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2026年4月 reverse chronological - oldest -> newest ~ export month
2026年3月 reverse chronological - oldest -> newest ~ export month
An FST, in this, our year 2026? More likely than you think <3 Just some fun Askr throuple tunes
tactics, blood, & money
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Miracle Aligner - The Last Shadow Puppets
All of our exchanges are by candle light, I just realised
He’ll walk through the walls and creep up behind
Make sense of the maze that you were stuck outside, cover your eyes
"You're looking for someone," he said, simply.
They let out a slow breath.
"I'm looking for lots of people," they deflected, despising the heat that rose into their face.
"You don't say," Volke hummed, quirking up the edge of his lip.
They clenched their jaw.
He slid off of their desk. "Well, I have others to pry into the business of!"
"Mm," they hummed, held out their hand for the orb. "Don't let me keep you. I'll likely summon…later tonight."
"The full moon? Are we desperate enough for superstition?" he asked.
They shrugged. In truth, they'd forgotten the phase. Too much happening, too often.
"I'll pick for you, if you like. Fifty, per orb," he chuckled.
Doubt (demo) - 21 Pilots
I'm not sure if I can see this ever stopping
Shaking hands with the dark parts of my thoughts, no
You are all that I've got, no
Don't forget about me
He pulled back with eyes heavy-lidded.
"I have always been a blade in your hand, have I not?"
"Yes. But also more…"
"More, later. For now, set my blade loose as to your need."
"I… yes. Yes, I do have need."
Lullaby - NERO
Take it slow, in control
All I have to do is follow
You are my lullaby
"A blade needs more than honing the edge. You are already sharp… you need to be polished, oiled. Maintained."
"It's more than I expected."
"You expect me as I fight."
"No. Not only that…but I am used to anticipating your strongest traits."
"I have others."
"Obviously," they groused. "I'm not a fool."
Karel nudged in against their neck, mouth hot. Their breath hitched.
"You think of such violence. Lovely, I can undo you in other ways."
Casual Love - Autograf & The Griswolds
Just promise me my dear
Swear that we won't fall in love
I ain't looking for no ever-afters
It ain't working for me
They parted his collar, kissed at what of his chest they bared.
"And what do you expect from me? Love? To be your sweetheart?"
"… No. It is not romance. It is meeting needs, hopefully yours as well as mine."
He hummed, a little hitch in his breath as they kissed at his jaw.
"Ah. Then you won't mind if there's nothing dear about me."
Dangerous - Big Data
Yeah, understand I got a plan for us
I bet you didn't know that I was dangerous
It must be fate, I found a place for us
"I had eyes on you," he said.
In the shadows, they could still see how his skintone deepened at the edge of the mask. Their own skin didn't have such cover, ran hot.
His leather-covered palm pressed against their cheek.
"Don't… don't look at me like that," they said.
Their waterline burned at the softness in what of his expression they could see.
"Tch… One hundred to stop," he muttered, drew close to rest his forehead against theirs.
Damage - H.E.R.
You'll only cut me if I let you
No, we ain't doing this just for pleasure
Either learn me or I'm a lesson gone oh
If you want me don't take me for granted, yeah, yeah
If I'm worth more than you could manage, baby
"I don't hope like that," they blurted before they could think.
Don't fall.
"What do you hope like?" he asked.
"I'm always prepared for the worst. Anything else is just a dream. A diversion."
He chuckled.
"It isn't a dream."
"Say it," they breathed. "Please." Take the plunge first for me.
His lips showed a placid smile.
"Mark," he said. "I might love you."
Hell of a Season - Black Keys
In this hell of a season
Give me more of a reason
To be with you
Be with you, yeah
Say you'll be better
I'll keep waiting forever
You know I do
"What stays your hand?" he asked, piercing gaze on theirs.
They were quiet, trying to find some artful phrasing. They gave up.
"Love," they said.
As still as the air grew between them, they were about to ask if they'd not actually managed to say it aloud, if he'd heard them.
"Is it?" he asked.
"Yes, I love you," they said, softly.
"I see," he said.
They were a thousand miles away from there, in that moment, as though staring from a great distance, watching through their own eyes as some third party.
"You… are certain?" he asked, though it barely felt like a question and hit them as though they were underwater.
"Yes," came a voice that was theirs, but they felt they barely controlled.
"… good," he murmured. "Then… I have not been a fool to carry that feeling so long."
The Dark - Boom Jinx & Meredith Call
You don't have to cover your face any longer,
I'm always going to see you for whatever you are
You can go any place, no matter how low,
I'm coming with you, I'm not afraid of the dark
They were about to give up on his answering, move to another topic.
"To feel you trust me."
"To feel… I… mmm. I see," they said.
They studied him in profile as he watched the shifting clouds, air heavy with prior rain, sky still hiding itself.
"I do," they said.
"I know… For a moment, I think you forgot."
The cold shame writhed in them.
"I'm sorry," they said.
All My Own Stunts - Arctic Monkeys
Put on your dancing shoes
And show me what to do
I know you've got the moves
All my own stunts
High noon has changed its tune
"Stop trying to be a damned god!"
They saw some realization on his face, some shock. Maybe that he hadn't meant to yell, or maybe it was that they felt their eyes burn with a sudden spring of tears welling up.
"I'm not- I'm not a god, but- but how fucked up would it be to have this power and not use it?! To not do everything I can to keep the people I love alive?!" they bit back, voice sharp despite how it shook. "If I'd gotten that body back-"
"Mark! If!"
"I wouldn't have given up! I gave up for this! I gave up for you!"
They bit their tongue as his eyes narrowed.
Him & I - G-Eazy & Halsey
Cross my heart, hope to die (Uh)
To my lover, I'd never lie (I love you baby)
He said, "Be true," I swear I'll try
In the end, it's him and I
He's out his head, I'm out my mind
We got that love; the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, it's him and I
They held his gaze, and expected him to say something, anything, but he just gave them a small nod.
Mark returned it, just as small of a motion.
"… Yes, I'll be fine," they finally said, though still lingering in Volke's hold a long moment until he gave their shoulders a faint squeeze, then released.
"Good," Volke said, then pulled the cape around their shoulders, fastened the clasp – the Askr crest stamped into it – with nimble fingers. "Then, off with you, and you'll see us around."
They fingered at the clasp briefly, tracing the raised pattern on it.
"Mm. Mhmm. See you."
Karel reached for them and before he'd even made contact, they stilled, turned towards him. The kiss he pressed to their lips was a brief thing, but warm.
"Now, go," he said, a faint, placid smile on his lips.
#karel #mark #volke <3rehide
tactics, blood, & money
writeup ►►
Miracle Aligner - The Last Shadow Puppets
All of our exchanges are by candle light, I just realised
He’ll walk through the walls and creep up behind
Make sense of the maze that you were stuck outside, cover your eyes
"You're looking for someone," he said, simply.
They let out a slow breath.
"I'm looking for lots of people," they deflected, despising the heat that rose into their face.
"You don't say," Volke hummed, quirking up the edge of his lip.
They clenched their jaw.
He slid off of their desk. "Well, I have others to pry into the business of!"
"Mm," they hummed, held out their hand for the orb. "Don't let me keep you. I'll likely summon…later tonight."
"The full moon? Are we desperate enough for superstition?" he asked.
They shrugged. In truth, they'd forgotten the phase. Too much happening, too often.
"I'll pick for you, if you like. Fifty, per orb," he chuckled.
Doubt (demo) - 21 Pilots
I'm not sure if I can see this ever stopping
Shaking hands with the dark parts of my thoughts, no
You are all that I've got, no
Don't forget about me
He pulled back with eyes heavy-lidded.
"I have always been a blade in your hand, have I not?"
"Yes. But also more…"
"More, later. For now, set my blade loose as to your need."
"I… yes. Yes, I do have need."
Lullaby - NERO
Take it slow, in control
All I have to do is follow
You are my lullaby
"A blade needs more than honing the edge. You are already sharp… you need to be polished, oiled. Maintained."
"It's more than I expected."
"You expect me as I fight."
"No. Not only that…but I am used to anticipating your strongest traits."
"I have others."
"Obviously," they groused. "I'm not a fool."
Karel nudged in against their neck, mouth hot. Their breath hitched.
"You think of such violence. Lovely, I can undo you in other ways."
Casual Love - Autograf & The Griswolds
Just promise me my dear
Swear that we won't fall in love
I ain't looking for no ever-afters
It ain't working for me
They parted his collar, kissed at what of his chest they bared.
"And what do you expect from me? Love? To be your sweetheart?"
"… No. It is not romance. It is meeting needs, hopefully yours as well as mine."
He hummed, a little hitch in his breath as they kissed at his jaw.
"Ah. Then you won't mind if there's nothing dear about me."
Dangerous - Big Data
Yeah, understand I got a plan for us
I bet you didn't know that I was dangerous
It must be fate, I found a place for us
"I had eyes on you," he said.
In the shadows, they could still see how his skintone deepened at the edge of the mask. Their own skin didn't have such cover, ran hot.
His leather-covered palm pressed against their cheek.
"Don't… don't look at me like that," they said.
Their waterline burned at the softness in what of his expression they could see.
"Tch… One hundred to stop," he muttered, drew close to rest his forehead against theirs.
Damage - H.E.R.
You'll only cut me if I let you
No, we ain't doing this just for pleasure
Either learn me or I'm a lesson gone oh
If you want me don't take me for granted, yeah, yeah
If I'm worth more than you could manage, baby
"I don't hope like that," they blurted before they could think.
Don't fall.
"What do you hope like?" he asked.
"I'm always prepared for the worst. Anything else is just a dream. A diversion."
He chuckled.
"It isn't a dream."
"Say it," they breathed. "Please." Take the plunge first for me.
His lips showed a placid smile.
"Mark," he said. "I might love you."
Hell of a Season - Black Keys
In this hell of a season
Give me more of a reason
To be with you
Be with you, yeah
Say you'll be better
I'll keep waiting forever
You know I do
"What stays your hand?" he asked, piercing gaze on theirs.
They were quiet, trying to find some artful phrasing. They gave up.
"Love," they said.
As still as the air grew between them, they were about to ask if they'd not actually managed to say it aloud, if he'd heard them.
"Is it?" he asked.
"Yes, I love you," they said, softly.
"I see," he said.
They were a thousand miles away from there, in that moment, as though staring from a great distance, watching through their own eyes as some third party.
"You… are certain?" he asked, though it barely felt like a question and hit them as though they were underwater.
"Yes," came a voice that was theirs, but they felt they barely controlled.
"… good," he murmured. "Then… I have not been a fool to carry that feeling so long."
The Dark - Boom Jinx & Meredith Call
You don't have to cover your face any longer,
I'm always going to see you for whatever you are
You can go any place, no matter how low,
I'm coming with you, I'm not afraid of the dark
They were about to give up on his answering, move to another topic.
"To feel you trust me."
"To feel… I… mmm. I see," they said.
They studied him in profile as he watched the shifting clouds, air heavy with prior rain, sky still hiding itself.
"I do," they said.
"I know… For a moment, I think you forgot."
The cold shame writhed in them.
"I'm sorry," they said.
All My Own Stunts - Arctic Monkeys
Put on your dancing shoes
And show me what to do
I know you've got the moves
All my own stunts
High noon has changed its tune
"Stop trying to be a damned god!"
They saw some realization on his face, some shock. Maybe that he hadn't meant to yell, or maybe it was that they felt their eyes burn with a sudden spring of tears welling up.
"I'm not- I'm not a god, but- but how fucked up would it be to have this power and not use it?! To not do everything I can to keep the people I love alive?!" they bit back, voice sharp despite how it shook. "If I'd gotten that body back-"
"Mark! If!"
"I wouldn't have given up! I gave up for this! I gave up for you!"
They bit their tongue as his eyes narrowed.
Him & I - G-Eazy & Halsey
Cross my heart, hope to die (Uh)
To my lover, I'd never lie (I love you baby)
He said, "Be true," I swear I'll try
In the end, it's him and I
He's out his head, I'm out my mind
We got that love; the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, it's him and I
They held his gaze, and expected him to say something, anything, but he just gave them a small nod.
Mark returned it, just as small of a motion.
"… Yes, I'll be fine," they finally said, though still lingering in Volke's hold a long moment until he gave their shoulders a faint squeeze, then released.
"Good," Volke said, then pulled the cape around their shoulders, fastened the clasp – the Askr crest stamped into it – with nimble fingers. "Then, off with you, and you'll see us around."
They fingered at the clasp briefly, tracing the raised pattern on it.
"Mm. Mhmm. See you."
Karel reached for them and before he'd even made contact, they stilled, turned towards him. The kiss he pressed to their lips was a brief thing, but warm.
"Now, go," he said, a faint, placid smile on his lips.
#karel #mark #volke <3rehide
2026年2月 reverse chronological - oldest -> newest ~ export month
spent some time playing with the concept of fake anime cells, as discussed over here on krad's blog. very fond of some of the techniques I used and will definitely use them again <3
mark... is not really a good person
mark... is not really a good person
got a bit of inspo from krad for a little volkemark ~date~ in daein winter... noncanon, plays with an au that I've messed with of mark having a tellius rerun in which they actually do tell volke what they are, and things actually go somewhere between them.
so, have some fluff <3
- - - -
"Oh… by the goddess," Mark sighed, "it is so cold."
Volke looked back at them, scrambling up the stairs of the old fort and hanging onto the railing tightly.
"You… you're just… out here, in this… like it's nothing."
He held out his hand, and they snapped onto it, letting him haul them the rest of the way up that segment of them.
"I know you said there is something up here, but…" and Mark huffed, "Today? In a snowstorm?"
"You'll damn well see," he said, though there was a chuckle under his breath. "If you can stop bitching long enough to use your breath for climbing."
"This body was very ill," they said. "Near death, you said!"
"Hmph. So save it," he said, "and keep climbing. In your nose. Out your mouth."
They did quiet, followed, holding tightly onto his hand as he kept ascending.
He kept sneaking glances back at them, watching how they swayed on their feet, how heavily they lifted their legs, watching for anything that truly worried him more than just the complaining of an archivist.
An archivist, a talented thunder mage, and a tactician with control over time. …And still here, which was the peculiar thing. He'd let them have liberties with him in that tower, on the assumption that they'd be gone, and unable to capitalize on any of the further, and yet, it had been a month, now, since the war.
A month and some days since they'd told him exactly what they were. Since he'd decided not to give them the slip.
They stumbled at that top step. He caught them, grasping around their shoulders as their feet had gone out from under them.
"Eh, you did good enough," he said. "Here."
He scooped his arms under their ass, had them over his shoulder.
"I– Volke!? If you were going to carry me, um, nicely!?"
"Settle down. It's easier, for balance and seeing where I'm going in this."
And they did. They relaxed in his hold without becoming dead weight.
"I still am so… so curious what's up in some shuttered fort. Didn't we come through here? In the mad king's war?"
Volke let a low affirmation hum in his throat. "Good eye… we didn't come up this side, though. We were coming from the other direction and passed through quickly. Rested briefly on the north side."
"I know that mountain face," they said, shifting enough that he gave a jolt to them.
"Talk about it when I won't drop you, if it involves craning around."
"Ah– shit. Sorry," they said. "You feel… steady. Kinda lost track…"
He sighed. He turned his head, kissed at their side. He heard their breath hitch, despite their surely not having felt much through the thick padding of their coat. But, they would have heard the soft sound that he'd been sure to include.
"Mm. We're here," he said, and eased them back to their feet, standing under the shelter of an overhang.
"Where's here?" they asked, looking around.
He gave the door a hard shove, fighting against the moisture-swollen and surely partly refrozen wood.
"Here," he said, giving them a push in with a hand in the small of their back.
The fire, fortunately, had kept on burning. It was a small room, all things considered, especially for its being that of the fort's former commander.
"Um– Ahh… Volke? What… What is all of this?"
But he could hear it, that faint break in their voice, the thickness in it. He pulled the door back shut behind them.
He could see how their eyes were drawn to the most notable part of it, to the glass – paneled glass, joined together in large plates by weathered wooden framing – window overlooking the sheer drop of the mountainside that the fort perched on. It faced east. Mark hesitantly started towards it in slow steps.
"Volke…? You… All of this…"
"The lord of this fort is dead. It's disputed territory between Daein and Begnion… I paid a little sum to the officials sorting it out to turn a blind eye so we could take advantage of its being, strictly speaking, nobody's, for a while."
He watched the slowness with which they tore their gaze from the vista, turned towards him. He pulled his mask down, the warm air of the room finally getting to him.
"Is this… some kind of date?" Mark asked.
The shimmer along their waterline was threatening to spill at any moment.
"I hear the nobles call it a retreat," he said. "I have it for a week."
Mark's jaw hung slack, eyes big, and they fidgeted with the ends of their sleeves for a long moment.
"You… oh… oh, god. Really? You–"
He didn't hug, as a rule. How much they touched him was something he did his best not to stiffen at, and not to shrug out of as he may have wished to, with anyone else. Mark hadn't been the sort he'd expected to be so affectionate, but at least they had a discretion about it.
There was little discretion, though, to how they clung onto him, having let themself all but fall against him.
"Yes," he said. "I worked it out. You have leave of some responsibilities, so I can steal you for a special assignment. For the week… you have me."
Their fingers curled tightly into his coat, and they had their face pressed into his chest. He let his arms settle loosely around them.
"Thanks– ah… thank– thank you."
Their head rose, and he could take the ask well enough. He dropped his lips to theirs, kissed them.
"I'm… I've been so afraid," they said, when he pulled back. "I keep being afraid I'll… disappear. Or that the fact that I'm still here… maybe it means something else is going to happen."
Their eyes – big, so coldly grey, and worried – were locked on his.
"Mm. Worry about it later. You disappear… I'll know where you went, at least. Enough about that, let me warm you up."
It felt so foolish to say it and immediately to start working the scarf from around their neck, their coat open, but, it was the flow of things, the flow into bitter herbs pressed onto their tongue, their body quivering under him despite the warmth of the fire, being pressed so tightly against him as he kissed them quiet and took every noise into the dark of his mouth, and finally sleep – sleep he could sink into, with not a soul near save for theirs.
#volke #mark #telliusrehide
so, have some fluff <3
- - - -
"Oh… by the goddess," Mark sighed, "it is so cold."
Volke looked back at them, scrambling up the stairs of the old fort and hanging onto the railing tightly.
"You… you're just… out here, in this… like it's nothing."
He held out his hand, and they snapped onto it, letting him haul them the rest of the way up that segment of them.
"I know you said there is something up here, but…" and Mark huffed, "Today? In a snowstorm?"
"You'll damn well see," he said, though there was a chuckle under his breath. "If you can stop bitching long enough to use your breath for climbing."
"This body was very ill," they said. "Near death, you said!"
"Hmph. So save it," he said, "and keep climbing. In your nose. Out your mouth."
They did quiet, followed, holding tightly onto his hand as he kept ascending.
He kept sneaking glances back at them, watching how they swayed on their feet, how heavily they lifted their legs, watching for anything that truly worried him more than just the complaining of an archivist.
An archivist, a talented thunder mage, and a tactician with control over time. …And still here, which was the peculiar thing. He'd let them have liberties with him in that tower, on the assumption that they'd be gone, and unable to capitalize on any of the further, and yet, it had been a month, now, since the war.
A month and some days since they'd told him exactly what they were. Since he'd decided not to give them the slip.
They stumbled at that top step. He caught them, grasping around their shoulders as their feet had gone out from under them.
"Eh, you did good enough," he said. "Here."
He scooped his arms under their ass, had them over his shoulder.
"I– Volke!? If you were going to carry me, um, nicely!?"
"Settle down. It's easier, for balance and seeing where I'm going in this."
And they did. They relaxed in his hold without becoming dead weight.
"I still am so… so curious what's up in some shuttered fort. Didn't we come through here? In the mad king's war?"
Volke let a low affirmation hum in his throat. "Good eye… we didn't come up this side, though. We were coming from the other direction and passed through quickly. Rested briefly on the north side."
"I know that mountain face," they said, shifting enough that he gave a jolt to them.
"Talk about it when I won't drop you, if it involves craning around."
"Ah– shit. Sorry," they said. "You feel… steady. Kinda lost track…"
He sighed. He turned his head, kissed at their side. He heard their breath hitch, despite their surely not having felt much through the thick padding of their coat. But, they would have heard the soft sound that he'd been sure to include.
"Mm. We're here," he said, and eased them back to their feet, standing under the shelter of an overhang.
"Where's here?" they asked, looking around.
He gave the door a hard shove, fighting against the moisture-swollen and surely partly refrozen wood.
"Here," he said, giving them a push in with a hand in the small of their back.
The fire, fortunately, had kept on burning. It was a small room, all things considered, especially for its being that of the fort's former commander.
"Um– Ahh… Volke? What… What is all of this?"
But he could hear it, that faint break in their voice, the thickness in it. He pulled the door back shut behind them.
He could see how their eyes were drawn to the most notable part of it, to the glass – paneled glass, joined together in large plates by weathered wooden framing – window overlooking the sheer drop of the mountainside that the fort perched on. It faced east. Mark hesitantly started towards it in slow steps.
"Volke…? You… All of this…"
"The lord of this fort is dead. It's disputed territory between Daein and Begnion… I paid a little sum to the officials sorting it out to turn a blind eye so we could take advantage of its being, strictly speaking, nobody's, for a while."
He watched the slowness with which they tore their gaze from the vista, turned towards him. He pulled his mask down, the warm air of the room finally getting to him.
"Is this… some kind of date?" Mark asked.
The shimmer along their waterline was threatening to spill at any moment.
"I hear the nobles call it a retreat," he said. "I have it for a week."
Mark's jaw hung slack, eyes big, and they fidgeted with the ends of their sleeves for a long moment.
"You… oh… oh, god. Really? You–"
He didn't hug, as a rule. How much they touched him was something he did his best not to stiffen at, and not to shrug out of as he may have wished to, with anyone else. Mark hadn't been the sort he'd expected to be so affectionate, but at least they had a discretion about it.
There was little discretion, though, to how they clung onto him, having let themself all but fall against him.
"Yes," he said. "I worked it out. You have leave of some responsibilities, so I can steal you for a special assignment. For the week… you have me."
Their fingers curled tightly into his coat, and they had their face pressed into his chest. He let his arms settle loosely around them.
"Thanks– ah… thank– thank you."
Their head rose, and he could take the ask well enough. He dropped his lips to theirs, kissed them.
"I'm… I've been so afraid," they said, when he pulled back. "I keep being afraid I'll… disappear. Or that the fact that I'm still here… maybe it means something else is going to happen."
Their eyes – big, so coldly grey, and worried – were locked on his.
"Mm. Worry about it later. You disappear… I'll know where you went, at least. Enough about that, let me warm you up."
It felt so foolish to say it and immediately to start working the scarf from around their neck, their coat open, but, it was the flow of things, the flow into bitter herbs pressed onto their tongue, their body quivering under him despite the warmth of the fire, being pressed so tightly against him as he kissed them quiet and took every noise into the dark of his mouth, and finally sleep – sleep he could sink into, with not a soul near save for theirs.
#volke #mark #telliusrehide
early, but, happy valentine's day <3 a vague homage to that ever-popular 12th night photo
... to ramble a little about this, it's been a really good year for getting in touch with these two, especially as an anchor in the midst of everything going on (gestures vaguely)
... and as to that lil heart, well, you know what's up~
#mark #volke #karel
... to ramble a little about this, it's been a really good year for getting in touch with these two, especially as an anchor in the midst of everything going on (gestures vaguely)
... and as to that lil heart, well, you know what's up~
#mark #volke #karel
2026年1月 reverse chronological - oldest -> newest ~ export month
2025年12月 reverse chronological - oldest -> newest ~ export month
So I went and wrote up some unit information for Mark in PoR/RD, ha, haha. I'll share it here, I went a little overboard...
Path of Radiance
Availability: Mark is able to be recruited during chapter 8. If the east courtyard is entered with a player-controlled unit, Mark will appear from the north-eastern forest and move towards Ike, Titania, or Soren, whoever is nearer, joining.
Recruiting Mark is a challenge given how much of the map needs to be crossed – Mark will flee if dealt fatal damage before being recruited, but the player will get a preview of Mark's ability, which is that Mark will roll the player back to the last player phase and then flee at the start of it. Mark joins at level 1 and is carrying no items except for a Stiletto that, due to class as a mage, cannot be equipped. It is best just to give it to Volke or Sothe, as Mark's strength is too low to make decent use of it even once promoted.
Mark has the locked "???" ability that allows selection of any turn to restart from, player phase.
If Mark takes fatal damage, the ability will forcibly reset to the most recent player phase. If Mark has an A-rank support and is deployed with that unit, the ability will also trigger if that unit takes fatal damage
If Volke reaches A-rank support with Mark, "???" will be renamed to "Secret"
Upon appearing on the map:
Mark: … ahh… a battle… Well, this is fine, let's see if I can figure out the factions…
Mark: … … …
Mark: Ah… those people… their circumstances seem a bit dire… Well. Time to make a decision and just hope for the best… Not like I can't try again…
If fatally wounded before recruitment:
Mark: (???) … … I need to get my bearings better… I'd better get out of here before anything else happens.
Recruitment conversation – Soren:
Mark: Aah–?! Ah– I– you! Under attack from these soldiers– Watch out! I can help you!
Soren: …? Who–
Mark: Talk later, I'm very useful! I have a sense for when things are about to go south! Like there– watch out!
(brief tutorial)
Soren: … After the battle, we'll talk.
Recruitment conversation – Titania:
Mark: You there! Knight! Help me, and I can help you!
Titania: A girl under attack–? Come, inside!
Mark: Arm me, and I can fight too! And I can see when things are about to– yaa–!! Watch out!
(tutorial)
Titania: You have good sense! Let's talk after, girl!
Recruitment conversation – Ike:
Mark: You– you look like you're in charge–
Ike: That is… yes– I suppose! Who–
Mark: Help me! I can help you, but I'm unarmed– but, if you– Watch out!
(tutorial lol)
Ike: Thanks– didn't see that coming, let's talk after!rehide
Base Conversations:
Chapter 9 – Villager ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ (available if Mark was saved)
Ike: Girl, there you are, you doing ok? That was a rough spot. You're a quick thinker, though.
Mark: … ah, mm. Yeah, I'm ok, a little dazed… I don't remember anything…
Ike: Anything… about?
Mark: Um… anything. My name is all… and apparently… things like that, I guess.
Soren: No personal history? … convenient, if you were a spy…
Ike: Let's hear her out. You were helpful in that battle.
Titania: Things weren't looking good. She did help us out – she could have made things go much worse.
Soren: … I suppose they weren't. But I don't trust her.
Mark: It's fine if you don't trust me. I can prove myself.
Soren: For someone who doesn't remember anything…
Mark: It's true, though. I remember battle… it seems to be the only thing I remember.
Soren: … I don't like this.
(allow to join y/n)
Don't Allow – Mark: Ah, yes, I understand… Well, thanks for helping me out at least. I'll be out of here.
Do Allow – Mark: I know, it's strange, but, I promise I'll earn my keep.
Chapter 13 – ??? ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ (available if Mark is recruited and Volke was hired in chapter 10 and is still alive)
Mark: Uh, ha… where to go, where to go…
Mark: No, somebody will come looking here…
Mark: …maybe here … … …
Mark: …!! Oh–? Hello?
Volke: Eh? What?
Mark: … ah?! Ha– sorry! Just looking for somewhere quiet… I'll–
Volke: … you aren't looking for me?
Mark: I don't know who… … oh, wait, Mr Fireman? It was dark, I couldn't…
Volke: What do you have there? Is that…
Mark: Oh… this, yes, I… had some candy… I was just looking for somewhere quiet to eat, think…
Volke: … … 50 gold for some and I'll leave you alone to the rest…
Mark: Ah? Oh, you don't have to leave, or pay me… I'll share some. You… you're the quiet type. That's all I wanted was some quiet.
Volke: Eh, sure. Thanks.
Mark: … ah, of course. I'll just be here a bit…
Volke: … Take this, then, if not coin. I've seen you practicing…
Mark: Uh? It's… I can't really use it very well in battle, it's just… ha… well, thank you.
Volke: Mm.
(Received Arms Scroll)rehide
Supports (Volke & Soren):
Volke
C-rank (only available if info conversation triggered)
Volke: … seer. Where do you come from?
Mark: !! Ah!! Mr Fireman… I didn't see you there–
Volke: The question, answer it.
Mark: Uh? Just what I said… I don't remember.
Volke: Hmph… sure.
Mark: … … why do you care?
Volke: I'm in the business of information. You know that.
Mark: So… who wants my information? Ha… of course you can't tell m–
Volke: It's personal.
Mark: …? You…?
Volke: So, don't lie.
Mark: I'm not lying, I don't remember.
Volke: … I always get my answers …
Mark: ? … …
Mark: He's gone?
B-rank
Mark: … Mr Fireman? Hello?
Mark: … … hello?
Volke: … hello.
Mark: !! You show up like that–?
Volke: Should I have been louder?
Mark: I– no, I … it's fine.
Volke: So, what? You called.
Mark: I needed to request–
Volke: I only do one contract at a time.
Mark: … ha… dang.
Volke: … what is it?
Mark: I actually… wanted you to look into my past. I don't remember it. I… wonder if you could find it out. You said it, you always get your answers…
Volke: … mm. You mean it, eh?
Mark: Really. I can't remember who it was before waking up. I can only see this body's future, not its past.
Volke: … I'll do it without charge. I normally ask for three days, but… I think it will take longer.
Mark: Thank you.
Volke: Mm. Mmhm. But if I find out you're lying to me…
Mark: I– um– I mean–!! Really! I don't know who this person was!
Volke: … … hmm. Alright… Well. Go on then. I'll get to it.
Mark: Ha… thank you…
Mark: (leaves)
Volke: … …
Volke: 'this body'… 'this person'… huh. Hmm.
Volke: … is she trying to… Hmm. … I'll figure it out.
A-rank:
Volke: Seer.
Mark: !! Oh–!
Volke: Did I startle you again?
Mark: I– no– I mean, ha… yes. I'm sorry.
Volke: Come here, quietly.
Mark: ? … … …
Volke: I have what you asked for.
Mark: !? You– you do!
Volke: A few months before you found the mercenaries, a girl your age in a nearby settlement went missing… nobody could find her in the woods. She was very ill when she disappeared.
Mark: … uh? What does that mean?
Volke: You seem to be that girl. A contact told me what she looked like.
Mark: Her name? What was it?
Volke: (whispers)
Volke: … hold still.
Mark: … … … !? That's not– ah–! Hey, you– I'll scream–
Volke: No, you won't. Liar. I'm right, eh?
Mark: I– I have my reasons!
Volke: Most people with secrets do.
Mark: … it isn't anything evil. I'm not trying to hurt anyone.
Volke: That much… yes, I know it. It is why you still breathe.
Volke: That was clever, but you wasted my time.
Mark: … I know… but I did want to know… truly…
Volke: … …
Volke: (leaves)
Mark: … Volke…
Mark: … after the war… I will tell you more.
Soren
C-rank:
Mark: Oh… Soren– thank you, for letting me work with you. I… know you have your misgivings about me.
Soren: It's fine. Your tactics are strange, but…
Mark: I know it's to keep an eye on me.
Soren: … Something about you doesn't add up. You know that.
Mark: I even admitted, it was strange. It still is. But, I am being truthful. I have no idea who this person was…
Soren: Hmm. Well, while you're here, come look at this, give me your opinion.
Mark: … There. If I were sending reinforcements…
Soren: Yes, I thought the same.
Mark: And there… Someone with long-range magic could see the whole field…
Soren: Something to watch for, yes.
Soren: … … … You're strange. But…
Mark: Uh? You don't have to say it. It's fine.
Soren: …
B-rank:
Mark: If I had more time… Well. I could just…
Mark: … no, that wouldn't have worked. But that was too close of a call… I can't be careless like that… Hmm… aha, maybe if I'd…
Soren: … Mark.
Mark: …!! Soren!! How are you so quiet?
(skip if Info conversation with Volke not triggered:)
Mark: You're almost as sneaky as him…?
Soren: Who?
Mark: … that… Fireman…
(resume)
Soren: I don't think I was that quiet. You're just engrossed.
Mark: Huh? It's only been a few minutes…
Soren: You missed dinner.
Mark: Huh? Oh… Oh. That's why I'm so…
Soren: …
Mark: … wait. Soren? You… Thanks. You didn't have to… it's my own fault losing track of time.
Soren: You're less helpful when you're hungry, and we have a battle to plan.
Mark: Ah… you're right. Thank you, that was irresponsible of me…
Soren: You're welcome, just be more careful. These people depend on us.
Mark: Yes, I will.
Soren: I'll see you in a while.
Soren: (leaves)
Mark: … Oh… He… is very kind, actually…?
A-rank:
Mark: … breathe… breathe– I can just…
Soren: …
Soren: … Is that…
Mark: Yaah–!
Soren: What are you doing?
Mark: Huh? Pretty neat, huh? I've been practicing some, so I can be on my own more. I don't like always having to hang back so much.
Soren: … You don't like… hmph. That's fine.
Mark: … huh?
Soren: (leaves)
Mark: Oh… snaps!! Oh, he thought I meant–
Mark: … do I… no. That wouldn't be right… –!! Soren! Come back–!
Soren: What?
Mark: Hey, I didn't mean it like that, I'm not trying to get out of working with you! I love working with you. I actually love planning these battles together. Especially…
Mark: … …
Mark: … especially that you… gave me a chance. I know how I showed up… was strange, and you… really suspected me. So that you'd like me help like this… That you'd let me…
Mark: … sniff…
Mark: … affect the lives of people you care for, so much…
Soren: … Mark…
Soren: I don't understand everything about you, but maybe I don't need to.
Soren: You care about Ike, and everyone else here. That's fine enough for me.
Mark: … Soren… thank you…
Soren: If you want to be out on the field…
Mark: No–! I meant… I don't always like slowing people down, having to be protected…
Soren: … You protect all of us. Like when you argued with me saying there would be an ambush. You were right. You're so hardheaded.
Mark: … I… still…
Soren: We all work together, don't you understand it?
Mark: … yes… I understand. You're right, like usual…
Soren: So don't act like you're a burden.
Mark: Ha… yes. Thank you.rehide
Radiant Dawn
Availability: Joins with Crimea if recruited in PoR (unavailable if no save data loaded)
Mark retains the "???" (or, renamed "Secret") ability which functions in the same manner as in Path of Radiance, with the notable difference that a specific move can be selected per player phase.
The ability still auto-triggers if Mark is dealt lethal damage, or, if a unit Mark has an A-rank support with (including transferred support) is dealt lethal damage. The difference is not in effect when the ability auto-triggers, the ability simply loads to the most recent player phase.rehide
Supports & Conversations
C: … stay near, I have an idea of how this will go.
B: careful. I can see what's going to happen. I'll look out for us.
A: wait, this way, the other way isn't safe. Stay alive, please… there's still dreams you must have.
A, specific to Volke if A-rank in PoR: wait, this way, the other way isn't safe. Stay alive, please… there's still something I have to tell you.
A, specific to Soren, if A-rank in PoR: wait, this way, the other way isn't safe. Stay alive, please… there's someone you have to live for.
"Death" quote (only triggers if no support was carried over from Path of Radiance – Mark will leave)
Mark: Oh… ha… I'm… I'm going to have to… ngk. Let's– try again– … no, I'd better… just slip away–
Base Conversation:
Endgame – ??? ⭐⭐⭐⭐ (if A-rank support with Volke carried over, and A-rank achieved with him after Volke rejoins)
Volke: So, you're still here, despite all of this secret business… you stayed by the queen's side this whole time.
Mark: !! Uh–!!
Volke: Eheh… I keep startling you.
Mark: I wanted to help how I could… you know my abilities are useful.
Volke: Hmph… are you going to tell me yet? What was it you said back then, 'after the war'?
Mark: Ah? You heard that…
Volke: You know my work. So. The war came and went. I also didn't bother you at the palace about it with so many eyes and ears… but we're alone now. Out with it.
Mark: Ha… I will… once we are at peace…
Volke: … … you keep putting it off… tell me, already.
Mark: … please. Give me more time. I promise I will tell you.
Volke: You seem to mean it.
Mark: … when I tell you, you will understand. I do not want to say, in a time of unrest…
Volke: … …
Mark: !! Ah?
Volke: You're so nervous. Don't worry. I won't cut it out of you, eh?
Mark: sigh … you… are the only person I would ever tell, actually. So if you truly want to know, and you can wait…
Volke: … what?
Mark: Really. You're the only person I don't think would use it… hmm. No. Other people here might not… at least not on purpose. But you…
Volke: … Survive this. I have to know what it is.
Mark: Ha… survive, for you?
Volke: …! Um–
Volke: I just want answers. Don't read anything into it.
Mark: Aha… mm. Sure. Are you… blushing?
Volke: … … …
Volke: … anyhow– I found this… it's the kind of magic you use.
Mark: …! It is… ah… Mr… Volke. Thank you.
Volke: Sure. Anyway. Don't you dare try to give me the slip, after the war. I want to know.
Mark: …find me quickly. Something… might happen.
Volke: What? What are you talking about…?
Mark: Talk to me quickly, after the war, or else you might lose your chance. That's all I can say.
Volke: Mm. Got it. Though I don't understand it.
Mark: It will make sense…
Mark: (leaves)
Volke: … wait.
Volke: … wait a minute.
Mark: (returns)
Mark: …?
Volke: (~unmasked sprite~)
Volke: …
Mark: …!!
Volke: …
Mark: … you're definitely blushing.
Volke: (leaves)
Mark: Did he… really? Ah… Volke…
Mark: I want to tell you… please, find me quickly…
(Received Bolting)
Ending, if A-support in PoR and RD, and info conversation triggered and Volke is still alive
Mark: Mark disappeared in the days after the war, leaving an important conversation hanging. No trace of the mysterious seer was ever found.
Volke: Volke searched tirelessly for Mark to get the answer to his long-standing question. Any rumor of a mysterious seer was of interest to him until several years after the war, when he disappeared as well, leaving no trace at all. Nobody knows if he found what he was looking for.
#mark #volke #soren #telliusrehide
Path of Radiance
Availability: Mark is able to be recruited during chapter 8. If the east courtyard is entered with a player-controlled unit, Mark will appear from the north-eastern forest and move towards Ike, Titania, or Soren, whoever is nearer, joining.
Recruiting Mark is a challenge given how much of the map needs to be crossed – Mark will flee if dealt fatal damage before being recruited, but the player will get a preview of Mark's ability, which is that Mark will roll the player back to the last player phase and then flee at the start of it. Mark joins at level 1 and is carrying no items except for a Stiletto that, due to class as a mage, cannot be equipped. It is best just to give it to Volke or Sothe, as Mark's strength is too low to make decent use of it even once promoted.
Mark has the locked "???" ability that allows selection of any turn to restart from, player phase.
If Mark takes fatal damage, the ability will forcibly reset to the most recent player phase. If Mark has an A-rank support and is deployed with that unit, the ability will also trigger if that unit takes fatal damage
If Volke reaches A-rank support with Mark, "???" will be renamed to "Secret"
Upon appearing on the map:
Mark: … ahh… a battle… Well, this is fine, let's see if I can figure out the factions…
Mark: … … …
Mark: Ah… those people… their circumstances seem a bit dire… Well. Time to make a decision and just hope for the best… Not like I can't try again…
If fatally wounded before recruitment:
Mark: (???) … … I need to get my bearings better… I'd better get out of here before anything else happens.
Recruitment conversation – Soren:
Mark: Aah–?! Ah– I– you! Under attack from these soldiers– Watch out! I can help you!
Soren: …? Who–
Mark: Talk later, I'm very useful! I have a sense for when things are about to go south! Like there– watch out!
(brief tutorial)
Soren: … After the battle, we'll talk.
Recruitment conversation – Titania:
Mark: You there! Knight! Help me, and I can help you!
Titania: A girl under attack–? Come, inside!
Mark: Arm me, and I can fight too! And I can see when things are about to– yaa–!! Watch out!
(tutorial)
Titania: You have good sense! Let's talk after, girl!
Recruitment conversation – Ike:
Mark: You– you look like you're in charge–
Ike: That is… yes– I suppose! Who–
Mark: Help me! I can help you, but I'm unarmed– but, if you– Watch out!
(tutorial lol)
Ike: Thanks– didn't see that coming, let's talk after!rehide
Base Conversations:
Chapter 9 – Villager ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ (available if Mark was saved)
Ike: Girl, there you are, you doing ok? That was a rough spot. You're a quick thinker, though.
Mark: … ah, mm. Yeah, I'm ok, a little dazed… I don't remember anything…
Ike: Anything… about?
Mark: Um… anything. My name is all… and apparently… things like that, I guess.
Soren: No personal history? … convenient, if you were a spy…
Ike: Let's hear her out. You were helpful in that battle.
Titania: Things weren't looking good. She did help us out – she could have made things go much worse.
Soren: … I suppose they weren't. But I don't trust her.
Mark: It's fine if you don't trust me. I can prove myself.
Soren: For someone who doesn't remember anything…
Mark: It's true, though. I remember battle… it seems to be the only thing I remember.
Soren: … I don't like this.
(allow to join y/n)
Don't Allow – Mark: Ah, yes, I understand… Well, thanks for helping me out at least. I'll be out of here.
Do Allow – Mark: I know, it's strange, but, I promise I'll earn my keep.
Chapter 13 – ??? ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ (available if Mark is recruited and Volke was hired in chapter 10 and is still alive)
Mark: Uh, ha… where to go, where to go…
Mark: No, somebody will come looking here…
Mark: …maybe here … … …
Mark: …!! Oh–? Hello?
Volke: Eh? What?
Mark: … ah?! Ha– sorry! Just looking for somewhere quiet… I'll–
Volke: … you aren't looking for me?
Mark: I don't know who… … oh, wait, Mr Fireman? It was dark, I couldn't…
Volke: What do you have there? Is that…
Mark: Oh… this, yes, I… had some candy… I was just looking for somewhere quiet to eat, think…
Volke: … … 50 gold for some and I'll leave you alone to the rest…
Mark: Ah? Oh, you don't have to leave, or pay me… I'll share some. You… you're the quiet type. That's all I wanted was some quiet.
Volke: Eh, sure. Thanks.
Mark: … ah, of course. I'll just be here a bit…
Volke: … Take this, then, if not coin. I've seen you practicing…
Mark: Uh? It's… I can't really use it very well in battle, it's just… ha… well, thank you.
Volke: Mm.
(Received Arms Scroll)rehide
Supports (Volke & Soren):
Volke
C-rank (only available if info conversation triggered)
Volke: … seer. Where do you come from?
Mark: !! Ah!! Mr Fireman… I didn't see you there–
Volke: The question, answer it.
Mark: Uh? Just what I said… I don't remember.
Volke: Hmph… sure.
Mark: … … why do you care?
Volke: I'm in the business of information. You know that.
Mark: So… who wants my information? Ha… of course you can't tell m–
Volke: It's personal.
Mark: …? You…?
Volke: So, don't lie.
Mark: I'm not lying, I don't remember.
Volke: … I always get my answers …
Mark: ? … …
Mark: He's gone?
B-rank
Mark: … Mr Fireman? Hello?
Mark: … … hello?
Volke: … hello.
Mark: !! You show up like that–?
Volke: Should I have been louder?
Mark: I– no, I … it's fine.
Volke: So, what? You called.
Mark: I needed to request–
Volke: I only do one contract at a time.
Mark: … ha… dang.
Volke: … what is it?
Mark: I actually… wanted you to look into my past. I don't remember it. I… wonder if you could find it out. You said it, you always get your answers…
Volke: … mm. You mean it, eh?
Mark: Really. I can't remember who it was before waking up. I can only see this body's future, not its past.
Volke: … I'll do it without charge. I normally ask for three days, but… I think it will take longer.
Mark: Thank you.
Volke: Mm. Mmhm. But if I find out you're lying to me…
Mark: I– um– I mean–!! Really! I don't know who this person was!
Volke: … … hmm. Alright… Well. Go on then. I'll get to it.
Mark: Ha… thank you…
Mark: (leaves)
Volke: … …
Volke: 'this body'… 'this person'… huh. Hmm.
Volke: … is she trying to… Hmm. … I'll figure it out.
A-rank:
Volke: Seer.
Mark: !! Oh–!
Volke: Did I startle you again?
Mark: I– no– I mean, ha… yes. I'm sorry.
Volke: Come here, quietly.
Mark: ? … … …
Volke: I have what you asked for.
Mark: !? You– you do!
Volke: A few months before you found the mercenaries, a girl your age in a nearby settlement went missing… nobody could find her in the woods. She was very ill when she disappeared.
Mark: … uh? What does that mean?
Volke: You seem to be that girl. A contact told me what she looked like.
Mark: Her name? What was it?
Volke: (whispers)
Volke: … hold still.
Mark: … … … !? That's not– ah–! Hey, you– I'll scream–
Volke: No, you won't. Liar. I'm right, eh?
Mark: I– I have my reasons!
Volke: Most people with secrets do.
Mark: … it isn't anything evil. I'm not trying to hurt anyone.
Volke: That much… yes, I know it. It is why you still breathe.
Volke: That was clever, but you wasted my time.
Mark: … I know… but I did want to know… truly…
Volke: … …
Volke: (leaves)
Mark: … Volke…
Mark: … after the war… I will tell you more.
Soren
C-rank:
Mark: Oh… Soren– thank you, for letting me work with you. I… know you have your misgivings about me.
Soren: It's fine. Your tactics are strange, but…
Mark: I know it's to keep an eye on me.
Soren: … Something about you doesn't add up. You know that.
Mark: I even admitted, it was strange. It still is. But, I am being truthful. I have no idea who this person was…
Soren: Hmm. Well, while you're here, come look at this, give me your opinion.
Mark: … There. If I were sending reinforcements…
Soren: Yes, I thought the same.
Mark: And there… Someone with long-range magic could see the whole field…
Soren: Something to watch for, yes.
Soren: … … … You're strange. But…
Mark: Uh? You don't have to say it. It's fine.
Soren: …
B-rank:
Mark: If I had more time… Well. I could just…
Mark: … no, that wouldn't have worked. But that was too close of a call… I can't be careless like that… Hmm… aha, maybe if I'd…
Soren: … Mark.
Mark: …!! Soren!! How are you so quiet?
(skip if Info conversation with Volke not triggered:)
Mark: You're almost as sneaky as him…?
Soren: Who?
Mark: … that… Fireman…
(resume)
Soren: I don't think I was that quiet. You're just engrossed.
Mark: Huh? It's only been a few minutes…
Soren: You missed dinner.
Mark: Huh? Oh… Oh. That's why I'm so…
Soren: …
Mark: … wait. Soren? You… Thanks. You didn't have to… it's my own fault losing track of time.
Soren: You're less helpful when you're hungry, and we have a battle to plan.
Mark: Ah… you're right. Thank you, that was irresponsible of me…
Soren: You're welcome, just be more careful. These people depend on us.
Mark: Yes, I will.
Soren: I'll see you in a while.
Soren: (leaves)
Mark: … Oh… He… is very kind, actually…?
A-rank:
Mark: … breathe… breathe– I can just…
Soren: …
Soren: … Is that…
Mark: Yaah–!
Soren: What are you doing?
Mark: Huh? Pretty neat, huh? I've been practicing some, so I can be on my own more. I don't like always having to hang back so much.
Soren: … You don't like… hmph. That's fine.
Mark: … huh?
Soren: (leaves)
Mark: Oh… snaps!! Oh, he thought I meant–
Mark: … do I… no. That wouldn't be right… –!! Soren! Come back–!
Soren: What?
Mark: Hey, I didn't mean it like that, I'm not trying to get out of working with you! I love working with you. I actually love planning these battles together. Especially…
Mark: … …
Mark: … especially that you… gave me a chance. I know how I showed up… was strange, and you… really suspected me. So that you'd like me help like this… That you'd let me…
Mark: … sniff…
Mark: … affect the lives of people you care for, so much…
Soren: … Mark…
Soren: I don't understand everything about you, but maybe I don't need to.
Soren: You care about Ike, and everyone else here. That's fine enough for me.
Mark: … Soren… thank you…
Soren: If you want to be out on the field…
Mark: No–! I meant… I don't always like slowing people down, having to be protected…
Soren: … You protect all of us. Like when you argued with me saying there would be an ambush. You were right. You're so hardheaded.
Mark: … I… still…
Soren: We all work together, don't you understand it?
Mark: … yes… I understand. You're right, like usual…
Soren: So don't act like you're a burden.
Mark: Ha… yes. Thank you.rehide
Radiant Dawn
Availability: Joins with Crimea if recruited in PoR (unavailable if no save data loaded)
Mark retains the "???" (or, renamed "Secret") ability which functions in the same manner as in Path of Radiance, with the notable difference that a specific move can be selected per player phase.
The ability still auto-triggers if Mark is dealt lethal damage, or, if a unit Mark has an A-rank support with (including transferred support) is dealt lethal damage. The difference is not in effect when the ability auto-triggers, the ability simply loads to the most recent player phase.rehide
Supports & Conversations
C: … stay near, I have an idea of how this will go.
B: careful. I can see what's going to happen. I'll look out for us.
A: wait, this way, the other way isn't safe. Stay alive, please… there's still dreams you must have.
A, specific to Volke if A-rank in PoR: wait, this way, the other way isn't safe. Stay alive, please… there's still something I have to tell you.
A, specific to Soren, if A-rank in PoR: wait, this way, the other way isn't safe. Stay alive, please… there's someone you have to live for.
"Death" quote (only triggers if no support was carried over from Path of Radiance – Mark will leave)
Mark: Oh… ha… I'm… I'm going to have to… ngk. Let's– try again– … no, I'd better… just slip away–
Base Conversation:
Endgame – ??? ⭐⭐⭐⭐ (if A-rank support with Volke carried over, and A-rank achieved with him after Volke rejoins)
Volke: So, you're still here, despite all of this secret business… you stayed by the queen's side this whole time.
Mark: !! Uh–!!
Volke: Eheh… I keep startling you.
Mark: I wanted to help how I could… you know my abilities are useful.
Volke: Hmph… are you going to tell me yet? What was it you said back then, 'after the war'?
Mark: Ah? You heard that…
Volke: You know my work. So. The war came and went. I also didn't bother you at the palace about it with so many eyes and ears… but we're alone now. Out with it.
Mark: Ha… I will… once we are at peace…
Volke: … … you keep putting it off… tell me, already.
Mark: … please. Give me more time. I promise I will tell you.
Volke: You seem to mean it.
Mark: … when I tell you, you will understand. I do not want to say, in a time of unrest…
Volke: … …
Mark: !! Ah?
Volke: You're so nervous. Don't worry. I won't cut it out of you, eh?
Mark: sigh … you… are the only person I would ever tell, actually. So if you truly want to know, and you can wait…
Volke: … what?
Mark: Really. You're the only person I don't think would use it… hmm. No. Other people here might not… at least not on purpose. But you…
Volke: … Survive this. I have to know what it is.
Mark: Ha… survive, for you?
Volke: …! Um–
Volke: I just want answers. Don't read anything into it.
Mark: Aha… mm. Sure. Are you… blushing?
Volke: … … …
Volke: … anyhow– I found this… it's the kind of magic you use.
Mark: …! It is… ah… Mr… Volke. Thank you.
Volke: Sure. Anyway. Don't you dare try to give me the slip, after the war. I want to know.
Mark: …find me quickly. Something… might happen.
Volke: What? What are you talking about…?
Mark: Talk to me quickly, after the war, or else you might lose your chance. That's all I can say.
Volke: Mm. Got it. Though I don't understand it.
Mark: It will make sense…
Mark: (leaves)
Volke: … wait.
Volke: … wait a minute.
Mark: (returns)
Mark: …?
Volke: (~unmasked sprite~)
Volke: …
Mark: …!!
Volke: …
Mark: … you're definitely blushing.
Volke: (leaves)
Mark: Did he… really? Ah… Volke…
Mark: I want to tell you… please, find me quickly…
(Received Bolting)
Ending, if A-support in PoR and RD, and info conversation triggered and Volke is still alive
Mark: Mark disappeared in the days after the war, leaving an important conversation hanging. No trace of the mysterious seer was ever found.
Volke: Volke searched tirelessly for Mark to get the answer to his long-standing question. Any rumor of a mysterious seer was of interest to him until several years after the war, when he disappeared as well, leaving no trace at all. Nobody knows if he found what he was looking for.
#mark #volke #soren #telliusrehide
A little self-care snippet imposed on me by the muse (it's been a rough weekend, ha)
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They staggered in, eyes catching suddenly on Karel as he perched on the edge of the table.
"Here… rather than bed…" he said, some clear disapproval in his tone.
"Still… need to finish it up… battle is at dawn…"
He glanced back at the table, the arrangements.
"Lovely…" Karel murmured, glancing then at the map held in their hand. The only reason they'd left the tent at all, giving him time to sneak in.
He was in the way.
"… Karel, I can't believe I'm about to ask you to, but please, move."
He bowed his head, slightly.
"That, I will not. Come to bed," he said.
"Everyone's tired. Everyone's doing their best. I just need to account for the terrain shift since the last rains. Which are on this map."
Mark held out the roll.
He did rise, drew near to them. He grasped around their wrist, pulled their arm, the map down, and took it into his own hand. He set it aside.
"It was not a request. Your lover is telling you, come to bed… will you refuse?"
Mark's eyes met his, those dangerous, near-feral eyes, intense, like some roving predator.
Their shoulders dropped.
"Telling me to…? You mean it?"
"Yes," Karel affirmed.
They stepped the last few paces until they could collapse into his arms.
"Oh, thank the gods…" they muttered into his chest.
His arms clenched around them.
"Of course if it's you… I have to, hah…"
#karel #mark
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They staggered in, eyes catching suddenly on Karel as he perched on the edge of the table.
"Here… rather than bed…" he said, some clear disapproval in his tone.
"Still… need to finish it up… battle is at dawn…"
He glanced back at the table, the arrangements.
"Lovely…" Karel murmured, glancing then at the map held in their hand. The only reason they'd left the tent at all, giving him time to sneak in.
He was in the way.
"… Karel, I can't believe I'm about to ask you to, but please, move."
He bowed his head, slightly.
"That, I will not. Come to bed," he said.
"Everyone's tired. Everyone's doing their best. I just need to account for the terrain shift since the last rains. Which are on this map."
Mark held out the roll.
He did rise, drew near to them. He grasped around their wrist, pulled their arm, the map down, and took it into his own hand. He set it aside.
"It was not a request. Your lover is telling you, come to bed… will you refuse?"
Mark's eyes met his, those dangerous, near-feral eyes, intense, like some roving predator.
Their shoulders dropped.
"Telling me to…? You mean it?"
"Yes," Karel affirmed.
They stepped the last few paces until they could collapse into his arms.
"Oh, thank the gods…" they muttered into his chest.
His arms clenched around them.
"Of course if it's you… I have to, hah…"
#karel #mark
2025年11月 reverse chronological - oldest -> newest ~ export month
2025年10月 reverse chronological - oldest -> newest ~ export month
...a little volkemark smut I've had sitting around forever and may as well share <3 fairly early timeline, before even love confessions
//
It was slower as he rocked into them, finally having made it into a bed in this reunion.
"Oh… Volke…" they sighed, legs bound around his hips. "Don't you want a break? I can ride-"
His eyes slid open, a grin on his lips.
"Don't have to ask twice."
He patted their thigh, had them release and let himself fall to his back, scoot to lay against the pillows.
"Come here," he said, grinning.
They rolled to their knees, swung a leg over his hips, guiding him back inside to a low moan from him. They settled against him, hips rising, falling in slow motion.
"Didn't know you could go so many times," they said between kisses.
"I had some time to prepare," he breathed. "Had to be sure you – mmm – remembered me."
"Very- very much," they said.
He gave them a nudge to rise, one hand coming to their side, and his intent was quickly apparent, bending to press his lips to the supple skin of a full breast.
"Missed you," he chuckled between kisses laid there.
"What, a-" their breath caught as he kissed, suckled at a sensitive nipple, "month? Volke- oh, fuck, I can't have you away that long."
His teeth sank in drawing a fragile sound from their throat.
"Mm," he hummed after releasing with a lewd, wet pop. "But it's good for the effort… and lets me feel justified in stealing you a whole day."
His hand gripped their hip, fingers sinking in and, stilling them.
"Let me just-"
He hummed as he attended to the other side. They braced against his shoulders, one hand quickly moving to his hair, almost unable to stand the heat of his mouth, the silken wash of his tongue. He nipped, tugged, and they squeaked at that sharp pinch.
"Fuck-" they gasped.
His cock jerked inside of them, sending heat rippling through their body.
They groaned as he resumed those wet kisses. It'd be entirely possible to lose their mind if they didn't move, didn't do something to address the aching need between their legs.
"Volke, please-" they whined.
Red eyes met theirs as he paused in those attentions.
"It's not my fault you have great tits," he muttered, a wicked grin on his lips. "Touch yourself while I'm busy."
Their brows raised.
They only hesitated a moment, though, before fitting their hand into the scant space between their bodies – the softness of their own belly, and his lean muscle.
He nuzzled into their breasts.
"I want to watch, anyway."
They felt sudden heat in their cheeks as they slid their fingers between their lips, slick with the day's worth of his spend, their own arousal.
"Watch? Oh?"
"Mm, I'll do you better after."
As though he hadn't already, enough that they were drowsy with it.
"If I didn't know better, I'd think you- ahh, Volke, fuck, you do it s-so much better-"
"Mm-" He let his teeth sink into another spot, sucking a mark into the tender skin.
"Think I what?" he asked, smug grin on his lips. "And, of course I do, I don't lose track of what I'm doing when you're close."
"Nevermind!" they said, that heat building as they kept touching, rolling their fingertips back and forth.
"Oh, no, tell me," he laughed, grabbing their wrist to deprive them of their own touch.
"Volke- fuck! Think you were trying to g-get me fucking pregnant!"
"Eh," he laughed, released his grip. "Much as I've had you today…"
His cock gave another jerk inside of them. Their breath caught.
"Hush about that, let me get back to this," he said.
His mouth was gentler now that they bore several newly-forming bruises, soft kisses laid against those spots, and then finally settling for sucking gently as though expecting that if he did so long enough, he might have something spurt out.
They couldn't help the soft sighs as they kept touching, felt that edge coming quickly.
"Ha, close, aren't you? So tight… let me see you?" he teased.
They forced their eyes open to meet him as they moaned, low, soft, let that overflow of pleasure take them.
"Felt that-" he gasped.
"Can I move now?" they asked, breathless.
"If you must," he said.
They settled against his chest, hips rocking against him, eyes on his, on the fuckdrunk expression he wore until the moment he kissed them.
His hands guided their hips quicker, the soft slap of skin filling their ears under his low moans, lost to the dark of their mouths.
It didn't last, not after what amounted to edging starts and pauses.
His grip tightened, fingers sinking into their ass hard enough to bruise, they were sure.
He parted from their lips, lay against the pillows, spent, panting.
"I can't move anymore," he laughed.
"What was it about doing me better?" they teased, then kissed his cheek. "I'm joking, later, some other time, I had pl-"
He gestured to his mouth.
"Sit," he called, grinning.
"Ah, that can still…?"
"Try it."
They crawled up until able to hover astride his mouth.
"I said sit."
He grabbed their hips, dragged them down.
They were sticky with him, and shivered at the thought of his swallowing his own spend, licking it from them.
That first touch of his tongue had them trembling.
"Nn- ha… Volke-"
He hummed against them, pulled them tighter to his mouth.
The stubble on his jaw was rough against them.
The intensity of it had them leaning on their arms against the headboard as he kissed, lapped at them.
"Volke- please, I'm so-"
They couldn't finish the sentence – not when he kept going, that exact same perfect motion and they were overcome, a breathless cry echoing in the room.
They would have swung their leg off at that, sure that he was done but how he held tight, kept going.
"Wait- fuck, it's-"
He gripped them tighter.
They quivered, breath coming in a heavy gulp. It was dizzying.
"Volke-!" they gasped.
"Hmm?"
He looked up at them through the space left between their body and the headboard. Letting his mouth unseal, he revealed the slickness of his entire lower face, everywhere his mask would usually cover.
"Is it too much?" he chuckled.
"Maybe-"
"You're not sure…"
He pressed his mouth back to them, hard, voracious.
They screamed as he dragged another climax from their aching cunt, only then releasing, letting them raise up off of his mouth.
He gave them a crooked, sticky grin.
"Can't help myself. I like sweets."
"You're going to make me pass out," they said, only then realizing the tears on their cheeks from the intensity of what he'd done to them.
He laid a final kiss against their overused clit. They felt raw, but so intensely satisfied.
"Fuck," they exhaled. "Are we done?"
He sighed, a little grin still on his lips, "If you insist. Eh, I'm empty, anyway, completely dry, I think. We should sleep… possibly eat…"
They lay down alongside him, nuzzled into his chest.
"I did miss you, not just for this," he chuckled.
#volke #markrehide
//
It was slower as he rocked into them, finally having made it into a bed in this reunion.
"Oh… Volke…" they sighed, legs bound around his hips. "Don't you want a break? I can ride-"
His eyes slid open, a grin on his lips.
"Don't have to ask twice."
He patted their thigh, had them release and let himself fall to his back, scoot to lay against the pillows.
"Come here," he said, grinning.
They rolled to their knees, swung a leg over his hips, guiding him back inside to a low moan from him. They settled against him, hips rising, falling in slow motion.
"Didn't know you could go so many times," they said between kisses.
"I had some time to prepare," he breathed. "Had to be sure you – mmm – remembered me."
"Very- very much," they said.
He gave them a nudge to rise, one hand coming to their side, and his intent was quickly apparent, bending to press his lips to the supple skin of a full breast.
"Missed you," he chuckled between kisses laid there.
"What, a-" their breath caught as he kissed, suckled at a sensitive nipple, "month? Volke- oh, fuck, I can't have you away that long."
His teeth sank in drawing a fragile sound from their throat.
"Mm," he hummed after releasing with a lewd, wet pop. "But it's good for the effort… and lets me feel justified in stealing you a whole day."
His hand gripped their hip, fingers sinking in and, stilling them.
"Let me just-"
He hummed as he attended to the other side. They braced against his shoulders, one hand quickly moving to his hair, almost unable to stand the heat of his mouth, the silken wash of his tongue. He nipped, tugged, and they squeaked at that sharp pinch.
"Fuck-" they gasped.
His cock jerked inside of them, sending heat rippling through their body.
They groaned as he resumed those wet kisses. It'd be entirely possible to lose their mind if they didn't move, didn't do something to address the aching need between their legs.
"Volke, please-" they whined.
Red eyes met theirs as he paused in those attentions.
"It's not my fault you have great tits," he muttered, a wicked grin on his lips. "Touch yourself while I'm busy."
Their brows raised.
They only hesitated a moment, though, before fitting their hand into the scant space between their bodies – the softness of their own belly, and his lean muscle.
He nuzzled into their breasts.
"I want to watch, anyway."
They felt sudden heat in their cheeks as they slid their fingers between their lips, slick with the day's worth of his spend, their own arousal.
"Watch? Oh?"
"Mm, I'll do you better after."
As though he hadn't already, enough that they were drowsy with it.
"If I didn't know better, I'd think you- ahh, Volke, fuck, you do it s-so much better-"
"Mm-" He let his teeth sink into another spot, sucking a mark into the tender skin.
"Think I what?" he asked, smug grin on his lips. "And, of course I do, I don't lose track of what I'm doing when you're close."
"Nevermind!" they said, that heat building as they kept touching, rolling their fingertips back and forth.
"Oh, no, tell me," he laughed, grabbing their wrist to deprive them of their own touch.
"Volke- fuck! Think you were trying to g-get me fucking pregnant!"
"Eh," he laughed, released his grip. "Much as I've had you today…"
His cock gave another jerk inside of them. Their breath caught.
"Hush about that, let me get back to this," he said.
His mouth was gentler now that they bore several newly-forming bruises, soft kisses laid against those spots, and then finally settling for sucking gently as though expecting that if he did so long enough, he might have something spurt out.
They couldn't help the soft sighs as they kept touching, felt that edge coming quickly.
"Ha, close, aren't you? So tight… let me see you?" he teased.
They forced their eyes open to meet him as they moaned, low, soft, let that overflow of pleasure take them.
"Felt that-" he gasped.
"Can I move now?" they asked, breathless.
"If you must," he said.
They settled against his chest, hips rocking against him, eyes on his, on the fuckdrunk expression he wore until the moment he kissed them.
His hands guided their hips quicker, the soft slap of skin filling their ears under his low moans, lost to the dark of their mouths.
It didn't last, not after what amounted to edging starts and pauses.
His grip tightened, fingers sinking into their ass hard enough to bruise, they were sure.
He parted from their lips, lay against the pillows, spent, panting.
"I can't move anymore," he laughed.
"What was it about doing me better?" they teased, then kissed his cheek. "I'm joking, later, some other time, I had pl-"
He gestured to his mouth.
"Sit," he called, grinning.
"Ah, that can still…?"
"Try it."
They crawled up until able to hover astride his mouth.
"I said sit."
He grabbed their hips, dragged them down.
They were sticky with him, and shivered at the thought of his swallowing his own spend, licking it from them.
That first touch of his tongue had them trembling.
"Nn- ha… Volke-"
He hummed against them, pulled them tighter to his mouth.
The stubble on his jaw was rough against them.
The intensity of it had them leaning on their arms against the headboard as he kissed, lapped at them.
"Volke- please, I'm so-"
They couldn't finish the sentence – not when he kept going, that exact same perfect motion and they were overcome, a breathless cry echoing in the room.
They would have swung their leg off at that, sure that he was done but how he held tight, kept going.
"Wait- fuck, it's-"
He gripped them tighter.
They quivered, breath coming in a heavy gulp. It was dizzying.
"Volke-!" they gasped.
"Hmm?"
He looked up at them through the space left between their body and the headboard. Letting his mouth unseal, he revealed the slickness of his entire lower face, everywhere his mask would usually cover.
"Is it too much?" he chuckled.
"Maybe-"
"You're not sure…"
He pressed his mouth back to them, hard, voracious.
They screamed as he dragged another climax from their aching cunt, only then releasing, letting them raise up off of his mouth.
He gave them a crooked, sticky grin.
"Can't help myself. I like sweets."
"You're going to make me pass out," they said, only then realizing the tears on their cheeks from the intensity of what he'd done to them.
He laid a final kiss against their overused clit. They felt raw, but so intensely satisfied.
"Fuck," they exhaled. "Are we done?"
He sighed, a little grin still on his lips, "If you insist. Eh, I'm empty, anyway, completely dry, I think. We should sleep… possibly eat…"
They lay down alongside him, nuzzled into his chest.
"I did miss you, not just for this," he chuckled.
#volke #markrehide
I love waking up and having to confront that perhaps I am a bit eccentric...hello giant soft mount taxidermy...and all the pillows that keep my joints behaving themselves #personal
I keep seeing posts, "yeah, they have great sex, but do they like each other?" Oh, Mark and Volke like each other quite plenty <3 in a meme, I referenced that one of the things they do to spend time together is people watch some. Here's a little snip of the early days of that...
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"… Heath's walking funny, you think…"
"Look closer, eh? It's not from there, he's favoring that thigh…"
"Oh, like… a pulled muscle…"
"Mm, he's being deliberate about it. He knows… he's trying to compensate some…"
"Ah, mm…"
They leaned back into his arm, eyes scanning as others got moving through the yard.
"And Narshen…" they noted. "He's looking more down than usual…"
"Heard he got into it with Valter about their wyverns being stabled too close, last night… mostly because of that big chicken getting brought in for the prince, and Valter's kept trying to eat it, so…"
"I'm still a little surprised they don't get on better… could match each other's freak, if they'd…"
"Competition… heh. They're too busy trying to outdo each other…"
"Stupid, but, sure."
"Very, but, well, is it a surprise?"
Mark chuckled, sighed. "No, no… so… this is what you're doing those early mornings when you're up before me?"
"Eh, some… little different with you here…"
Volke took a long, slow drag on his pipe.
"I'm distracting, yeah?" they asked.
He held the smoke in a moment before exhaling in a slow stream. He held it out to them.
They took it, took a far shorter pull. They felt the itch of a cough in their throat, but swallowed it, holding until it passed. Exhale, and then another short pull before handing it back.
"Still miss my menthols," they muttered.
"You are distracting… I work alone, you know. But…"
Volke leaned over, pressed a kiss to their cheek.
"…Different is… nice, once in a while. Plus, you're…helping, a little, even if you think everything is sex."
The edges of their eyes crinkled with a grin.
"You know I'm mostly joking."
"Mostly," Volke said. "It's fun, eh? Watching…"
They glanced over at him. "Yeah. Yeah… but you'll have to forgive me if I still pick bed most mornings."
"…We both make exceptions, heh. I also pick bed, some mornings…"
"You pick sex, more like…"
He pulled them in closer, leaned his head into theirs.
"I pick you…"
They turned, kissed him.
"So… what's their problem?" they then asked, eyes on Hector, Lyn as he huffed at her and she stalked off.
"Heh …no, you guess at that one."
"Sex? It's sex, isn't it?"
Volke chuckled. "See. Sometimes, you're right."
"…Friends with benefits, but he's all in his feelings about it, I'd bet? Because she's clearly just having fun…or, was, until now."
"Mm… go on, keep going, why?"
"Florina," Mark said, humming. "They're obviously sweet on each other, but…"
"…Heh… and?" Volke prompted.
"They're gonna have to resolve this one with some two hands thing, because I've definitely seen how Florina peeks at Hector too…"
Volke grinned, regarded them. "Heh, see, I wasn't blowing smoke when I said you had the skills for it…"
"I mean, come on, I've got an advantage there, Lyn and I go way back… not that version of her, but, same same."
"It's about using those advantages," Volke said.
His fingers idly played at their opposite shoulder, where his hand rested.
"You have the skills… eh, you have a lot of skills."
"And you're being awfully complimentary this morning," Mark said.
"I'm smitten, lover. Don't poke at it."
They leaned more heavily into him.
"…Me too," they said, quietly.
#mark #volkerehide
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"… Heath's walking funny, you think…"
"Look closer, eh? It's not from there, he's favoring that thigh…"
"Oh, like… a pulled muscle…"
"Mm, he's being deliberate about it. He knows… he's trying to compensate some…"
"Ah, mm…"
They leaned back into his arm, eyes scanning as others got moving through the yard.
"And Narshen…" they noted. "He's looking more down than usual…"
"Heard he got into it with Valter about their wyverns being stabled too close, last night… mostly because of that big chicken getting brought in for the prince, and Valter's kept trying to eat it, so…"
"I'm still a little surprised they don't get on better… could match each other's freak, if they'd…"
"Competition… heh. They're too busy trying to outdo each other…"
"Stupid, but, sure."
"Very, but, well, is it a surprise?"
Mark chuckled, sighed. "No, no… so… this is what you're doing those early mornings when you're up before me?"
"Eh, some… little different with you here…"
Volke took a long, slow drag on his pipe.
"I'm distracting, yeah?" they asked.
He held the smoke in a moment before exhaling in a slow stream. He held it out to them.
They took it, took a far shorter pull. They felt the itch of a cough in their throat, but swallowed it, holding until it passed. Exhale, and then another short pull before handing it back.
"Still miss my menthols," they muttered.
"You are distracting… I work alone, you know. But…"
Volke leaned over, pressed a kiss to their cheek.
"…Different is… nice, once in a while. Plus, you're…helping, a little, even if you think everything is sex."
The edges of their eyes crinkled with a grin.
"You know I'm mostly joking."
"Mostly," Volke said. "It's fun, eh? Watching…"
They glanced over at him. "Yeah. Yeah… but you'll have to forgive me if I still pick bed most mornings."
"…We both make exceptions, heh. I also pick bed, some mornings…"
"You pick sex, more like…"
He pulled them in closer, leaned his head into theirs.
"I pick you…"
They turned, kissed him.
"So… what's their problem?" they then asked, eyes on Hector, Lyn as he huffed at her and she stalked off.
"Heh …no, you guess at that one."
"Sex? It's sex, isn't it?"
Volke chuckled. "See. Sometimes, you're right."
"…Friends with benefits, but he's all in his feelings about it, I'd bet? Because she's clearly just having fun…or, was, until now."
"Mm… go on, keep going, why?"
"Florina," Mark said, humming. "They're obviously sweet on each other, but…"
"…Heh… and?" Volke prompted.
"They're gonna have to resolve this one with some two hands thing, because I've definitely seen how Florina peeks at Hector too…"
Volke grinned, regarded them. "Heh, see, I wasn't blowing smoke when I said you had the skills for it…"
"I mean, come on, I've got an advantage there, Lyn and I go way back… not that version of her, but, same same."
"It's about using those advantages," Volke said.
His fingers idly played at their opposite shoulder, where his hand rested.
"You have the skills… eh, you have a lot of skills."
"And you're being awfully complimentary this morning," Mark said.
"I'm smitten, lover. Don't poke at it."
They leaned more heavily into him.
"…Me too," they said, quietly.
#mark #volkerehide
summer alt text / quotes <3
Mark: Off-the-Clock Duo
Description
The pair made up of a mysterious seer and the man who was determined to uncover their past. Along the way, Volke found some more complicated feelings as well.
Weapon Type: Blue Tome
Move Type: Infantry
Voice Actor:
Weapons
Elthunder MT 6, Range 2
Thoron MT 9, Range 2
Bolting MT 12, Range 2
Seaside Blitz MT 14, Range 2
Effective against armor, can counterattack regardless of range.
Seaside Blitz +
If attacking, nullifies foe's counterattack.
Quotes
Summoning
Huh? Oh, hi, I'm Mark, and- oh, there he goes. Well, Volke is here too, if I can find him again- This sort of party isn't normally his thing. But if you need- well, I guess it's not quite mine, either, but I'm useful in a pinch...?
Castle:
- Volke: Eh? You looking for them...? Who's asking? Mark's not reviewing plans right now, come back later.
- Mark: I don't think this is all organized as optimally as it could be- hah, is that what you expected me to say? No, no, I'd just like something else to drink.
- Volke: Break time... I'm not getting paid to show off, unless... Well, whatever Mark wants.
- Mark: Hmm... if I can just get him into the water... Huh? What? Oh, nothing, I'd never try to get anything off the books, hehe
- Volke: If Mark asks, of course I'm not working on anything... Eh? It's vacation.
Friend greeting:
- Volke: This isn't official business... But here's this, anyhow.
Leveling Up
- (0,1) Mark: Well, I wasn't trying to do too much, but I was hoping... Well, that's fine, we need the time off!
- (2,3) Volke: Eh, working? Now? I suppose, but don't tell Mark.
- (4,5) Mark: Oh... refreshing! I actually want to plan something!
Ally Growth
- Mark: Is this how one's supposed to feel at the seaside? I feel like I've learned something...!
LV 40 conversation
Volke: Feeling more rested now?
Mark: (yawn) Ohh... I could do with a few more days. You wouldn't mind, [summoner]?
Volke: I'm missing out on work... but I can live with it.
Mark: As though you haven't been enjoying it too!
Volke: I've been enjoying some things quite a lot...
Mark: I... (blush)
Volke: Anyhow... back to the shade. There's some things to catch up on, eh?
Special Trigger
- Volke: Mark... your turn.
- Mark: I'm! On! Vacation!!
- Mark: Nn- In the middle of-?!
- Volke: Hands off them!
Defeat
- Volke: Ngk- Mark?!
Status Page
- Volke: Thanks for putting us up... Mark could use the time off. Eh? Me? I'm fine.
- Mark: I just wish that he was here too... Well, duty and all... Who? Um...
- Volke: Can't get too comfortable here... Not without investigating the area.
- Mark: Oh? This notebook? Nothing, nothing, I'm not working-
- Volke: It may be vacation, but I'm still taking things in. It's unavoidable. Eh? To know what I'm hearing? One thousand gold...
- Mark: ... all of this money? Oh, I've been told it's a hundred thousand to tell you where it came from. ... huh. Maybe that's where-
- Volke: Eh. Don't bother Mark with that. Don't you have your own tactician?
- Volke: Mark... is someone I have a particular arrangement with, so I'm not available for other kinds of work right now..
Turn Action
- Mark: ...splash.
- Volke: Eh-?
- Mark: Right now?
#mark #volke
Mark: Off-the-Clock Duo
Description
The pair made up of a mysterious seer and the man who was determined to uncover their past. Along the way, Volke found some more complicated feelings as well.
Weapon Type: Blue Tome
Move Type: Infantry
Voice Actor:
Weapons
Elthunder MT 6, Range 2
Thoron MT 9, Range 2
Bolting MT 12, Range 2
Seaside Blitz MT 14, Range 2
Effective against armor, can counterattack regardless of range.
Seaside Blitz +
If attacking, nullifies foe's counterattack.
Quotes
Summoning
Huh? Oh, hi, I'm Mark, and- oh, there he goes. Well, Volke is here too, if I can find him again- This sort of party isn't normally his thing. But if you need- well, I guess it's not quite mine, either, but I'm useful in a pinch...?
Castle:
- Volke: Eh? You looking for them...? Who's asking? Mark's not reviewing plans right now, come back later.
- Mark: I don't think this is all organized as optimally as it could be- hah, is that what you expected me to say? No, no, I'd just like something else to drink.
- Volke: Break time... I'm not getting paid to show off, unless... Well, whatever Mark wants.
- Mark: Hmm... if I can just get him into the water... Huh? What? Oh, nothing, I'd never try to get anything off the books, hehe
- Volke: If Mark asks, of course I'm not working on anything... Eh? It's vacation.
Friend greeting:
- Volke: This isn't official business... But here's this, anyhow.
Leveling Up
- (0,1) Mark: Well, I wasn't trying to do too much, but I was hoping... Well, that's fine, we need the time off!
- (2,3) Volke: Eh, working? Now? I suppose, but don't tell Mark.
- (4,5) Mark: Oh... refreshing! I actually want to plan something!
Ally Growth
- Mark: Is this how one's supposed to feel at the seaside? I feel like I've learned something...!
LV 40 conversation
Volke: Feeling more rested now?
Mark: (yawn) Ohh... I could do with a few more days. You wouldn't mind, [summoner]?
Volke: I'm missing out on work... but I can live with it.
Mark: As though you haven't been enjoying it too!
Volke: I've been enjoying some things quite a lot...
Mark: I... (blush)
Volke: Anyhow... back to the shade. There's some things to catch up on, eh?
Special Trigger
- Volke: Mark... your turn.
- Mark: I'm! On! Vacation!!
- Mark: Nn- In the middle of-?!
- Volke: Hands off them!
Defeat
- Volke: Ngk- Mark?!
Status Page
- Volke: Thanks for putting us up... Mark could use the time off. Eh? Me? I'm fine.
- Mark: I just wish that he was here too... Well, duty and all... Who? Um...
- Volke: Can't get too comfortable here... Not without investigating the area.
- Mark: Oh? This notebook? Nothing, nothing, I'm not working-
- Volke: It may be vacation, but I'm still taking things in. It's unavoidable. Eh? To know what I'm hearing? One thousand gold...
- Mark: ... all of this money? Oh, I've been told it's a hundred thousand to tell you where it came from. ... huh. Maybe that's where-
- Volke: Eh. Don't bother Mark with that. Don't you have your own tactician?
- Volke: Mark... is someone I have a particular arrangement with, so I'm not available for other kinds of work right now..
Turn Action
- Mark: ...splash.
- Volke: Eh-?
- Mark: Right now?
#mark #volke
#mark #volke #tellius