[Suikoden III] Mystique
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runicloreMystique
By: Amber Michelle
Prompt: wunderkind
Character(s): Sasarai
Words: 458
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seta_suzume
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Though the Masked Bishop was a man of many gifts - some said too many - it was his assistant that arrested Sasarai's attention. Silverberg downplayed her involvement in Grassland operations; she did not appear at meetings, except to notify her superior of conditions on the front or to take his paperwork; she had not appeared once in Crystal Valley to his memory, and that was strangest of all.
The mysterious bishop's party was reported as taking part in unauthorized missions no less than three times, which was expected, as he was new to the council and risking his reputation on the pursuit of the true fire rune. If it were Sasarai, he would leave as little to chance as possible. He would conceal the abilities of his agents - perhaps refrain from revealing their presence at all, except as accessories to one's retinue or, as was rumored about the bishop and his companion, dismiss their presence as a personal affair.
He might have believed it, had he remained ignorant of her skill with runes. One simply did not cast so many spells in quick succession. It was impossible - even he couldn't do it with the help of his rune.
She was seen praying at the altar in Le Buque, Clovis told him. It seemed to react, but I was too far away to tell. They were interrupted. Should I look into it?
Of course he should. Talent like that was rare. The thought of it curled in the pit of Sasarai's stomach and kept him awake at night. Harmonia had ways of harnessing such talents; he didn't believe in the method - he didn't like depriving children of freedom when they might make stronger, more loyal allies if given a choice. He'd watched the Grassland contingent that ambushed them outside of Le Buque, watched them crumble before the force of her spells - silence, then fire, then ice, then water - and thought at the time how lucky they were to have this Sarah on their side, how lucky she was with him at that moment on her bishop's orders to notify him of some matter he'd already forgotten-- because if she were to oppose them, he wasn't positive he could contain her.
The temple enslaved such children on that pretext - better to keep them within our grasp, it was said, than to risk facing them on the other side of the battlefield. Such prodigies existed for the glory of the mother country. Most of them learned to believe.
Sasarai could have been one of those children. But he wasn't. He was an orphan, chosen by a rune, elevated by the high priest.
What was she?
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By: Amber Michelle
Prompt: wunderkind
Character(s): Sasarai
Words: 458
For:
seta_suzume......................................................
Though the Masked Bishop was a man of many gifts - some said too many - it was his assistant that arrested Sasarai's attention. Silverberg downplayed her involvement in Grassland operations; she did not appear at meetings, except to notify her superior of conditions on the front or to take his paperwork; she had not appeared once in Crystal Valley to his memory, and that was strangest of all.
The mysterious bishop's party was reported as taking part in unauthorized missions no less than three times, which was expected, as he was new to the council and risking his reputation on the pursuit of the true fire rune. If it were Sasarai, he would leave as little to chance as possible. He would conceal the abilities of his agents - perhaps refrain from revealing their presence at all, except as accessories to one's retinue or, as was rumored about the bishop and his companion, dismiss their presence as a personal affair.
He might have believed it, had he remained ignorant of her skill with runes. One simply did not cast so many spells in quick succession. It was impossible - even he couldn't do it with the help of his rune.
She was seen praying at the altar in Le Buque, Clovis told him. It seemed to react, but I was too far away to tell. They were interrupted. Should I look into it?
Of course he should. Talent like that was rare. The thought of it curled in the pit of Sasarai's stomach and kept him awake at night. Harmonia had ways of harnessing such talents; he didn't believe in the method - he didn't like depriving children of freedom when they might make stronger, more loyal allies if given a choice. He'd watched the Grassland contingent that ambushed them outside of Le Buque, watched them crumble before the force of her spells - silence, then fire, then ice, then water - and thought at the time how lucky they were to have this Sarah on their side, how lucky she was with him at that moment on her bishop's orders to notify him of some matter he'd already forgotten-- because if she were to oppose them, he wasn't positive he could contain her.
The temple enslaved such children on that pretext - better to keep them within our grasp, it was said, than to risk facing them on the other side of the battlefield. Such prodigies existed for the glory of the mother country. Most of them learned to believe.
Sasarai could have been one of those children. But he wasn't. He was an orphan, chosen by a rune, elevated by the high priest.
What was she?
.