvin. "i suppose it wouldn't be a bad idea to take a step away. i can show you around if you'd like , ... charles."

#⚔️ ic. / crest of flames. #⚔️ ask. / trade secrets. #heroicvaliant #(tried to keep it relatively vague as far as event stuff goes but i do remember seeing a post!!) #(about charles' potential jobs :eyes: being a guard or the adventurer's guild) #(and then i thought 'well this event is def a good time to get to know guild members...which byleth happens to be aff. with)