Hierophant-in-Training
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Ongoing, First published Jan 28, 2015
"What if" fanfic for Fire Emblem Awakening,
What if...
Verona grew up in Plegia, training her whole life to the Grimleal's hierophant, which is becoming Grima itself eventually? Living with Validar and her mother (random lady...she'll have a name eventually), she is held in a small village, the most southern part of Plegia, at the border of Plegia and Ylisse. Training with lances, swords, axes, bows, staves, and magic. Learning to ride horses, wyverns, and pegasi; even learning how to hex and curse. Studying history, religion, tactics and more. Sounds exciting, right?
But all your life? Verona has grown weary of this day in and day out. Sick of being what they want her to be, when she wants to be herself. What happens when one day she ventures out of the village out of curiosity, crossing the border into Ylisse? 
What happens when she meets a certain man?
So many WHAT IF'S! Wanna know more? IF so (lol see what I did there) read it!!!!!!!!
FE: Awakening (c) Nintendo
Verona (c) veronicle (dats meeeee)
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