[Wineandbread]

Endgame credits:

Reyson sang his swansong, amidst a camp of empty vessels. But despite his efforts to rejuvenate his team's battle morale, they were for naught.

Soren grew weary planning the battles to come. Bogged down by his comrade's conflicts, he took a small nap that would inevitably be his downfall.

Janaff decided to go on a scouting mission. Possibly with booze, as he needed to settle his nerves after his paranoia got the best of him. He never came back.

At the end of the day, Mist was still nowhere to be seen. One could say... enshrouded in mist. :sunglasses:

And Brom, whose generally calm and innocent demeanor won the hearts of many Greil Mercenaries, had been twisted into a foul psychopath by the Fire Emblem with no regard for human and laguz life. He cackled menacingly as Haar was taken away for questioning, knowing he'd won in the tearing apart the group from the inside.

The TWG_Ike one-shot him and Mist and ended the game. Cause Aether.

The end.