#prodigiosusmagus

[venalier]

TO SHATTER A HART. — ♡

          they say that, centuries ago, this ground had been watered with historic blood. forced to march alongside the rest of the camp ( but are they soldiers or prisoners? or sacrifices? what is their place in this strange war they’d been thrust into without context or the chance to regain their bearings? ), she’s given just enough time to mull over what might await them and take in the daunting unknown that lay as interminable and inevitable as the endless stretch of deceptively picturesque fields. since they’d woken up on this foreign ground, it’s been nothing but struggle after struggle — first the inexplicable illness that had gripped half their lot and vanished with equally little explanation, then to be rounded up and walked into the encampment as ‘ guests ’, though she knew better than that. the skirmish that had suddenly broken out, the lives that had been taken — and restored?

          now this: the solemn line of demoralized yellow marching in grim silence; she’s been in an army before, but it wasn’t anything like this. ( she’d been among comrades, at least friendly faces. ) why are they here to fight an empire none of them have a quarrel with? if, as the shared dreams imply, they had been sent here for a reason, then why isn’t anything coming together at all?

                                maybe her biggest fear in all of this,                        is that they’ll just die here, for a cause none of them agreed to,                                                  and everything— it’ll all be for nothing.

          now this: a disturbance in the ranks near the front; she grabs her naginata on instinct, anticipating an ambush. already? men shout; shouts turn to screams; the formation dismantles and soldiers start to break away; she catches one’s panicked face as he shoves her aside to escape. are they so weak-willed—

          now this: no, not weak-willed, because the sight that greets them isn’t the sea of adrestian and armor-clad red that they’d expected to be waiting for them, but something grotesque: a swelling mass that gurgles and snarls as it rapidly grows. one of their own? she spots the last tatters of gold and black before they are swallowed into a pattern of camouflage hide as would be found on the coat of a hind. it’s familiar dark curls, then, that twist and harden and elongate into ten, twelve, twenty point antlers of branching, macabre black, when she realizes the chilling truth;

                                       now this: ❝ ... claude? ❞

          it takes shape before all of their eyes: a monstrously large stag ( just like the visions! ) that would be only that if not for when it turns its face towards them to reveal a nightmarish chimera of human and cervid and rows of demonic teeth. but it’s the gleeful malice frozen in bloodshot eyes that she thinks she’ll never forget.

          teeth chattering, she wills herself to push past the shock, to pull her weapon from her back and into her hands. don’t shake. shigure and a few others she knows are nearby; they'd faced horror together before. and they’d made it out then. ❝ if the others won’t fight— ❞ palms cinch firm around polished wood, ❝ —then we’ll have to. ❞ more and more of the so-called alliance army scatters around them; is this what that prophetic voice had been leading them to? are they the only ones willing to stand their ground in the end?

          the stag rears — ❝ don’t let it escape! ❞ — and she charges;

caeldori misses! ( 4 )

          blade raised and legs crouched, ready to leap and bring a first shattering blow down on the distortion’s broad shoulders and give her allies an opening. but she never gets off the ground, doesn’t expect magic,

cervid husk attacks! ( 14 )

          for forelegs to gash at the air and a burst of wind to knock her solidly backwards, eyes squeezed shut and tumbling painfully through the grass, only years of training keeping her from losing her weapon in the process. when she slows, a sharp twinge from her torso suggests she’d bruised or torn something, maybe, in that poorly timed attempt. ugh, embarrassing. she’s supposed to be better than this. butt of the pole to the ground, she pushes to her feet, steadies herself. a monster that big would be tough to fight on foot. just her luck, to end up in a clash like this for her life without a pegasus.

next » @ceaselessblade

#ceaselessblade #ladamedepique #razurite #darklingdragon #sunisoleil #prodigiosusmagus #progenitorheart #╰ ･:･ ♡ // thread › ❛ to shatter a hart. #L&KTrust2020 #i was gonna just rip off 3h and name this 'god shattering star' lmfao but #that seemed cheap so it's a poor reference to it instead

[lareinacordelia]

𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞

（ @prodigiosusmagus ）

     No matter where you are, some things remain the same. An unsettling constant in a sea of change. War always survives and finds its way back in people’s lives. The victors of yesterday can fall to their demise come the next. Victory will always be short lived and war will never truly end.

     Cordelia realized this long ago, aware peace is always temporary. Even in a separate timeline, she knows this is an accurate possibility that could be in store for her (should she stay in Fodlan). When the call to arms has been raised come the ambush of the Imperial army, Cordelia fights on, lance by her side, and a loud cry let out as she joins the Alliance.

     Their numbers were overwhelming, and they had very little time to prepare. Still, she will not flee and delay the inevitable. It’s either she power through this, or she falls. ❝ HAA! ❞ She pierces through one of the soldiers clad in crimson, no remorse, the thought of survival the only thing left in her mind. The loose robe indicate they were a mage, and Cordelia fails to move back when the mage conjures up fire from thin air, shoving it towards Cordelia. 

          Dealt 5 damage and received 5 damage!           Cordelia HP: 10/15 | Mage O: 10/15

#⊰ ˙ ˖ ✧ — ricken ┊ support #⊰ ˙ ˖ ✧ — allies once more ┊ thread #⊰ ˙ ˖ ✧ — lock and key ┊ event #L&KTrust2020 #prodigiosusmagus

[theofficersacademy]

i'm not vibing much in the group and motivation has been low. Sorry to the few I had connections with! I'll be dropping Ricken and Saleh.

Ricken and Saleh have been dropped and are now available!

- Mod Ree

#ricken #awakening #ylisse #saleh #fe rp #fire emblem rp #magvel #sacred stones #drops #prodigiosusmagus

[fortuitousflowers]

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send a beach ask! ( accepting ) | @prodigiosusmagus

          Olivia had inspired the Shepherds many times, both on and off the battlefield. Today, after seeing the gorgeous sand castle she constructed, Sumia thought… hey! Why not give making one a try, too? She managed to find a pail and a shovel scattered along the beach. After settling in a spot that seemed safe from the sea, Sumia took to filling her mold with damp sand. 

          It wouldn’t look close to something fancy or intricate, of course. But there wasn’t anything wrong with humble beginnings! Even the Exalt’s palace started with with a single stone. After she finished packing, Sumia flipped the pail over and tapped it on all sides to loosen the sand. Carefully, very, VERY carefully, she lifted it upwards. If this managed to stand, Sumia would have her base. 

          “...Oh, pegasus plop.” 

          And there it went. To her credit, it didn’t fall apart completely. It was only the top and one side that crumbed. The real issues started when she tried using her hands. That’s when the shape went from not-exactly held together to just a giant mound. Sumia let out a sigh. Well, this was a failure. She looked toward the beach, wondering if maybe, like most things, sand castles simply weren’t her calling.

          That’s when she spotted him. 

          “Ricken!” Sumia called, waving her friend over. “It’s so good to see you! You’re just who I need for this!” Her dream seemed to be conjuring up just about everything she wanted so far. It made perfect sense for Ricken to show up in this situation. “Do you have any spells that could sculpt sand?” To demonstrate her point, Sumia scooped up a handful and let the grains fall through her fingers. 

          “I wanted to make a castle and… I haven’t been having much luck the usual way.”

#prodigiosusmagus #beachevent2020

[sweettoothforhire]

» all grown up

starter for @prodigiosusmagus

How long were they going to stay here?

Gaius was getting impatient, his brain fried from... stuff. Who would have thought being occupied with some mission or training regime was something he’d miss? This beach was nice and all, but come on now voice, take me back!

...

Whining about it didn’t do shit and was running out of ways to kick back and relax. Tonight, he decides, would be a night for good ol’ drinking. Their fancy ass accommodation at least had a glorious array of poison, and boy is he in the mood for a lot. 

Of course, drinking was never fun on your own. Someone comes to mind as he thinks of who to invite, but that would just jumble up his head again. Alcohol was unresolved feelings? Pass! There’s Blue, but damn, this beach suddenly started popping out blues left and right. He might end up grabbing the wrong Blue and if he guessed right, they’re all royals. Again, pass!

“Who can I grab then...” He searches and searches, until his eyes found someone interesting-- someone familiar, in fact. He looked like little Ricken but he’s not so little anymore. Maybe all that milk was finally taking into effect. Gaius can only grin as he runs up to the lil guy, arm already slung on his shoulders. “Well if it ain’t my favorite Hero. When did you get here, huh?” 

He counted the years that passed by in his head, guessing the younger man’s age. Now that he thinks about it, he’s not so young anymore. Good for him, perfect for Gaius. “You know what the perfect way to celebrate our reunion is?” A pause, but not too long. “That’s right. Hope you already ate somethin’ Rickie boy, we’re in for a night of drinking!”

#thread: all grown up #prodigioususmagus #support: ricken #( LATE BUT TA DA ) #( hangover montage )

[darklingdragon]

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“E-excuse me!” Myrrh peeked out of the hole she had dug, only the top of her head being able to be seen otherwise. Her hands appeared over the side as she pushed up. “Could you had me that bucket?”

She had never heard of a ‘sand castle’ before now, but the idea of it was very exciting! She also thought there was something very poignant about a non-permanent sort-of palace.  But every good castle needed a moat right? Her hands were gritty and sandy but she dug down, down, down and there was a massive hole in the sand now. 

“O-oh! And be sure to watch your step, too! If you fell in here it might ruin all the fun before it all gets washed away.” She ducked back down to continue her work before peeking back up again. “And thanks, this is really enjoyable and fun~”

#ask memes #//whaaaaa thank you for sendingggg #prodigiosusmagus

[fortuitousflowers]

munday!!

tagged by: @exaltbound nicknames: Possum to some!  zodiac: capricorn, rooster  height: 173 cm ( about 5′8″ and a half ) timezone: PST listening to: Orville Peck  last movie i saw: Friday the 13th  last thing i googled: Definition of co-morbidity  average amount of sleep: 6-9 hours what i’m wearing: t-shirt and pj pants  dream job: Ideally none, I’d like to travel the world and do what I want using my mysteriously amassed riches. In absence of a sugar momma and/or vampiric blood curse, I’m studying to be a public librarian dream trip: I want to go EVERYWHERE for different reasons. For now, a wilderness trip to Alaska to see the Northern Lights would be fun favorite food: Sushi  play any instruments: I took violin lessons when I was younger but I’m far from a proficient player eye color: Green hair color: Blonde  languages: English and Hungarian  most iconic song: Mr. Brightside by The Killers  random fact about me: I’m currently learning various types of needlework!  reason for my url: Sumia does flower fortunes 

tagging: @sweettoothforhire , @displaced-tactician , @dearmissmaribelle , @ceaselessblade , @prodigiosusmagus , @darklingdragon , @ingridbgalatea & anyone who wants to do it! Apologies if you were already tagged or already did it! 

#toa:askmeme