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Harley yawned a bit as he leaned back on the edge of a bridge of the fort, his legs kicking gently outward, as he seemed to have no regard for his own personal safety. The bandages scattered across his body, made it clear, that he should have a decent fear of falling and getting even more bloodied.
The view was somewhat nice, though the girlish young man couldn't help but be bored by it. Having seen such a pretty fort in the distance, he expected that there'd be countless people within, but there was but a few dotted around, and he hadn't even seen any cute girls. He pouted into the distance, as he leaned further backward, before falling backwards, into the bridge. "O-Ow..." He muttered, as he rubbed his head, and got back to his feet.
He sighed, walking along the bridge at this, a bit of blood dripping from his forehead. "And to think, that'll probably heal up, before I even run across any cute girls..." He grumbled, but sighing, he pushed himself on the bridge railing, and walked across that, looking out in the distance as he did so.
Historia flew in on the back of Vasto, blazing through the sky as fast as the wyvern could. They were done with patrols; at this point, they were just practicing. The duo pulled a tight corkscrew downwards before flying parallel to the ground below. A single aerial loop had them back in the air. After a few more minutes of acrobatics, Historia decided it was time to stop and rest. "Let's get something to eat, Vasto," she spoke, and the two landed on a bridge with an audible thump. She slid off of his back effortlessly, landing on the ground with bent knees to absorb the shock of the fall. She shook her head and ruffled her hair... Before realizing that there was someone in front of her. There was blood dripping from their forehead...
"Uh, you're bleeding," she said stupidly. Way to point out the obvious, she thought to herself. Well, that was that. It was already said and done. Now to gauge his reaction...
As something began its descent before the young man, he leaned off the rail, curiously, his eyes peering straight towards the individual. It was a soldier, some meatheaded person, who probably was annoying... But the figure of said person seemed somewhat feminine... Perhaps he wasn't in the presence of some muscular guy? It was hard to tell, after all, he had a tendency to be mistaken for a girl, perhaps this person also did?
Eh, well he wasn't sure, so it'd be best to remain sweet.
Leaning a bit more forward, to the point where he was likely to fall at any moment, he pointed a finger to his head. "I just bonked my head," He spun on the thin rail, before rolling his head downward, he continued in a whine, "It actually really hurts..."
Vasto barked at the young man once, tilting his head and swishing his tail back and forward. "Ah, he likes you," Historia replied. "...either that or he thinks you smell tasty." she added. As he talked about the wound, she brought her hand to her armored helmet. Looking at the injury on his head, she stood on the tips of her toes and reached into the pocket on the side of the saddle. "I should have some bandages in here... ah!" she presented the rolled item towards the stranger. "I have no idea how to use these on someone else, so I hope you can."
The wyvern, meanwhile, opened his mouth in a giant yawn and padded up to the stranger. Promptly, he stuck his nose forwards into his face and started sniffing. Then, his mouth opened and he attempted to lick him across his face. "On second thought, he definitely likes you. What was your name, again? I'm afraid I didn't catch it." If her wyvern approved of someone, how bad could they possibly be?
Harley chuckled lightly, he was pretty sweet after all, and accepting the bandages graciously, he stated nicely, "Thank you very much~" He started to unroll it, but as he found himself face to face with the wyvern, his legs weakened, and he fell forward, onto the wyvern, and onto the ground. "O-Ow... U-Um! M'names..." He awkwardly tried to push off the ground.
"I'm Harley... W-What a nice pet!" He lifted a hand, and tried to pet Vasto, rather awkwardly, due to his new crumpled position on the ground. He sounded like he was trying to force cheer, almost as if he was on the brink of tears already. "What's your name?" Historia
She nodded. "Hello, Harley, I'm Historia. This here," -she patted the wyvern's head- "Is Vasto." at mention of his name, the reptile perked up. With a loud thump he sat down on the ground and rolled over onto his back, exposing his stomach. He whined expectanctly. She rolled her eyes and bent down to scratch his belly. Vasto gave Harley a look that said 'I am getting belly rubs and you are not.'
"I'm in training to become a Wyvern Lord." she stated proudly. "Well, or maybe a Malig Knight. I, uh, don't know yet. What do you do around here?"
Pushing himself to his feet, as he listened on to the other speak, he nodded gently. "Ohh, that's really nice!" He stated as he leaned to the side ever so casually. His mannerism wasn't manly at all, however his appearance read not of manliness either.
"I actually was just umm..." He tried to think about how to phrase this. He was honestly just wandering aimlessly, in his foolish searches... But he didn't exactly live here, nor did he have any job, especially not one that lead here. "Honestly, there's no reason I'm here~" He said, in a sing-songy tone, to sound more sure of his position.
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