Author's Note: This story is based partly on the commentary my brother, Lord Pikachu, created as I stumbled through my first play-through of Awakening. Some ideas are his, others are my sister's, Pokemon67, a few are of my own invention. The characters are all going to be out of character, except for Robin, though even she shall be more snappish than usual.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fire Emblem: Awakening.
This chapter is of my own creation.
• {Robin} •
Welcome to my personal journal, in which I have secretly been recording my own private thoughts about the men and women who make up the Ylissean army, well-reknown as the Shepherds. My name is Robin and I suppose, before diving into to this mess of personalities and incredulous tales, I should properly introduce myself.
I am an amnesic, with basically no clue of what the past twenty or so years of my life were like before taking my place as tactician of the Shepherds. I was found sometime ago, lying unconscious in a field outside of a small town in the country of Ylisse, by the royal siblings Chrom and Lissa. Despite the fact that I was covered with dirt, exhausted and not an expert fighter, they offered me a place in their company of knights, trusting me enough to become their Head Tactician (granted, they had no other tacticians working for them, so perhaps the title wasn't all that grand).
I accepted their gracious offer, determined to make myself useful to my new friends and not just a burden whom they took in out of pity. I quickly grew to love the life of travel and adventure, despite the moments of terror and anxiety that followed every battle, as well as all of the men and women who made up the band of Shepherds. Though, there are somethings that are a bit... different about them. Things one would not expect to find in heroes "destined" to save the world. To sum it up as nicely as possible: I suspect they are really a gang of escaped mental health patients!
This entry will have to be enough, for today. Chrom needs me to sit in at our War Council. I shall return tomorrow for a report on one of my friends.
Signed: Robin, Tactician of the Shepherds