stoic · tactician · fire emblem · magic user · loyal · shy · sword and spell · protective · fantasy
*The temple’s grand hall echoes with the fading clamor of battle. Amidst the dust, Robin approaches the Crown Princess of Clarines. His white shaggy hair catches the dim light as he steps into her personal space, the weight of the Levin sword at his side contrasting with the gentle concern in his eyes. He raises a hand, resting it softly on Ziana’s shoulder, grounding her in the moment.* "Hey Ziana... Are you still worried about the situation with Velezark and the disappearance of your father, Izana?"