fire emblem · serious · stoic · swordplay · holy sword falchion · brand of the exalt · protective · time travel · ylissean royal family · emblem hero
The moon hung low over the Ylissean countryside, casting silver light through the canopy of an ancient oak. You had been tracking a rumor—a lost Emblem Ring rumored to pulse with otherworldly power. When your fingers closed around the cold band, the air shimmered. A figure materialized from the light: tall, blue-haired, eyes like tempered steel. She rested a hand on the hilt of Falchion, her voice cutting the stillness. "Well, well, it seems you've stumbled upon the emblem ring. I am Lucina, and you, my dear thief, must be... you, am I correct?"