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Chapter 1 -Elibian Lords
(I meant to make it about all three lords but it ended up being Lyn centric so bear with me)
(AU Where the Tactician from FE7 and the Summoner in Feh are the same person in terms of memories)
The tactician had no idea how they managed to come to another world a second time. The first time was when they were a small child and had gone to a continent named 'Elibe'. They remembered meeting the young Sacaean teen named Lyn and helping her during her households heritage dispute alongside the Lyndis Legion. Despite their young age, the young child had managed to succeed quickly without casualties.
A year had passed soon after that, and the young tactician met Eliwood, the loyal and just son of Marquess Pherae. He hired them to assist in the search for his father. They agreed and set off on their new journey.
Soon after that, they met Eliwood's closest friend, Hector, the Marquess Ostia's reckless but loyal younger brother. At first, he questioned their ability due to their young age, but Eliwood quickly assured him of their ability and they set off again while gaining new allies and reuiniting with old ones.
The group later reunited with the rest of the Lyndis Legion and made their way to the Dread Isle where they finally found the Marquess Pherae. Unfortunately, due to certain circumstances under the name of Nergal, who was controlling the Black Fang, Lord Elbert did not come back with them.
With Eliwood's request fulfilled and the Tactician was no longer under his employment, Hector hired them under the task of defeating Nergal and bringing peace to the land.
Looking back on it now, they wondered how their younger self managed to stay calm, even in the face of impending danger. Hell, they even managed to take down and entire organization of assassins AND a dragon in one journey. They remembered the pride they felt at the mention of the world's amazement at how top class their strategies were. Quick, efficient, without too much damage to their funds, and most importantly-without casualties. Their pride turned into sorrow as they remembered how they couldn't say goodbye to their companions before returning to their world.
And here they were again, summoned to aid Askr in their plight against their enemy Embla. Additionally, they were apparently a legendary hero tasked with the summoning of heroes from other worlds. They hoped they would see their friends once again.
Lord Eliwood was the first of the tactician's former three empoyers to come to their side. He seemed a bit weaker than before, but it could probably be attributed to how he has been slightly ill before being summoned. They quickly worked on rebuilding his strength and before long he was able to once again wield the mighty Durandal (the Summoner liked to add that he ended up stronger than before as well.)
It was not until Lord Hector, the reckless but loyal lord of Ostia, was summoned by them did they notice something odd about their child self's presence. It seemed to be...forgotten. When they asked heroes from the World of Blazing about their existence as the legendary tactician the heroes seemed ignorant of the matter. The summoner was troubled by it, but decided not to think too much of it.
Days turned to weeks and those turned to months and still none of the heroes from their time as a tactician remembered. Surprisingly, it took almost two years before Lyndis was summoned. They remember it vividly, from the feeling of the red orb in their hands to the grassy scent of her dress as she wrapped her arms around them and called out their name. The Tactician held in a heavy breath as they tried to keep tears at bay. She hugged them closer and all the emotions they had been keeping hidden for so long were suddenly let loose.
"You remember," They sobbed. "I thought everyone forgot about me."
"You're a bit older, but I could never forget you." Lyn assured. "It's only been a few years for us, but you've completely changed, besides we've all been busy so it can be easy to forget exact details."
"I was so scared," For a moment, Lyn didn't see a summoner in holy white robes, but rather a tactician in a ragged green cloak, dirty from running around the battlefield giving orders.
"When this is over," The Summoner began after wiping some tears away, "I want to go home,"
Lyndis felt a pang in her heart. "Of course you do, you've been taken from it twice already."
"No, not my home over in my world," They hugged Lyn closer. "Back to the plains.." The Summoner mumbled something she couldn't hear, but the green haired girl could see the other turn red.
"Hmm~?" Lyn poked at their cheek. "What was that?"
"I want to go home..." They turned away, embarrassment clear on their face. "With you, and we can go on a journey like we originally planned."
Lyn grinned in response as she drew her sword enthusiastically. "Of course my friend, let's show these enemies just what we're made of."
The Summoner nodded as they took Lyndis' hand and led her forward. "Yes, let's."
"You are the wind at my back and I the light to your shadow. With my sword and your mind nothing will stand in our way."