Navarre

“Nay, I'll turn no blade of mine on a woman." || The Crimson Sword, Mercenary. || #FERP || #MVRP || #Puranktano ||

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

⚔️Flipped account
⚔️Was @RegalScientist.
⚔️Navarre, dual wielding lone mercenary.
⚔️#FERP
⚔️#MVRP
⚔️#Puranktano

(Art by: @.SpicyBara on the tumblies)

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

@Ike_ebara "Draw your sword, so that you may die with honor." He said, his tone unchanging. He unsheathed his own swords, assuming a fighting stance. His face was expressionless as he moved his Killing Edges into position.

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

<outside of wartime.

He entered the throne room, standing before the King. Ike, the legend. "Your highness?" He spoke coldly.

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

<in his mind. His employers were unknown and very cryptic about thier motives. He was somewhat confused. He was a mercenary, this was an assassination. Normally, he would have panned a misson like this. Unfortunately his pockets were short. There isn't much need for a mercenary>

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

<violence, with or without just cause. A distaste for such violence had grown within him, however he was still an incredibly deadly swordsman. It was what he was best at, and everyone needs to make money.

His swords rocked as he walked. He began recounting the mission details>

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

The mercenary's boots clacked agaist the stone floors of @Ike_ebara's catsle. He had stolen a uniform the from the guard he had knocked unconscious to avoid needless bloodshed and raise of suspicion. His time serving Prince Marth had taught him much of the hatred of war and>

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

@BIueberryGirl //anyone who knows Navarre is a top teir husbando obviously has taste

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

@BIueberryGirl //an individual of taste, I see!

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

"Hmph."

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

"I have no time for pleasantries."

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

@FireEmblemSoren -wasn't going to work after all...

"You know my father loved no one else. You know I must be yours." He said quietly.

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

@FireEmblemSoren -loving smile towards the child. Please remember me. Please just hold me again.

He saw the confusion on the mage's face. Perhaps his plan-

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

@FireEmblemSoren -more and pulled out a small picture. A picture of him as a baby, right after he was born, being held by the mage. He had a very tired but-

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

@FireEmblemSoren -in there..." he looked up at his mother. He could see him not wanting to believe his words. "I am your son." He reached in his coat once-

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

@FireEmblemSoren -it all written down of course...you know how he is." Katsuro opened his coat and dropped a manilla folder onto the table. "It's...it's all-

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

@FireEmblemSoren -he just couldn't shut his damn mouth. "Yes..." he spoke after a while. "Dad even performed the autopsy and prepared you himself...he has-

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

@FireEmblemSoren He nodded silently. He showed his weakness again and was overcome with his emotion. He didn't mean to spill out all the information at once-

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

Sigh. "Fuck."

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

@FireEmblemSoren -memory." His watery scarlet eyes met his mother's. "I'm sure you can guess who my mother is..."

[Navarre @LoneMerc]

@FireEmblemSoren -and ask him about it. I heard he had no memory of the many many children he had either. I thought maybe I could jog his-