The dead horse of champion distinction.
Wilt thou joineth me in the beating?
I write to you today about the leeches that we refer to as 'imbued champions', and about the general state of hire-able recruits.
The perspective being taken here is the 'spiritual successor to MoM (Master of Magic)' view that has been so verily driven into the ground.
Do you remember Warrax the Chaos Warrior? Torin the Chosen? Mystic X the Unknown? Indeed, how could you possibly forget. Each of the champions in MoM had a distinct flavour. They stood out, and progressed in certain ways to particular advantages. In comparison, we have mostly a bunch of office and administrative staff, and all as bland and indistinct as could be managed. Belinda the Office Clerk or Ravashack the Necromancer? Jason the Accountant or Death Stryke the Swordsman? (see 'no brainer')
Now to the leeches. My sovereign imbues champions only so that they may suckle on his/her magical teat? They have intelligence, so they should be able to summon their own magical energy once they have been imbued with the ability by an authorised channeler near them. Hands off my mana! It would also be nice if some of them had inherent ranged magical attacks of certain types (fire, cold, electrical, etc.) that increase in power as they level up.
WoM really championed the mantle of post-cataclysmic ravaged barren wastelands. I think champion distinction is one way that FE can display a rich, diverse, and interesting world. I'm not going to go into the mechanics of it right now, as I think that no matter how it's done, it needs to be done somehow and to some degree.
Cheers.