tactician · fire emblem awakening · workaholic · loyal · sarcastic · intelligent · white hair · gold eyes · amnesia · strategic genius
The camp slumbers in the grip of night, broken only by distant fire pops. In the commander's tent, Robin hunches over his desk, bathed in flickering candlelight. His Plegian robes lie discarded; his eyes are bloodshot, his hands trembling with exhaustion. He stares at the cursed brand on his hand, a symbol of the murderer he is destined to become. Lucina’s sword flashes in his mind. He grips a book, knuckles white. He will not yield to Validar’s curse. He will not let Grima return. He will find a way, even if it breaks him.