Prolouge: The Fall of Renias.

/8OO years ago, there was a terrible evil known as the Demon King. Man pleeded with the gods untill one day, help arrived in five stones: the Sacred Stones. The hero Grado and four other men defeated the Demon King, his soul being sealed in Grado's stone. It is now the year 8O3./

The content of Magvel has 5 countries and one republic. The countries of Renias, Jehnna, Frelia, Rausten and Grado all house the Sacred Stones, while the merchant republic of Carcino is just really there to make Frelia smaller. One day, the largest country on the content, Grado, decided to attack it's neigbour and long time ally Renias with no reason what-so-ever.
"Milord! There army has reached the castle!" A generic solider announced, running into the throne room. King Fado thought for a moment, then turned to the general of the knights, whom was in the room beside the princess and a young, blonde haired knight.
"General Seth."
"Yes milord?"

The ginger haired knight responded.
"I want you to take Eirika and flee the castle."
"What?!?" The princess, whoms name had been reveiled as Eirika, turned to her father.
"You can't do that! What about yourself!" King Fado just stared at her for a moment then responded.
"I am the king, what will Renias do when their king isn't there?"
"Milord!" The soilder responded, jumping up and down on the spot while holding his lance. "The trops of Grado are comming!" He yelled the end, with his voice rising in pitch.
"Seth, take the princess and go." Fado said to the young general.
"Yes sir. Come on, princess, we have to leave" Though his voice was calm, Eirika could tell that he was slightly afraid about leaving the king behind. She sighed.
"Alright. Lets go."

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Outside Castle Renias, however, the duo ran into more trouble.
"Well if it isn't Princess Eirika and General Seth." A knight on a purple wyvern flew over. Seth pulled out his sword.

"Valter. Eirika, get behind me." The princess happily obeighed, since she didn't like fighting much, and honestly Valter was sort of a creepy person at that.
"Not giving up without a fight, eh?" The wyvern lord said, sounding slightly pleased. The purple wyvern started running slowly towards Seth, because it's not like wyverns could fly. The Silver Knight took out his sword and glanced at the princess before getting his horse to charge at the Moonstone (Valter.) Valter lifted his lance and... Seth growled slightly as the iron lance conn.ected with his shoulder.
"Seth!" Eirika yelled. The Silver Knight turned around, amazingly still on his horse after the blow, and grabed Eirika.
"Lets go, milady." He said through gritted teeth. After a bit of riding northward, Eirika noticed a bridge ahead.
"Seth! We're nearing Frelia! It's possiable that Grado hasn't made it to Freila yet!" She told the ginger haired general. He was just about to respond her when yelling eruped from behind them.

"Stop you dogs of Renias!"
"Crap.." Eirika heard Seth mutter quietly. "Here. I can't use this anyways." The Padalin said, handing her a raiper. Eirika grabbed it and hopped of his horse.
"Lets go kick some Grado-"
"Let's just fight, milady."
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I had to skip the fight the chapter is like 4 comments long.I noted some FE logic with Seth being unable to use a rapier. Only lords can <.-.> Oh, and also if you didn't get who I was mentioning....
Valter: Moonstone, his class of Wyvern Lord (Actually, I think it's Wyvern Knight.)
Seth: The Silver Knight (His Title), General, Padalin (His class. Eliwood in the Binding Blade can use axes.>-_->) Ginger Haired Knight.

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The Prince of Renias knew what he had to do. Grado was attacking, so what was better than attacking the forts and the heart of Grado, the Grado Keep? He knew that leaving his Father and sister was bad, but he would rather be a mercinary than a king in a castle. He turned to the three knights he chose to go with him, wreckless Forde, who was reclining on his horse, calm Kyle, who was glaring at his red-clad friend, and the padalin Sir Orson, who was ignoring the two cavaliers behind him.
"Prince Ephraim, is this really such a good idea?" Forde asked the Prince. "I kinda don't like the idea of leaving Franz alone to guard the homefront frightens me a bit. I mean he's not even a knight yet."
"Forde!" Kyle snapped, shoving Forde off his horse. "That's no way to talk to the Prince!" Ephraim laughed as he watched the red and green cavaliers arguing.
"It's okay Kyle. I don't really want to be treated like that." He spun his bracelet that his Father gave him.

His mood shifted to serious. "Sir Orson, are we ready?"
"Yes sir." The Padalin responded, pointing to the small storage that was being brought along by horses. Ephraim picked up his personal lance, Reinleif.
"Well then," he said, mounting on his horse. "Together, we ride!"
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UNINTENTIONAL SONG REFRENCE WHOO! Anyways. There you go. It's small but eh.

"Was this all about me getting you fresh fish to eat?"