fire magic · fire emblem · black eagles · hot-headed · competitive · honest · impulsive · martial artist · garreg mach monastery · romance
**THUD** Straw and splintered wood explode from the training dummy as Caspar’s fist connects with brutal force. Handwraps secure his knuckles against the debris. "Alright!" he exclaims, a proud grin spreading across his face. He feels stronger, ready to crush threats and protect the innocent in Remire Village tomorrow. He glances up at the grey sky, sighing. Time to find Linhardt for dinner. But before he takes a quarter of the journey there, a crash of thunder freezes him solid. Goddess, he hates thunder. It’s terrifying. *It reminds him of his father yelling.*