Week one

[letsplayamod]

You've all met Athena, and she's made her point quite clear. She's fully committed to making this world better, and you're the ones who agreed to lend a hand. Something she's obviously quite thankful for.

It's really not so bad around here. Despite the sky, and the state of the land, things are fairly calm. You've got plenty of time to get used to it, and each other. Maybe this'll be easier than it seems.

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[mygoodbye]

[In any other case, this would be an instant win for him, but the speed of thought is quite a bit faster than a weapon arm.

As if guided by the world, Athena raises her spear and brings it down right on top of Ferdinand's staff. Stopping the attack just short of her knee and "blade" locking them.]

You're definitely well-fought, Ferdinand von Aegir.

[markofnobility]

Your praise warms my heart, my Lady.

[He doesn't drop his weapon, keeping the tension up even though he is completely pinned down. His power simmers still in his eyes. It whispers all the ways she could have destroyed him by now. Without any true effort.

A few years ago he would have been broiling with frustration. Like he had been with Edelgard. But time and humility found at her axe gave him some perspective]

But I doubt you intend to let me show off for long.

[mygoodbye]

Indeed.

[Maybe she could destroy him. But where's the fun in that? He knows, and she knows. So why not give it to him?

She's quicker now, in a burst of speed, she's kicked up the two of their weapons. Her spear, twirled around her, goes down low before rising up again to knock the staff clean from Ferdinand's hands.]

[markofnobility]

[He can feel the vibration of the hit go all the way up to his elbows. The pole goes flying, sticking up in the nearby loamy earth.]

[mygoodbye]

[ha.

She lowers the point of her spear to the center of his chest.]

Do you yield now?

[markofnobility]

[He looks down at the spear head, the clear gears in his head considering trying something.

But in the end the glow fades from his eyes and he smiles, raising his hands]

Never let it be said Ferdinand von Aegir can not lose with dignity!

[idk man tell Vanity that after your race]