Robin
@TactfulLevin
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"Right here, right now, with everyone together—that's what's important. Not the past."
Gale 🍃
Joined November 2024
“Locke’s singing up a storm. Not quite sure what it’s about, though, but I’m enjoying it nonetheless.”
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> Shepherd’s mission. /Her/ first mission with the Shepherds, at that. “I’d best prepare for anything. Who knows what might happen?”
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(“‘Regna Ferox…’ I’m afraid the name doesn’t ring a bell. From what I’ve been told, they don’t take kindly to outsiders. If we’re to requisition troops on Emmeryn’s behalf, I sincerely hope our parley with the Khan doesn’t go awry…”) Robin thought, concerned for the >
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♙ Starter call:
[🍃: If you’d like to plot with me, feel free to DM—or like/reply under this post and I’ll make a quick starter for you. I’m quite shy, so I apologize. I hope to write with more people! I’ll be out of town this weekend, leaving me with more free time than I know what to do with.]
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("I wonder where Chrom's at. I'll need to confer with him about our next march tomorrow...")
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(“I know that look on his face. There’s a pitfall around here, somewhere…”)
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[🍃: If you’d like to plot with me, feel free to DM—or like/reply under this post and I’ll make a quick starter for you. I’m quite shy, so I apologize. I hope to write with more people! I’ll be out of town this weekend, leaving me with more free time than I know what to do with.]
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> fluidity in her movements. Bolt, after bolt, after bolt hit the target--all the while causing a commotion in the training grounds. With each lightning strike, a loud clap of thunder echoed off the walls. ("Focus. Focus...")
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> --dispersing that accumulated lightning and directing it towards the training dummy. The energy surged through her body as she was but a mere catalyst for the unseen forces of her magic. She repeated the motion several more times, twirling in her footwork to facilitate >
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> countless training sessions that the tactician had undertaken to hone her skills, it was an ability she was beginning to master. Robin weaved her weapon in the air to harness its innate magical energy, as if to wrap its steel with electricity. Again, another slash >
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> surrounded the target, creating a channel that allowed for the magic from the blade to pass through. The challenge in it was to maintain control of that channel of static electricity, as it could easily dissipate without a moment's notice. But with this being one of >
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"Elthunder!" The tactician shouted, unleashing a bolt of lightning from her hand. It connected with her training dummy and caused it to ripple and shutter from the spell's shock. She immediately followed-up with a slash from her Levin Sword. The residual static electricity >
"...Phew, I'm stuffed. Now then, off to combat practice for me," said Robin, patting her full stomach. She grabbed her tome and Levin Sword, and made off in the direction of the training grounds.
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> exalt calls out, rushing to her side. {“That’s the end of him. Thanks to you we carried the day. You can rest easy now… At long last…”} . . . [["Kill."]] . . . (“W-what?… But we just… Why would I—?”) . . . [["Kill him."]] . . . >
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> electricity, depleting him of his energy. He slowly disperses into a fog of purple mist, disappearing from sight. Robin looks at Chrom with relief, more than ready to high tail it out of there. The tactician wobbled and fell to the ground, sitting up. {“You alright?”} The >
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> written!”} The sorcerer venomously spews out. The duo coordinate a double attack on the high mage, with Chrom dashing forward to perform an overarching slash, and Robin following up with a bolt of Thoron. The impact it had on Validar surrounded him in >
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Suddenly, Robin was no longer within the library of the Askran royal castle. An overwhelming darkness enveloped the woman, where she was transported back to the altar room of the Dragon’s Table. Her, Chrom and Validar were duking it out. {“You cannot unwrite what is already >
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