Fire Emblem Three Houses: Wanderer

Green Haired Wanderer

Hubert stood, shocked, "Byleth, what do you mean?"

"They killed my father!" Byleth cried out, "You guys helped them kill my father! It's them or me!"

"I..." Hubert sighs, "I'm sorry for what happened Byleth but Edelgard-"

"You know what?" Byleth glares, "To Hell with Edelgard. If you're going to work with such scum, you work without me."

"Byleth please reconsider," Hubert pleaded, "You are being irrational and-"

Byleth, with a glare, that silenced even Hubert, walked away...

That was one month ago.

Edelgard wept in her room for her lost ally. An ally she was very close to...

She could not show this weakness however, not to anyone. Not to Petra, Hubert, or anyone. She was so happy to see him alive after all those years, to have him just walk away ripped her heart out...

Yet, ax in hand, she collected herself, stood, and prepared for battle...

"A green haired swordsman?" Dimitri inquired, "Wandering my kingdom?"

"Yes sir," a soldier responded, "Rumor has it he's been fighting beasts that have been threatening the villages nearby."

"My old friend," Dimitri smiled to himself, "Have you finally returned?..."

"Where are they?" Byleth demanded, his appearance ragged, his cloak torn, his body malnourished, consumed by obsession with revenge, his eyes sunken and tried, and the rare but warm smile on his face gone. Replaced with a permanent wrathful scowl.

"I don't know!" The bandit begged, "I-"

Byleth beat the bandit's skull against the ground as the rain begins to fall upon the bandit fort, blood began to mix into the mud as the bandit died, his skull shattered by the maddened warrior.

Byleth searched the fort, for food or supplies, finding only a meager sum of gold, enough for a day's food at most.

Swiping it, Byleth muttered to himself, "Waste of time. No leads. Gotta keep moving."

Byleth entered a nearby market place and walked into a local diner and demands, "Give me whatever is cheapest."

A waiter nodded as Dimitri entered with a sketch of Byleth, asking civilians, "Have you seen this man?'

A waiter pointed towards Byleth, and Dimitri felt a slew of emotions upon seeing the broken man his friend has become. At first he feels rage that Byleth would side with Edelgard, but he feels a certain understanding for Byleth's mental state, and decides to approach the young man calmly, approaching Byleth not as a soldier, but a concerned friend. Keeping his sword on hand however, just to be safe.

In the bustling restaurant he sits in front of Byleth, offering a soft, compassionate, "Hey."

Byleth turns away, afraid that Dimitri will not forgive his mistakes five years ago. Afraid Dimitri despises him.

"It's been a while," Dimitri continues, "Your friends from the Blue Lions missed you professor."

Yet still, he offers no reply. Byleth remains silent as his food arrives, a cheap dish consisting of a modest amount of steamed vegetables.

"You look horrible," Dimitri sighs, "You look as though you've hardly eaten."

Byleth, annoyed finally replies, "If you intend to cut me down get on with it."

"What?" Dimitri inquires.

"I made a horrible mistake five years ago," Byleth elaborates, "Now, I have to pay the price."

"If you're not with Edelgard I have no reason to cut you down," Dimitri explains, "I speak to you not as a soldier, but as your friend. I wish to know what has happened to you."

"I have not eaten in three days," Byleth explains, "I wish to eat in peace."

"We stop her," Dimitri pleads, "Rhea and I-"

"Rhea isn't any better," Byleth growls, "And I will strike her down same as those who killed my father. She did something to me as a child. Something that changed me. I don't know what but she can't be trusted."

"Byleth," Dimitri pleads, "Get ahold of yourself. You're not thinking clearly."

"I'm doing what must be done," Byleth replies getting up, "It was wonderful seeing you, but I must go now. Farewell Dimi-"

It's then Byleth's body gives out, and he collapses from exhaustion.

"Someone call a doctor!" Dimitri demands lifting up Byleth, "Stay with me man! Stay with me!"

Byleth, in his slumber, hears a voice, "So what now wise guy?"

"I..." Byleth sighs, "I don't know."

"I give you my power and you don't even have a plan!" The voice responds, upset, "You need to wake up now. Don't blow this."

Byleth awakens in a strange bed he does not know, the blue sheets weigh heavy on his malnourished body as he tries to stand, grabbing the edge of a table, only to slip and fall, knocking over and shattering a vase onto the carpet.

Ingrid rushes into the room, upon hearing the racket, and upon seeing Byleth struggle to stand, assists him exclaiming, "Byleth! You need to rest!"

Byleth pushes her aside and falls to his knees, "No I have to find them."

"Byleth I have my orders from Dimitri," Ingrid explains, "He's worried about you. You are to remain here and recover."

"As a prisoner?" Byleth demands, "A bargaining chip to Edelgard?"

"No," Ingrid sighs, "As our friend."

Byleth shakes his head, "What about Rhea?"

Ingrid explains, "Rhea doesn't know. Dinner is soon and you need to eat. Please, rest now. You're safe here."

"Fine," Byleth sighs, "If I'm here, I may as well ask if everyone is OK."

"Oh everyone's fine," Ingrid explains, "Just relax..."

"And this green haired wanderer?" Rhea demands.

"Dead," Dimitri lies, "Just some wannabe wandering the land. We found his corpse yesterday."

Rhea sighs, "We have to find Byleth."

"Why does it matter so much?" Dimitri inquires.

"Byleth must die," Rhea growls, "And any who help him must die. Is that clear Dimitri?"

"Yes," Dimitri replies with a fake smile, "Now, we have to plan for our counter attack. I must go."

As Dimitri leaves he mutters to himself, considering what Byleth said to him about Rhea, considering she may not be what she seems.

"What did she do to you?" Dimitri ponders, "My friend..."