Ouiaboo
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Ouiaboo
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Xillia
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× Setting ×
At the dawn of the new war on Plegia.
Ylissean forces have begun a war with the Grimleal after a resounding victory in Valm against Walhart.
The dawn of Grima is nigh, but can the Shepherds stop the darkness from winning?
× Characters ×
Robin, Lissa, Kuro - Ouiaboo
Chrom, Frederick, Claire - Vapor
...more to be discovered...
× Setting ×
At the dawn of the new war on Plegia.
Ylissean forces have begun a war with the Grimleal after a resounding victory in Valm against Walhart.
The dawn of Grima is nigh, but can the Shepherds stop the darkness from winning?
× Characters ×
Robin, Lissa, Kuro - Ouiaboo
Chrom, Frederick, Claire - Vapor
...more to be discovered...
× The candlelight licked the darkness. The time ticked on. The tactician was wearing down, and yet there was still so much more he had to do. If they were to win the war with Plegia, to save the halidom, he couldn't rest until it was clear what path they would take. Strategies whizzed in and out of his mind, and he jotted down which good ideas he came up with. In the morning, he'd review them with Chrom and the others who leaded the front against Plegia. His ragtag group of friends... He took a glance at the time, as if that would do any good. It's late. That's all there was to it. He released a sigh into the night, and continued on. Just as he'd neared a conclusion to his strategy, it hung at the end of his tongue. His mind was doing anything left within its power to avoid work. The loss of focus that happens at dusk. Just a little more, he pleaded with his own mind. It was no good. Unfortunately, he wouldn't come to the conclusion here. At least not for now. A scream penetrated the night's silence.
Robin stirred at once from his thoughts, jostling his desk so hard the candle nearly toppled to the ground. His papers certainly did. Robin struggled at first to come to reality, but once he had he broke into a sprint. His robes rustled in pace.
"Chrom," his voice came rough to his throat. He cleared it. More firmly, "Where's Chrom?" His eyes took in the scene before his mind did. The Shepherds had set up camp, and now that very camp was lit aflame. It was a spectacle behold, a blaze in the dead black. Robin set himself to work immediately, to keep the pyre at bay.
"There's still someone inside!" someone cried.
Robin's heart sank.
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