[Waking up just seconds after you made the decision to go after one of your best friends isn't exactly how Sigurd likes to wake up. Needless to say, he wakes immediately apprehensive--what was this place, Yied? He couldn't have possibly gotten lost, had he? And what the hell was this weird fixture on his head?
Sigurd begins to walk about, looking for someone--anyone, really. He needed to find his fellow knights and save Edain, and those barbarians aren't just going to relent because he's not there. But this place doesn't look like some sort of stronghold for them...maybe he woke up in a village? Never the less, he'll walk up to whomever is close by.]
Do you live in this village? I don't mean to impose, but I need directions from this place. How far is it from here to Jungby?
[...to his credit, he's at least trying not to sound too rushed and a little bit more noble, but. It's kind of written on his face that he needs to be elsewhere, like, now.]
B1
[...you know, Sigurd has been doing everything he can to keep the people here calm and under control, but from the very second he's handed an envelope with his motive in it, it's. Pretty clear that something has hit a nerve.]
Where are you holding her?! Answer me! I won't let you dastards harm a hair on Deirdre's head! I swear it...!
[...For all of his bravado, there's definitely a layer of fear growing, and he's not one to take things lying down. This is absolutely serious.]
B6
[He's become too used to this, week after week. These reconciliations, these...parties, almost. Sigurd has always believed in celebrating victories, but something like this...it feels out of place. Sigurd doesn't exactly have any skills to help out, short of giving the troops morale, but...
Well, he'll be going up to anyone who looks like they're setting up, seeming completely serious.]
Would you teach me what you're doing?
[...whether it's something silly like setting up some kind of decoration or actual cooking involved, he appears to be one hundred percent serious about this.]
Sigurd | Fire Emblem: Genealogy of the Holy War
[Waking up just seconds after you made the decision to go after one of your best friends isn't exactly how Sigurd likes to wake up. Needless to say, he wakes immediately apprehensive--what was this place, Yied? He couldn't have possibly gotten lost, had he? And what the hell was this weird fixture on his head?
Sigurd begins to walk about, looking for someone--anyone, really. He needed to find his fellow knights and save Edain, and those barbarians aren't just going to relent because he's not there. But this place doesn't look like some sort of stronghold for them...maybe he woke up in a village? Never the less, he'll walk up to whomever is close by.]
Do you live in this village? I don't mean to impose, but I need directions from this place. How far is it from here to Jungby?
[...to his credit, he's at least trying not to sound too rushed and a little bit more noble, but. It's kind of written on his face that he needs to be elsewhere, like, now.]
B1
[...you know, Sigurd has been doing everything he can to keep the people here calm and under control, but from the very second he's handed an envelope with his motive in it, it's. Pretty clear that something has hit a nerve.]
Where are you holding her?! Answer me! I won't let you dastards harm a hair on Deirdre's head! I swear it...!
[...For all of his bravado, there's definitely a layer of fear growing, and he's not one to take things lying down. This is absolutely serious.]
B6
[He's become too used to this, week after week. These reconciliations, these...parties, almost. Sigurd has always believed in celebrating victories, but something like this...it feels out of place. Sigurd doesn't exactly have any skills to help out, short of giving the troops morale, but...
Well, he'll be going up to anyone who looks like they're setting up, seeming completely serious.]
Would you teach me what you're doing?
[...whether it's something silly like setting up some kind of decoration or actual cooking involved, he appears to be one hundred percent serious about this.]