Chaldean Chronicles: Cadence of the Lostgrail

A few days after the mission within the Micro Singularity, a "young" looking girl could be seen treading down the hallway, heading somewhere. The sound of her footstep echoes throughout the silent and empty hallway as she stood infront of a door. Opening it, it would slides open for dhampire as it reveals the summoning room behind her, prompting the girl to step inside. As she enters, the door closes behind her as the dimly lit room surrounds her. Why is she here you ask? She's looking to increase her firepower. Sigurd are quite powerful already, but that's a naive thinking. This is the incineration of Humanity, just settling down with minimum effort isn't going to work out. Her Magic Circuit are still capable of supporting another servant, hence her reasoning to arrive at such place. "Fuuuh....I've never actually made a proper summoning ever since I woke up huh?" Realising such fact, Klara chuckles to herself as she steps foward, standing infront of the Summoning Circle. Since this is her first time, Klara made sure that she would summon the servant she wanted. She had one in mind, a certain someone from the same Mythology as Sigurd. Though, part of her isn't confident in summoning such person, afterall why would they answer a call from someone like her? But she need to give it a try anyway. The dhampire begin to stretch her hand out as she crouches down into the circle. "Let's see...." Usually, Master would use a catalyst as a "enhancer" to summon a certain servant. It's like changing a television frequency to make sure the image aren't blurry. And so, what Klara have brought were...

8:31 AM

"Algiz....Lagaz....Ansuz...Ehwaz...." Biting into her finger, she uses her blood to draw Elder Futhrak runes upon the magical circle. Her blood are a great conductor for mana, hence her reason to draw her runes using it. Having learnt from Sigurd and her own experience, it doesn't take long for Klara to finish up all of the Rune Letter on the magic circle. Even if her runes are just a imitation of the Primeval Runes, it's still the only catalyst she have to summon this specific person. "Now then, let's begin!" Brushing her hand together, she clears her throat as she prepares her summoning aria, speaking in a confident manner. In the meanwhile, she chugs down a elixir and inscribed a protection rune on herself just incase her summoning went awry, it doesn't hurt to be careful afterall. Raising her hand that had her Command Seals, she begins her chants as blood begin dripping down into the summoning circle. Light starts to glow as Klara mana were being poured right into the circle. It took a bright blue glow as mana orbs begin to floats around the perimeter of the circle. A all too familiar feeling begin to strike her hand as her command seals begin to glow. Despite feeling her hand burning, Klara continues on with her aria without showing any sign of pain as the orbs begin to spin around quickly. The light begins to glow brightly, showering the previously dim litted room as Klara basked herself in the light. Her mana continues to pour itself into the circle as the process of Heroic Spirit materialisation begin to complete itself. On the last line of her summoning chant, Klara would utter such word. "Come O'Keeper of Balance, for Humanity begs upon your grace for their survival."

( @Kuro (Rat|Qtz|Yasu|Sei|Ath|Illy) )

The magic circle shines brightly upon the room as the mana orbs surrounding it begin spinning wildly around the magic circle. Soon, they are moving so fast that its indistinguishable from a spinning halo as it soon expands before converging upon itself in a explosion of brightness that leaves dark spots in the young Master's eyes even as she has them tightly closed.

From the Magic Circle, Power comes forth. The sounds of chanting could be heard around her as lines begins being inscribed in the air all around her, it doesn't take her long to understand that they aren't lines but instead they are Runes. Primeval Runes similar to the ones Sigurd utilizes and yet...much older and powerful. They continue being written into existence all around the room until, finally, the last one is finished and they all shine brightly for a moment before fading away along with the chanting choir.

Soon, from the Magic Circle, smoke rises as a small figure can be seen rising forth. A staff is on their hands that clunks heavily against the metal floor as they tap the butt of it. The sounds of feather reaches Klara's ears, confusing her for a moment before a Crow's caw informs her of the source as the bird could be seen resting on the figure's shoulder.

As for the figure itself? Well, it certainly doesn't look like whoever the Magus expected to answer her call. Standing at 4'8 ft. with a flowing brown cape behind her along with a pointy hat atop her head, was a brown haired girl with her eyes closed. On her shoulder, was a crow with bright blue eyes and covered in blue runes that shine for a moment before swiftly disappearing and leaving a black crow.

8:48 AM

8:48 AM

( @NoLongerdEd @[11]Arran [5]Skye )

(Gimme a bit)

Blinded by the sudden burst of light Klara eyes quickly begin to settle itself down as her vision slowly unblurs itself. Then, there she saw her, a.....child? standing ontop of the circle. Though, even if she do look like one, Klara didn't ridicule her, for she saw something that she couldn't believe her eyes with:The True Primeval Runes. With just a single glance, a Rune User like Klara immediately knows that it's the real deal, even Sigurd runes are much weaker than the one she saw. The dissapearing crow also serve yet another evidence that who she had summoned were the one she had expected to. It...worked? It really worked? Haha....hahaha! I can't believe this! Klara thought to herself as she laugh joyfully inside her head. Though she do wonder, why such vessel? She had expected to be an old man or perhaps someone who exudes much more presence, not....a childlike looking Magus. But, she didn't complain, the fact that her summoning work are already a miracle itself. "S-The Allfather himself...or should I call herself oh mighty Odin?" Her voice contains excitement, but she still keep herself polite, as the figure that's standing infront of her are the one of the powerful person in the Norse Mythology.

Her eyes open, revealing her right eye to be a bright crimson while her left eye glows amber for a second before turning crimson as well, leaving her with blood red eyes. She blinks a couple moments before she looks down at herself and hums. "Curious.....and yet strange. Quite a interesting Vessel I find myself in" Her voice is calm, but her tone is curious as she inspects her body for a couple seconds before finally noticing Klara. She takes a couple steps forward, the sound of her staff hitting the steel floor with each step as she taps it.

The Crow on her shoulder releases a caw before it spreads its wings and begins flying in circles around the room.

"Greetings, my summoner. You may indeed call me Odin Alföðr, the All-Father. Or you may call me by this Vessel's name: Megumin"

(@NoLongerdEd )

She watches as the girl inspect her own vessel for a moment, staying silent as she don't wish to distrub the Allfather. As the crow flies into the ceiling and circling around the room, the dhampire let out a small gulp before looking back at the servant introducing herself, confirming Klara that she had indeed summoned the Allfather himself. "Megu.....min?" Yet, the name of his vessel are weird. Megumin? It sounded so random coming from someone like Odin himself. But she didn't question it, afterall even if she's a girl, it still doesn't change the fact that he's the Allfather, the wielder of the powerful Primeval Rune. "Very well then Caster, I shall refer to your name if needed. As for myself, my name is Klara Silverbane, a Master of Chaldea. You might feel a small connection to me. It's thanks for me having Sigurd also under my contract." She explained. (edited)

Hearing her answer, she lets out an amused chuckle. * "Very well, although I should correct you. I'm not in the Caster class, curiously enough I appear to have been summoned under the Rider Class instead" *She corrects her before the rest of her answers reaches her ears and she hums, closing her eyes and tilting her head. "Hm...Indeed, I can feel my descendant, the Gram's wielder, some of my Valkyries....hmph, even the Flames of Ragnarok is here? and....oh?" She raises an eyebrow before her eyes open and she gives a fond smile. "Interesting, I can feel my dear Freya around here as well" (edited)

"Rider?" Her eyes glows as she opens up the servant tab through Magecraft. Checking her stats, it's true that she's summoned as a Rider instead of a Caster, which honestly suprises her. Then again, Odin is also known for his steed "Sleipnir", so it's understandable why she had been summoned into such class.

Though....why does her get up look like a Caster then? Now I wonder exactly how a divine spirit and a vessel exactly matches...

Klara thought to herself, wondering for a moment as Odin begin sensing Chaldea for the servants related to her. "Ah, we indeed have quite some people coming from Norse itself. So you might meet some of your acquaintance here."

"You've got more than us nords, through it seems" She answers with sly smile, feeling the other powerful areas from the other pantheons. "I can feel the greeks, the egyptians and even sumerians around" She shakes her head before looking at Klara. "Well, that's that for now, I suppose. Well, then my summoner, what shall we do next now that you have summoned me?"

"Indeed, Chaldea have housed plenty of heroic spirit from different pantheons afterall." Nodding Klara would move over to the door leading to the hallway as she opens it up. She should give her s tour around, but part of her think Odin could've done it herself by sending her crows around. "Hmm, I would've given you a tour, but a wise god such as the Allfather surely would know the facility without me needing to explain so. So I'll lead to my room, perhaps you could meet one of your grandson."

"Hm...quite so. I shall send Huginn to explore the facility for me, I should have the place mapped out by the end of the day" She nods at her, following her. "Let us go then, I would be quite interested in meeting Gram's Wielder"

With a caw, the crow flies towards the open door and then down the hallways.

( @NoLongerdEd )

"Alright, follow me. My room shouldn't be that far." Nodding, she watches the crow going away as she walks into the opposite direction toward her room.

She nods and follows her Summoner.

This is the second time the errant master once again wanders into the magical circle fit for bringing an entity beyond this Earth. Materializing a hero from ages old, to assist in the reparation of Humanity. "Ha...Should I really...?" Sal hesitated for a moment, but he shook his head. No, another Singularity has been presented, and he must assist as best as he can. Even with Astraea at his side, another ally would be invaluable for the sake of solving the singularity. "...No. I can't hesitate. I need to remember. I have to survive. Let's go." With a desire of survival, the Master calls forth the Keeper of the Balance, the warrior of madness. Come forth... Berserker!

1:12 PM

@Ma|Resur|Anastasia|King| C

As he unleased his summoning and his calling, a massive fiery explosion of magical energy burst out of the summoning circle as if forcing itself into the room. The heat could be felt by Salomon, although not enough to burn him, just enough to make him feel the pain of the flame. It's like being too close to fire, but not actually touching it. Almost as quickly the fire appeared, it also dissipated revealing a small girl with light yellow hair. She had two curled bangs on the side of her head, and while the rest cuts straight after reaching her legs. One could thing she was only a normal girl, but her class container and magical energy begged to differ. Additionally, and more importantly, this girl has fierce golden eyes which stared straight through the master along with horns that comes out from her forehead, going from black to red. She flipped her light yellow yukata and crossed her arms and looked at the master, before scoffing at him. She smiled, a smile filled with cruelty and chuckled. "I am Ibaraki Douji, the ringleader of Mt Ooe's Oni's. Human, are you my Master? Answer quickly or I'll eat you." She says commandingly.

@Sky_ | [NPC] | Sal [9] Walp [14]

The embers of the demon scorch his skin as if it were the burning sun he once traveled under. An uncomfortable feeling rises, neurons fire and his body begins to burn. Not only as his circuits begin to rotate and process the strain, but as he also feels an instinctual need of awareness against an inhuman being. But he stands his ground. Staring back at her with a more decisive face, he begins. "Yes, I am. Salomón Acervoa, master candidate." His response is concise, however something nags at him. A particular word. What's an 'oni'? "...Sorry for being rude, but I have question for you, Ibaraki." (edited)

7:13 PM

@Ma|Resur|Anastasia|King| C

The embers of the demon scorch his skin as if it were the burning sun he once traveled under. An uncomfortable feeling rises, neurons fire and his body begins to burn. Not only as his circuits begin to rotate and process the strain, but as he also feels an instinctual need of awareness against an inhuman being. But he stands his ground. Staring back at her with a more decisive face, he begins. "Yes, I am. Salomón Acervoa, master candidate." His response is concise, however something nags at him. A particular word. What's an 'oni'? "...Sorry for being rude, but I have question for you, Ibaraki."

@Salomón Acervoa (@Sky_ | [NPC] | Sal [9] Walp [14]) - jump "Hmph! Insolense, asking a question immediately just right after summoning me, but as my summoner, I'll ignore it." She says this with arrogance and stubborness of a spoiled brat. She crosses her arms and looked at him. "What is your question, human?"

"It's a question so we may have... understanding with you and me." "I have no memory." Sal begins with some context. "Amnesia. Many things are lost to me. So I want to ask..." "....Basically, I don't know about oni. Could you please tell teach me, Ibaraki?" His tone is less decisive and more passive. He doesn't have the people skills to properly deal with a demon like her, but with the act of haughtiness he at least tries to be respectful. He's been practicing his tact ever since Astraea arrived.

11:20 PM

@Ma|Resur|Anastasia|King| C

"It's a question so we may have... understanding with you and me." "I have no memory." Sal begins with some context. "Amnesia. Many things are lost to me. So I want to ask..." "....Basically, I don't know about oni. Could you please tell teach me, Ibaraki?" His tone is less decisive and more passive. He doesn't have the people skills to properly deal with a demon like her, but with the act of haughtiness he at least tries to be respectful. He's been practicing his tact ever since Astraea arrived.

@Salomón Acervoa (@Sky_ | [NPC] | Sal [9] Walp [14]) - jump She raised her eyebrows, the side of her lips twitched, almost as if she was gonna burst with anger. But instead of doing so, the young girl sighed and placed one of her hands to her hips, while the other proceeded to point at her Master. "Tsk! How stupid and unexcusable! Such nonesense about memory loss, when no matter the fact, we Oni's shouod be known to the world! Not even bothering relearning about us is insulting!" She scolded Salomón, specifically for his laziness and lack of initiative as well as lack of knowledge, completely trashing his excuses aside. "We Oni's raided the entire Japan and are feared amongst men and monsters alike! And you, humans took everything from us! From me, and from 'her'. Especially those 4 Heavenly Kings and the Miyamoto. I will never forgive them. So, Master. If you find one that goes by that name here, inform me at once. I can feel the power flowing through me, I bet I can kill them all, once, no twice! "

The master quietly shoves down the urge to ask 'what's a Japan' after seeing her reaction.

11:44 PM

She likely has a point, though. He's been obsessed with recovering himself, that he's ignored anything from the outside world. "I see..." Salomón listened to her anecdote. "Okay, if I find them, you can kill them." He scratches his nape after he tells her he completely agrees with her search of revenge. "Well... If you hate them as much as I hate magi, then... it'd be wrong to stop you." Wait, he hates magi? A slight frown comes to him... Why does he...? All of these small eureka moments just look plain weird for Ibaraki from the outside.

11:44 PM

@Ma|Resur|Anastasia|King| C

She likely has a point, though. He's been obsessed with recovering himself, that he's ignored anything from the outside world. "I see..." Salomón listened to her anecdote. "Okay, if I find them, you can kill them." He scratches his nape after he tells her he completely agrees with her search of revenge. "Well... If you hate them as much as I hate magi, then... it'd be wrong to stop you." Wait, he hates magi? A slight frown comes to him... Why does he...? All of these small eureka moments just look plain weird for Ibaraki from the outside.

@Salomón Acervoa (@Sky_ | [NPC] | Sal [9] Walp [14]) - jump "Hmph. Now, let's get to raid! Where are we attacking?" Easily changing the subject, not because she wanted to, but she realized there was a lot more important thing to do. The only thing she can. Raiding. "We must move quickly, Ibhate being bored!"

"Hm?" Sal is brought back to reality by the topic change. "Oh, well—! We will go soon to another singularity. This is why I wanted to call you. An entire country to explore and help." He offers the Germanic landscape as the new pillaging grounds for this devil. He figures it's a bad idea if Ibaraki decides to raid the kitchen at Chaldea. "We can prepare for the trip, and introduce you to my other Servant. Let us work together as a team." Sal steps down from the circle. "And about that. What do you do when bored? Beside from raiding."

12:02 AM

@Ma|Resur|Anastasia|King| C

"Hm? I eat and drink. Preferably with Shuten, but I don't think she's here." She answers naturally, as she listened to his information. "Hmph. I don't need to meet your servant if she's weak! Working together with weaklings only makes it inefficient."

@Sky_ | [NPC] | Sal [9] Walp [14]

"We could pass by cafeteria to eat first, then." He replies, nodding. "Ah, do not worry. Astraea is really strong—" He assumes, he hasn't seen her fight just yet. But from her force of personality... "—I don't think it can get any stronger with a goddess by your side."

12:07 AM

@Ma|Resur|Anastasia|King| C

"Ugh. Divine Beings. Never liked them. All they do is look pretty and do nothing and thrn they get people to respect them. We Oni's have to raid and raid and raid to get a reputation. Bucnh of upstruck monsters." She replies. "Oh, good. Do they offer some human flesh?"

12:10 AM

"Preferably females, they'e softer and juicier. Men are just rough. Though Shuten enjoys them, albiet... differently."

"Hm... Why don't you spar, then? That way you can both understand your strengths." And he can analyze them in a safe environment. "Then I think you can judge whether she is upstruck or the real thing." "Human flesh?" Sal puts a hand under his chin, with a frown. Mostly because he doesn't remember that in Chaldea's reserves. "Uh...I think today's menu is pancakes."

12:16 AM

@Ma|Resur|Anastasia|King| C

Ibaraki lools at her Master, then slowly her eyes moved towards her right hand. She opened it, and then closed it. "Hmph. I don't need to. I don't care about a stupid Divines strength. But my vessel is unusually strong. I have yet to test it." She says with almost an evil grin. " Hm? Pancakes? What are those?" She says with a chuckle. " Hmn. If there are no humans, then I might just eat you."

That's good enough for him. He offers a smile at her way to accept the duel. He has to tell Astraea... "Oh, they're flat cakes that you can make really sweet! Also, I taste really bad." He says this last thing as if it were a negative. "So, we go?"

12:26 AM

@Ma|Resur|Anastasia|King| C

"Hmph. You talk to me so casually, even if you are a human. If you aren't so careful, I'll gouge out your throat." She says threatening with a small evil grin towards the Master. "Interesting. Fine, bring me there."

Ibaraki Douji makes an Intimidation check!

1d20 (15) + 8 = 23

@Sky_ | [NPC] | Sal [9] Walp [14]

Gulp. That wouldn't be very nice. Perhaps losing his memories has made him more of a wimp, as the threat actually shakes him up a little. "R-right. I will try being careful." Sal slightly cracks a smile, but it's more anxiety than an actual show of goodwill. With that out of the way, Sal and Ibaraki leave the summoning room, its arcane lights losing their luster until another Master comes along.

After the less than ideal meeting with the oni, Salomón sighs. He's not annoyed with her— Actually, he kind of is. She's hard to deal with. If only he were more like himself... Still, he hopes to have a Servant he can work more effectively with. His Magic Circuits can keep up. Hopefully. With a shaky desire and a wavering hope, he prays for 'not a Berserker', as the inexperienced master chants into the circle one last time.

8:23 PM

@[unintelligible sub noises]

the man would have found a rather string partner, even if he wouldn’t be able to get along with very well. But a powerful rumbustious ally is better then an obedient weak ally. Right? Although, nevertheless, he will soon start to see a pattern emerge in his recent summons as he is doing his chant he if course wouldn’t be able to land 2 Berserkers in a row, that would be insanity and he should ask for his money back! Although instead he gets, … nothing?, … where are the sparkles, where is the spectacle and the show? He might question himself, he couldn’t have done something wrong could he? Something must have been went terrible amiss. This has never happened before Insert his reaction although as he (blinks/looks up/ takes away his eyes off of the circle, etc.), suddenly out of thin air as if they materialised from the void, a woman dressed in a kimono with a parasol would sit there, … that’s rather, … underwhelming? Especially as he will also know the identity of the servant who he had called upon raising to look from under the rim of the umbrella would be the almost vividly familiar face of a pale smirking demon, laughing upon sight as she covers her mouth. Those red horns and small stature, wildly similar to Ibaraki as she presents herself “Shuten Douji, at your disposal. So say new master, what makes one call upon ty name of the demon of mountain Ōe. You sure must be desperate for asking help from one of us.” the demon of pleasure and indulgence speaks when appearing. For someone who’s suppose to be the representation and incarnation of need and want, it’s oddly how she was one of the few if not the only to give an enjoyable spectacle upon arrival unexpected if anything

10:17 PM

@Sky_ | [NPC] | Sal [9] Walp [14]

When the servant seemed to not appear, Sal turned to blame his lack of preparation than any problems with the system. Though, perhaps... Not a second after he averts his gaze before a woman, with a confident smile and delicate posture, manifests in the circle. "Ah, I'm Salomón. Nice to meet..." ...hold on. Hold on. A conversation just some time ago resurfaces. That name is far too similar. No, it's the same. Even as the oni's intoxicating aroma fills the chamber, a slight tinge of shock or frustration surfaces. Salomón silently places his fingers on his nose's bridge, as he resumes talking. "Sorry, Shuten, was it? I am glad you took my call."

10:38 PM

@[unintelligible sub noises]

the lady blinks, the aroma? Might not be really anything that people might be worried about if anything closer to perfume, she wasn’t gonna do anything rash as soon as summoned of course. But the way this man speaks, would make her blinking stop as she puffs out a chuckle, bursting slowly as it cracks into a laugh her sleeve of the kimono would be brought to her mouth covering it in a womanly fashion. Her eyes closed in her amusement at the situation before she remarks “Pf- pft- pfahah~ boy, … yes indeed. Shuten is the name. Don’t be afraid for being in the presence of an oni, I don’t bite, …… unless provoked~. So say you, you still did not answer my inquiry. What’s a humble’s master wish to call my name” (edited)

10:48 PM

@Sky_ | [NPC] | Sal [9] Walp [14]

simple fragrance delivered in the most delicate way can make someone drunk, intoxicated, if they're not careful. But I digress. Salomón offers a slightly shaky smile, as he recomposes himself. "Ah, no. I just met an oni, recently. I'm getting accustomed to the presence." Sal admits. "Ah, I have summoned you to assist restoring the human order. With my memories missing, that goal is the only one I have left."

<*A simple fragrance [...]>

“I see. One’s hears your call and I do understand you must be going through quite a predicament” Shuten says as she would step closer closing the distance, the difference in hight now visible when she comes closer. The floral fruity smell like the hanging gardens of Babylon itself must have smelled gets ever so more strong although not something that would avert one’s nose away, if not on the contrary “I see, although for a human to get accustomed with the likes of an Oni takes time. Long days washed over the two of you allowing such a bond to connect?” as she ask that suddenly changing the subject “I find this room quite boring and unfit for prolonged lengths of times ti be allocated. Say boy would a good drink help shake your this awkwardness you feel?”

11:05 PM

@Sky_ | [NPC] | Sal [9] Walp [14]

Though the oni is now his Servant, Sal does his best to remain wary. Even as the fragance (poison) floats in the air, he remembers Ibaraki's throwaway mention and keeps it running and conscious in a memory partition. "Not really. More like a day of her tyrant attitude, really." He replies in a deadpan. "Drink? Ah, no. Not right now. I'm on the job." —and his circuits are somewhat muddled, so he can't just force the alcohol out.

11:40 PM

@[unintelligible sub noises] sorry my signal's awful atm

Shuten’s miasma truly is something if one describes it as poison - but, … I digress, … either way as she makes her way out the oni would pinch their clothes dragging them out of the room with such a light grip still. Ushering them to vice “It barely reminds me of someone I used to know. Lovely girl indeed~ her reactions were just the best course of the day.” one hand on the umbrella slinked over their shoulder, the other in the man’s clothes she’s guide outside. Seems oni come in, … very different packagings, … “What’s a little alcohol going to do to you?~ it’s but a glass which I want to share aponst thi fine occasion of my return to Chaldean. After all, isn’t it cause for celebration of your aptitudes for summoning yet another servant? Probably one’s worried about it and doesn’t wanna drink die to the possibility, but I assure that I am an Assassin class. There’s nothing to fear, besides I want to hear more about that memory deficit of your’s~. I seem to request a lit, do you have any to ask me? Masteeeer-, …” saying that awaiting for a name to be handed to her

8:43 AM

@Sky_ | [NPC] | Sal [9] Walp [14]

"Salomón, it's Salomón." The wanderer quietly reminded the devil, as she slowly dragged him out, still keeping that partition running. "A girl, huh... Is it Ibaraki?" Sal just asks, taking little steps as she continues to invite him outside. "She said a few things about you..." None of them good in his perspective. He has a small gut feeling the other oni loves Assassin.

10:46 AM

@[unintelligible sub noises]

“Hmm, yes indeed, that’s the name. A rather proudful one indeed, sometimes to the point the only way she can relax her attitude is through my insistence.” sighing, in a way in which you can read a bit of hopelessness like a friend to another, or maybe closer as a bigger sister to her smaller “You can not blame her though, though ever so ever due to one’s noble lineage? It tends to imbed into your personality to keep up a stature when told ever since an infant. I didn’t grow up in the manner she did, nor am I fully knowledgeable of everything, I merel’ do as I plee’ for better?, … or for worse. Don’t mind the wall of fire she raises with her words, she truly is a caring one if you manage to look pass the facade, … and that’s one of the things I like about her to many’s amusement even if that sounds absurd”

11:12 AM

@Sky_ | [NPC] | Sal [9] Walp [14]

Salomón quietly listened to Shuten's description. Deep inside, he can relate to that feeling. Perhaps most magus can, as they adscribe a responsibility to carrying a rotting lineage. Still, doesn't really give her an excuse for being rude. "Huh... so that's the history you two have, hm? I think she'll be happy to see you, then."

11:31 AM

@[unintelligible sub noises]

“Heh, you can say that yes~ like any other story there’s more to the details then the narrator gives. Bits of story not told fully, … or accurately. And that’s the dark design of a servant. One’s part with miss Ibaraki can’t be described as anything short of pleasant. Always caring and attentive towards me. I can tell she really does have a great like into te one named Shuten Douji. Her sworn sister” nodding as she lets go of the man’s clothing, now the quick pace slowly calming to a pleasant walk as she speaks out “Let’s make a common agreement that as long as we are to be master and servant I will be doing as how I see fir and please. Yet, you will still be mostly in charge and I will try to fall in line to your request as needed” Douji having walked backwards for a bit as she makes this description of her ideal contract with the master, stopping in her tracks when she would wait for his verdict

6:03 PM

@Sky_ | [NPC] | Sal [9] Walp [14] ending it with your response aight?

Sal's nervousness slowly dissipates, having a feeling —an assumption— of mutual understanding. "Sworn family..." As Assassin puts her terms, Sal immediately nods. "I'd rather it's that way, as long as we listen to each other." Opening the door outside, Salomón offers a smile as the contract is fully established. "Let us... strive forward together, Shuten-Douji."

Asteria remained in Chaldea before the operation to push to Thrym’s halls. She was merely making some final preparations before the mission and all. Seeing as Bedivere had been killed during the fight with Vio and Yang had left her. She needed a servant… So she went over to the summoning room and boot up the system, singing out her chant like a gentle melody to the world. Afterwards taking a step back in order to wait and see what kind of servant would appear before her this time. ( @RJ|Sir L/Lytus/Dude/Wolf/-/- )

In the middle of her chant, however... "No need for all that fancy schmancy nonsense, miss." A youthful voice came from behind her, as a young man, certainly no older than 20, removed a hat from his head that seemed to reveal him to her, placing it in a golden glowing gate as he took a few steps forward. Had he been waiting? The answer is yes, he's a sucker for dramatic entrances. "Though your song's quite beautiful... Yes, you'll do quite nicely indeed." He spoke softly, though his voice may have perhaps been familiar to Asteria, his dialect and inflections were entirely different. "You're looking for a new servant, I take it?"

6:28 PM

( @MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal )

Asteria of course had paused her chant, standing up and spinning around quite cheerfully to face the young man. A bubbly look spread across her face as she spoke in a musically joyful tone~! "Alright then, and thank you for the compliment~ I am looking for a new servant, I'm going on quite the mission later and having their assistance would be a massive help~"

( @RJ|Sir L/Lytus/Dude/Wolf/-/- Also would you care to go on the finale ooc~?) (edited)

(Sure I'll do it!)

"Then show me your seals, and we'll make a contract. Archer, at your service... But you can just call me Gil. I don't really want any fancy titles, you know?" He rubbed the back of his neck and chuckled, rolling his head around to stretch it a little bit, a playful smile upon his lips. "I've been waiting for a Master, and you seem pretty accomplished."

(Neato!)

"A pleasure to meet you GIl~! Hehe, my name is Asteria the local idol around here! I don't particularly do titles either its a bit of a drag am I right? Also also, yeah I am pretty accomplished, I'm one of the most experienced in all of Chaldea you know~!" She puts her hands on her hips and put it off to the side a bit, giving the servant a smug smirk~! Straightening up moments later and showing him her seals~! "It'll be lovely to have you abord Gil~ eresheart

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"Good, with that out of the way... The final push is about to begin, I think, is it not? Let's not keep them waiting too long, Asteria!" He clapped his hands together with a grin, as Asteria felt the contract being established. He then turned to hurry out the door, opening up and gesturing through it. "Ladies first, of course!"

Asteria let out a small chuckle before humming a tune as she jogged out the door. "Lets hurry up then, can't be missing the mass deployment now can we~!" As she jogged she checked through everything she had on her, making sure it was all in order for the mission.

(Spin go sign up~!)

((oh to the actual- well ill see how long i can stay up for, aint got work tomorrow-))

(If ya wanna~ eresheart

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"I think just one more servant couldn't hurt..." Phem said as she entered into the summoning room for the third time and setting up the ritual "Okay, here goes nothing; Phem took a deep breath as she stepped back and raised her right hand with her two commands seals beginning to glow as she began her chant

"I call forth into time

To heroes of legend

Through wishes crystallized

One of the individual

One of the collective

And one of civilization

These are the final wishes of humanity.

As I stand upon the infallible boundary, before the brink of its destruction,

Take form from legend, armed to fight once more.

From the collapse, we will forge a path.

And from that path, we will carve a future.

Thou art I

And I am thou

And through me, you embody will.

To those written into legend, of Heroes and Villains,

from Men, from Kings, from Gods.

To those who hail to heed the call

Come forth in duty, from desire, under will.

Phem closed her eyes as the room filled with bright light from the ritual as it began the summoning process @sumanai ~~Insert persona joke here~~

The pale colored light expanded, soon engulfing the entirety of the summoning room in its luminescent mystery. In its wake, the faint sound of a choir could be heard reverberating within the confines of the walls. Within seconds, the light grew in radiance, before dissipating entirely, leaving only mere fragments of its transient splendor. And as she opened her eyes, the young Master would have been transported to a place entirely different from where she previously was. The quaint Chaldean summoning room was no more; in its place was a vast structure, much like a colosseum. Its walls were engraved with intricate patterns. Its details were evidently meticulously hand carved, despite the many cracks and erosions that such a worn structure had accumulated over time. The sky was pitch black, save for the twinkling stars that dotted the landscape and the full moon, which provided the scenery an almost ethereal glow. And in the midst of it all, stood a man. He looked quite young, untouched by the throes of time, much unlike the ancient walls which surrounded him. A deep carmine robe rested upon his right shoulder as it billowed in the wind, matching the blood red tint of his irises. Its bold color contrasted with his light ivory armor which reflected the ashen sheen of the moonlight. A crown of golden locks framed the sides of his face and extended into a short braid. He held a solemn expression— his brows were furrowed, eyes narrowed, and lips pressed tightly into a straight line. From one look alone, it would be known that this man is undoubtedly a king. He turned his gaze downwards, meeting the eyes of the shorter girl before him. “I ask of you, are you my Master?”

Phem looked around at awe of the sight before her before answering him “Yes, I am Phem Charlette Osmeone-Djhuet. It’s a pleasure to meet you Sir.”

1:27 PM

Phem looked surprised by the grandiose change to the summoning room with it reminding her of when she summoned her first Servant.

The man’s face softened at her words, and his lips curved upwards into a regal smile. “The same to you, young miss! I suppose I should introduce myself as well,” he declared. “My True Name is Richard I of England, and I have been summoned in the class container of Saber. Please refer to me however way you wish. I shall serve you dutifully as your Servant.” With a flick of his hand, a sword was summoned in his hand— a blade that held the radiance of pure silver, decorated with aureate accents and a hilt of royal blue. He raised his sword, before lowering it to tap on the shoulder of his Master. “By this accolade, I grant you the title of mèstra. You shall be my right hand, my trusted equerry— one of whom I shall give my wholehearted trust. Shall a command be given, I will obey.” Once the last word was spoken, the room returned to its previous state. The magnificent walls of the structure were nowhere to be found, and with that, Richard lowered his sword. “Our contract is complete. Tell me, Mèstra, what is your first order for me?”

"I guess my first Order for you is to familiarise yourself with Chaldea and meet with my other servants since we'll all be working together hopefully, is there anything you'd like to do personally?"

”Other Servants, you say? Excellent, having many allies to rely on is preferable. I shall be sure to work with them well,” he said. “Let us make haste! Introduce me to my fellow Servants!”

"Understood Saber, who would you like to meet with first? Lancer or Archer?"

”Let us meet with Archer. I have a premonition that they would be an excitable choice.”

"Okay but just a warning, I think she has a thing for betting up the newest Servant after what she did to Lancer a few days ago." After saying that Phem walked out the summoning room toward the last known location of Archer,

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"My, that is quite a preficament. I believe some light training would be beneficial for me, though, so that will not be a problem." Richard merely follows behind his Master.

Ciel would now make her way to the summoning room. Her body was still healing from the recent injuries she had taken. It wasn't everyday that someone lived through impalement. But Ciel wasn't an average person, she had endure worst and would endure this. She would take a second to inhale and make sure her magic circuits were working correctly. After doing so, she would then start the chant. It was something she had done many times here. She would feel part of her magical energy go into the ritual as lights started to appear and a gust of wind could be felt despite it being a closed room. The Burial Agent wouldn't let any of this distract her. She would continue with the chant until a bright light appeared and then a figure stood before her. @Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

That feelings... Was somewhat familiar. From within the bright light emerged a figure. Her eyes were closed after the summoning, opening only to look down at the floor. ". . . I am Altera the Hun. Allow me to be your weapon." That was all she had said as the warmth of the world around her had once again come to brush up against her skin. She rose a hand to brush aside her locks for just a moment before catching a glimpse of Ciel. ". . . I see." That... Was the extent of the acknowledgement given to the woman by the Hun. A mixture of mild shock as well as perhaps the slightest shadow of a smile appeared on her expression for just a moment. "This does seem to be a far less strange place to be summoned in." @[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

"Altera, it is good to see you again. After what happened, I wasn't sure if we would ever see you. As for this place, its is our headquarters. You will find things more calm and relaxing here. Though if you wish to enter the field of battle you may do so. But I will be refraining from doing such for a while, I was recently mortally wounded and require some time to heal." said Ciel as she gave a smile to Altera while explaining the situation to her. Ciel would then take a second to look at her. Last time she hadn't gotten a chance to learn about her servant as she was summoned during a mission.

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

". . . I see. I can tell you've sustained a great deal of damage." Altera noted, her red eyes gazing into these of Ciel for a few long moments before speaking up. "I will do as you suggest. If you deem my talents necessary for Chaldea, I shall do my best in order to assist them. Otherwise I'll remain by your side. As for what had occurred..." The woman seemed to pause for just a moment. "I wouldn't suggest you to worry yourself, as powerful as Mars may be. My spirit origin remains undamaged."

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

"That is good to hear. I cannot say the same about our foe, even her idea blood and her very concept were destroyed. As for myself, I will return to the field of battle, I do need to retrieve my gear. I would like your assistance for when I do go back. But first I must locate it. Until then, how about I show you around Chaldea?" said Ciel as she would then nudge her own head a bit towards the door. Though Ciel was clearly wounded, one could already see her body starting to repair itself.

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

"I see..." With that the woman wordlessly stepped out of the circle and headed towards Ciel. Following closely by her. "Getting acquainted with our headquarters is a good tactical choice." Altera noted, perhaps missing the point of this entire tour yet regardless-- She seemed keen on being shown around now. @[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

Ciel would then begin to show her around the place. Telling her about all the facilities and how Chaldea functioned. This would go on for a bit before they got near the Cafeteria. "Altera, are you hungry by the way?" @Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

"I do not need to eat in order to maintain my form." The woman answered in a monotone, tilting her head. "If you wish to have a meal however, I do not mind accompanying you." @[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

"Come on, I shall show you how dealicous Curry is. It can be a bit spicy but I am sure you can handle it." said Ciel as she would then make her way into the kitchen and getting ready to cook.

@Ciel (@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu) - jump With a simple nod, Altera would join Ciel in #〚🏡｜cafeteria-2

It was once again time for Ciel to summon another servant. She intended now to summon as many servants as possible. With enough numbers they should be able to accomplish their goals. She would inhale and take a moment to look at the room. She had been here several times before, so this was nothing new. The Burial Agent would start the chant and begin to pour her magical energy into the ritual. She could see the lights now starting to appear and the wind blowing. This meant the ritual was working. Just like the many times before, she wouldn't let herself get distracted and focus on the summoning ritual. The Burial Agent would quickly finish chanting the ritual and the room would fill with light before a figure then stood before her. @[unintelligible sub noises]

the room got illuminated by the ritual casted, hexes blesses? Whichever this chant be it sure won’t bring anything good, as the agent’s command seals light up, the chittering would begin. Be it one, it chirps through the air as it comes from apparently no where, then another, then another, cumulating more and more around and everywhere. An stream of small creatures would start flooding the room as they would cover the sight like a cloud noir, disabling line of sight from both the summoned and the summoner. The flap of their wings making unpleasant and rather strong air currents through sheer numbers. Yet, somehow, not colliding with one another curiously the perturbation they cause would of course not be pleasant, the screeching they emit would polluted the room on a phonic level. Soon there after the deep voice of a man would be heard, the now dark room due to the swarm would be a rather appropriate indicator for this to be a curse “So to say, who is the one daring enough to summon such a servant. The dark of night and the terrifier of countries?” the person asks as suddenly in a blast all bats are push from the origin of the sound, as the creatures would suddenly disappear with this outburst “Ho, …. So it is~” she white haired figure would bow as it’s silhouette is a familiar one “Pleasure to make your acquaintance miss. I think introductions are- redundant” the image of Vlad clear ahead of her, … yep, definitely a curse, straightening his back and preparing to raise his hands up if revenge is unavoidable he’d wait for their reaction to this encounter

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

"So it seems you are caught up with the situation then, that will save me a lot of time explaining things. Now then, do you have any questions about the situation? Otherwise you should get to the field." said Ciel in response to Vlad comment. Her body still wasn't fully healed from her last encounter. It would take her a bit longer to heal but the marks were disappearing.

“Quick to give orders. In all honesty I was expecting you to try and take revenge on my still dazzed state. Didn’t know you wish to put me to work so quick” as he spoke well mannered, walking closer to the woman “You know? We shouldn’t keep bad blood between us. It sours the contract. Maybe I have no right to say this, but lets turn a new leaf and keep no hard feelings. After all- my view is quite the same. We are servants, be it manifested or summoned, we are bound to go against someone else, you were the enemy just as much as I was. A matter of perspective” walking pass Ciel, Vlad would keep his Count like demeanour. Not that he has to fake it, he was after all a ruler

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

"If I just killed you, that wouldn't be much of a revenge. Oh no, I am going to work you to the bone, that is a far better way to get revenge." said Ciel as she then gave an innocent smile with a dark intent hidden behind. Ciel wouldn't move as Vlad made his way closer to her. "If you wish for us to turn a new leaf, prove yourself worthy. Talk is cheap as they say. I have proven my value to Chaldea time and time again, it is now your time to do so."

“I feel my words haven’t fully reached you, I wish not be dysfunctional with you. Keep in mind having a bad synergy with your familiars can lead to bad outcomes. I already turned my page. You should too. Yes I was summoned to help Chaldean, and so I will, but just so you know, just because I know what the other one did doesn’t mean I am them” he’d speak waiting by the door at this point “Think you can leave this attitude in this room and join me for a walk? I think not it’s thy hard, or much to ask. And I won’t be able to go on any missions for a bit, bout there’s anything that even needs me and can’t be dealt by the weaker masses, I don’t wish to go look for missing people or capture a tree, as for training I don’t plan to sit around all day. That I shall by my pwn volition. So again, shall we?” the prince impaler asks the seventh

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu

"Chaldea isn't in the best situation, perhaps when times are better I will be more agreeable. This is why we must both work hard. Don't go around thinking I will just be staying around here doing nothing. I plan on entering the field of battle again, I just need to recover my equipment first and heal up." She would then see him making his way to the door. "Fine, I will indulge you. Let us go for a walk." said Ciel as she would make her exit.

nodding as he gives a resolute “Thank you” as with that they would both walk side by side? “You know, I assumed you will sit around. Thing is if we both work together I guess the only logical progression is to stay together. I might have to accompany you on a few mission, god no that you are weak. More that, I suppose you are still reluctant to trust me. What happened to your servants? I heard as such Ruler Jeanne D’Arc was under your command spell. Hard to keep them around?” he asks in an attempt to strike conversation #〚🏡｜hallway-1

the girl would have had a long day after her, hearing the news she woken up just as another singularity ended, she leans in her chair looking at the mound of paper she was using to mess around with and- make airplains “Geez- can’t have this stuff ready as soon as I un ice cube myself. It’s just so boring, …” lingering for a few more minutes her mind crosses along some thoughts, knowing the fight with Goetia is soon to start and she’s well over underprepared, hoping she will be able to let the others deal with it- hopefully. Keh- the annoyance although she’s a master, is she truly one as long as she doesn’t have a servant? All of this masters have cool heroes, ‘I want one too!’ Sayato though to herself as she threw another paper airplane in the middle of the room, swirling in the air at unpredictable patterns before gently and softly landing down next to the others. A small circle is viewed to have been made by the paper constructs wish a sigh she looks at the small circle she made with uniform patterns inside and outside of it, tapping a finger twice on the table in her room she pushes herself away from it before raising up and walking to the formation. The alchemist extending her hand forward as she’d get ready to start this incantation. Although having never done so she’s rather well much considered a rookie. Her other hand would hold a small knife which she uses to cut her palm, the girl wincing a bit at it as she hurts herself by doing so, duuh. Dripping blood over the plans right before they open up in a split second of the blood touching the ground, revealing the interior of the pages to have scribbled a rather high quality chant ritual

“Let blood drip and be the offer I make, Let the red fill the circle as I make this yell to the throne, Heed my call and with it your answer let it be clear, Dust to dust, flesh to flesh, Rise from my sacrifice that I’ve made hero of history, Vengeance or wish enact it true to protect humanity, So answer with a roar into creation, Tie your name to mine and accept this contract I extend” the girl would mutter out confidently, unlike what’s expected of a novice like her to do ready to see who she was able to convince to even spare time to her, not wishing for a string servant, for one who can help her in this journey with Chaldea. A smile ready to greet anyone who decides to answer of course already envisioning how they are being welcomed by her

As the servant-summoning process began, the girl could see the magical circle glow a red color, matching that of her blood. One of the catalysts for this ritual. And as it does such, the air in the room grows strong and wild. Like a wind storm had suddenly appeared. But despite its intensity, the girl holds her ground. Midway to the ritual, the red glow turns to this flash of light. Blinding the summoner for a moment. It is then followed by the crack of thunder and flames. She can tell that whoever is about to enter the world of the living is powerful. It seemed like her wishes were fulfilled. When the light dies down, mist filled the summoning room. The girl could no longer see what was by the small circle she had created. But there was this sudden pressure in the room. One mixed with fear and authority. It was powerful to say the least. Through the mist, fire and flames erupt. Almost like a show. The element dispersing the mist and kneeling right on the spot where the circle once was is this tall figure in armor. Armor mixed with scales and steel. A Draconic Knight perfectly fits his description. His head was down and the eye sockets from his helmet remained dark and colorless, making it look like this servant is asleep. But before a word can be said or a single breath can be made, the servant's eyes burn open. It was fiery red, filled with a burning passion of hate. Had she really summoned a 'Hero?' His appearance and presence say he's far from it. Slowly rising like the morning sun, this Draconic Knight speaks to the girl. His voice alone sheds knowledge, experience, and unfathomable mystery to his character.

11:27 PM

"Birthed from darkness, I stand. Forged by flames, I burn with purpose. Blessed by mystery, I live and breath." "I am Saber. My name, Vortigern. The Vile King, the Avatar of Avalon. I stand before thee, my summoner." The servant had this giant blade which he strikes the ground gently with. A light 'ping' heard as the tip of his weapon rests on the floor as soon as he had finished his introduction.

11:27 PM

@[unintelligible sub noises]

“, …” thump, thump, gulp. Her heart would be felt in her neck by now, feeling like she can swallow it. The pressure is tiring but how can she be a master if she backed out now. Pushing throw it the blinding flash of light causes her to cover her eyes with her forearms. Trying to peek throw to gaze upon the scene the fire storm has an odd pleasant warmth to it, not that the flame is not powerful, lets simply leave it at the fact she’s a curious character herself the flames would be penetrated by a hand which swipes aside the flames like nothing, causing her pupils to shrink like needles out of fear when she saw the dark armour, this feels wrong, this weight on her almost making her kneel down in exhaustion simply for being there, her knees shake and she feels like they are about to faint. In before, the flames, themselves, … would extinguish just as fast as they appear to reveal the huge man who present themselves oddly politely for someone with such a grand entrance “Is this how it feels to, … summon, …” Sayato asks, muttering under her breath barely audible, but clear to the mind of summoned familiars is heard, a person who can grasp an intangible matter instead of being engulfed by it as if they were it’s lowly dog. Truly frightening to think what else is could this person be capable of the sword touches the ground with a metallic ping trying to compose herself, that sound acts like a trigger which causes the master to jump a bit, bringing her hands to her chest looking up at the figure “O-Oh, yes. Ahem, Saber class I see. That means you are-, …” snapping her fingers “YES! One of the three knight classes! This is great. You really must be powerful judging by your presence too eheh~” an awkward laugh to make the atmosphere more approachable is taken out, her finger coming to her chin to scratch it (edited)

9:09 AM

“Vortigen, noted. So then, Vortigen, I am your master, Sayato Kibutsu. Nice to meet you!, … ~~I think~~” Sayo, breaths under her lip that last part, geez already someone hard to control, fate really is testing her metal eh? But they seem, nice enough “I see, so, Vortigen, Saber, Vile king, Avatar of Avalon. How do you wish me to call you? We don’t wanna start on the wring foot. Second O. And why do you- call yourself the vile king. You seem pretty nice for someone with black armour and much like looking closer to a dragon. Rather polite even” as with that, she’d walk circles around him to admire his apperance with a face of awe, when she speak “Although, I suppose, first line in order is to see your saint gra-“ taking a look at his parameters she’d almost choke when she inhales her own spit at the sight of it, coughing in surprise “HOLY HEAVENS! YOU ARE STRONG!” she’d say in between breaths, not that that’s what she wanted, a strong servant, but she’s concerned a bit as she comments “How am I-, … gonna properly supply you mana-, …” taking a few moments of thought she’d continue “Even with the reactor I doubt if I don’t focus a good chuck of my mana I can’t keep up all your parameters. Guess I’ll be a 1 servant master for a while until I manage to condition my circuits much more properly.” (edited)

9:11 AM

Vortigern stays very still like a statue. Not an inch of his body moves. He stares directly ahead with his expression hidden behind his helmet. It is pretty much impossible to tell what's going inside the servant's head. Was this evil-looking individual plotting a scheme already or is he just trying to comprehend everything that's around him? There's no solid answer. When Sayato circles around the Saber servant to inspect him, the servant remains unmoving. Even if her voice would raise upon reading his parameters. It does not look like he's bothered by anything. Not the presence of his summoner, not the technology around him. Nothing. Vortigern simply stays where he was, not replying to any of Sayato's questions immediately. . . . . . . . . . While staying longer in the summoning room, Vortigern visits his own thoughts. As he materializes as a Servant of Chaldea, he learns about his purpose. It felt very ironic to him but he holds his ill feeling back in order for him to cooperate. All the things his summoner has mentioned made Vortigern realize something. I'm far from what I once was. He thought to himself. Placed in a servant container, Vortigern learns that he is not as powerful as he once was in this position. He doesn't even feel more than a fraction of his strength returning. Unfortunate. Accepting his fate, Vortigern finally speaks up. His voice echoing in the room. "The world feels so cold and empty. And yet... humanity fights to preserve what is left behind. Explain why, summoner."

9:51 AM

@[unintelligible sub noises]

“Scarrryyyyy-“ Sayato comments at the rumble his voice creates, vibrating the room itself as the twice the size of her king would speak, he didn’t answer her questions but that was not a problem to her, after all, even if they are mana, they function like normal sapient creature. Can’t really order them around if they don’t want to “Eh- I don’t understand?” she’d say trying to gouge the meaning of his words “Hmm, I suppose, I can’t give you an answer really. Humanity isn’t a hive mind. We can’t think the thoughts of the others which is why it’s beautiful. Everyone has their ambitions-, …….. for better or for worse. Rather unpredictable and spontaneous if anything. If I’d want to give you an exact answer it would not be fair for me to speak for everyone. But I can tell you why I want to preserve it and i. That case it would beeee, I suppose tradition. Life, my father, ….. wherever my mother is all this time too I guess. Nobody really wants to be snuffed out without a fight, one thing in common we would have with ants really. But we are smarter, and I’d love to see that smartness develop, I mean, look. Don’t you think this things are amazing? We have doors that open on our command, eyes which can see anything that happens even if we aren’t there, registering the past so we can watch it in the future, music we can share to people all around the world with a few presses on a chunk of metal to people we have never even knew the existence off, they make some pretty amazing things don’t you think? In another way to put it, aren’t you the least bit curious what else they wanna do?” she asks pinching her fingers with a small gap in between them as she speaks “I suppose I fight due to curiosity, and so that I can shield everything from disappearing. If humanity goes down, everything does go down with it right?“

10:21 AM

although one thing stands out, what does he mean by “Cold and emptyyyyyyy-, …”Sayato trails off in through swaying from side to side as her hand is wrapped around her body under her chest, the other propping it’s elbow on the wrist to support itself as she puts her closed fist under her chin “What do you mean by that, exactly?”

Vortigern stays where he is as Sayato answers his question. And once she had finished speaking by asking a question of her own, the draconic knight slowly turns his head to look at her. His red, violent eyes slowly changing to white. This pressuring aura that he had pressed against his surroundings and everything and everyone in it drops. "I am the manifestation of Britain's mystery. With every step I make, I carry what was left behind and forgotten." After his short, and straightforward explanation, he'd dismiss his blade and start walking down the main path of the room. Looking at everything around him with his hands held behind his back. Simply observing all of what Sayato has mentioned. "Humans disgust me. Their creations make me sick. There was still so much to learn and understand from the world of mystery and yet the arrogance and selfishness of humanity burns brighter than the sun." He'd stand right in front of the door for just a moment before turning around to look at his summoner. "Your reason to fight shares goals not of my own. However, my rebellion against the Age of Man is over. There is nothing I can do now to change what has already happened." Vortigern then turns his attention back to the room itself. Simply inspecting everything else that he had missed out.

9:32 PM

@[unintelligible sub noises]

a sigh leaves her mouth, relief, the pressure is gone, and he seems to look around so that’s a good thing. At least this Vortigen share’s some semblance of curiosity himself as Sayo asks “Hate this hate that, but you still look around. Might not be because you admire it, but you want to understand things a bit yourself too right? Besides, … I think you understood me wrong” closing her eyes and crossing her eyes, she has a pensive look on her face as she elaborates “I said they do some amazing things, yes, but it never goes further then curiosity. I am a very smart person, believe me when I say it.” saying that she walks towards the armoured man and following behind him with her hands behind her back “I understand what age of men is doing to mystery, which is what makes me sometimes myself find it hard to ally with. It dilutes it, weakens it. But I can’t just let history be incinerated by this singularities, the results of my birth would have been unreproducible if that were the case, in a way it’s a bit of an obligation if I want to further my own goals.” as with that “Which makes me mention it, ever since growing up, I’ve heard amazing tales of the magecraft of the age of gods and the power that it help, people splitting seas apart magecraft of this times used without even an incantation. It’s really is an amazing thing. And I’d love to see it appear and rise once more, thought the process might not be the most simple as I make it sound, … buuuuut, I’ve been blessed with longevity, so might as well make the most of it right? After all, you seem to know a lot about it, so I think this will be a great way to understand it more then stories and tales. Humans might be arrogant sometimes yes, … but they can also be entertaining, you can’t take that away from them” she’d say, having spoken the whole time with they, them, humans, never once associating with them as if she’d not part of them

2:26 AM

“Why don’t we head out to my place of residence. I can get you something to relax for a bit while I finish some small commissions I have. Trying to get myself started here since I’m pretty new myself. You can tell me more about things we didn’t learn. It’d bring me one step closer to reenacting the age of gods magecraft.” a smile just as bright, dumb, and gullible as you would expect from a person such as her, Sayo is probably one with the most potential here for knowledge, smart, probably unholy so, but, she’s still a ‘child’ (speaking from the view of Vortigen) she barely understands what she wants to do implies, but, it’s not like she’s gonna stop, what was that he said? Stubbornness of humanity? Heh, guess she inherited that from her father

2:26 AM

@ArbyOrNotToBe

"As soon as I had laid my eyes on you, I quickly learned that your lineage is from both the man and fae. A half-breed. I have mixed feelings towards you but I am in no position to do anything about your existence." He'd start walking out of the room and as he does such, he'd shoot another glance at Sayato. Despite being this creature pretty much built out of hate, he seems fairly understanding and courteous. "I do not question your intelligence one bit, summoner. But you were not there when the age of mystery flourished. If you had been there, perhaps your perspective would change. Only an assumption, really." "Indeed, it was glorious. A pity that my nephew could not see what the Age of Man can do in order to achieve what they wish." Vortigern hints out all the wars and corruption after his defeat. Nonetheless, it was all over now. Sorta. "Nothing is perfect I suppose." Offered to head to Sayato's place, the knight steps aside and gestures that she walks ahead of him. "Lead the way then, summoner. As for reenacting such magecraft, I cannot help you. Stuck in a servant container, I am very limited to what I can do. Forgive me."

2:46 AM

@[unintelligible sub noises]

“M-my existence?” a cold shock flows through her spine, knowing the status quo, a master can’t defeat a servant, now that would make her heart almost jump out of her chest upon hearing that way of formulating such a thing “Eh-he heeeeeeh” Sayato takes out an onomatopoeia of awkwardness “Well isn’t that a relief, …” saying that scratching her cheek, quickly rushing behind him to walk with him out of the room, stiff as an old oak tree following wherever he wants to go she’d follow “Mm m! I agree, nothing can compare with first hand experience right? And I’m already looking highly at it nonetheless, I just fear I’m unable to comprehend it. Tales, books, documents, nothing is the same unlike feeling yourself that breath of mana heavy air! I can just imagine how much someone can output. I’m sure you were to respectable mister Vortigen!” putting her hands behind her back, she’d slightly lean forward with the ambitious smile of a kid who only had good things happen in their life, bright as a star in the sky looking forward to her first contract “Mmmm- I suppose to, but that’s what makes everyone different. Different views over the world right? We can’t control what other do, but I’m sure there’s a little good no matter where the road takes us. And that’s what makes it perfect.” and as he stepped aside and offered her to take the lead, she’d take the initiative almost instantly, not totally lacking backbone after all. Walking ahead to take them to her room “There’s no reason to be sorry, honestly? I’m sorry for my inaptitude and novice of the way things should be, but I’ll try my best to be a good master M’kay?~”

10:43 AM

“Oh, also, you don’t need to call me summoner if you don’t want to, you seem nice, call me however you wish, master Summoner, Sayato, Sayo. I don’t really mind, it makes addressing things easier, but when we are in the field I’ll presser to keep secrecy, so master when we meet servants and other masters, I’ll also call you Saber as to not reveal your identity. It’s in good tactics after all. If you need anything don’t be shy to asking either~” her head slightly to stick out her tongue teasing him a little with that smug look of her’s (edited)

10:44 AM

The energy of Sayato had made an impression to Vortigern. It has been 'awhile' since he's spoken to someone that interested in mystery. Though there may be others in Chaldea, he has yet to interact with them. Though exploring the world of mystery and sharing his knowledge isn't a part of his purpose of being here, he'd still be willing to share his experience with this young master. As he continues walking after her, Vortigern speaks with his usual deep but sophisticated tone. "I've known you for... a few minutes. And yet, you already speak to me as if we've been friends for the longest time. I admire your courage. Many are too afraid to even look to me eye to eye." Vortigern comments. Looking back, he recalls his time as the tyrannic ruler of Britain. None could match his strength for the longest time. And even when confronted by his brother's son and her knights, they were still no match for him. It had taken a very powerful construct to defeat him. Vortigern then also remembers the things he had said to the late King of Camelot. Hmm. It is a possibility... Vortigern had just thought about the idea of encountering his nephew in Chaldea. It would be an interesting reunion to say the least. "I will refer to you as master then. After all, that is what this contract is. I act as your sword and shield. Nothing more. He nods. @[unintelligible sub noises] sorry for the long response. I had no signal or data over the weekend.

A summon, he was here and he wasn't quite sure how busy his caster was doing..so he would be doing a summon here in the summoning room! A circle was already here so the stick was not needed, as he extends his hands out and allowed the little mana to come out of him as he began to speak. "Spirits! I call upon you to make a contract with me! To those that deem me a worthy fit for them, for the ever looming threat to humanity as well!" The always excited Monta, his mana flaring up and the circle lighting up in return. Sure that wasn't a proper incantation at all, but this words and willingness to do this never failed him so far!

@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria @Bofa

A soft sigh came out of Morgan, it appears her teachings are not nearly enough. Instead, the witch of britain would use the mental connection both she and her master shared to tell him to repeat the summoning incantation word by word. Hopefully, this would be enough. "Monta, repeat after me." She then proceeds to speak the chant that Monta tried in the workshop at her. Word by word, aria by aria.

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

Though the incantation was not proper, the mana coming from the master and this strong outside force was enough to get the attention of this servant. The room circle glowed a blue light. The mana coming from it would be considered overwhelming but familiar to those who are connected to the age of gods. Then stepped out of the light would be a woman some Japanese clothing, showing fox like features such as fox ears and a tail. “Hello! Your beloved reliable fox maiden has answered your call! Do not fret because I am here to help with any task that is needed. So do not be afraid to ask.” She would give a cheerful tone and a kind smile, while facing her master.

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni @Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

"Yosh!" He exclaimed on the original summoning request working as it lit up and he was granted another Servant. Huh..She kinda looks like Tamamo-Hime as well look was pretty unique as well. Still he went right up to her. "And hello to you too, My name is Monta and I'm the one that summoned you! Nice meeting ya!" He chimed happily. Somehow it all managed to work, Monta lacking on any real formalities regarding being a magus.

Her eyes shifted towards the newly summoned servant, then towards their animalistic features. Her clothing is clearly of eastern descent. Although her true identity is a mystery to her at the moment. Regardless, it shall come in due time. Heroic Spirits are, well known after all. "...." She merely held the staff on her hand and watched them both.

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni @Bofa

The fox maidens eyes would meet the gaze of the woman who was with her master, it seems he already had a woman. Shame. However this will not stop her undying loyalty. She would look back at her master, she could sense some great things from him. “Well to be completely fair, I am the caster, Tamamo no Mae. I felt a powerful surge of mana and heard your call so I arrived. It is great to meet you as well Monta.”

He reached out and grabbed on her hands. "And that's something I have been told quite a few times already! But for now I am but a crafter within Chaldea. As your master I too shall do what I can to make sure you become more capable as you are now!" He was in very good spirits. Almost as if doting on the Newly summoned Caster before letting her hands go. "Monta Muramasa is the name. Maker of Mystic codes for the masters and servants of Chaldea and a master myself."

Her eyes shifted towards to Monta as she dismissed her staff temporarily. Her arms crossed near her chest as she stared at her master. Her expression was neutral and her ears perked slightly at hearing the identity of the servant. Tamamo no Mae. The infamous fox woman of Japan who supposedly cursed an Emperor. Interesting..

As Monta walked close to her and shook her hand, she was a little hesitant because this was unexpected, however she took his hand as well and shook. She would feel a little more joyful than she expected when arriving. “Very noble, using your own skills and mastery of tools to help others. That’s pretty sweet.” She would say and then looked at the other woman, it seems she still gotten the attention of this woman.

"I know where I am good at, best to assist the folks that was trying to save humanity and whatnot. And I got my role to play as well! Content to improve my work as a artisan there is some that also wants to teach me in the ways of Magecraft. And I got a long way to go on that...In fact.." He took a second to think on it and on Morgan's words from before. "I totally could have used that proper incantation for this huh? Now that I am thinking on it.." He mused to himself.

"Since our task here is done. I suggest we move somewhere else, Monta. Perhaps to your private quarters or show her around Chaldea to allow her to familiarize herself with the new place she is summoned at." The berserker class servant suggested to Monta through their unique connection.

“Well you do not need to wait too long, I may not help much on magecraft I am excellent when it comes to curses. I can try to help you with witchcraft.” She would suggest, as her first duty as Monta’s servant. She should try to help him be familiar with curses, and if possible helping him understand mystery from her time. The idea made her happy and have a joyful smile.

"I'll do that! Sure, I'm up for learning whatever I need to learn!" He was up for learning the ways of Witch craft as well. He more or less would now have two mentors teaching him something new and in his eyes that was a pretty good thing! "To the workshop!" Morgan said the personal quarters and that defaulted right to the area that he normally was throughout the day and night. Tamamo's wrist grabbed and Monta would start to lead the Caster there

And there, Morgan would follow both Tamamo and monta towards the workshop. Calmly walking right besides them with her arms at her sides this time. Right now, she was using her time to teach her Master more about magecraft. However, it is more of the modern magecraft as opposed to say, western witchcraft.

Tamamo would walk along side her master, though she gets a odd feeling from this woman it doesn’t bother her too much for she might have given the same aura. She couldn’t wait to show her skills, but most importantly to see what Monta likes and see if she can give her aid.

Lights are Flashing. Something is being summoned.

Indeed, in a brilliant flash of light, The King of Uruk himself has appeared. He Scoffs as he looks around. Is there nobody to greet him? Did they not prepare for his arrival? Ungrateful Mongrels. Here he is, offering his Aid and they didn't even think to send a welcoming party? No matter. He'll be guiding them to the right path. His Path. The King of Heroes exits the room, leaving it dark once more.

Having made her way towards the nearby summoning room. The shrine maiden who has solely dedicated her existence to the sword and the kamis has made her 3rd trip into this place. Calling forth her ofuda tags from her red kimono sleeves. The paper tags began to arrange themselves into a magic circle made out of ofuda tags. A symbol of a crescent moon present within. She was intending to summon a goddess of the moon. While she possess no catalyst for the summoning, perhaps her devotion may be enough to bring forth the divine spirit from the throne. "I call forth the unseen." "From the highest heavens, to the lowest earth" "May my prayers reach you, kings and queens of this world" "Kami of the Sun, may your light illuminate our days and crops" "Kami of the Moon, guide us through the darkest nights and protect us on our journey" "Kami of the Seas, may the seas be of calmer waters and defend us from disasters." Picking up the suzu she has prepared beforehand. Naomi began to dance around the circle not too dissimilar to a miko kagura. Trying to catch the divine spirit's attention. It's rings echoing throughout the silent moon. "From the Kofun Era, to the Akihito Era of today" "Your divine gaze has not gone unnoticed" "I call upon you now, in our darkest hour for your strength" "Let my body become your vessel" "And my prayers guide you unto your rightful temple" "Oh beings of the Heavens.... come forth... come... forth..!" "If this contract is according to thy will" "Then the time has come, for my divine duty to begin anew!"

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

The summoning made by Naomi as she was making it pretty clear that she wanted to some form of divinity from the Moon. Nothing really happening after her chant before the room seemingly began to cool down, After all there was little warmth between the moon and the sun. The circle glowing to life and in a glow befitting of said celestial moon a familiar figure came to be. No longer her presence masked under a simulacrum as this time she has made her presence known. "Behold, I am Tsukuyomi..Goddess of the moon, The Celestial Majesty itself to have answ....Oh.." She saw who it was that summoned her, the miko in her miko garb as the goddess lowered her arms as she floated idly in the air. "Hello Naomi, seemed that you was the one that called us.."

And as if on cue on the 'us'.. "Guess who's back! Back again!" Exclaimed the now proper Kaguya-hime, no longer latching onto the history and simply became it herself. "We are Alter Ego this time around, Princess and Goddess! And Chaldea is graced with our Moon magic once more!" She said with her arms raised and her crazed grin on her face once more.

@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

Watching quietly as the summoning goes on, Hime nods to their fellow divine spirit, and in a sense sister, having supposed her intentions once she had disappeared a few days before. "An Alter Ego this time, hm? Interesting..."

@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria @Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

Her eyes shifted towards the circle as the summoning ceremony has finally ended. As nothing appeared to have happened, Naomi softly sighed and merely shook her head. How disappointing, that was until she felt the room suddenly cooled down. Then the circle began to glow and she felt a familiar, stronger presence. Very familiar until the shrine maiden felt both moon and sun in the same room. Her expression of disappointment changed into one of sudden delight! "Tsukuyomi-sama!" And then, her eyes shifted towards the other lady that has appeared. The princess of the moon herself. Kaguya-hime. That all too familiar mischevious personality is something she has became acquainted with. "Kaguya-hime!" Her joy just became more plastered on her face as she said both their names in excitement. "It is a great honor to have you both here in Chaldea once more! I am... honored as well to have you both answer my summons.."

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni @Fox/Wilt/[pending]/Wu/Lae

"Yes, from Caster to Alter ego..Not sure how it came to be but for now you have us both for the time being..we share the same thing but are also different.." She said as she landed on her feet, summoning her smoke pipe and took a long puff from it. "My expectations of you is already lofty as is, and you should already know that by now shrine miko. And though I am the goddess.."

"There is still so little info on her that we still had to use my history as a base! That's why she has access to my Items of Impossible requests!" She said with a cheer. All formality gone as she simple went to Naomi and began to dote on her proper. Squishing and smushing her cheeks with her hands before nuzzling it with her own cheek. "We shall do our best as your servant so you best be a good master alright? Alright!" She chimed as she lets her go.

@Fox/Wilt/[pending]/Wu/Lae@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

"I shall do more than my best to try and live up to your expectations Tsukuyomi-sama." It appears Kaguya does not really care much about formality, a fact she knows before, but was unsure due to their new class change. From the looks of it. Nothing has changed at all. Well, with the exception of Tsukuyomi's presence being strong to the point she is here as a manifestation of her own. Black elegant kimono with the authority of a goddess in her tone. In the meantime. Naomi's cheeks were mushed and squished. She rather has a puffy cute cheek now that one would look at it. "Yesh, I swhall do my besh Kaguya-shan.." She said while her cheeks were being squished.

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

Smirking and giggling lightly, the Caster's next words were directly into both of the Servant pair's minds. ["It was a matter of time until you answered her desire and needs, mm? I expect you will not let her down...~"] "My my, you do look adorable like this, Naomi-san~"

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni @Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

["She is a puppy, a literal puppy trying to get my attention and it actually work. Me having my metaphorical heart melted like that? I should feel ashamed to have caved in like this!"] *She complained mentally but all managing to do so with no change in her expression as she continued to puff on her pipe.

"Nooo, Not Kaguya-san or -shan, you are to use -chan and nothing else!" She exclaimed before hearing the words of Hime in her mind. ["Mental communication?! I mean yeah, We aren't going to let her down, I got this, we got this! No reason to not disappoint her at all!"]

@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

"Wha-? I am not cute Tamamo-sama!" She pouted at her upon hearing that statement. A statement that is synonymous with her being called a child the way Kanu always seemed to do so. Good grief, now she is teasing her! The price of having a divine spirit as a servant it seems. "Hai, hai.. Kaguya. Shall we get going to my room now, Tamamo-sama, Tsukuyomi-sama?"

@Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni @Fox/Wilt/[pending]/Wu/Lae

"May as well. Thankfully I already know where it." With that said she will go on and take her leave. Making her way to Naomi's room for the time being, with Kaguya-hime following suit now that they were back within Chaldea.

"As she said. Come along, Miko-san, today may well be a busy day!" And so Hime made her exit as well, tails swishing somewhat energetically.

@Orphelia/Naomi/Artoria

A soft sigh let her lips as she merely followed Tsukuyomi from behind. At the very least, they seemed to be pleased for some reason. So that is good, still though. She wish they would tease her less. Maybe that is just the nature of such goddesses? She can't deny they were quite beautiful, more so than any mortal woman.. Is she able to earn their blessing like Ohirume said she must do? Time will tell.

@Fox/Wilt/[pending]/Wu/Lae @Crafter/Flower/Illya/Dad/Oni

The Burial Agent entered the summoning room. At this point she felt this place was cursed or perhaps she was. The young agent had gone through a number of servants and allies now. Her most trusted servant, Jeanne, one who had been their since the start, one that she trusted had recently entered back to the throne of heroes. Ciel had been disappointed by this but understood why she did it. Now it was time for her to summon another servant, hopefully this one would stay by her side. The blue hair girl would inhale and compose herself. She took a moment to look to at the summoning circle, making sure everything was proper. The staff kept the room in good condition but it was important to double check for doing a summoning. Not spotting anything wrong with the room, Ciel would start the chant, one that she had now memorized. She had after all said it countless times. The French Girl would then start to pour her mana, the amount she could give could effectively summon and sustain any heroic spirit. The ritual would start and the lights would begin to grow bright and their would be wind. These were all indications that the summoning was acting normally. This meant she could continue with the ritual. Ciel would keep speaking and pouring mana into it as the lights grew brighter and the wind kept picking up. Then a bright blinding light appeared and she would see a figure in the smoke. @Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT

A figure like a shadow, a twisted expression on its visage. An amber glance, a darkened face that merely gazed at you, before breaking into laughter, as he understood what this was. Very well. If it was time for the world to know his revenge once more, so be it. For he would continue to burn and walk this path "Fufu... Fuhahaha! I see! You have called me, the incarnation of vengeance! Very well, I accept it, therefore here is my answer. Extra Class, Avenger! I would ask of you... If you are my Master. But I can see it in your eyes, yes. You aren't entirely human, are you? It isn't that great of a loss, but I can recognize it in your gaze. Very well, If I require an accomplice, an inhuman such as I might be just what I need." "So, miss, what may be the name of the one who has called upon me, to wreck revenge upon this unjust world? To restart the spark of retribution?" (edited)

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu Forgot to ping you

Ciel looked at the servant she had just summoned. The servant introduce himself as an avenger class. Though he didn't give his name. He also started the conversation talking about how she wasn't fully human and he wanted to start her retribution. Then she suddenly remembered, the servant in front of her. She had met him, no, that was incorrect. He had met the servant back when the servant was alive. She was able to recall those memories, one of his greatest defeats that set him back a great amount. "Greetings Edmond Dantes, the Count of Monte Cristo. My name is Ciel, Seventh of the Burial Agency and a master of Chaldea. No, you are correct, I lost a bit of my humanity but I still cling onto what is left. I have already delivered my retribution on my prime enemy. But I believe you know what a dead apostle is. Any of those who threaten humanity, they must face retribution. In addition, other threats to humanity must also face our vengeance." said Ciel as she decided to keep the way that she knew Edmond hidden for now. @Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT

"... Tsk." Avenger's expression got serious, as he let out a small change of tone out. Why? Why don't you understand "Make no mistake. I am not the man you speak of, at least, no longer. I am the King of the Cavern below Monte Cristo. Do not forget it." Indeed, though its True Name is Edmond Dantès, he refuses to acknoledge himself as such. "A Dead Apostle... I'm aware, yes, Tarantella comes to mind, as I came to learn afterwards. A loathsome being, best left forgotten. Such is the fate of those that are the enemies of mankind."

1:38 AM

"Yet, to call me and carrying out your revenge as well, in spite of my nature... What a curious one you are, Master." "So be it! While the Temple of Time has already been resolved, the nature of humanity never ceases to attract those that oppose it! You wish for my flames to burn away those that threaten it? Be so, then! That this grudge of me leave no speck of their being, just as the vampire in that fateful night."

@[Serpon]Teno/Penth/Nico/Azu somehow keep forgetting to ping you

So she didn't summon the count, or at least not all of him but a part of him. She had heard how being a servant could result in summoning only a part of you or to alter a version of yourself. She had seen such a thing with King Arthur and some Berserkers as well. So it made sense that avengers weren't the exception to the rule. Ciel would nod her head. "Very well Avenger, I will make sure to remember that." said Ciel as it seemed she wasn't being questioned on how she knew his identity. Though she preferred it this way, less hassle to deal with at the moment. "Good to hear that. We may face other familiar enemies. I have encountered a several of them in singularities. We even had a few singularities filled with nothing but dead apostles. Your flames will be very useful should another singularity like that come forth or their is an enemy that will simply not die." said Ciel as she gave a bit of praise to her servant. Ciel would remain quiet when he talked about carrying out her vengeance and would simply focus on the next aspect of the conversation. It seemed that he was willing to work with her and to destroy all who got in their way. He was the opposite of Joan of Arc. While Jeanne was the one who would do their best to protect others, he would seek out and destroy the enemy, leaving nothing behind. Perhaps he was more compatible with Ciel. "Good, let your flames burn all those who would stand in our way. Let judgement come crashing down on those who oppose humanity. Let them all be returned back to ash and dust, just as they once were before. Now then, do you require a tour of Chaldea or do you any questions for me?" @Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT

It seemed like the one he had gotten was eager to engage in his revenge. Indeed, she was truly curious. Though her heart was not totally human and she even commended his flames, that are meant to be rejected and scorn, her actions were not brought by inherent evil or malice, but to see justice done. ... Of course, Avenger knew that evil dwelled in the hearts of all humans. To deny it would be to deny his own existence. That's why he, the Count of Monte Cristo, even bothered to materialize. Yet... ... Nevermind. "I only have two requests then, accomplice! The first is to know where may I learn about the enemy at hand. I will make my preparations as soon as possible, the swifter we can begin, the better! Once that is resolved, I will take action." "..." And, truth be told, he held an idea, one he had to confirm. "The second is to know if there are any writer Servants amongst the ranks of your organization."

~~fucking finally~~

Ciel would listen to Avenger questions. He had asked two questions and both of them had the same answer. The first question made sense but the second one was a bit more interesting. Did he hold a grudge versus the person who had wrote about him and profited off that? Most likely, he was an avenger but Ciel would not deny him that information. This would allow her to see how he would act. "The information that you seek for both questions can be found in Chaldea database, if you wish, I can take you to a point where we can access it. Though I am curious, do you have a grudge versus a certain writer or just writer servants in general?" asked Ciel as she probed into Avenger and then motioned for him to follow her. @Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT