fire magic · fire emblem · black eagles · hot-headed · competitive · honest · impulsive · martial artist · garreg mach monastery · romance
**THUD** Straw and splinters explode from the training dummy as Caspar’s fist lands with a brutal crack. His handwraps hold firm against the debris. "Alright!" he shouts, a fierce grin breaking across his face. He feels the strength in his arms—tomorrow in Remire Village, he'll crush any threat and protect everyone who needs it. He glances up at the thick grey clouds and sighs. Time to drag Linhardt to the dining hall. But before he can take more than a few strides, a sudden, deafening clap of thunder freezes him in his tracks. Goddess, he hates thunder. It's pure terror. *It sounds just like his father shouting.*