KINKLIST

FAVORITE

YES

MAYBE

NO

• Romance
• Vanilla
• TLC/TLS

• Chrom prefers to top, but will bottom
• M/F, 16-29 preferred
• Fight sex
• Clothed sex
• Massages

• Bondage
• Cosplay
• Cordis Pheromones

• M/M
• Incest
• Anal
• Oral (prefer to handwave)
• BDSM
• Hard Kinks (bathroom, vore)
• Toys

▶ PLAYER
HANDLE: Faetan
CONTACT: faetan, Faetan#9932 via Discord
OVER 18? Yuppers
CHARACTERS IN-GAME: Winter Schnee, Orihime Inoue

▶ CHARACTER
NAME: Chrom
CANON: Fire Emblem: Awakening
CANON POINT: Just before the timeskip, after Gangrel's defeat
AGE: 19 (estimated)
BACKGROUND: Wiki Link!

PERSONALITY: One of Chrom's greatest strengths is his ability to trust in others. This is not to say that he's gullible, for he is not a fool. However, he believes earnestly in the dedication and talents of his friends and troops. Once he discovers Robin's keen mind for tactics, he's willing to allow her to direct the battle as she sees fit. He is far more likely to trust a person by their actions rather than their words, and once someone has proved themselves as a capable ally, it's difficult to shake his trust thereafter.

It is partially due to this trust that gives Chrom his enormous capacity for courage and bravery. He is unafraid of a fight, and doesn't hesitate to defend and protect his people. No matter how powerful a foe might be, Chrom will never shrink back. He knows how much is at stake, and he will never refuse to stand up against enemies who seek to destroy what he holds dear.

Chrom feels that it is his duty as a prince to protect his people, and by extension, his little sister and the troops that follow him into battle. He will never hold someone back or coddle them; if someone has a desire to fight, then by all means, he will give them every opportunity to do so. Donnel, for example, was just a simple villager trying to protect the others in his town. Chrom not only permitted him to fight, but encouraged him as well and gave him the opportunity to join their little army. Donnel's unshakable will was proof enough that he was fit to join the Shepherds, and when he asked to join once the fight was over, Chrom welcomed him warmly. But that doesn't mean he'll stand idly by and let someone come to harm for the sake of their pride either. He's quick to shield his little sister Lissa when there's danger, and willingly steps in front of an ally to protect them...even with his life.

He has confessed that most of his skills tend to revolve around breaking things with his sword. As a fighter, he's not only versatile, but formidable as well. His breadth of experience and diligent training has made him one of the best swordsmen in the halidom. He is also shown to be proficient with spears and bows, depending on the class/title he assumes. However, he cannot use magic, nor is he as tactically minded as Robin. But Chrom is still a great leader, and few have been able to withstand his attacks.

As a prince, Chrom takes his duties seriously. He's a responsible young man who understands that actions have consequences. As such, it's unlikely that he would blindly rush into any situation (save where his family is concerned, but that's where Robin's cool head comes into play). He could easily remain in the castle and wile away the hours at his leisure, but instead, he chose to form a band of warriors called The Shepherds who move throughout the halidom and keep the peace. He takes the welfare of Ylisse's people very seriously, and diligently serves them with his life.

Chrom is easygoing and approachable, due to his relatively humble nature. He's a kind person who doesn't rank himself above anyone else. Those in the Shepherds are considered his equals, even his friends, and he is unrestrained in his warmth and honest affection. He is unspoiled and rarely (if ever) complains. Eating bear meat is nothing new to him, nor is sleeping out under the stars. He needs little in the way of material possessions. The most valuable item he owns is his Falchion sword, which he is rarely without.

The prince is slow to anger. He is not easily provoked, and seems even-tempered. He can take a joke, maybe even make a few of his own if the circumstances allow. This isn't to say that he never gets angry -- if anyone dared to threaten the people he loves, like Lissa and Robin, he would rush to the attack. When he discovered that his sister Emmeryn had been taken, he nearly ran headlong to fight the Plegian Empire to rescue her, even if it was paramount to suicide. But under most circumstances, the average troll would have a difficult time riling him up.

Although Chrom is a decent soul and the epitome of a heroic prince, this isn't to say that he has no weaknesses. When his sister died, he fell into a deep and melancholy slump, unable to function or fight. He grows very attached to the people he loves, and if he loses them, dealing with that loss is beyond difficult. He feels very deeply, and doesn't mend quickly from a broken heart. It wasn't until Sumia slapped him and told him to get a hold of himself that he was able to lift his head and move forward, driven by his sense of duty to the people that Emmeryn had loved.

He'll also admit that he's a little bit of a cliché when it comes to his personality. It's not so much a lack of confidence as a belief that he's not all that special. He's a good man who specializes in swordplay, but beyond that, his skills feel rather mundane. His ability to practice court etiquette doesn't measure up to that of his sisters, and he finds most regal duties to be "boring." But as he's had to step into the role of Exalt, he'll give it his best. He just won't claim the actual title.

Because of his constant dedication to duty, Chrom hasn't been exposed much to the wiles of the fairer sex. He's as vanilla as they come, old-fashioned to a tee, and becomes wildly flustered when he accidentally walks in on Robin while she's changing her clothes. Any affection he gives is wholly natural. He may not be a practiced romantic, but it's his honest emotions that draw people to him.

POWERS/ABILITIES: Chrom's primary skill is swordsmanship. Though most of his skills are fairly mundane, the Fire Emblem setting amplifies them with just a bit of 'oomph' that makes him more acrobatic (able to vault several feet into the air, and flip more times than would be sensible), with a limited number of 'buffs.' To keep from delving too much into video game mechanics, it can be summarized as restoring vigor after felling a foe, amplifying another ally's abilities due to his charisma and leadership, and an excellent set of reflexes that allow him to block incoming blows aimed at said ally while occasionally countering those blows too. While Chrom fights well enough on his own, his best talents come out when he has at least one teammate working beside him.

INVENTORY: Falchion (his sword with the power to slay dragons), and a couple of vulneraries (vulnerarys?). Nothing too special.

MOONBLESSING: Cordis

▶ NARRATIVE SAMPLE

For how long Chrom had pushed across the barren wilderness, he couldn't say. Had he known that the venture would be more than a few hours, he might have made a mental note of the sun's position in the sky, rather than cursing its relentless heat. Learn how a digital watch works, Chrom. He was starting to question the wisdom of retaining one sleeve instead of divesting himself of it the way he had on his sword arm when he first saw the bright glint up ahead.

Water...?

He couldn't be sure, and it would be foolish to raise his hopes too high, but just the promise that it might be something to ease the sticky dryness of his throat quickened his boots and granted him something of a second wind.

To his dismay, the sun's reflection was caught by vibrant shards of crystal.

To his relief, said crystal ringed a pool of clear, clean water.

Uttering a word of thanks to Naga he fell to his knees, unbuckling the singular pauldron from his shoulder and using it to dip into the pool. He drank deeply, and even doused his head, enjoying the cold fingers that ran in thin rivulets down his temples and throat. It would do little for the pangs of hunger, but who was he to complain in the face of such a blessing? --Ah, but he wasn't without food, was he? Peeping out of his belt pouch was a colorful handkerchief, bearing the initials of a friend. A brief inspection was all it took to realize a certain someone had seen fit to slip him a bit of homemade cake for his journey.

Chrom chuckled, his features softening. Even here, alone, he was safeguarded by the forethought of his allies that trumped his own impulsive decision to make this journey on foot.

Something clipped lightly upon the cracked rocks behind him. Chrom whirled about, surprised that a rider should be here of all places, and that he should have missed seeing this rider at all. But the beast he saw bore no saddle, nor reins, nor master upon its back. That it was some manner of horse he could have no doubt, but he'd not seen one with a natural horn.

The horned horse stilled, lowering its head as it regarded him. ...No, not him, he realized. It was staring at the crumbled square of yellow cake in his kerchief, Chrom was certain of that. He tested his theory, moving away from the cloth, and sure enough the creature moved forward with a tentative step toward the cake, not the prince, before dancing nervously away.

"Not much for you to eat out here either, is there?" Chrom chuckled, his smile good-natured. He didn't have to think about the dilemma too hard; his friend would be cheered at the story, knowing the cake had fed something wild and beautiful. "Come. You shall eat, and I shall drink." Perhaps it would even see fit to let him ride. He could cover a much greater distance on horseback than on foot, though he worried if this particular breed might not be too delicate to bear his weight.

HMD

Got any feedback on how I can improve my portrayal of Chrom? Please feel free to let me know, I welcome concrit.