[Seemed the powers that be were on Leo's side, at least a little. Yes, he was captured. Yes, his tome and sword were taken. Why would he be left armed?
But the creatures hadn't thought to remove his armor, and Leo was nothing if not resourceful. It might look odd to his cagemate- the young man pressed up against one of the walls but... not looking at all scared. If anything he looks like he's focusing on something, his hands behind his back, bound but twitching every once and awhile.
If they decide to investigate they might see him using his clawed gauntlets to slowly tear through his bindings and the ropes holding the cage together. But if asked he's not saying a word. Better the creatures do not have a chance to overhear...]
Storytime
[A magical fire wasn't that odd. What was odd was this overwhelming darkness, and the eyes in it. Even his Nohrian night vision couldn't pierce it, so that put him on edge. On edge enough that he had the Iceblade across his lap alongside Byrnhildr at his hip]
A story doesn't seem like nearly enough to keep something like that at bay.
[He's never heard of magic needing something like... that.]
A few blasts from my tome might do a better job of making it question it's chances.
Leo | Fire Emblem: Fates (Birthright) | Will match format
[Seemed the powers that be were on Leo's side, at least a little. Yes, he was captured. Yes, his tome and sword were taken. Why would he be left armed?
But the creatures hadn't thought to remove his armor, and Leo was nothing if not resourceful. It might look odd to his cagemate- the young man pressed up against one of the walls but... not looking at all scared. If anything he looks like he's focusing on something, his hands behind his back, bound but twitching every once and awhile.
If they decide to investigate they might see him using his clawed gauntlets to slowly tear through his bindings and the ropes holding the cage together. But if asked he's not saying a word. Better the creatures do not have a chance to overhear...]
Storytime
[A magical fire wasn't that odd. What was odd was this overwhelming darkness, and the eyes in it. Even his Nohrian night vision couldn't pierce it, so that put him on edge. On edge enough that he had the Iceblade across his lap alongside Byrnhildr at his hip]
A story doesn't seem like nearly enough to keep something like that at bay.
[He's never heard of magic needing something like... that.]
A few blasts from my tome might do a better job of making it question it's chances.