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You are Yumigawa Rushorou, apathetic student council president, star student, and possible soon-to-be corpse.
Yesterday, you woke up in a ruined parking garage with no idea how you got there, discovered that the city you were in was overrun by skeletons and fire, and ran afoul of a magical artifact that really should have had a warning sign. Then things got weird, when you discovered you'd been roped into a no-holds-barred battle to the death between magi dubbed the Holy Grail War.

Today you wake up and your new house is on fire.

Previous thread:
>>3319225

Status Information:
https://pastebin.com/qsKX4p5b
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Caster is pulling you frantically from the bed, a rapid-fire stream of indecipherable syllables issuing from her lips. As you groggily stumble along with her, barriers of pinkish energy are rapidly erected around you to keep the fire back. Behind you and Caster, you can see Matsuda dragging along a similarly half-asleep Ogawara.

The lot of you get out of the house just in time, as it collapses in flames. In fact, the entire neighborhood seems far worse-off than yesterday. The streets are swarming with skeletons, but they're all focused on destroying the houses, rather than attacking you. Every building is in flames, and even the street seems to have gone through a second round of destruction. You wonder faintly how you could have slept through all this, but before you have time to think, Caster is talking.

"Master, the magical energy that's causing this destruction is expanding rapidly from the South. Now it's intensified, though, I can tell it's bordered at the city limits. We need to head north as fast as possible in order to escape this ritual!"

Matsuda and Ogawara look to you for confirmation and a plan. You were the one who sat up talking with her, after all.

>[ ] "Alright, Caster, I'll take your word for it. Let's get out of the city."

>[ ] "Hang on, how do you know all this? I thought you didn't understand what was happening here."

>[ ] Some other response (Write in)
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>>3328635
>[ ] "Alright, Caster, I'll take your word for it. Let's get out of the city."
But also
>[ ] "How do you know all this? I thought you didn't understand what was happening here."
We'll move and talk at the same time.
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>>3328635
>[ ] "Alright, Caster, I'll take your word for it. Let's get out of the city.
Let's not doubt the spellcaster when it comes to
Y'know.
Spells.
We can get exposition when we are safe.
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>>3328645
+1
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>>3328635
>[ ] "Alright, Caster, I'll take your word for it. Let's get out of the city."
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>>3328635
>>3328645
Exposition to go, please.
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>>3328618
>[ ] "Alright, Caster, I'll take your word for it. Let's get out of the city."
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Looks like getting the heck out of dodge takes it. Nobody wants to stick around and get burned.

WRITING...
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Oh, roll d20. Best of 3, crits override. Almost forgot.
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Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>3328676
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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>3328676
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>3328676
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Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>3328676
Neva loss
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>>3328680
HELL YEAH
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>3328676
Rolling late just to see
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>>3328680
>Rolled 19
No Tiger Dojo for you. Bo~ring!
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With the city rapidly disintegrating around you, there's no time to ask for more information. You need to get somewhere more safe as soon as possible.

"Alright, Caster. I'll take your word for it. Let's get out of the city."

Caster's face brightens. "Great! Follow me, and I'll lead you on the fastest route north."

With that, Caster's cloak dissolves in a shimmer of light, revealing beneath it a white tunic, quite a bit more gold jewelry, and large, eagle-like wings sprouting from her back. In fact, you're shocked she was able to keep them hidden under the cloak. Almost at the same time, another burst of golden light coalesces into a large ivory and silver staff, adorned with a complex pattern of interlocking rings, radiating lines, and gold feathers. The sorceress takes to the air above you to scout the terrain, and then begins rapidly flying Northwards, calling for you to follow.

As you, Matsuda, and Ogawara follow along behind the flying Servant, it's not long before a group of skeletons gathers to block your path. Caster gives no more reaction to this than a mild pout, however, and calls to them, "Hmph! Out of the way, you meatless puppets!"
With a flourish of her staff, a lion leaps out of the inferno beside the road and scatters the skeletons like bowling pins, crushing one of their skulls between its jaws. For the rest of your trip out of the city, the lion pads along beside you, keeping any other foes well away.

After about an hour of walking, you find that you've finally escaped the burning city, as the road enters a heavily forested area, losing its sidewalks in the process. There's even a battered sign identifying the city, standing bent over by the side of the road, but the letters are too degraded to read. As Caster had promised, the flames stop right at the city limits. Once you're between the lines of trees, the air cools, and you can see blue skies above.

Caster alights on the road, confidently declaring, "We should be safe now, Master. I don't detect any more enemies nearby."

Great. Now you can get some answers. As you continue walking Northwards into the forest, now alongside Caster rather than below, you pose your questions.

"That's good to hear, Caster. Now, can you tell me how you knew what was going on back there? Why did things change so much during the night? The residential area was almost untouched when we got there."
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Caster looks a bit troubled by the barrage of questions. "We~ell, I'm not sure how much you'll be able to follow, since you're not a magus, but let's see if I can explain it in simple terms. One of the most common types of magecraft uses a ritual magic circle, a pattern of geometric shapes and inscribed incantations, to channel the magical energy and achieve the desired effect." She uses the end of her staff to draw a small magic circle in glowing energy on the road, illustrating the point, before continuing.

"Now, in that city, the leylines of the earth were actually shaped into a partial magic circle, and presumably someone had done a great deal of construction to complete it. The magical energy of the world was being channeled into an enormous ritual to consume the city in fire, killing everyone within its boundaries and levelling all the works of man within the city. Eventually, that city will be nothing more than a huge pit of flames. The same ritual was also channeling the souls of those it killed to summon two types of familiar: the skeletons we've encountered and revenant warriors. That second type would have been more of a challenge; they're based on a degraded form of the magecraft used to summon heroic spirits like myself. I wonder what they wanted the familiars for, though, when the ritual was destroying the city anyway..."

Caster seems lost in thought for a moment, pondering the ritual, before catching herself and finishing her explanation.

"Anyway, as to why I couldn't detect it last night, a ritual constrained within a magic circle doesn't happen all at once. The effects flow outwards from the center of the circle to the periphery. Usually this delay is too small to make a difference, since most magic circles are relatively small, but for a ritual on that scale it must have taken quite a while. As you can see, we were on the Northern edge of the city, so it hadn't gotten to us yet."

"The reason it happened so suddenly last night is a bit stranger. I can't tell you just what happened, but it seems like there was some kind of a change in the ritual just before I was summoned. The way the energy flowed, it was as if there was some powerful effect that had been holding it back, but that effect was removed last night. From your story, it sounds like that goblet in the church could have been holding back the ritual's power, but there's no way for me to investigate that now."

The road the four of you are travelling comes to a sudden end as you emerge into a large clearing in the woods, the asphalt crumbling into chunks scattered amongst green grass, and a soft breeze stirs the foliage. In the midst of the clearing, a decrepit cottage sits half submerged in a shallow lake. Caster raises a hand to warn you against continuing forward.

"Master, I feel a magical presence. There's another Servant in these woods."

Roll d20
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Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>3328833
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Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>3328833
Our first pokem- servant fight, boys!
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>>3328866
>Enemy Master sees you from across the road
>Runs up
>"Our eyes met! You can't refuse a battle!"
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Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>3328873
>Lose battle
>Other master punches your lights out
>Wake up to find your servant alive, but your wallet is gone
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>>3328886
>Rolled 1
Yatta!
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>>3328886
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
I DID IT AGAIN
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK
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>>3328886
>Enter pokemon battle
>Roll a 1
>Lose fight
>Opponent throws a pokeball at you and successfully captures you
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>>3328886
negro
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Caster calls herself your Servant and yet has the nerve to block your path? Absurd! You won't cower in the shadows like some weakling. You brush right past Caster, marching confidently into the clearing, and call out to the foe.

"I've been told this is a war! If it's a war, then, step out of your hiding place! Face me head on, so-called Master, and we'll see who's the superior leader!"

This bold declaration resounds through the clearing, and you hear the sound of clapping coming from somewhere in the trees. Before you can identify the source, though, a shadow moves, and a blade strikes. A soldier leaps from the shadows, and before you can react your head is cut from your shoulders. The last thing you hear is the sickening sound of your own body crumpling and falling into the lake, bereft of the brain's animating control over its musculature.

DEAD END


Tiger Dojo is a strange hint corner.
If you would like to beat the game by yourself,
or if you would like to keep the characters' images, please be warned.
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>>3328978
No anon, Sweets gives Tiger Dojos for every 1 rolled.
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>>3328962
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_asNhzXq72w
I think it's kinda bullshit that a die roll decided how we act rather than an actual matter of chance, but whatever. Death isn't that big of a deal, really.
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>>3328981
Hey, something got deleted! What was the reply I missed while writing this time's skit?
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>>3328991
You'll understand what's up with this roll once you survive it. It only affects your behavior on a 1.
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>>3328992
Someone (presumably) thought the whole quest was over because we died.
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>>3328992
Just this face.
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>>3328992
Somebody being sad because they thought it was Game Over for good.
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>>3328962
Did we just pull a shinji?
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>>3329012
Almost, but not quite. Shinji at least has the good sense to hide behind either an obstacle or a servant when he's talking like a big shot.
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>>3329023
This servant is an asshole.
>challenged to show themselves
>decapitates challenger.
Where's the chivalry?
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You come to back in the martial-arts hall. Honestly, this time even you know that was a mistake. You just couldn't keep cool.
Confronting you once again is the smiling chestnut-haired woman who claims to be a teacher.

"Hi, is everyone doing well? This is the Tiger Dojo, the place to save those who fought hard in vain and died!"

She gives a little wave. You look around for 'everyone,' but you're the only one here.

"Wait." There it is, the rage coming up in her face. This is going to be a repeat of last time, you just know it.

"YOU DIDN'T FIGHT AT ALL, THOUGH! Or more like, you were too eager to fight! Too eager! Chesto~!"

You receive a shinai strike right to the neck. It's too appropriate! The sensitivity from having just been decapitated magnifies the pain.

"And so, since no advice will be helpful for someone who made such an obvious mistake, today we'll be doing striking practice! On this target right here! Introducing... Disciple #1!"

A young girl in a gym uniform, with white hair and red eyes, enters through a side door, carrying her own smaller shinai.

"Hi~. Pleased to meet you, Onii-chan!"

Unfortunately for you, 'Disciple #1' seems as eager and gleeful as her instructor to dish out the punishment. As she gets into her stance, the instructor continues speaking.

"In conclusion: Watch out for surprise attacks! Take this Tiger Stamp! Not, Disciple #1, get ready..."

STRIKE!
STRIKE!
STRIKE!
STRIKE!
STRIKE!
...
..
.

Roll d20. Best of 5, since this is your second try.
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>>3329066
>Not, Disciple #1
Oops. Should read "Now, Disciple #1".
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>3329066
Heart of the dice, guide me.
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>>3329096
Y'all are taking this fight straight from one extreme to the other. I love it.

WRITING...
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>>3329096
OOOOOOOH BABY
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>3329096
Is that our first 20?
Also rolling for what could have been
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Heeding Caster's advice, you hang back just outside the circle of trees. Caster begins chanting, low enough that the sound of the wind masks her words.
A few moments pass in the near-stillness, and then, in a blur of motion, a figure leaps from the darkness to strike.

Unfortunately, he's left it too late, and the trees around you weave into a protective shield, animated by Caster's spell. The attacking figure is caught like a fly in a web, and you can see he's clad as an ancient soldier of some kind, lightly clothed in a red and white cloth uniform tunic, armed with a long spear that's been stopped mid-thrust, a few inches from your throat. An ornate bronze helmet, cast with rich decoration, covers his head and face.

Before you can inspect the enemy further, the stretched tree-limbs bounce back, launching the enemy Servant across the clearing with great force. He slams bodily into the ruined cottage and falls into the lake limply, presumably unconscious.

"Master!" Caster calls out, "Your orders, please!"

>[ ] "Go on the offensive. Make sure the enemy Servant is destroyed." (Pride)

>[ ] "Stay defensive; above all, make sure we're protected." (Self-preservation)

>[ ] Something else (Write in)

This would be a good time to mention what I've decided regarding the request for character development. At the last vote, you folks ended up split between pride and self-preservation as your motivations. That's how I'm writing Rushorou now, but the choices you make will push him towards one or the other extreme. Of course, there will be other options, and custom write-ins are always available. If you want to change Rushorou's focus, shape it through his actions and I'll adjust accordingly over time.
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>>3329096
So this is the power of the superior lifeform..
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>>3328991
As you can now (hopefully) see, the roll was for how well Caster defended you. You only ignored her because it was a critical fail.
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>>3329169
>[ ] "Go on the offensive. Make sure the enemy Servant is destroyed." (Pride)
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>>3329169
>[ ] "Go on the offensive. Make sure the enemy Servant is destroyed." (Pride)
Fucking Lancer. What an asshole.
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>>3329169
>[ ] "Go on the offensive. Make sure the enemy Servant is destroyed." (Pride)
Let's make good use of that 20. Also, quietly tell the boys to take cover and be ready to strike. Servants have Masters, after all, and while none of us are mages, a 3v1 (or 2v1, Ogawara's combat prowess is iffy) might yield results.
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>>3329219
Yeah a normal human being fighting a servant or magus is begging for death.
In terms of parameters if 1 was the normal value then E is 10.
Which is
Really odd.
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>>3329227
I don't expect to be able to take on a servant. We don't know the enemy master's capabilities, but if Caster goes on the offensive, we should at least be ready to not keel over immediately if the enemy master comes after us while she's busy.
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Rolled 11, 14 = 25 (2d20)

>>3329169
>[X] "Go on the offensive. Make sure the enemy Servant is destroyed." (Pride)
>[X] "Matsuda, Ogawara. Take cover, and be ready in case the enemy Master comes after us." (Duty)

Roll 1d20
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Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>3329260
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Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>3329260
Kill him, kill him now...
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Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>3329260
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Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>3329260
Let's see if I can roll well for once...
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Thinking quickly, you conclude that the only way to resolve this situation is decisive action. At the same time, you can't ignore your companions.

"Caster, go on the offensive! Make sure the enemy Servant is utterly destroyed! Matsuda, Ogawara, take cover and get ready in case the enemy Master attacks. We don't know how powerful they are yet."

Ogawara agrees eagerly, quickly hiding himself in the undergrowth, but Matsuda is more reluctant. He grumbles as he steps behind a sheet of hanging leaves, keeping his fists out and eyeing the scenery in every direction. You can't watch these two forever, though; you return focus to Caster's fight.

Caster is using her flight to maintain a steady advantage, hovering over the lake and pouring magical energy into it. Under the bombardment, nothing can get out, and you're satisfied to see steam rising from the water. Even if the enemy remains submerged, he'll cook soon enough.

Unfortunately, you're surprised out of this satisfying view of overwhelming victory by a deep voice from behind you.

"Why don't you call that Servant of yours off. I really don't think it would be wise for you to continue."

You whirl around to see a tall man in a priest's cassock about ten feet behind you, with shoulder-length dark hair and a malicious smirk. He has one hand pinning Matsuda's arms behind him and the other pressing a knife to the delinquent's neck, and although you can see Matsuda straining the priest's grip is unshakable.

"I just came to have a friendly chat with you, to be honest. Unfortunately, Assassin and I don't always see... eye-to-eye on such matters, and he jumped the gun. So why don't we let bygones be bygones and talk, like gentlemen?"

How do you respond?

>[ ] "...fine. We'll talk. Caster, stand down!" (Duty/Compassion)

>[ ] "Caster, keep up the bombardment! Destroy the enemy!" (Pride/Sadism)

>[ ] "I'm sorry, Matsuda, but I can't surrender for your sake." (Pride/Duty)
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>>3329362
>[ ] "...fine. We'll talk. Caster, stand down!" (Duty/Compassion)
God damn it.
We should ask Caster if she can give us buffs.
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>Finish the fight
VS
>Protect your charge
Fuuuuck man.
>>3329362
>[ ] "...fine. We'll talk. Caster, stand down!" (Duty/Compassion)
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>>3329362
>[ ] "I'm sorry, Matsuda, but I can't surrender for your sake." (Pride/Duty)
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>>3329362
>[ ] "...fine. We'll talk. Caster, stand down!" (Duty/Compassion)
Shit. If nothing else, we've learned what another master looks like. Though if this is really Assassin, how did Caster see through Presence Concealment? Might be worth asking her later to see if we're being lied to.

Out of curiosity, would this priest happen to have the voice of Jouji Nakata?

>>3329385
We should try to learn to be Kuzuki 2.0 as soon as possible.
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>[X] "...fine. We'll talk. Caster, stand down!" (Duty/Compassion)

>>3329428
This is an entirely original character voiced by Nakata Jouji, yes.
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Seeing Matsuda pinned like that drains the will to fight from you. To sacrifice him now, for the sake of a transient victory, would make you the kind of brutal commander history always reviles; an Oda Nobunaga, rather than a Toyotomi Hideyoshi. Keeping your eyes locked to the enemy Master's, you reluctantly assent.

"...fine, we'll talk. Caster, stand down!"

Caster is audibly confused at the command, but complies nonetheless, tapering off her magical attacks as she asks, "Are you sure, Master? It shouldn't take much longer to boil this weasel!"

"Yes, I'm sure. Come down here."

As Caster alights beside you, she gasps, realizing the situation. At the same time, the priest lets out a sigh of relief.

"Fuuu... I'm glad you can see sense, young man. Assassin, to me!"

After a splash and a rustle of foliage, the damp soldier is standing at attention behind the priest, who hands off Matsuda with practiced grace and stows his knife somewhere within his cassock. Silently, Assassin takes up the duty of holding Matsuda, with his spearpoint resting on the delinquent's carotid.

"Now," the priest says, at his ease, "I think an introduction is in order. My name is Cid Ajisartous; you can call me Cid." He extends a hand to shake, smirking all the while, and you can't help but feel you're being forced to act out a play in decidedly poor taste.
As you shake the proffered hand and open your mouth to provide your own introduction, Cid cuts you off. "Now, I don't have any questions for you, Yumigawa Rushorou, but I'm certain you have plenty you'd like to ask me. You see, I'm the one organizing this little tournament, and I'm sure your Servant has been able to provide you with only a partial explanation. Tell me, young man. What would you like to know about the Holy Grail War?"

>[ ] Ask away (Write in your questions) (Self-Preservation)

>[ ] "I'd like to know when you'll let Matsuda go and get out of my sight. No other questions, though." (Pride)
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>>3329704
>[ ] "I'd like to know when you'll let Matsuda go and get out of my sight. No other questions, though." (Pride)
Fucking priests.
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>>3329704
>>3329704
>[ ] "I'd like to know when you'll let Matsuda go and get out of my sight. No other questions, though." (Pride)
Kill the other masters, don’t die like an idiot. Simple as. Damn if I wouldn’t prefer to have this super-threat already done and dusted, even if it cost us one of the boys. Internally wonder how much sense it makes for and organizer of such an event to have a servant, thereby directly involving them in the proceedings
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>>3329704
>[ ] Ask away (Write in your questions) (Self-Preservation)
Well, since you opened the floodgates, Sweets...
>"You're organizing the tournament AND participating? That hardly seems fair - what gives?"
>"I've heard the basics, but are there any rules beyond 'don't die'?"
(This hardly seems to be a standard Church-overseen HGW, after all)
>"How do you know who I am, and why did you choose me to participate?"
>"Who destroyed the city and why?"
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>>3329740
>Well, since you opened the floodgates, Sweets...
Have to hit all the proper HGW story-beats and get the character's knowledge as close as possible to parity with the players', after all.
Of course, if you folks want to reject exposition, go right ahead.
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>>3329704
ah god damn it
>>3329714 will switch to >>3329740
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>>3329704
I support >>3329740
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Much as you'd like to tell this bastard to let Matsuda go and begone, you do have a number of questions about the Holy Grail War, since Caster's knowledge was anything but complete.
After considering the most important information for a few moments, you compile a mental list of questions and rattle them off to the priest. You want this conversation over and done with as soon as possible.

"Alright, Cid, I do have some questions for you. First, are you organizing and participating in this 'tournament'? That hardly seems like the fair thing to do, for someone who'd describe it like a game. Second, are there any more rules to the war? All I've heard so far is 'don't die.' Third, how do you know who I am, and why did you choose me to participate? In short, what's your relation to me? Lastly, who destroyed the city, and what for?"

The priest just smiles in the face of your angry stream of questions. He waits until you're quite done, and explains with the measured speech of an experienced preacher.

"To answer your first question, I am not participating in the tournament. The Holy Grail War has seven participants, including yourself, and I do not number among them. There is one Master for each class of Servant. My own is merely a useful adminitrative tool, ensuring my safety in the face of the power at the competitors' disposal. As I said earlier, I had no intention of attacking you. Unfortunately, you're the seventh person I've spoken to on the subject this morning, and Assassin became quite tired of peaceful conversation, it seems."

Cid chuckles, turning an eye to his Servant. Assassin is, as he implied, visibly tense, his eyes focused on Caster.

"As to your second question, there is only one rule. When only one Servant of the seven survives, his or her Master is the victor; to that victorious pair is granted a wish, by the omnipotent power of the Holy Grail. Each Servant was summoned by their yearning, some unfulfilled desire or great regret which they attained during the course of their life. Similarly, every participant chosen bears a great desire within himself, whether conscious or unconscious.
Masters and Servants, before you is the golden opportunity to have your heart's desire made manifest. I have no doubt that your hearts fill even now with gratitude to almighty God for granting you this good fortune.
Ah, but I am becoming distracted. I was speaking of the rules. Whether you kill the enemy Masters and Servants together or only slay the Servants is immaterial. Even targeting the Masters is a valid strategy, as Servants subsist on their energy. I should warn you, though, that if a Masterless Servant and a Master without a Servant meet, they can forge a new contract. That, I believe, is everything you need to know about the conduct of the War."
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As the priest lectures on the details of the Holy Grail War, you have ample time to observe him, idly speculating as to his nature and origins. The first thing that stands out about him is his height. You're tall for your age, but he still overtops you by a head; he's 6'4", at least. The second notable detail is his ethnicity. He clearly isn't Asian, but he doesn't match your expectations of a European, either. He's darker than that, and his hair is quite wavy. If you had to place him, it would be somewhere in the Middle East, or possibly Mediterranean Europe.

"Regarding your identity and participation, I must first explain the nature of the world in which you find yourself. This is not, as you no doubt imagined, reality. Rather, it is a parallel realm, created through a highly potent and time-consuming ritual. Indeed, it is a work of magecraft approaching the realm of True Magic. When I speak of organizing the Holy Grail War, I do so because it was I who conducted this ritual.
You see, the summoning of the Holy Grail is an art that is no longer possible in reality. Thanks to the efforts of some highly determined anti-establishment members of the Mages' Association, all traces of the mystery facilitating the Holy Grail War were destroyed. It was only by creating an alternate realm, modeled on the past, that I was able to retrieve the technique. It is this artificial world which you now inhabit.
Now, moving on to your selection, and why I first needed to explain the nature of this world. I did not select you or your six opponents specifically. Instead, I brought to this world a random assortment of 1,050 inhabitants of developed nations around the world which regularly produce mages. I then spread these contestants through seven cities, identical to that in which you awoke. These cities provided the preliminary round of the tournament, in which the tasks were to survive, find a Place of Purity where they could obtain a Servant, and escape the city as it was destroyed. Although thirty of these initial contestants succeeded in surviving and escaping, the Grail War needs only seven participants. The rest of the survivors will be... backup, I suppose. Potential replacement Masters.
Now, I believe that covers all of your questions. Are you ready to go forth and obtain your wish?"

You want to have done with it and say goodbye to Cid. You really, truly are absolutely fed up with his droning, monotonous voice and smug manner. There is one more detail nagging at you, though, and you can't finish the conversation until you get an answer.
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"Not quite. There's something wrong with that setup: the coins. When I woke up here, I had five coins, and they were consumed by a goblet; I assume that thing, and the church it was in, are the 'place of purity' you're referring to, but that doesn't make sense. Matsuda and Ogawara didn't have coins; how would they have gotten Servants, if they were potential Masters?"

Cid smiles, like a teacher whose favorite student has volunteered an important answer.

"That's right, the coins. Good catch. There were only enough to summon seven Servants; as I said, the War needs no more. However, money does change hands quite often, doesn't it? I'll tell you now, you are the only one of the seven Masters who woke up here with the necessary funds to obtain a Servant. As to how the others got them... I'll leave it to your imagination."

Before you can think of a reply, Cid has signalled Assassin to release Matsuda, turned on his heel, and retreated into the shadows of the forest. He leaves one more piece of advice behind him:

"Keep heading North, young man! It's there, in the eighth city, that you'll find the War!"

What do you do?

>[ ] Head North, as Cid suggested. (Duty)

>[ ] Talk to Caster (Write In) (Attribute dependent on subject)

>[ ] Talk to Matsuda (Write In) (Attribute dependent on subject)
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>>3330186
>[ ] Talk to Matsuda ("I'm going to fight. Do you want to come?")
>[ ] Talk to Caster ("Was he lying at all?" "What could you get out of Assassin?")
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>>3330186
>[ ] Talk to Matsuda
>Pull out Ogawara for this too
“The reality of the matter here is that, by following me, your life will be in danger do to the nature of this competition. Are you willing to accept that?”
Or something along those lines at least. Failing to eliminate this servant due to the presence of lessers is.... mildly bothersome to one such as ourself.
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>>3330233
>Ogawara
>I forgot about Ogawara
>Legitimately just forgot he was there, didn't think of him at all while writing this
I now know how it feels to be a failure of a QM
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>>3330244
Poor guy is forgettable by nature, and we did basically throw him into the bushes for this encounter. It’s a reasonable mistake. If anything, it’s a testament to your ability to stay IC!
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>>3330233
>do to the
I have a typo in every damned writein I make, I swear on my life
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Reminder, I'm still looking for someone to archive the last thread. Anyone?
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>>3330233
This is actually a very important point to consider before proceeding.
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>>3330216
>>3330233
Both of these, basically. Ask Caster those questions and ask Ogawara and Matsuda if they still want to join us.
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>>3330316
Alright, if nobody's opposed I'm going to lock that in as the player consensus and start writing.
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>>3330301
I don't know if it's ideal, but I'm pretty sure archived.moe archives everything automatically.
https://archived.moe/qst/thread/3319225/
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>>3330341
Interesting. All the other multi-thread quests use suptg, so I figured that was the way to go. Unfortunately, I'm not sure how to set the thing up.
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>>3330216
What do you mean by "What could you get out of Assassin?" Normally I'd assume that meant interrogation, but that's obviously not what's happening here.
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>>3330353
I think I archived it right in suptg
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>>3330353
Suptg is a tradition dating back to the earliest quests, back in the primidorial days of teegee and the prime days of the chans. It’s actually quite simple to archive there: go to this link http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/requestqstinterface.html?

And fill out the form provided. I suggest looking through the archive and emulating the formats of quests well into their 30th thread.
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>>3330383
Looked it up; you did indeed, thanks!
>>3330386
Thank you for pointing that out! I got to that page, and somehow only read the manual archival instructions, because I am a moron! From this point on, I'll use the request form.
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>>3330362
By that I meant "What could you figure out about Assassin during the fight?"
Basically, what does Circe have to say about Assassin beyond "sneaky and stabby"?
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As the priest fades from view, you reflect on what he's said. It's a lot to take in, and it's more than a little difficult to believe. An omnipotent wish-granting device that can only be summoned in an artificial reality? You'd certainly have called him insane a few days ago, but now, after battling animate skeletons and watching Caster at her work, you have a much harder time denying anything.

Caster. Your mind reeling, you fix on her. She's your Servant, and a powerful magus; she should be able to help you work out whether anything the priest was saying is true.

"Caster, did what he said seem true to you? It's bizarre, to say the least. Was he lying?"

"We~ell," she hesitates before answering, "it does all seem very odd. Even when I was alive, magi didn't go around creating their own worlds. Still, I'd say he was telling the truth; at least as far as he believes. I've spent a lot of time with liars, and I've learned pretty well how to spot a lie. As far as that priest is concerned, he was giving you the Gods' own truth."

"I see," you respond, tone grim. It's not the kind of definite answer you were hoping for, and Cid didn't display any incredible world-shaping powers. What if he's just a maniac who found out your name through some other means? Caster said he didn't lie, but it's not as if he specifically stated how he learned your name, and that's the most impressive ability he demonstrated.

At any rate, it's not a question you can answer definitely right now. You may as well operate on the assumption that what he said was at least partially true; there are six other Masters, and another city to the North that will serve as the battleground. For the sake of the unknown desire within you, you'll seek after the Grail, whether it's real or not.

"One other thing," you continue, shifting topics from the priest, "What could you tell about Assassin from the fight?"

"Not much," Caster declares bluntly. "He seems to be a fairly weak heroic spirit; there was relatively little energy animating him. He did have a lot of it clinging to him, though, as if he's under some kind of powerful passive effect. In terms of his actual combat ability, you saw the whole thing; he was a trivial enemy."

"Oh, that's right!" Caster brightens, remembering anothe subject, "This has to do with what Cid said, as well as Assassin's abilities. Assassins usually have an ability called Presence Concealment, which allows them to hide from other Servants. This one wasn't using it when we ran into him, though, which certainly implies that the decision to attack was a spur-of-the-moment thing."

"Interesting." That certainly does hold the whole 'lost control of Assassin' story together, although it doesn't do anything for the rest of Cid's spiel.

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>>3330728
Also, does Assassin look a bit like this?
That would imply that he's a Hoplite, so he might be from the Trojan War.
If he's Greek, Circe might recognize him.
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>>3330772
>He seems to be a fairly weak heroic spirit; there was relatively little energy animating him.
So he's a C-lister hero, or has Uncrowned Arms Mastership.
>He did have a lot of it clinging to him, though, as if he's under some kind of powerful passive effect.
A skill or NP? Circe couldn't tell a lot about him, so maybe he has something like Helm of Hidden Infidelity, or she just didn't see much during the fight.
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>>3330797
I'm still writing the continuation of this scene, but I'll take a moment here to say this.
She didn't see much. Assassin spent 90% of the fight at the bottom of the lake.
There are several details that differ a fair amount from that art, but the spear and tunic are somewhat correct. More detail in a bit.
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Having made your resolve to fight, you turn to Matsuda and Ogawara, who's finally crawled out of the bushes now that he's certain the danger is gone. These two are problematic. They're baggage, of a sort. As a natural leader, you already feel it's your responsibility to keep them safe, but in this War that could mean your own death. And so, you mentally prepare a statement that will prepare them for the danger to come and send them away if they aren't resolved to face it.

"You two, I have to tell you this. If you continue to follow me, your lives will be put in danger due to the nature of this competition. According to that priest, there are six other Masters, with Servants as powerful as Caster, all looking to kill me. I can't promise I'll always be able to protect you; Matsuda, your experience just now made that painfully clear. I want you to know that if you decide to part ways with me here, I won't hold it against you. Knowing all that, will you still follow me?"

The two stare at you for a long moment, caught between the possibilities. Matsuda is the first to speak, putting a scarred hand on your shoulder.

"Kaichou, you've saved my life twice since we showed up here. Four times, if ya count when missy over there saved the lot o' us from those skeletons. When that bastard had his knife to my throat, you knew it might mean yer own death if ya gave up. But ya still did, 'cause ya didn't want ta see me dead. That's how a real man leads, Kaichou. How a real badass leads. If I left ya here an' never paid ya back, I'd be tha shame o' Cromartie High."

Matsuda pats you heavily on the shoulder, which is probably the closest he can get to a hug. Then he turns to Ogawara, waiting for the smaller boy's response. Ogawara trembles, manifestly feeling the effects, not only of the battle, but also of Matsuda's declaration. Finally he opens his mouth to speak.

"Th-th-th-th-tha-" Matsuda falters again and again on the first syllable, finally stopping and taking a deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment to try and dispell his omnipresent nervous tension.
"That's a-absurd, Yumigawa-san!" When he finally gets the nerve up to speak, Ogawara practically shouts his resolve. "This is amazing; it's exactly the kind of thing I used to, ah, to watch in anime, or act out in g-games! You don't, um. You don't think I'd really w-want to go back h-home, do you? I, I, I want to be a p-part of this War! I'll keep following you e-even if it means, well, even, ah, e-e-even if I could die!"

So, Ogawara is resolved as well. You're not sure how to feel about the dedication these two are showing. On the one hand, it's heartening to know they're so loyal, but on the other you remain worried over the potential for them to end up as liabilities. As you're pondering the future course of your small squadron in this War, Matsuda speaks up.

(Continued)
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"Look, Kaichou. I didn't get a chance to say this 'til now. Things just didn't seem quite right with everythin' goin' on, but now we've got a minute, and well..." He's being uncharacteristically hesitant, piquing your curiosity. What could have the stalwart Matsuda so spooked?

"Look, you just oughta take a look at yer reflection in that lake, alright?"

Behind Matsuda, you can see Ogawara nodding frantically, and looking... anticipatory? It's true that you haven't seen your reflection since you appeared in this world, but what about your appearance could trigger this kind of response in the two? Going along with matters, you walk over to the lake, which has returned to its pre-battle calm. Leaning over and peering at yourself, you see...

"GAH!"

What the hell was that! You fall backwards in shock, stumbling into a seated position on the ground! In the water you saw yourself... changed. You look again, hoping it was an illusion or momentary trick of the light, but no such luck. Your hair and skin have both become pure white; unnaturally so, as if sculpted from marble. Your eyes have changed as well, becoming a deep wine-red. Besides this upheaval of coloration, your features seem to have shifted subtly, becoming sharper and more prominent. The structure of your face has a commanding, regal air to it that was never there before, as if some inner spirit of command has manifested to reshape your profile.

Utterly shocked, you turn to Matsuda and shout, "When did that happen? How long have I been like that?" Even as the words leave your lips, though, you have the sinking feeling that you know.
As if to confirm your suspicions, it's Caster, not Matsuda, who next speaks up.
"You've looked like that at least since I first saw you, Master. Did something happen? You used to have a different face, is that it?"

You'd normally be unnerved by the accuracy of her guess, but that's not what's on your mind now, as Matsuda sheepishly answers your question.

"Ta be honest, Kaichou, ya changed while ya were out, in that church. It was tha craziest thing, just watchin' yer face flow and change like that. I thought ya were dead, 'til ya woke up; it was Ogawara who said we had ta stay behind, and that ye'd be sure ta pull through."

Sure enough, the change came over you during that strange dream. You wouldn't have guessed that "directing the power within" would shift your appearance, though.

At any rate, it seems there's nothing more to do in the clearing. Do you...

>[ ] Head North, to the Eighth City (Write in any notes on formation, plans, or other aspects of how you travel)

>[ ] Do something else in this glade (I really can't imagine what you'd do here, but I wanted to give you folks an option after all these sequential posts.)
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>>3330860
>[ ] Head North, to the Eighth City (Write in any notes on formation, plans, or other aspects of how you travel)

Matsuda, us, ogawara, caster. At a moderate pace. While tal ko ingredients tactics with matsuda and caster.

Have we been told about what command seals actually do? Also if we are not a mage how effective/efficient is caster?
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>>3330900
>While tal ko ingredients

Is ment to be while talking about
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>>3330773
While I'm waiting for more votes on the next course of action, I'll address this. The spear is generally on that model, as is the tunic.
I'm a bit iffy on that short-sword. It looks like a gladius, but the rest of the soldier's appearance marks him as a Greek hoplite, and the gladius didn't make it out of Iberia until the Romans adopted the weapon.
At any rate, Assassin has no cape or shield, and his helmet doesn't have a horsehair brush. It's completely made out of bronze, ornamented with cast animal forms; pouncing lions on either side of the head and an eagle's upper body and head rising from the temple.
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>>3331026
Interesting. However since I am not a history buff I will look to other anons to help solve who the servant is.
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>>3330860
Support: >>3330900
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>>3331026
>As a secondary weapon, hoplites are known to have carried a short sword known as the xiphos
It's a xiphos.
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>>3330860
Supporting >>3330900
As I recall, we know command spells tie masters to servants, but not what they do beyond that. Caster has yet to complain about her supply, and didn't even know we weren't a mage at first, so we might have been given some solid magic circuits by the cup. The fact that we look like an Einzbern homunculus now also suggests that.

We should probably use this chance to ask if Caster can buff us and our crew.
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>>3331069
Good point. I didn't even consider half of them.
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>[X] Head North. Matsuda and Yumigawa will be in front with Ogawara and Caster in the rear. Discuss tactics and buffing possibilities with Caster.

WRITING...
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If we've got a decent number of players on right now, I'd like to read your opinions on Cid's speech, and the general course of the quest. Any thoughts are fine. I'll be writing up the travel update for a bit.
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>>3331094
I like the quest, it is intriguing. When and how hard can we punch CID? Also his speech was informative but I felt he was intentionally being purposely vague about some things.
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>>3331094
I want Circe to transform him into a pig.
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>>3331094
The quest feels like we're finally about to get the ball rolling, which is exciting. You've done a nice job so far of balancing Fate's large exposition dumps with action to keep things interesting, so in that regard I'd say the whole encounter with Cid was a success. Cid is also an asshole and I don't trust him half as far as we can throw him.
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You're not sure you've quite gotten over the shock of your new appearance, but you don't have time to just stand around in this forest. Daylight is slipping by you, and you'll have to get to the new city early if you want to find a decent base of operations and set up shop. As everyone's in agreement about following the priest's advice, there's reason to delay any longer.

Fortunately, a road heading North continues on the other end of the clearing. The four of you make your way around the edge of the lake to it, and set out into the forest once again. Unlike the last road, though, this one is made up of wooden half-logs, cut to provide a flat surface, laid down at regular intervals over the grass, and held down with metal bars, similar to a railroad; the track isn't actually sturdy enough to function as one, though. The soil underneath is swampy enough that some kind of covering is necessary for easy progress, but you're left wondering why it wasn't possible to lay down pavement or cobblestones, when stone had previously been so ubiquitous.

The path between the trees is just wide enough for two to walk abreast, so you head forward with Matsuda and yourself in front of Ogawara and Caster. As you walk, you can't help wondering how you'll go about fighting the War. Caster had a good showing against Assassin, but she also said he was a relatively weak Servant. Curious for her opinion on the matter, you turn to address her.

"Caster, what are your thoughts on our tactics in the Holy Grail War? Going into a free-for-all against six radically different enemies... to be honest, I don't have any good ideas as to a course of action."
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The sorceress had previously been looking subdued during the silent march, but brightens up in response to your question. "Actually, Master, when it comes to tactics you can consider yourself blessed to have summoned me! To tell you the truth, most of history's heroes weren't well-suited to planning. Those muscle-heads will probably just wander around the city, looking for enemies, and call it a 'patrol'. Can you imagine fighting something they call a War in such a brainless way? Kyahahaha~!" After letting out a peal of laughter at the expected stupidity of her foes, Caster continues, growing serious as she expands on her own intentions.
"Anyway, my plan is to begin by examining the leylines of the city where we'll be fighting. That will allow me to find the place where the most power is concentrated and establish my Temple there. That's one of the abilities of a Caster, Territory Creation; we can establish an area where our magical powers are enhanced significantly, and use it to draw the ambient magical energy of the earth into our own magecraft. Of course, that's not to say the energy you're supplying me with now is insufficient. In fact, there's plenty of it! I'd never have guessed you aren't a magus if you hadn't confessed to me. Still, being able to collect more energy is always the best thing for a Servant.
Once I've established my Temple, all I have to do is continuously fortify the place with traps! Since magic used within my Temple will keep getting stronger the longer I keep the territory established, it'll eventually become quite impregnable. At that point, all we need to do is send out some of my familiars to draw the enemy Servants to us."

It's certainly a powerful strategy, but you can't help feeling it's a bit passive. What will you do if someone else is already established at the place where the leylines yield the most power, and what's your role in this plan of hers, for that matter? Picking your words carefully, you reply.

"That's certainly a very detailed plan, Caster, but I wonder if it doesn't have some room for improvement. What am I supposed to be doing while all this is going on, for example?"

Caster immediately begins to pout at having her plan criticized, and starts to address your point with, "We~ll..." but you roll over her, trying to get your own suggestion in before the witch can come up with another option.

"I've seen that you empower your familiars with magecraft. Perhaps you could enchant the three of us similarly? Matsuda and I did succeed in fighting a few skeletons before we met you, but compared to Servants, our physical capabilities just don't seem sufficient."

Caster brightens again at the idea. "Ooh, that would be fun! You know, changing the body is really my forte! Once we get my Temple established, I'll start brewing up a medicine that will have you boys fighting on par with heroes in no time!"

Roll d100
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Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>3331178
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Rolled 89 (1d100)

>>3331178
Dice goes please be good to me.
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Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>3331178
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>>3331178
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Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>3331213
>>3331178
I forgot the die lmao
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As you and Caster have been discussing the tactics of the war, you've covered a fair amount of ground, and the trees are thinning. The soil has dried out as well, and the path of planks has been replaced by a beaten dirt track. Thick underbrush has given way to waist-high, bright green grass, and it isn't long before you exit the forest entirely, to see a wide expanse of tall grass and rolling hills on either side of the path. A breeze flows over the hills, rustling the grass in great waves, and keeping the heat of the now exposed sun from being too intense.

As you continue down the path, hours pass, and the sun rises high into, and then begins to traverse, the dome of blue sky above; it's gotten to be early afternoon by now, and the heat is beating down on the four of you, the morning's breeze no more than a fond memory. It's amazing the difference trees make; the temperature has to be 10 or 15 degrees higher than it was in the forest, though it's still more comfortable than the atmosphere in the infernal city.

You strain your eyes on the horizon, hoping to make out the faint appearance of your destination, but have no such luck. Hills obscure your view to either side of the path, and it must curve somewhere up ahead. In that direction as well, your eyes are met only by the sloping expanse of pale green foliage.

While visual investigation yields nothing, however, your ears do pick up the faint and distant sound of an argument; one side berates with high, feminine tones, while the other sounds low and resigned.

"Ugh! This heat is intolerable! Absolutely ridiculous! How far did that ridiculous priest say it was to the Eighth City, again?"

"Master, it's hardly so warm as the last place we were. Shouldn't this come as a relief to your dainty sensibilities?"

"That's not what I asked, you mannerless ox! How did you ever become a king without learning how to treat a lady?"

"I don't need to answer that, Mistress. Anyway, look there. The city's off in the distance, you can see it now we've crested the hill."

"Well, thank goodness the goal is finally in sight, at least! If I'd known I would be compelled to march like a common soldier over hill and dale, I would have..."


The voices begin to fade, becoming unintelligible. You can still hear where they're coming from, though, somewhere off to your the Northeast. Curious, you quietly move up a hill to your right, crouching to look through the grass for your fellow travelers. Sure enough, you can see two moving figures in the distance. Astounded again at how your sight has improved, you can actually make out a fair amount of detail.
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>Rolled 89

Taking the lead is a young woman, around your own age, with heavy blonde curls and an ornate blue dress, possibly silk. She shields herself from the sun with a white parasol. At her side walks an older man, wearing a black cuirass with gold ornamentation, similar boots, and white trousers protected by a segmented waist-guard. He carries a large cloth sack tied to the end of a strangely hooked spear, and slung over one shoulder. In his other hand he carries a bronze helmet, evidently removed due to the heat, and its absence allows his short, wavy hair to blow loosely in the slight breeze.

Do you...

>[ ] Approach the pair, making your presence known. (Pride/Duty)

>[ ] Ambush them. (Self-Preservation/Duty)

>[ ] Ignore them, continuing on your way. (Self-Preservation)
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>>3331223
>[ ] Approach the pair, making your presence known. (Pride/Duty)

After telling matsuda and ogawara to be ready to run back into the forest if things go south.

I want to attempt to be friendly, but if she is too much trouble I am prepared to cut this meeting short.
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>>3331223
>>[ ] Approach the pair, making your presence known. (Pride/Duty)

Consider it as sort of a more direct recon.
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>>3331241
I do want to point out I am hoping if we talk to her it's more duty then pride.

Cant out pride the ojou.
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>>3331246
To be clear, the traits in parentheses are your motivations. So, you talk to her because you're too proud to set up an ambush and you see it as your duty to engage with the other Masters.
You'd ambush because you see it as your duty to defeat the other Masters, and it's safer than a head-on fight for self-preservation.
Ignoring them, obviously, is the cowardly option for self-preservation only.
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>[X] Approach the pair, making your presence known. (Pride/Duty)

Looks like it's time for everyone's favorite game show...

Dueling Egos!
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>>3331264
Ah. Ok, I better understand what those are now.

>>3331268
What's the top prize?
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>>3331278
The respect of your peers and the moral high ground.
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>>3331284
Well...I guess that will have to do.
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>>3331287
There used to be a $24,000 cash prize, but Ed McMann made off with it.
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>>3331291
So in other words new target acquired.
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>>3331223
>[ ] Approach the pair, making your presence known. (Pride/Duty)
hoo boy this is gonna be fun
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Deciding to approach the pair, you begin by cautioning Matsuda and Ogawara, "I'm going to greet those two, but stay ready. If this turns into a fight, run. Diplomacy isn't always received in the same spirit it's offered, after all."

Having said your piece, you stand up and start walking across the hills towards the potential other Master. As you walk, Caster begins chanting quietly, making some kind of magical preparations for the battle; the head of her staff is filled with light, but you're not sure what the precise purpose is.
As you get closer to the pair of strangers, you call out to them in the hopes that they'll shorten your walk. The girl doesn't react, but the soldier seems to hear you. He bends down and mutters something in the girl's ear, and before long she's turned, and is heading straight for you.

The six of you meet at the crest of a hill midway between your respective original positions. The soldier, presumably Lancer, has his spear raised in a defensive posture, having laid the bag down by his feet. His opposite number, Caster, has filled her staff with charged energy, ready to launch the explosive destruction of her spells at any moment. The tension between the two of them is palpable.

The girl, on the other hand, seems quite oblivious to the dangerous atmosphere. She raises herself up to her full (unimpressive) height, levels an accusatory finger at you and demands, "Just who are you, and what do you want with me?"

You have to resist a chuckle at this display of utterly unfounded pride. Suppressing your mirth, however, you respond with an air of calm composure. "I could ask you the same question, miss. You walked over to me, after all." The girl's face reddens, but before she can let out an indignant outburst, you continue. "You needn't worry, though, I'll answer instead. My name is Yumigawa Rushorou, and I am the Master of Caster, here." You indicate Caster with a gesture. "Now, I can guess you're another Master, but I think your introduction is in order."

Flustered, the girl takes a half-step back before rallying. "Hmph! That's right, as is obvious, I am the Master of Lancer. And I'll warn you now, if you do anything foolish, he can have your head before that Caster of yours can fire off a spell!" In silent response, Lancer shifts his stance, ready to strike at any time.

Now it's your turn to be flustered, and you rapidly try to resolve the situation. You know from your experience seeing Assassin in motion that Lancer, if he's faster than the 'weak servant,' probably could cut you down faster than Caster could protect you.

"Woah, hang on," you implore, raising your hands in a conciliatory gesture. "I don't want to fight you, just to talk. No need to do anything drastic."

You wait for a moment, before Lancer leans over and mutters to the girl, "He's not lying. Really is just here to talk," before raising his spear into a more relaxed stance.
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Seeming mollified by this course of events, the girl continues in a calmer tone. "Ahem. Yes, I was introducing myself. I am Truvietianne Edelfelt, greatest prodigy in 13 generations of the ancient and mighty Edelfelt house! You have my permission to kneel, if the realization of my station has overtaken you. Indeed, I would welcome prostration. I need a proper servant in this hostile climate, especially with this failure of an attendant dogging at my heels."

You remain solidly standing, having never so much as heard of the Edelfelts before today. Before you can formulate a response, though, Lancer has beaten you to it, seizing the opportunity to insult his Master.

"A failure, am I? Well, I suppose it wouldn't be surprising for an unfit noble with no subordinates to summon an unfit servant."

"How dare you!" Truvietianne almost squeaks in shock, "to say such a thing! It over-tops even your prior insults! Must I shoot you down again?"

Lancer, however, remains unmoved. "Go ahead, missy. Your curses have no more sting than a blunt arrow, as far as I'm concerned."

This, apparently, is the straw that breaks Truvietianne's self-restraint. She briskly marches up to Lancer and delivers a sharp kick to the nether regions, sending him crumpling to the ground. As the unfortunate Servant writhes in masculine pain, she levels a dainty finger at him and chants a short incantation, patterns on her forearm lighting up as she does so. Before long, a tiny bolt of darkness issues from her sleeve to strike Lancer's forehead, multiplying his suffering.

How do you respond?

>[ ] "I think that's enough of that, Miss Edelfelt."

>[ ] "Putting aside the conflict between you and your Servant, I'd like to propose a partnership. I'm sure it would be useful in the coming war."

>[ ] "Caster, is that a different variety of magecraft from what you use? It looks rather... diminutive."

>[ ] Something else? (Write in)
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>>3331337
>>[ ] "Putting aside the conflict between you and your Servant, I'd like to propose a partnership. I'm sure it would be useful in the coming war."
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>>3331337
>[ ] "I think that's enough of that, Miss Edelfelt."
>[ ] "Putting aside the conflict between you and your Servant, I'd like to propose a partnership. I'm sure it would be useful in the coming war."
>[ ] "By the way, Caster, was that a different variety of magecraft from what you use? It looked rather... diminutive."
Certain to irritate her, at least slightly, since it's us saying it.
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>>3331337
>[ ] "Putting aside the conflict between you and your Servant, I'd like to propose a partnership. I'm sure it would be useful in the coming war."
Caster + Lancer combo would be pretty good if we can get along.
Also while Caster knows Age of Gods magic and can teach us the basics, the Edelfelt here can teach us how modern magic is done if we're lucky.
Also I'm betting that Assassin is gonna be Paris maybe.
If so we'll need to watch out for an overpowered NP, possibly instant kill, possibly defence ignoring.
He killed Achilles after all.
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>>3331347
>Also I'm betting that Assassin is gonna be Paris maybe.
Paris was an archer in life, because he was a total pussy, while Assassin is apparently a spearman; furthermore, Paris was known for his handsomeness, but Assassin's face wasn't described at all.
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>>3331337
>[ ] "Caster, is that a different variety of magecraft from what you use? It looks rather... diminutive." (Quietly if possible.)
Then after a few moments
>[ ] "Putting aside the conflict between you and your Servant, I'd like to propose a partnership. I'm sure it would be useful in the coming war."


After all it would be arrogant to say
>[ ] "I think that's enough of that, Miss Edelfelt
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>>3331356
>After all it would be arrogant
Who do you think we are?
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>>3331363
A nice, pleasant, good child?
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>>3331355
Assassin was wearing a mask; that's how you know he's a real Assassin-class Servant.

Also, I've been forgetting to post this, but STATUS UPDATED
I've added information to the status sheet in the OP over the course of this thread. In future, I'll try to remember to add the notifier to the update where Yumigawa actually learns the thing.
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>>3331363
There's a time and a place for arrogance.
It's not during the possible formation of a partnership, however.
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>[X] Team up, with a dash of arrogance.

Roll me some d20s, folks.
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Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>3331376
sigh
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>>3331366
>Assassin (Administrative)
Cid's just a retard for not using a Ruler
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>>3331381
There are several reasons why a Ruler-class servant wouldn't work for his purposes. Think on the subject, and I'm sure you'll come up with them.
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>3331376
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>>3331382
So he's going for the grail himself?
Perhaps he's teamed up with another master...
Also most Rulers are moralfags.
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Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>3331376
Watch my 1
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>3331376
Good morning roll.
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>3331376
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Everyone, I am just too tired to finish this update now. It's 3:30am here, and I need some sleep. I'll get up and post the next update in a few hours.
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Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>3331376
Late roll, just to see.
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If we do manage a team up then we might be able to find some radios or something in the next city, hopefully.
Magi are worthless with technology and it's an incredibly easy way to communicate.
Alternatively, we've got Caster so we can probably ask her to make something like that.
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>>3331405
(Magical communication items though, not actual radios.)
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>>3331405
>Magi are worthless with technology
um ok sure
>Alternatively, we've got Caster so we can probably ask her to make something like that.
Why don't we just get some radios and make them into Mystic Codes?
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>>3331408
We don't know the state of the next city
If it's in ruins we're out of luck.
If it's just abandoned or is populated we'll be fine.
Also there's a chance that she'll mess up and leave the WalkieTalkie/Radio broadcasting when talking to Lancer if she's planning a betrayal.
I hope we can get along though.
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>>3331367
The time and place for arrogance is all times when it won’t get us killed anon
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>>3331716
So you mean a time where the person we're talking with can't say "Lancer, kill him" and have us impaled before Caster can do anything?
We're arrogant sure, but we know the value of good first impressions.
Especially with death being a possibility.
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>>3331408
>Magi are worthless with technology
A well known fact. Truvietianne will probably be unable to use a phone, and I wouldn't be too confident about her ability to use a radio. Our best bet for communication would probably be to rely on Caster's Tool Creation A+
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Oh man, "A few hours" turned into 9. At least I'm well-rested now.

>Rolled 18

This girl is... something else. You can hardly believe you're watching someone fail so utterly to get along with their Servant, the one entity supposed to be totally loyal. You let out an involuntary sigh of disappointment, to whisper to Caster, "Was that a different variety of magecraft from what you use? It looks rather... diminutive."

Caster is visibly gratified to see you've noticed her superiority, and makes no effort to restrain her own voice. "Fu~fun. Of course it was a different type! You don't think some little girl using modern magecraft could possibly match the powers of a legendary enchantress such as myself, do you?"

This earns you a furious look from Truvietianne, and you half-wonder if she'll turn her 'curse' on you next. Before she can, though, you quickly seize upon a plan to change the dynamic of the situation. Right now your group all stands about five feet from the girl and her Servant, but you walk directly to her, projecting a confidence that, honestly, is all bluff; the magical formations on her arm are still glowing, and you have the feeling things could go wrong at any moment.
All the same, you get close enough to look down into her eyes, using your superior height (and newfound looks) for a psychological advantage. You consider putting a hand on her shoulder or waist, but decide that would be pushing it too far for a first meeting.
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Keeping your voice cool and collected by force of will, you suggest, "Let's put our Servants aside for the moment; I can see you and I are both used to a more refined sort of manners than they show."
Already, the girl is softening. Implying you have the same sort of absurd discord with your servant she does was clearly the way to go. With her mood improved a bit, you press on to your real goal.

"I'd like to propose a partnership between you and I, to be established now, while we remain outside the city that's to be our arena. The affinity between Lancer and Caster is obvious, and I would be honored to work alongside such a manifestly talented magus as yourself."

Now for the clincher. You lean in even closer, bringing your face almost to hers, and whisper, "Does that Servant of yours really seem like a man you can rely on? Walk beside me, and we'll seize victory together."

Truvietianne's face is, at this point, reddening slightly, although her expression makes it unclear whether she's angry or embarassed. Despite having Lancer as an attendant, she's clearly quite unused to spending time around young men, and she rapidly backs off, pushing you away from her at the same time. Having regained her distance, she breathes for a moment before giving you a hard stare, presumably looking for faults.

"...V-very well. Although I'm unsure whether it's wise to remain around such a dubious gentleman as yourself, I can agree to your alliance. This is supposedly a rather chaotic battle, after all; a group of two collaborators could be a rather potent force."

After a brief pause, the girl continues, "However! Know that I will not tolerate any more of such forward behaviour from you! While I can understand the spell my beauty may place on a man, I am far above the reach of one such as you, an anonymous wanderer of no known background!"

As Truvietianne finishes her declaration, silence descends again. How do you respond?

>[ ] "I'm glad you see the important roll an alliance can play here. Now, let's move on to the Eighth City." (Pride)

>[ ] "I'm sure this alliance will benefit us both greatly. Now, in that spirit, why don't you tell me about your Servant? What can Lancer do?" (Self-Preservation)

>[ ] "Oh, I almost forgot. The two others with me are Matsuda-kun and Ogawara-kun. They're other survivors of my city, and we're working together. I guess you could call them my attendants." (Compassion)

>[ ] Something else? (Write in)
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>[ ] "Oh, I almost forgot. The two others with me are Matsuda-kun and Ogawara-kun. They're other survivors of my city, and we're working together. I guess you could call them my attendants." (Compassion)

Smug internally.
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>>3332556
>[ ] "Oh, I almost forgot. The two others with me are Matsuda-kun and Ogawara-kun. They're other survivors of my city, and we're working together. I guess you could call them my attendants." (Compassion)
Haha, we have subordinates and she doesn't, despite her noble status.
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>>3332556
>[ ] "Oh, I almost forgot. The two others with me are Matsuda-kun and Ogawara-kun. They're other survivors of my city, and we're working together. I guess you could call them my attendants." (Compassion)
Can't forget to introduce our boys, now can we?
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You dodged the option with a die-roll. Good for you!
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Rolled 19, 1, 3 = 23 (3d20)

>>3332672
Let's just see if we would've managed to dead end somehow had we not dodged.
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>>3332672
Pardon my apprehensiveness, seeing that come from you.
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>>3332680
We missed a tiger dojo bros....
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>>3332680
Man that's uh.
Man.
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Excellent, you've gained an ally. Now that this situation has been dealt with, you can continue to...
Wait. There's something you forgot. Matsuda and Ogawara! They've just been standing there, spectating this whole conversation!

Attempting to salvage things, you indicate the two of them with a sweeping hand and explain to Truvietianne, "Oh, I almost forgot. The two others with me are Matsuda-kun and Ogawara-kun. They're other survivors from my city, and we're working together now." Lowering your voice, so only the girl can hear, you continue, "I guess you could call them my attendants," and let out an embarrassed chuckle.

Truvietianne arches a perfect eyebrow; "Oh? You made common cause with the rabble that was around you in that inferno? I must admit I'm shocked. I simply made sure they stayed well away from me, and exited the place as quickly as possible."

Passing a lace handkerchief over her brow, she changes the subject. "Now, if we're quite done being introduced, Yumigawa-kun, let us move on to the Eighth City. I really cannot stand the heat of this wilderness any longer. We must get to some shelter soon."

"Very well then," you assent, "Let's go."

With your group now swelled to six members, the lot of you continue on towards the Eighth City. From the pace you're making, it seems as if you'll arrive by mid-afternoon. As you walk, you...

>[ ] Go on in silence, keeping your thoughts to yourself. (Pride)

>[ ] Talk with Truvietianne (Write in)

>[ ] Talk with Caster (Write in)

>[ ] Talk with Matsuda and Ogawara (Write in)

>[ ] Talk with Lancer (Write in)
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>>3332713
>>[ ] Talk with Matsuda and Ogawara (Write in)

What do you think of this arrangement so far?
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>>3332713
>[ ] Talk with Caster
“So are all old mages superior to the new, or are you just a special case?”
EXPOSITION
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>>3332713
>[ ] Talk with Truvietianne (Write in)
"Have you also met that priest? Cid Ajisartous, he called himself. He claims to be the organiser of this war yet has his own servant. I'm concerned he has ulterior motives as his Servant is an Assassin and attacked me and Caster upon seeing us, even if he claimed it was a misunderstanding."
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Three options, locked in a brutal deadlock.
Only one can leave the circle.
The western sun beats down, sweat forming on the competitors' brows, but they don't dare blink.
When a man blinks in a standoff, it's all over.
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>>3332713
>>3332748
Time to end this.
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>>3332748
>>3332924
>[X] Talk with Truvietianne about Cid (Self-Preservation)

WRITING...
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>>3332939
... and OP was never read from again.
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Sorry, some stuff came up IRL. Had to go for a bit. I am back and writing now, though.
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Also, I'm trying to get the full profiles, NPs, etc for all the Servants worked out at the same time as doing the quest updates proper, which is making me a bit scattered.
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As you make your way towards the Eighth City, you can't help but wonder about what Cid might have said to the other contestants. Did you all hear the same story, or were there some differences? He certainly didn't seem eager to volunteer information, despite his lengthy answers to the questions you posed. You have the feeling there was plenty left out, simply because you didn't ask about it.
Turning to Truvietianne, you resolve to get the information you need, or at least some part of it, from her. You know she spoke with Cid, after all, from her earlier discussion with Lancer. It probably wouldn't be a good idea to let her find out you were listening in, though.

"Miss Edelfelt," you begin, "Have you encountered a priest since coming here?"

Truvietianne looks irritated at the question, or perhaps at the priest's memory. "Yes, I did. I've never liked those fellows from the Holy Church, and this one certainly did nothing to change my mind. He called himself Ajisartous, and had a very superior attitude. Still, I suppose we owe him some small degree of gratitude for reviving the Holy Grail War."

Interesting response. It certainly seems she ran into the same person you did, and if Truvietianne is familiar with the Grail War and its supposed dissolution, that lends more credence to what Cid told you.

"Yes, I spoke to the same person. I'm concerned about his neutrality, though. If he's the organizer of this War, why would he have a Servant of his own? An Assassin, too. He attacked Caster and I on sight, and then claimed his Servant had taken action on its own!"

At this revelation, Truvietianne is visibly shocked, covering her mouth with a hand as she gasps.

"He attacked you? With a Servant? But that's... very strange, to be sure. I met him in a prairie outside the city I awoke in, bordering this hilly terrain, and he didn't have any Servant with him then. He just walked up out of the distance and started explaining the circumstances of the War. While I did find his demeanor objectionable, there was nothing that extreme."

So Truvietianne wasn't attacked. In that case, could it be his Servant really did escape his control? Not much you can do to find out more on that subject, though. What about that thing she mentioned, the War being 'revived'?

"You said he 'revived' the War. What do you mean by that?"

"Oh, that's simple," Truvietianne responds, looking happy to expound on a more familiar subject, "Although I'd expect someone with your looks to know already. Did the Einzberns not tell you anything?"

You ignore this remark, and just wait for her to finish her explanation.

"At any rate, during my parents' generation, the Holy Grail War was the most prestigious competition among magi in the Association. There was a faction in the Clock Tower that destroyed the ritual needed to have the War, though, and it's no longer possible. That's all I know, really. I've always admired the War's valiant magi, though."
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>>3333353
>Somebody managed to restart the Grail War despite it being dismantled
ONE JOB RIN
If this IS actually post F/sn I doubt we'll be seeing a Matou (unless the wormy old man is still kicking) or a Tohsaka (Probably) anyway
The Einzbern however? Oh boy, the faction with limitless funding and the ability to make superhuman homunculi aren't to be trifled with.
I like how she assumes we're with the Einzberns thanks to our superior etiquette and total apathy.
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As you're discussing the matter of Cid's explanation with Truvietianne, you crest the last hill and finally come to your destination, the Eighth City. Looking down on it from above, you can see that it's a pristine seaside metropolis, quite unlike the place you were in before.
As you gaze at the towers of steel and polished glass, you find that a strange sense of familiar comfort fills you. It's not your city, you can see that, but it's at least a city.
It's your first time seeing the ocean since arriving in this world as well, and out of the corner of your eye you observe that Caster is gazing wordlessly at the expanse of water.

Matsuda is the first to speak, exclaiming, "Now this looks like we're back home! Finally, a real city again, and one set up special for a brawl too!"

Truvietianne follows suit, declaring, "I just hope we can find some proper accommodations. I've never walked so far in one day in my life, and I'm dying for a shower and bed."

Finally, Ogawara mutters "I-I wonder if the, ah, if the electricity works. It d-d-didn't in the last place, but maybe here, er, there'll be a functioning n-network?"

You give a firm nod. Like the rest, you're heartened by the site of a city that hasn't been ravaged, but you can't keep traces of apprehension from your heart. "Remember," you declare, "before anything else, that place is a battlefield. We should stay on guard."

Only Lancer gives a real response to this, smirking as he says, "Whatever else you may be, boy, you're at least cautious."

As the six of you begin your descent towards the city limits, you reflect on your goals. The first thing you want to do is...

>[ ] Establish a base of operations, as Caster suggested. Defense seems to be her specialty, after all. (Self-Preservation)

>[ ] Go looking for other Masters immediately. Now that you have two Servants together, there's no need to fight defensively. (Pride)

>[ ] Explore the city Cid's made for the battle. This kind of place can't just be normal. (Curiosity)
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>>3333433
She assumes you're with the Einzberns because you look like one of their homunculi.
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>>3333434
>>[ ] Establish a base of operations, as Caster suggested. Defense seems to be her specialty, after all. (Self-Preservation)
I feel like we should keep Ogawara in the base as a sort of intel/tactics guy, not sure if this city will show up on Google Maps though or if there will even be Internet.
Even if we can't do something like that it's still probably better to not have him become a liability in combat.
>>3333444
Interesting. Those dashing good looks and dead uncaring eyes of ours came in somewhat useful.
Up until we meet the actual Einzberns.
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>>3333434
>[ ] Establish a base of operations, as Caster suggested. Defense seems to be her specialty, after all. (Self-Preservation)
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>>3333434
>[ ] Establish a base of operations, as Caster suggested. Defense seems to be her specialty, after all. (Self-Preservation)

>>3333463
Anon, did you miss
>Your hair and skin have both become pure white; unnaturally so, as if sculpted from marble. Your eyes have changed as well, becoming a deep wine-red. Besides this upheaval of coloration, your features seem to have shifted subtly, becoming sharper and more prominent. The structure of your face has a commanding, regal air to it that was never there before, as if some inner spirit of command has manifested to reshape your profile
We look like Ilya chief
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A note, in case it wasn't clear from the image and description.
The Eighth City isn't a medium-small regional city like Fuyuki; it's a Tokyo-style metropolis, both wide and dense.
You can't see the end of it from this hill. It just keeps going past the horizon.
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>>3333485
Huh.
Somehow I completely forgot that happened.
Well, not like our personality doesn't fit.
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Do I need to find a portrait of a male homunculus so you folks can remember what you look like?
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>>3333434
>[ ] Establish a base of operations, as Caster suggested. Defense seems to be her specialty, after all. (Self-Preservation)

>>3333463
Keeping Ogawara off the battlefield is a good idea in general. If the city doesn't have internet or something electronic we can use, we can probably just set him up as Caster's assistant or something.
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By overwhelming majority,
>[X] Establish a base of operations, as Caster suggested. Defense seems to be her specialty, after all. (Self-Preservation)

Roll d20 and d100
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Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>3333535
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Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>3333535
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Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>3333535
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>>3333524
Oh.
Oh no.
I just realized.
>get white hair and red eyes after interacting with a magical cup.
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Rolled 2 (1d100)

>>3333535

>>3333542
Ebin
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Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>3333535
I guess I'll roll the 100.
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Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>3333535
>>3333542
Nice
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>>3333542
No Tiger Dojo for you this time.
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>>3333553
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>>3333563
This is what you get for giving us B rank luck.
That's like, 40x luckier than the average person going by the rather odd parameter rules.
+ temporarily doubles it
E is supposedly 10x average and it goes up in increments of 10 so A = 50.
So C+ > A
The rules are silly.
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>>3333587
You lucked into the grail war, were one of the 7 participants out of 1,050 entrants, and then pulled my favorite Servant and got buffed by the coins.
B seemed like an appropriate representation of how ridiculously lucky Rushorou has been.
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>>3333587
>C+ greater than A
This is why F/SN had no ranks with a + on them other than A. It should be E through A, and then higher ranks are denoted by A+, A++, etc. Unfortunately, they fucked it up down the line.
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>>3333602
>pulled QMs favourite servant
Always bet on Caster.
I suppose he is extremely lucky actually what with his bumbling through and surviving.
Also
>Caster is as strong as ten average men by parameter rules.
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>>3333626
While we're on the topic, can we take a moment to appreciate the fact that we've been strengthened enough by those coins to have the stats of a shitty Servant? We can fuck some masters up with our new body.
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>>3333646
It’s only the first step on our path to becoming the ultimate lifeform my g
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>>3333620
They fucked up EX too, which is supposed to mean "too fuckin big to measure on the same scale as your pleb alphabetical stats"
I mean, it's a NP and not a stat but Gae Bolg is B/B+
But Gae Bolg is the most broken fucking NP anyway because it could even kill Arcuied in one hit if it connects and hits even if it misses or doesn't happen.
>>3333646
Yeah shit we're like a proper combat homunculus.
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Incidentally, since you're talking about how you powered up, I might as well tell you what would have happened if you'd taken the "Direct all power within," option.

Drum roll please...
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You would have turned into this guy! Truly a pseudo-Servant to be reckoned with.
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>>3333692
WOW, IT'S FUCKING NOTHING
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>>3333682
Also this shit still makes NO FUCKIN SENSE AAAA.
Saber's plot armour is an even greater defensive Noble Phantasm than even Avalon.
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>>3333710
Wait--shit, wrong pic.
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>>3333710
Did the picture not come through?

>>3333711
That's the power of the luck stat. She rolled a natural 20.
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>>3333692
Thank Christ we went for immutability of spirit. I’ll take a pseudo-homunculus over that.
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>>3333711
Lancer's earrings are what's really bullshit about that image. That's not how earrings work, animators!
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>>3333692
Tbh I still don’t entirely get that vote though senpai
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>>3333720
If I remember correctly Gae Bolg does damage equal to their HP + damage from the spear.
Not even a 20 should get you out of that Gygax tier bullshit.
Personally I blame the assistant GM for being so lenient on his favourite PC.
Fucking Takeuchi.
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>>3333724
But I kid. I wouldn't actually have turned you into Onsokumaru. I did have a serious plan for that option, but since you didn't take it, that strand of fate will remain a mystery.
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>Rolled 20

As you descend the hill and enter the sprawling city, you're immediately struck by the preternatural stillness. There's none of the sound here that you'd expect from a great city; no cars, no trains, no construction... only bird-calls break the silence.
Before, when you were in the burning city, the sound of flames had been ever-present. After that, you were surrounded by nature, and it was filled with all the background noises one would expect. Here, though, where all the noise that should be produced by the multitude of humanity is absent, the reality of your situation is driven home. You are one of only thirty living souls in this city, built for millions.

It is this prospect, more than any consideration of danger, that saps any will to explore the city or go looking for enemies from you. There's just so much ground to cover, all devoid of life. The only sensible thing to do is establish a base of operations, as Caster suggested, and make a plan of action once you've established a home for your group.

As you walk, you turn to Caster, and ask, "Can you examine the city's leylines, like you said before? I think the best thing to do right now is find a new place to call home."

"Of course," Caster chirps, "Just give me a minute, Master!"

Without waiting for a reply, she spreads her wings and ascends into the air between the city's towers. Far up above, you can see the glimmer of magical energy from her staff as she weaves a spell to scan the area.

>Rolled 68

Before long, you hear Caster's voice, suddenly appearing in your mind. "Alright, Master! The leylines in this area don't intersect perfectly anywhere, and I can't scan the entire city due to its size, but I have found one place that seems suitable. About 4 blocks North and 12 blocks East of your position is an old castle in the middle of a park, where there's a mid-grade confluence. I'll fly there and start establishing my Temple now, you follow along."

After the bizarre communication ends, Caster flits off, true to her word, leaving the rest of you to plod along on the ground. You'll have to have a talk with her once you arrive about this telepathic communication.

Following Caster's instructions, you soon come to an enormous bronze gate in the middle of a high stone wall. A plaque beside the gate proclaims the interior to be the "Eighth Imperial University". So much for the idea of this being an old castle.
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>>3333720
It goes beyond a simple 20. Gae Bolg decides that it's going to hit you the instant it's launched. But if your luck is high enough, you can rewrite the rewritten future again so that you don't actually get hit. Luck is a crazy stat and the mechanics surrounding the Gae Bolg are nuts.
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Once you enter, though, and make your way down the cobblestone path through the university's sprawling, ornate grounds, the reason for Caster's misconception becomes clear. The central building is a hulking construction of stone and red brick, emulating the style of medieval European castles and cathedrals. The whole thing seems to have been built out of proportion; even the wooden double-doors are at least twenty feet high, and Matsuda clicks his tongue in irritation at the idea of having to live here.

Truvietianne, on the other hand, is practically squealing in delight over the grounds. "Lovely! This is just like the College of Magi, in London! It's even bigger, though, and the gardens are so splendidly designed! To think we have this palace to ourselves!"

Inside, the building is full of the same Gothic splendor as the exterior, with marble flooring, stone walls, and ornate decorations on every surface. There certainly isn't any lack of space...
As you're looking around, Truvietianne, Matsuda, and Ogawara all split off, going their separate directions in exploring the building. Lancer laconically informs you he'll be patrolling the perimeter, and suddenly you're alone.

>[ ] Inspect the rooms and amenities with Truvietianne.

>[ ] Explore the building with Ogawara.

>[ ] Try to console Matsuda about the place. (Write in how)

>[ ] Find Caster, and discuss plans for the War.

>[ ] Go on patrol with Lancer. See if you can get to know him.
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>>3333858
>[ ] Inspect the rooms and amenities with Truvietianne
Time to pride.
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>>3333858
>[ ] Inspect the rooms and amenities with Truvietianne.
We've spent plenty of time with our crew already, and it's worth getting to know our new partner.
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>>3333858
>[ ] Inspect the rooms and amenities with Truvietianne
Strutting time boys
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>>3333858
>[X] Inspect the rooms and amenities with Truvietianne.

Oh boy, now I get to figure out the layout of this place.
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>>3333858
>[ ] Inspect the rooms and amenities with Truvietianne.

Time to learn more about the ojou
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I'll post this OOC, since you didn't go with Matsuda.
If he had his pick, he'd live in a shitty studio apartment and spend all his time outside, prowling around the city. It's the badass way.
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>>3333980
>Strutting time boys
Got the perfect song for it: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I_izvAbhExY
>>3334007
Have fun.
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>>3334016
>Bee Gees
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>>3334016
>Soma
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>>3334016
>Bee Gees
Big mood
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In a word... massive.
The university looked big from the outside, but it somehow manages to seem even larger on the inside. Lecture halls, classrooms, an enormous banquet hall, a library big enough to serve a city, labs for computer science, chemistry, and engineering, even an underground gymnasium deep in the bowels of the enormous building... it just goes on forever!

There are three other types of rooms that make up the real majority of the space in the university, though: hallways, salons, and dormitories. Enough dormitories to house hundreds of students, and enough hallways to keep every room well apart from its neighbors. All of these hallways are punctuated by salons, small rooms that provide a resting place, like tiny parks or public benches on outside streets.
These salons are simply square or rectangular rooms, filled with seating and artwork, and sided with windows for those on the outer edge of the mammoth building. The university is simply so large that its designers reasoned people would need frequent resting places as they crossed the building.

As for why the place is so enormous, the matter is simple. While most universities, you are aware, spread their facilities between various buildings around a campus, this place has every necessary location for its operation built into the single main building. The grounds outside are completely given over to manicured lawns, carefully tended groves, and ornate gardens replete with flowers, statuary, and fountains.

At first, Truvietianne is ecstatic. The place is beautiful, luxurious, and massive, with well-stocked food supplies, running water, and fully functioning electricity. As the two of you continue to explore, however, her mood gradually sours, until she whines, "Yumigawa-kun, just how much more of this place is there? Surely we don't need to map out the whole of this mammoth construction!"

"That won't do, Miss Edelfelt," you chastise, "what kind of nobility would one be if one consented to live in a castle with unknown regions? An enemy Master could be lying in wait here, and we wouldn't even know it!"

"You're unbelievable," the girl moans in disappointment, "let's at least take a rest here, we've seen enough to be quite sure there is no lack of rooms."

And so, the two of you take a seat in one of the salons. As Truvietianne catches her breath, you...

>[ ] Ask Truvietianne about herself (Write in your questions)

>[ ] Make a suggestion about the war (What?)

>[ ] Get up and leave her, you'll map this place out alone if you have to!

>[ ] Pass the time in silence

>[ ] Do something else (Write in)
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>>3334112
>[ ] Ask Truvietianne about herself (Write in your questions)
She mentioned being a noble, what's her family like? What about the College of Magi? Does that black bolt she hit Lancer with have anything to do with it?

These are off the top of my head.
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>>3334136
Support.
(I hope she doesn't realise we aren't the Einzbern master, maybe she'll just think they didn't see fit to give us any background info.)
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>>3334150
I think I fucked up by asking about the College of Magi. Hopefully we're lucky enough that she just brushes it off as ignorance.
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>>3334165
Canonically, the Einzberns tend to hang out in Austria and tell the Mages' Association to fuck off. If you were an Einzbern homunculus, it might be in character for you to not know about how the Association works in London.
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>>3334112
Going with: >>3334150
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Alright, Asking Truvi about her background, mages' association business, and her curse.

Roll d100.
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Rolled 64 (1d100)

>>3334203
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Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>3334203
Here goes everything...
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Rolled 72 (1d100)

>>3334203
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FYI, if you're wondering about the dice methodology, d20s are for things that could kill you. d100s are for things that have no crits.
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>>3334185
Also the Einzbern's aren't... well...
They aren't known for ethical homunculi treatment.
Let's be honest though 95 percent of Magi fail Ethics 101.
Anyway outside of special cases I imagine they don't tell them shit.

They designed Leysritt to turn into a fucking dress.
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>>3334229
And kill things! She doesn't just turn into a dress!
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>>3334208
Nice.
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>>3334208
>Here goes everything...
...except 7 things. Better luck next time, kiddo.
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>>3334237
She's got the same physical strength as like an average servant.
That's fairly useless against Servants.
Especially because everyone always seems to summon high tier servants.
Hell, if Medea is fairly high tier and if she wasn't so much of a brainlet and knew how to use her FUCKING DRAGON SUMMONING NP she'd have been much more dangerous.
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>>3334276
*even Medea is fairly high tier
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Damn, this noble girl is getting swept off of her feet. Is this the power of 「KAICHOU」
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>>3334253
>randomly generating your smug anime girl reaction images
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>>3334415
>Randomly generated smug
Excuse me, what? I'm going to need some explanation on that.
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>>3334415
Lucklets will.never learn.
>>3334428
https://www.thiswaifudoesnotexist.net
Take a crack at it. Once.
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>>3334443
B e a u t i f u l
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>>3334443
Harlan Ellison is now.
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>>3334461
Some real nightmare fuel here.
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This update is taking a while because I have to go back and read about how the Mages' Association is organized.
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As you take a rest on the opulent cushions, your eyes drift to Truvietianne's arm; the way it glowed when she punished Lancer for his insolence is stuck in your mind; the magecraft appeared completely different from the kind Caster uses, but all she'd told you was that it was inferior.
Almost unconsciously, the question on your mind drops from your mouth.

"Tell me, Miss Edelfelt, what kind of spell was it that you used on your Servant when we met?"

Turning to meet your eyes, Truvietianne squints her eyes in suspicious irritation. "Didn't you hear enough from that Caster of yours? It was the 'modern magecraft' that can't equal hers! What do you want to know about it for?"

Er, right. Caster had more or less made that a sore spot, hadn't she? You scramble for an excuse, replying, "Well, of course no living magus can match a Caster. Still, I don't know any magecraft myself, so I'm curious about it."

Truvietianne's eyes widen in shock. "Good lord, the Einzberns really didn't tell you anything, did they? I wonder if you were summoned here while incomplete. It's not as if we chose to appear, after all..."

The girl trails off as she fades into consideration of your possible origin. Since you still have no clue what she could be talking about regarding these mysterious 'Einzberns', you remain silent. At length, she comes back to herself and favors you with a slightly pitying smile. It's the first you've seen from her, and you discover that it gives her face a degree of charm unseen in her usual haughty manner.

"Alright then, I'll tell you about my magecraft," she says. "I used the gandr, an old curse from Finland, the home of my family. For most mages, it would be no more than a slow-acting curse of sickness, but we Edelfelts have refined it over the generations into a concentrated projectile of magical energy that strikes with the force of a bullet, following the impact with a powerful curse of illness. Even if a foe is durable enough to withstand the strike with no damage, the fever and nausea that wash over them will ensure they're quite unable to carry on the fight."

As she narrates the benefits of what is clearly her signature technique, Truvietianne seems to swell with pride. Her countenance darkens, though, as she continues, "At least, that's how the gandr would affect most things. Servants can apparently just shrug them off! Isn't that just absurd?"

"Yes," you respond, "Servants really are on a completely different scale from us." The subject clearly infuriates Truvietianne, so you quickly look for another.
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"You mentioned that your family, the Edelfelts, have been refining this technique for some time. I'd like to hear more about them, if you don't mind."

Sure enough, at the mention of her prestigious lineage, the light returns to Truvietianne's eyes.

"Of course! You must have been kept totally ignorant of the society of mages. The Edelfelt house is one of the oldest lineages of magi in Western Europe, and we are a central pillar of the Mages' Association headquartered in London. We are also of the highest echelon of nobility in Finland, and would have been the royal line, if the Swedish tyrants hadn't taken over in the 13th century! Since then, we've maintained our status as prominent members of the Mineralogy department of the Clock Tower."

Setting aside the status of her family in Finland, what really interests you is this 'Mages' Association.'

"So, you've mentioned three organizations of magi, the Clock Tower, College of Magi, and the Mages' Association. What are those?"

Truvietianne seems to have resolved her confusion about your ignorance, as she answers quite readily. "The Clock Tower is the informal name for the College of Magi, in London. It's the capital of the worldwide Mages' Association, of which all proper magi are a part. Even your Einzberns, for all that they like to live as hermits, are formally part of the Association. Prospective magi are educated at the College, and it also monitors those who threaten the secrecy of Magecraft and the Moonlit World, dispatching its enforcers to deal with them."

Having finished her impromptu dissertation, Truvietianne stands up, brushing imaginary dust from her dress. "Well now," she proclaims, "I think I've rested enough. Shall we finish exploring our new home?"
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By the time you and Truvietianne have finished exploring the University, the sun is setting. Everyone has found a room of their own, and Truvietianne has retired to hers for a long-awaited shower.

Matsuda has holed himself up in his room as well, doing furious pushups and muttering darkly about what he's going to do to Cid.

Ogawara is making himself busy in the University's spacious kitchens, preparing dinner for the six of you. The food stores in the University are full of a nigh-endless variety of ingredients, and the nervous awkwardness that usually animates Ogawara has given way to excitement and vigor.

Caster is engaged in some kind of magical preparations in the university's central tower, presumably setting up barriers and traps.

Lancer continues to patrol the perimeter of the University, showing no interest in the interior.

What will you do before dinner?

>[ ] Talk to one of the others. (Who, and what about?)

>[ ] Work out in the gymnasium

>[ ] Explore the library (Anything in particular you're looking for?)

>[ ] Take a nap

>[ ] Something else (Write in)
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>>3334695
>>[ ] Work out in the gymnasium
Test out our new skills.
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>>3334695
>[ ] Explore the library (Anything in particular you're looking for?)
Need to read something classical, like the Meditations or the Aeneid or the Iliad so we can quote like the king we are.
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>>3334695
>Take a nap
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>>3333682
>it could even kill Arcuied in one hit if it connects and hits even if it misses or doesn't happen.
Losing a heart is not too much of a problem for Arcueid seeing as she can recover from being cut up into 17 pieces by Shiki.
>>3333740
That was just a mechanical thing to represent getting stabbed in the heart instantly.

I can post an explanation for how Gay Bulge works if anyone wants it for some reason.
>>3334695
>[ ] Talk to one of the others. (Circe, about looking different)
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>>3334695
>[ ] Talk to one of the others. (Who, and what about?)
Ask Matsuda to spot us as we
>[ ] Work out in the gymnasium
Let's see just how strong we are. Once Caster has finished setting up her temple, we can ask her about stuff like our new bod, magecraft and buffs for the squad.
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>>3334695
>[ ] Work out in the gymnasium
Does it even have anything to accomodate us?
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>>3334783
The scene when Lancer uses gae bolg on Saber is the worst part of Fate/Stay Night. I could write a dissertation on how that moment fucks the player expectations. It's a perfect example of jobbing done wrong.
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>>3334896
It's a college gym. A large rectangular room with a high, vaulted ceiling and bleachers on each side.
At one end of the room is a raised stage, and a high balcony runs around the outer walls.
There are two collapsible basketball hoops at the long ends.
The floor is hardwood, painted with the indicator lines of various different types of sport.
There's a side door leading into a store-room, but you didn't spend much time looking at the contents, as Truvietianne was eager to move on.
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>>3335034
Fuck me, I'm retarded.
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Were you guys voting to work out thinking it was like an urban gym, with weights, machines, treadmills, etc?
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I feel like the only face this generator can create without fucking it up is Cirno's.
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>>3335087
... Yes. Is it too late to change my vote to talking to asking Circe about our appearance and ways to help us do stuff other than just standing back? and dying
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>>3335106
I had a pretty good Asuka once
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It is absolutely not too late to do that. I'm totally not just saying this because I have no idea what you'd do in the gym.
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>>3335074
It's okay. We can console each other with our limited intellects.

>>3335141
Gonna take you up on that offer then and support >>3334783
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>>3334484
I'm thinking hard about using this portrait for a Servant, by the way.
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>>3334276
>FUCKING DRAGON SUMMONING NP
You mean the one she has as Rider because it's two dragons pulling her chariot?
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While I write the conversation with Caster, I have 2 questions for you players. Poll time!

First, how do you feel about phantasmal beasts and other mob enemies?
Second, were any of you players in the previous Fate/City Akeldama? If you were, how well am I doing carrying on Gulag's legacy?
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>>3335258
>1 Sure, but given our servant(s) I’m not sure of what use they will be for the narrative
>2 Nón
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>>3335258
>First, how do you feel about phantasmal beasts and other mob enemies?
No problems there, although you should remember that many dragons are classified as Phantasmal Beasts.
>Second, were any of you players in the previous Fate/City Akeldama? If you were, how well am I doing carrying on Gulag's legacy?
No quest-killing shitstorms till now, so better than him, I guess.
I think you're doing a good job, speaking seriously.
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>>3335258
>First, how do you feel about phantasmal beasts and other mob enemies?
I would like the idea. It gives us more to fight then other servents.
Second, were any of you players in the previous Fate/City Akeldama? If you were, how well am I doing carrying on Gulag's legacy?
I was. I am enjoying your more slow burn approach, very reminiscent to the fate/stay. Also no major player arguments.
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>>3335258
>First, how do you feel about phantasmal beasts and other mob enemies?
I don't have an issue with them, though considering the team we've put together I don't see them being much more than a minor inconvenience unless you bring in some really powerful ones.
>Second, were any of you players in the previous Fate/City Akeldama? If you were, how well am I doing carrying on Gulag's legacy?
I wasn't in the previous quest, so I can't say. I think you're handling the quest pretty well, though.
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Come to think of it, you never did check in with Caster after arriving at the university, did you? Now that you have the opportunity to speak with her alone for the first time today, you have some questions for the sorceress.

As you climb the tower to her workshop at the university's pinnacle, the first thing that strikes you is the smell. There's a delicious aroma drifting down from the room at the top of the stairs, with notes of wheat, cheese, garlic, red wine, and olives. Is Caster cooking something?

As you push open the heavy door to to her workshop, you can see she's transformed the place completely. The room is lit by dozens of candles, in a variety of colors, on almost every surface. Beakers, tools, cutting boards, and a variety of implements and ingredients of magic cover a host of marble counters and racks, and in the center of it all is a massive cauldron, bubbling over a magically conjured fire. What was previously a barren observation room has been remade into the perfect image of a witch's workshop.

"Ah, Master," she says, turning to you as you open the door, "Perfect timing! I've just finished cooking some lovely kykeon! Why don't you sit down and enjoy some?"

Before you can respond, whe's somehow waved you into a chair in front of a small table for two, and is sitting across from you, with two bowls of the stuff. It looks to be some kind of wheat porridge, topped with grated feta cheese. It really does smell delicious, and Caster is clearly relishing her portion.

Before eating, though, you want to address your questions.

"Caster, I came up here because there are a few things I'd like to ask you about," you begin.

Caster smiles, and replies in mock hurt, "You mean you didn't just come to see my face? Oh, Master, you're so cruel."

"A-anyway," you reply, refusing to be sidetracked by the joke, "the first thing I wanted to discuss is my face. You guessed correctly that it used to be different, back in the forest. Before I exchanged the coins I woke up here with in that strange artifact, I had black hair; my eyes weren't red, either, and my features were shaped differently, too. It's a subtle change, so it's hard to describe, but I think my face was a bit... softer, maybe? Less prominent cheek bones, not as hard an edge to my nose, little things like that. I was wondering if you had any idea why or how that happened."

As you're explaining this, Caster's expression grows more serious.

"Interesting... Master, last time you told me your story before we met, you explained that you felt as if you'd become stronger after using that goblet. It is odd that someone not from a family of magi would be able to support a Servant..."

She thinks for a moment, then seems to come to a conclusion. "Just stay there, I'm going to use a spell to take a look at you and see if I'm right about what's happened."

While she's chanting, you...

>[ ] Eat your kykeon

>[ ] Refuse the kykeon

Roll d100
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Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>3335630
>>[ ] Eat your kykeon

At least we still have our important parts, right?
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>>3335630
I've read the Odyssey, I know what happens to people that eat their cooking there.
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>>3335636
Odysseus ate the kykeon.
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>>3335630
>>3335636
I'm still going to roll to eat, because I don't metagame.
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To be clear, roll whether you eat or don't.
The roll is for the spell.
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Rolled 65 (1d100)

>>3335630
>[ ] Eat your kykeon
Hopefully we'll still have room for whatever Ogawara is cooking up.
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Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>3335630
Dig in, I guess.
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>>3335642
Wait, really?
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The smell coming off this kykeon is too delicious to ignore any longer. Grabbing your spoon, you dig in with gusto.
It's... amazing! The porridge is hearty and filling, neither too thin nor too thick to comfortably eat; the roasted garlic cloves go perfectly with the tang of the feta cheese, and it's all mitigated by the mild sweetness of just a hint of red wine! Before you even notice, the bowl is empty, and you can't help craviing more. You're definitely asking Caster for seconds once she's done with this divination, or whatever it is.
As you sit and listen to Caster's chanting, it seems to take an unusually long time. You feel drowsy all of a sudden, and you...

Roll d20
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>3335668
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Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>3335668
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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>3335668
Here goes nothing
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Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>3335668
I'm too late, but I want to roll anyway.
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>>3335673
Jesus Christ. You rolled exactly the DC. Pat yourself on the back, anon.
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>>3335668
Heyyyyy, I just did a once-over in Wikipedia and there wasn't any mention of kykeon. I wouldn't have changed my choice but it still hurts that you let to me.
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>>3335687
Dude, what are you talking about? Give me a minute, and I'll quote the relevant passage.
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>>3335687
I can't find my goddamn copy of the Odyssey, so I have to use wikipedia, which further infuriates me, but here you go.
I'm spoilering this passage because it has to do with aspects of Caster that you don't know in character, so if you're not yellowanon, ignore it.
"She invited Odysseus' crew to a feast of familiar food, a pottage of cheese and meal, sweetened with honey and laced with wine, but also laced with one of her magical potions and drunk from an enchanted cup"
The term for that 'pottage' is kykeon. It was a common dish in ancient Greece. Odysseus' lieutenant Eurylochus refuses to eat, and returns to Odysseus with a warning.
Odysseus then receives a magic herb from Hermes, Moly, which enables him to eat the kykeon without being cursed.
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>>3335738
I was just about to admit fault after reading https://www.theoi.com/Text/HomerOdyssey10.html, but I tab in to see you already posted. I am now a double retard.
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>>3335668
>eating her food could kill us
Caster, honey, why you gotta do us dirty like this?
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>>3335783
It doesn't kill us in the literal sense, anon.
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>>3335685
Ironically I wanted to see us fail this time for the possibility of getting turned into a pig
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>>3335793
I've read the Odyssey, I just figured she would exercise more caution when her master is on the line.
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>>3335813
I would be more curious of the other possibilities like maybe a lion, tiger, or a bear, or maybe turning us into another person.
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>>3335830
>lion, tiger, or a bear
Oh my.
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Status Updated

...shake off the drowsiness. It passes after a moment, and then Caster is finished with her divination. She looks oddly satisfied, for some reason; she's been chipper almost constantly since you met her, but right now she's positively glowing.

"Oh, I knew you could do it," she exclaims, wrapping you in a hug. "No-one's been able to enjoy my cooking properly in so long! Not since that two-faced liar ran out on me..." Her face darkens for a moment, remembering someone from her past, but she quickly brightens again.

"Anyway, I completed the reading of your biology, and I must say it's quite shocking! That artifact really seems to have modified you extensively. You're almost more like a homunculus than an ordinary human, and you've been inundated with a degree of mystery far beyond your own place in time! The details are difficult to explain to you, but you can think of yourself as being more of a conceptual entity, like a phantasmal beast or heroic spirit, than a human. Your increase in physical and magical abilities was caused by that internal shift, as were the visible changes you've noticed."

Having covered the main points of your change, Caster winds down and considers for a moment, before suddenly announcing, "Oh, one more thing! You have magic circuits, and they were definitely created by that artifact! At least, no other humans of your era have them like this, so I'm almost certain. They're very precisely laid out, for one thing, with none of the chaotic fractal design one usually finds in biological magic systems. The other thing is that you have 126 of them! I know you don't know how many that is compared to other magi, but it's quite a few. They're all excellent quality, too, none of the shoddy circuits you get in magi of degraded bloodlines or first generation magi. Why, with enough training you could be a real hero! Imagine, a hero in your day and age!"

Frankly, you're overwhelmed by all this. You're lucky you didn't stand up for the ritual, or you'd have had to slump back into your chair. Caster is looking at you expectantly, though, so you...

>[ ] Thank her for her help and excuse yourself. You need to lie down for a while and just think about all this. (Self-preservation)

>[ ] Press Caster for further details about your new body. (Pride) (Write in questions)

>[ ] Put the matter of your body aside, ask Caster something about the War. (Duty) (Write in questions)

>[ ] Something Else (Write in)
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>>3335817
Believe me, I've thought through her motivation here. If it's not clear now, it should be eventually.
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>>3335845
>[ ] Put the matter of your body aside (for now), ask Caster something about the War. (Duty)
Ask if she's done securing the place and if there's anything we (everyone else) could do to improve our chances at success or, at the very least, survival.
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>>3335900
OH RIGHT, almost forgot about asking about helping us be more than a bystander/fodder.
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>>3335845
>[ ] Put the matter of your body aside, ask Caster something about the War. (Duty) (Write in questions)
I agree with >>3335900
But would like to add in a question or two about her preferred fighting style.
Maybe even work out specific attack strategies.
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>>3335845
>>[ ] Put the matter of your body aside, ask Caster something about the War. (Duty) (Write in questions)

Maybe ask for suggestions for recon.
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Going to bed soon. I might post an update before then, may push it to tomorrow morning. FYI.
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>>3335900
>>3335937
>>3335939
Yeah, let's do all this.
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>>3334783
Gae Bolg also fucks you up with a shit ton of iron thorns after destroying your heart and destroys your body from the inside out.
It's broken.
Ridiculously so.
It's not just an automatic heart seeker, it's much worse.
Also it's cursed so good luck healing.
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>>3336157
That too.
As broken as it is, though, it doesn't have the same "Instant Death" effect that Mystic Eyes of Death Perception have, the effect that Arcueid can recover from.
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>>3336164
She recovers from multiple death lines being cut, true.
She'd have definitely died had a death point been hit.
Somehow she creates a new body or something, it's been a while.
Being cut with 17 unhealable strikes isn't as deadly as 1000s of unhealable spikes exploding everywhere through your body.
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>>3335845
>126 excellent magic circuits
>physically as strong as a weak servant
Local Student Council President becomes the best Master possible.
Shit we could probably sustain two servants with grail back-up.
That's also enough circuits to keep Caster around after the war ends should we want to if she survives.
Yumigawa's OPness is only offset by his crippling lack of info.
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>That's also enough circuits to keep Caster around after the war ends should we want to if she survives.
Wait...
>She eats first, and then simply sits there, until the fading of the day; mournfully watching the horizon, waiting for for some unseen sign.
>"No-one's been able to enjoy my cooking properly in so long! Not since that two-faced liar ran out on me..."
>Believe me, I've thought through her motivation here. If it's not clear now, it should be eventually.
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What are you implying, anon?
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>>3336171
>Somehow she creates a new body or something, it's been a while.
She completely remakes herself on a conceptual level to become free of injury.
>Being cut with 17 unhealable strikes isn't as deadly as 1000s of unhealable spikes exploding everywhere through your body.
Consider the differing reasons for the unhealable wounds:
>A: Your body has literally died in those places where you were cut. In the Nasuverse, it's an ironclad rule that nobody currently or recently alive can come back from final death (Heracles doesn't count because he has 12 lives and just goes to a new life instead of dying).
>B: Gae Bolg puts a curse on your wounds, making them unhealable. As a Mystery, Arcueid is very likely strong enough to ignore this totally, because she's the best candidate for Ultimate One of Gaia and you know how lolbroken Ultimate Ones are; besides, there are powers that can resist the application of curses, such as Magic Resistance. What's more, Gae Bolg completely fails if it can't find someone's death like with Scathach, and Arcueid's lines and points of death disappear at night.
The argument that Gae Bolg can kill Arc is nearly as ridiculous as the argument that it can kill Crimson Moon.
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>>3336247
Hold on, I've just been in this place before.
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>>3336307
Well we'll never know because Nasu can't write a cohesive expanded universe at all.
Also Arc getting speedblitz'd by a highschooler is almost as embarrassing as Gil getting eaten by Sakura.
Also the Arc dying to Gae Bulg thing comes from an interview, she dies as long as her obscenely high luck doesn't save her.
The thing deals damage equal to "your HP + Spear"
It's unbelievably borked.
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>>3336320
>Also the Arc dying to Gae Bulg thing comes from an interview, she dies as long as her obscenely high luck doesn't save her.
Oh, right, the interview. It seems you were right about that one.
The luck thing stands, in that case. Do you want to bet on Lancer luck vs Arc luck?
>The thing deals damage equal to "your HP + Spear"
>It's unbelievably borked.
See >>3334783 (You)
>>That was just a mechanical thing to represent getting stabbed in the heart instantly.
Quoting from the wiki:
>>To put it into game terms, it would be an insane Noble Phantasm with a base damage plus an additional component that scaled with the target's HP.
>>To put it in game terms
That seems like an analogy to me. Getting spears in the heart and having barbs float through your arteries and veins making unhealing wounds does sound like Max+1.
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>>3336305
You know what I'm implicating.
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>>3336335
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>>3336332
I don't think it's Lancer Luck vs your luck because then it would be useless.
I think it's "hey roll high on this die of metaphysical bullshit or explode into gore"
I think that's just trying to say "Gae Bolg instantly kills you" in the least Chuuni way possible.
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>>3336339
What, you're not picking up what I'm putting down?
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>>3336343
>hey roll high on this die of metaphysical bullshit or explode into gore
That might be what it is, come to think of it.
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Something like this?
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>>3336392
Anyway we should probably decide on either turtling or going on the offensive.
There's possible benefits to either.
We've got Caster, which gives us a lot of options and we've got a partnership with the Master of Lancer.
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>>3336411
For an offensive strat:

>Saber
We can try having Lancer harass enemy Servants with some help from his dogs (if he's Pwyll in this one too) while we and Caster kill the enemy Master. Rule #2 of using a Caster is "Do not go near Sabers".
>Lancer
We'll have to see over the course of the War. After all, we need six Servants in the Grail to make a wish.
>Archer
No information yet, but Lancers excel at fighting Archers (the best example is Cu Chulainn with Protection from Arrows), so I feel confident about this one. We can probably have Circe support Lancer for this one.
>Berserker
The wild card. If it's a powerful one like Heracles or Lancelot, then we might have to work with a third Master; if it's a weak one like Fran then Lancer should be sufficient.
>Rider
Mobility will be the big problem here here: Riders excel in mobility and can be even faster than Lancers who are not Achilles, so we'll need Circe to paralyze them (which she might be able to do, since she was Medea's aunt according to legend).
>Assassin
Caster seems to be good enough to deal with him, but we should have Lancer for backup in case he has any nasty aces up his sleeve.

Defensively, most strats will probably be some variation of turtling or setting up ambushes and traps.
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>>3336436
By the way, I really hope it won't come to this, but:

>Caster
Command Seal -> "become an hero again"

Not that I expect anons to ever pursue this course of action, or support it.
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>>3336445
You know there's always a problem in telling a Caster to An Hero.
They kind of get to choose how they will do it.
Most other servants will just instantly kill themselves with a weapon.
Caster could potentially kill themselves in a huge spell explosion and kill their Master too.
Also iirc the Berserker is an EX Madness Enchantment type, so they can converse.
The Archer isn't Gilgamesh, at least and is unlikely to be EMIYA.
Also there might be two assassins.
You're forgetting we can probably have Circe put buff spells on Lancer to make him overpowered.
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>>3336465
>You're forgetting we can probably have Circe put buff spells on Lancer to make him overpowered.
That's what I meant by "have Circe support Lancer".
>unlikely to be EMIYA
Probably near-impossible, since you need his catalyst to summon him and Rin is the only one who has that.
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>>3336498
There are probably other EMIYA summoning catalysts lying around in Fuyuki you could use.
Shirou could probably act as his own catalyst (ala Prelati) before being gutted by EMIYA. (Kind of like how Miyuverse Shirou got his class card I guess)
Also he may or may not be summoned as the avatar of "Nameless Heroes"
But none of these are likely to happen at all.
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>Also iirc the Berserker is an EX Madness
>inb4
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>>3336708
God I fucking hope not.
She's strong as fuck when it comes to servants iirc.
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>>3336725
We could always get the Impaler.
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>>3336436
>After all, we need six Servants in the Grail to make a wish.
If Cid is telling the truth about his Assassin servant being an extra, we may not need to kill Lancer. It's probably worth trying just in case, because fuck Cid.
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>>3336757
Iirc it's 6 to make wishes (incarnate servants etc) and 7 to open a path to the Root.
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>>3336708
>>3336436
Gulag described Pwyll as having long bushy hair, whereas Sweets describes Lancer's hair as short and wavy. They do both have a sack, though.

See the first thread:
>>3322144
>Raikou, loli or otherwise, is not a servant in this quest.
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>>3336247
Anon, what are you trying to say?
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>>3336803
I assume he's implying that Circe may have been burned by Odysseus.
Maybe.
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>>3336807
That happened in the Odyssey, though. I thought we all knew that.
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>>3336708
Hey, it could also be Hippolyta
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>>3336812
Made a mistake on that spoiler, I meant Penthesilea
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Thought:
There were four protagonist options:
Yumigawa, Matsuda, Ogawara, and Keiseki.
We've met up with two that we didn't play as, but what happened to Keiseki?
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>>3336824
I assume he's fucking d e a d.
>>3336811
Man so many women in Greek myth have to deal with so much bullshit from heroes and gods, huh?
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>>3336824
Since literally nobody voted for him initially I think QM just threw him away
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>>3336830
Almost like the glory of Mycenae was established by the conquest of matriarchal Crete, leaving a lasting cultural tradition of veneration of the warrior male.
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>>3336832
Man, I feel sorry for the guy. Gets shit on in life and then thrown away as a fictional character...

I feel like playing the HGW as an aging office worker could've been fun, but I wasn't here when the quest started.
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>>3336848
Yeah, he was a real option for me but rootless StuCoPres was better
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>>3336830
Important women were not too well-off in Greek myth.
>Fucked by the blind son
>Abducted by some faggot and that started a war
>Raped by Zeus
>Went insane and joined Dionysus' orgies as a Maenad, ripped her son apart thinking he was a wild boar
>Raped by Zeus
>Cursed by Hera afterwards
>Transformed into a stone (not petrified)
It was a less empowering time for them.
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>>3336854
Imagine Keiseki's reaction to getting the body enhancement
>Suddenly his back pain is gone
>Liver works again after years of alcoholism
>Face better than it was when he was young
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>>3336857
For what it's worth, I think the first two are a bit iffy.

Oedipus wasn't blind until after he realized who she was and gouged his eyes out.

Helen was made to love Paris by the goddess of love. If we assume the world runs on polytheism, Aphrodite was hanging out all the other love too, so was Helen's experience really that unusual?
The war, obviously, was terrible.
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>>3336878
Paris is a little shit and I hope one day Achilles is summoned in the same war as him.
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>>3336878
>Helen was made to love Paris by the goddess of love.
She was already betrothed to Menelaus. He wanted her back and Paris didn't want to give her back: this started the Trojan War.

As an aside, what do you think Paris looks like in the Nasuverse? Like Hector but more of a wimp?
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>>3336894
Yes, she was betrothed already. That makes the situation bullshit from Menelaus' perspective. On the other hand, political marriages were very common at the time, and we don't know much about her relationship with him.

IMO, Helen was probably happier with Paris, since that was a love divinely ordained and blessed.

What does he look like? I'd imagine he has the same kind of bishounen design as Alexander Lily and KoGil, just a bit older.
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Maybe something like this? I got rid of Hector's beard and scar.
Hector is peak ojisan aesthetic
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>>3336247
>Theorizing about my master plan
>I don't understand his theorizing
Yes, anon. Definitely. You figured it out.
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>>3336960
Paris isn't an ojisan, though.
He's described as like the archetypal handsome prince.
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>>3336967
He's two steps ahead QM.
Now YOU'RE theorizing about his theorizing on your master plan.
Checkmate.
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Help me out here. Can someone post a clear list of what all you wanted to ask Caster?
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>>3336972
Forgot your soundbite
https://youtu.be/6_1-ZtsP4Rg
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>>3336975
Recon ideas.
Whether her preperation is done and if there's anything we can do to increase our survival odds.
Preferred fighting style.
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>>3336975
>>3336987
Also telepathy. Sure, we all know how that works OOC, but Rushorou doesn't.
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>>3336969
Yeah but Hector is 100% DILF not that I want to fuck him definitely not why would you even mention it hahahahahahaha
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>>3336984
Obviously she wants to HUSBANDO US TO RELACE ODYSSEUS.
I have seen through your fiendish plot, Sweets, and now you must reward us with an isekai escape hatch!
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>>3336984
Dropped my gif too.
Also >>3336999
"Hahahaha" posts are fucking retarded so please refrain from that.
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Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>3337005
In response to this post I'm going to roll this dice in an attempt to roll a critical fail
Because I want us to die.
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Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>3337016
Couldn't even critfail on command. Sad!
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>>3337005
Oh, right. Yeah, now I see what you were getting at. I mean, Servant romance kind of comes with the Fate territory, right?

I still don't see why you represented that with a scared bird, though.

>>3337016
>>3337029
You guys are using up your successes while there's no danger. I'd hold off if I were you.
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>>3337005
Also this story isn't a god damn isekai so we can't have any fucking "Escape hatches".
Were it an isekai of somebody with story knowledge their "escape hatch" would be the copious amounts of meta knowledge and the potential to create a stupid OP reality marble.
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>>3337038
>I still don't see why you represented that with a scared bird, though.
Tell me, what does the name "Tzeentch" mean to you?
>>3337043
It's a joke, christ
If you don't like it just ask me to stop and I'll stop
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>>3337005
Suddenly, an iron trap door appears in the ceiling, and you feel a strange compulsion to climb through it.
As you do so, the colors and shapes begin to fade from your vision, your surroundings dissolving like running paint. Gradually...
You open your eyes. You're in bed, at home. You are Yumigawa Rushorou, apathetic student council president, star student, and future corporate executive; it seems the preceding was no more than a strange and vivid dream, destined to fade with the morning light.

GOOD END

There you go, anon. One escape hatch, just for you. Did you like it?
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>>3337059
Sorry, I just don't like the amount lf concentrated autism used to create the term "Isekai escape hatch"
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All this information about the changes to your body is a bit too much to handle right now. Sure, it's not as if this isn't an improvement, but what you had before was your body, after all. Maybe putting the subject aside and talking about something else will make it easier.

"Thank you, Caster," you begin, "but now I'd like to discuss something else: our plans for the war."

"Go ahead," she replies brightly, "I'm sure you've worked out a wonderfully clever strategy that you're just dying to share, right?"

"Ahem. Not as such. You could say that I'm in the process of conceiving a strategy." You hadn't realized she expected you to come prepared.

"Oh, that's too bad. All the same, tell me your thoughts! And while we talk, why don't you have a second helping of kykeon?"

Before you can respond, she's already dished you up another bowl. It would be rude to refuse at this point, and it really is delicious...
You decide to eat in between sentences.

"Anyway," you go on, attempting to quickly gloss over the matter, "I have some questions for you about your preferred methods of fighting. First, when it comes to direct battle, what are your preferred methods? I've seen you use familiars as well as direct energy attacks, but how do you fight most effectively?"

"Hmmm..." Caster mulls the matter over for a moment. "If I had to say, my preferred method is not to fight at all. I lived a fairly peaceful life, after all. Killing an enemy while unaware or unconscious, through trickery, is much more reliable than taking your chances on the battlefield. It should be easy enough to handle Lancer and his Master that way, but I suppose it would be difficult with most of the other Servants. If I have to fight directly, I suppose the best thing to do would be to immobilize them with my pets, and then attack them from above with a direct magical assault."

"I see," you reply, considering how this can be used, "Now what about reconnaissance? Can your magecraft help us with gathering information?"

"Oh, certainly! I'm quite adept at scrying and other divining arts, and from my Temple I can remotely view practically anywhere. If you find a location you want to survey, let me know and I can definitely show it to you. I can also detect the presence of enemy Servants and other magical entities over a wide range, although not the entire city."

Useful. You don't have the locations of any enemies yet, but once you've learned more you'll be able to monitor them easily.
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>>3337072
I can't believe we got the good end.
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"One more thing," you continue, "How about spells of empowerment? I'd like to be able to fight alongside you, but I realize my strength can't match up to a Servant's. Is there anything you can do to enhance my abilities?"

"Ooh, how gallant!" Caster exclaims. "Of course, I'd be happy to help with that. Blessing heroes with greater strength, wits, and things like that has always been a specialty of mine. Let's see..." She thinks the matter over for a moment before resuming. "Usually I'd make you a potion, but your new body makes that a bit of a non-starter. Instead, I'll use the magical link between us that supplies me with energy in reverse, empowering you with the same reinforcement I usually use to strengthen my familiars! It'll only be the a temporary boost, but while it's active you'll be strong enough to fight like a real hero! Kyaha~!"

"Wonderful! Now, the next thing I wanted to ask was..."

You're interrupted by the sound of a bell ringing near Caster's door.

"Oh, I set that up to let me know when Ogawara-kun had dinner ready for you boys. Why don't we go down to the dining room?"

Suddenly you remember. Ogawara was working up a feast down in the kitchens, and you've been up here wolfing down Caster's delicious kykeon. This is a problem...

>[ ] Go down and eat dinner anyway. Just try to power through.

>[ ] You're too full. Just go to bed now, and make up for it by eating plenty of Ogawara's breakfast.
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>>3337205
>[ ] Go down and eat dinner anyway. Just try to power through.
Also I've had an idea.
If we're in 2019 we should try and find some electronics stores to raid.
See if we can't find some Drones with cameras (possibly microphones also somehow)
I think most bounded fields are designed to react to organic stuff or magic stuff so tech would blindside them.
Of course Caster can use familiars to scout but we could use drones to give Ogawara something to do and to capitalise on Magi tech ineptitude, Caster can't scry on everything at once, afterall.
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>>3337072
>Did you like it?
Yes.
>>3337074
Noted.
>>3337205
>[ ] You're too full. Just go to bed now, and make up for it by eating plenty of Ogawara's breakfast.
>>3337241
I don't know, I feel that they would want anti-drone fields to keep normalfags away.
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>>3337314
Rin can barely use a DVD player and she's one of the better Magi when it comes to modern stuff.
Most magi purposely live without modern tech out of stubborness.
I doubt most would even know what a Drone is.
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>>3337325
Rin is one of the better orthodox Magi.
An unorthodox Magus or a hedge-mage would know better, and I don't want to find out the hard way if there are any.
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>>3337335
Unorthodox magi are incredibly rare.
They also tend to have no interest in the Root and no real reason to engage in the ultimate death match unless they are dumb enough to buy into the whole "winner gets a wish" thing.
If there IS a Kiritsugu type figure around we should be less worried about our drones not working and more worried about getting our skull plastered over the sidewalk by a high caliber bullet.
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>>3337205
>[ ] Go down and eat dinner anyway. Just try to power through.

>>3337352
Motivation doesn't matter for who's involved in this grail war, since a bunch of people just got sucked out of their lives and into this deathmatch. If anything, I'd say an unorthodox mage is more likely than most to have survived one of the seven cities simply because they have a strange skill set.
Regardless, we ought to make use of every advantage we can get our hands on, and if that means hooking Ogawara up with a shitload of tech then we should do it.
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>>3337397
I guess so.
But the point still stands that the vast majority of Magi are orthodox.
Also a lot of people dragged into this are already dead.
>Caster already talking about betraying Truviettiane and Lancer
Circe pls.
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Alright, looks like you guys are going to try and choke down more food.

WRITING...
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>>3336967
I was >implying Circe was horny and lonely, like >>3337005 said, as a late-night joke.
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You can eat more. You're... pretty sure of it, at least. In any case, to skip Ogawara's dinner would be cruel.

When you and Caster arrive in the dining hall, you find the other four members of your impromptu band already seated; looking comically dwarfed by the enormous room and tables. It has given Ogawara plenty of space to lay out the food, though. There is a spread.

Looking over the table you see gyoza, salad, tonkatsu, kitsune udon, nikujaga, and an enormous heap of rice, all served up in their own separate dishes, with serving utensils to divide them between the group. Presiding over it all, Ogawara looks a bit sheepish.

"I g-guess I, er, went a bit crazy. It was just so g-great having access to so many, ah, ingredients, and with such a h-huge kitchen to work in, I, well, er, I could make all th-this at the s-same time! D-don't feel the need to e-eat it all, everyone."

As you and Caster take your seats, you notice that the reactions of the others vary quite a bit. Matsuda has already begun to eat with gusto, filling his plate and bowl before you'd arrived. Truvietianne is looking at the food disdainfully, as if it's some totally alien dish. Finally, Lancer is showing the most emotion you've seen from him so far, his eyes darting between the food and Truvietianne. It's clear that he's eager to eat, but waiting for his Master to begin.

Although the food is delicious, you can't eat much of it. You only manage a few bites of each dish, and as Matsuda watches you pick at it, you can see he's a bit hurt. No doubt this is compounded by Truvietianne's reluctance. Fortunately, Lancer has enough of an appetite to compensate for the rest of you. For a short time, he and Matsuda seem to be competing for who can consume the most food, the fastest, but Matsuda has to drop out after his third helping. The rest of the table's food all vanishes into Lancer's insatiable maw.

"Ah, this is truly lovely, young man! This feast rivals the finest constructions of my own cooks. You have a promising career ahead of you!"

The praise heartens Ogawara, and with that dinner comes to an end. With the food and dishes cleared away, it's time to discuss your plans for the following day. How do you intend to prosecute the War?
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This choice will determine your overall strategy for Day 3. Whatever choice you make, write in as many additional details of your strategy as you like.

>[ ] "Tomorrow marks the first true day of our Holy Grail War. Everyone, it is my intention to finish it as quickly as possible, and to that end we must strike first. I propose that we begin actively seeking out the enemy, crushing them before they have any chance to form alliances of their own." (Pride)

>[ ] "Tomorrow we should begin exploring the city and searching for supplies. We still don't know much about what's out there, and a lack of knowledge could make for dire consequences." (Duty)

>[ ] "Beginning tomorrow, we should make this campus into a fortress. With two such complementary Servants as Lancer and Caster, no enemy will be able to successfully assault us! We can simply wait out the War here, in safety." (Self-Preservation)

>[ ] Something else? (Write in)
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>>3338134
What I’m thinking we can do is have lancer “patrol” closely around the Uni (but not in an obviously circular pattern, this is key) and try to draw enemy servants into our domain by feigning weakness. This is a method that maximizes our strengths while minimizing our weaknesses (our weaknesses of course being the master’s relative fragility). Plus, once we have people in the trap, we can go full “just as planned” and “your efforts are useless against my genius”
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>>3338138
>[ ] "Tomorrow we should begin exploring the city and searching for supplies. We still don't know much about what's out there, and a lack of knowledge could make for dire consequences." (Duty)
Drones soon.
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>>3338138
Support >>3338159
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>>3338138
>[ ] "Tomorrow we should begin exploring the city and searching for supplies. We still don't know much about what's out there, and a lack of knowledge could make for dire consequences." (Duty)
I support >>3338159
But want to add in getting our buddies some self defense weapons
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With dinner at an end, you stand, palms flat on the table, and proclaim to the others your decision regarding the Holy Grail War.

"I've been considering our next move in this War, and I've come to a decision. Tomorrow we should begin exploring the city and searching for supplies. We still don't know much about what's out there, and a lack of knowledge could make for dire consequences."

"Oh?" Truvietianne responds, cocking an eyebrow. "And just why is it that you feel that you can make the decisions for all of us, Yumigawa-kun? However those two feel about you," and here she waves a dismissive hand toward Matsuda and Ogawara, "I don't remember making any decision to become your subordinate."

Your reply is firm and confident. You're used to her haughy attitude by now. "No matter. I'm making a suggestion; feel free to follow or disregard it once you've heard the details."

"Alright then," the girl replies, mollified.

"Now," you continue, "I've been considering how we can best make use of each of our strengths, and what sticks out to me the most right now is Ogawara-kun."

"Huh? M-me?" The shorter boy is visibly shocked. He was, perhaps, considering himself a bystander in all this.

"Yes. You clearly prefer to remain indoors rather than out, you have difficulty speaking, and you've made several references to anime. This suggests to me that you are a certain type of person. Ogawara-kun, do you have any ability with technology?"

"W-well," he replies nerbously, "I suppose I have some. I'm h-hardly a genius, y-you know, but, ah, I h-have built a f-few computers a-and, er, and whatnot."

"Good enough!" you proclaim. "We are going to go looking for drones tomorrow. I've heard marvelous things about them. Remotely controled flying cameras! Ogawara-kun, this university has a computer lab. Once we bring you a few drones, you can get them set up for us to supplement Caster's scrying with a non-magical information network!"

"I-I'll do my best..." Ogawara promises weakly.

Somehow this suggestion has managed to offend both Caster and Truvietianne, who make remarkably similar sniffs of disdain. Neither comments, however.

"Moving on, Matsuda-kun. You promised to repay me in this war, and that means you'll have to fight. To that end, we're going to be looking for weapons for you tomorrow. What do you say?"

Unlike Ogawara, Matsuda is clearly excited by the prospect. He leaps to his feet, ascenting, "Osu! Can't wait to get back into the action!"

Your planning session concluded, the lot of you retire to your respective rooms, and you fall asleep once more with Caster's shining eyes as the last light in the darkness.

End of Day 2
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Tonight, you dream only of the dark and raging sea; of ships, crushed on rocks, and of a hatred that is never quenched.

The sea calls your name in enticing whispers, waves lapping at a soft shore.

The sea demands that you come forth, its tempestuous voice consuming your ears in the roaring surf.

Whether loud or quiet, enticing or furious, the sea cannot bring you forth again. You'll never again depart from-"


You awaken, sunlight forcing your eyes open, and the dream fades from view.
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Forgot my tripcode.

So you're going for supplies, huh? Where, though?
I've attached a partial map of the Eighth City, with your the grounds of the Eighth Imperial University marked in purple. The laurel wreath denotes your location.
Downtown, and a large river, are to your North and West. The sea and the waterfront are to the East. To the South is the edge of the city, and the hills beyond it.

>[ ] What part of the city do you explore?
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>>3338626
Let's go East
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>>3338626
West.
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>>3338626
West. While the seafront is likely to have shops, they probably aren't going to be the kind of stores we're looking for.
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>>3338719
Then again heading to the East or South would get us closer to the central area, where all the malls would be.
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>>3338719
But it should have the docks. So nets, spears, and hooks
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>>3338611
>magi are confused and upset by the idea of using technology already
Haha, typical Magi. You'll see the power of the modern world soon enough!
Come on it's not like we're gonna do a Kiritsugu.
(We should totally rig explosives to some of those skyscrapers so we can make them collapse in certain directions, won't hurt a servant but haha, good luck to Masters.)
>>3338626
West
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>>3338739
I think you may be confused. Look at the compass rose.
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>>3338758
Well shit, guess North will do.
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Rolled 47 (1d100)

East
>>3338668

West
>>3338719
>>3338751

North
>>3338769


Young man, going West.

Roll d100 and choose your party. Two people must stay at the University.
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Rolled 58 (1d100)

>>3338775
Leave Lancer and her master.
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Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>3338775
Caster and Ogawara.
It's absurd to go out without a Servant (and I doubt that Truvi will LEND us Lancer yet), and Ogawara knows his way around tech.
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Rolled 9 (1d100)

>>3338775
Us, Ogawara, Lancer, and Caster. Ogawara needs to decide what stuff he wants to use if we find it, and I highly doubt Truvetianne wants to go walking around, but I'm not so sure we could protect Matsuda and Ogawara again with just us and Caster should we get attacked, so it's probably best to leave one behind. Between Caster's traps and Truvetianne's magic, the university ought to be fairly safe with us outside, and without servants on campus other servants shouldn't sense anything going on there.
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I still say leave lancer and her master. She would be better here with lancer to defend if possible. Since caster already set up her territory. Matsuda needs to come to find a weapon he likes. Ogawara for the tech. And us and our servant since those two are our followers.
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>>3338795
Do you mean Caster and Matsuda?

>>3338775
Let's go with that, actually. Changing my
>>3338799 vote to leaving Caster and Matsuda behind. I'm hesitant to be out with Lancer without our own servant, but with Truvi watching over him I'm less worried that he'll attack us.
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>Ogawara internally panicking that the MC of the anime he’s been isekai’d into is treating him like a techie
Can’t wait to see how this works out
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>>3338828
Yeah, that's what I meant.
>>3338839
We should make him the designated techie
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>Rolled 58
>Party: Yumigawa Rushorou, Ogawara Yatsuhide, Truvietianne Edelfelt, Lancer

WRITING...
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>>3338839
>anime he’s been isekai’d into is
>anime
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>>3338839
Poor Ogawara is still waiting for the goddess to show up and give him his cheat powers.
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>>3338892
Sweets,
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>>3338900
I can't hang on to this tripcode. It's too buttery.
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After reviewing Caster's projection of the layout of the city, you decide to head West. That way ought to have the highest concentration of shops, as it's on the edge of the downtown area. North would likely be all office buildings, and you highly doubt either of the other directions would have electronics stores.

Initially you'd planned to go out with all six of you, but Caster begs off, explaining that she'd prefer to stay and do more work optimizing the mana-collection abilities of her Temple and reinforcing the wards on the university. Matsuda, likewise, dismisses an expedition in search of appliances as "just some shoppin' trip," and remains.

This leaves the expedition to you, Truvietianne, Lancer, and Ogawara. Almost as soon as you've begun, Truvietianne begins interrogating you about your plan to use drones.

"Just why do you want to use machines for reconnaissance anyway? Can't you survey the city well enough with Caster's help? Don't tell me she can't use remote viewing magecraft."

"Well," you explain, "It's not that she can't, exactly. Caster could certainly handle our intelligence with scrying. The problem is diversity." Taking a more authoritative, lecturing tone, you continue. "Suppose we hadn't formed an alliance, and that I were attempting to determine your movements. You're an experienced magus, and as you've just demonstrated, expect that from the Caster-class servant. So, it makes sense to assume that any other magi in the war will have prepared some kind of countermeasures against remote viewing.
On the other hand, they may not be expecting reconnaissance through mechanical means. If we're fortunate, I'd imagine we can take at least one Master totally by surprise thanks to this method."

Truvietianne is having none of it. "Hmph," she pouts, "I'd never believe you were created by the Einzberns if it weren't so obvious. Now there's a family of magi with the proper attitude towards mundane technology."

Lancer is more receptive, though, chuckling at Truvietianne's display of rigidity. "I think he's got you, Mistress. I can't tell you how many times I'd've died if I'd only had my first plan to rely on."

"Well, Lancer," Truvietianne replies coolly, "that only attests to the inadequacy of your initial plans."
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After a few hours of walking through the suburbs, the four of you reach the riverside business district. Or at least, a business district was what you expected. Unfortunately, it seems that the area is actually a high-density residential neighborhood, full of high-rise condominiums and luxury apartment buildings, all empty of life. There are a decent number of restaurants, grocery stores, and clothing stores, but no electronics stores.

After hunting around the area for a while, one bit of fortune does descend. A sporting goods outlet! Although it's as empty of people as the rest of the area, it does have a wide range of possible weapons for Matsuda. After some consideration, you take a wooden baseball bat, an aluminum baseball bat, and a bokuto.

It's while you're gathering these items that you hear footsteps on the street outside. Two sets; one soft, from shoes, the other clanking loudly. Lancer tenses into a battle posture, but Truvietianne signals him to be silent.

You can hear voices wafting in through the windows. Both male.

The first calls out, in resonant, booming tones that echo off the silent street, "Come out here, enemy Servant! I know you're around here somewhere, so show yourself before my blade! Let's fight as befits true men, with no craven stealth or trickery!"

The second man sounds older, and speaks in a low, well modulated pitch that puts you in mind of a middle-aged banker. "Now, Saber, why don't you just calm yourself. If the enemy doesn't want to fight yet, there's nothing we can do. Just wait, and they'll come to us in time."

"Silence," Saber roars, "You think I'll simply wait for the foe to come to me? Waiting is for those who fall. Those who fail their responsibilities and themselves! Great men always strike first!"

The other man simply sighs, before replying in the same calm voice, "Sometimes, Saber, waiting is a form of strike. To receive no blows, wait for the enemy to show weakness, and cut them down in that moment. Wouldn't you say that is also a first strike, of a kind?"

What do you do?

>[ ] Go out with Lancer and Truvietianne to confront the enemy before you. (Pride/Duty)

>[ ] Remain hidden in the shop, hoping they don't decide to search the buildings. (Self-Preservation)

>[ ] Something else (Write in)
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>>3338996
>[ ] Go out with Lancer and Truvietianne to confront the enemy before you. (Pride/Duty)

Let's hope this goes well
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>>3338996
>[ ] Remain hidden in the shop, hoping they don't decide to search the buildings. (Self-Preservation)
It's too early, with only a Lancer and we're dead weight at the moment.
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>>3339027
Not really. We are states like a low level servant. If lancer can hold off saber. Us and Truviet can probably take the master. Might also make them hesitate if they see two masters working together
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>>3338996
>[ ] Go out with Lancer and Truvietianne to confront the enemy before you. (Pride/Duty)
Leave Ogawara inside, obviously. Between Truvi and our insane body, we can probably take the master.
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>>3338996
>[ ] Go out with Lancer and Truvietianne to confront the enemy before you. (Pride/Duty)
OOC Lancer/Saber is a classic matchup, and as others have said Us+Truvi is likely enough to do in the enemy master. Ogawara needs to cower and hide of course.
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Rolled 12, 18 = 30 (2d20)

>[X] Go out with Lancer and Truvietianne to confront the enemy before you.

Well, that's one DEAD END avoided.
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>>3339077
>Well, that's one DEAD END avoided
Well that's good to-
>12 and 18
You had to say that, huh.
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>>3339060
>OOC Lancer/Saber is a classic matchup
One that favours the Saber.

At least I have some new information about Saber:
>Male
>Values honour
>Impatient?
>Straightforward?
Possibly a knight.
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>>3339077
So another tiger dojo lost to us. We are so unlucky.
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This is the moment. There are only the two of them, and you're confident that you have a plan for victory.

While the enemy duo debates their proper course, you turn to Truvietianne and whisper, "I think we can handle them. The Servant sounds like he's looking for a straight fight with Lancer. Let's give him that, and take out the Master in the meantime."

"I think that could work," Truvietianne mutters, "Lancer. Attack them!"

The two of you quickly follow Lancer out into the street, leaving Ogawara to hide in the shop. You take the aluminum bat with you to use a weapon, since you have no real martial arts experience.

In front of you stand the two enemies, your first real opponents in this "tournament" of Cid's, and a thrill runs through you to think that you stand on the precipice of a victory.

On the right is Saber, a tall young man, perhaps a decade your senior, clad in ornate steel armor, with a longsword at his hip. He wears no helmet, but an opulent gem-encrusted crown rests on his short blond hair. At his breast is pinned a purple cloak, which covers the right-hand side of his body. The man has a handsom, youthful face, and you find yourself wondering how such a deep voice was produced by his slight frame.

On the left is the Master. His voice, unlike Saber's, is a perfect fit for his appearance. Of average height and build, he's a middle-aged European man in a well-taylored double-breasted suit. Burgundy, with subtle pinstripes. His hair is red and wavy, slicked back against his scalp in an out-of-date style that puts you in mind of black and white American films. On his nose rests a pair of perfectly round spectacles.

Saber's Master just has time to utter, "Impossible! One of the Einzberns'-" before the sound of clashing steel drowns him out. You can just barely follow the battle as Lancer repeatedly strikes at Saber's neck with his hooked blade; Saber is on the defensive, barely having time to react and clearly wrong-footed by the unusual shape. As the fight in the middle of the street rages, Truvietianne levels a glowing arm towards the enemy Master and begins a chant.

What do you do?

>[ ] Charge in with the bat, attack Saber's Master before he has time to react to the fighting. (Pride)

>[ ] Stay by Truvietianne, ready to protect her if the enemy closes distance, while she attacks with magecraft. (Duty)

>[ ] Some other strategy (Write in)
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Oh shit, I forgot an option.

>[ ] Smugly monologue (PRIDE)
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>>3339276
>[ ] Charge in with the bat, attack Saber's Master before he has time to react to the fighting. (Pride)
He's off-guar: capitalize on it.
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>>3339276
>[ ] Stay by Truvietianne, ready to protect her if the enemy closes distance, while she attacks with magecraft. (Duty)

Let's stay back. See how the master fights first. If Truviet is having trouble, then step in.
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>>3339276
>clad in ornate steel armor, with a longsword at his hip. He wears no helmet, but an opulent gem-encrusted crown rests on his short blond hair. At his breast is pinned a purple cloak, which covers the right-hand side of his body
Saber's a king. If the crown wasn't enough the purple cloak confirmed it.
>perhaps a decade your senior
As a saber, he was in his prime when he was young.
>Saber is on the defensive, barely having time to react and clearly wrong-footed by the unusual shape
He doesn't seem to have experience with that kind of spear: that means he might be inexperienced as a fighter or just not have lived in or near Wales, so maybe he was from the mainland.
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I'm going to need you folks to come to a conclusion on your action. I'd like to get this battle finished tonight...
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>>3339276
>>[ ] Charge in with the bat, attack Saber's Master before he has time to react to the fighting. (Pride)
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>[X] Charge in with the bat, attack Saber's Master before he has time to react to the fighting. (Pride)

Roll d20
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>3339390
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Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>3339390
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Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>3339390
Please be good.
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Before the enemy Master has time to react, you're leaping forward, kicking off the ground to charge in at him with the aluminum bat. You can't help but be amazed again at how light your body feels, how time seems to slow down as you attack. Is this what it feels like to be a hero, a person truly beyond the ordinary?

Evidently the enemy wasn't as unprepared as you had expected, unfortunately. Before you can fully close the distance, he flicks a pebble to the cement at his feet, calling "Berkano-Ehwaz!"
A strange symbol glows on the toe of the enemy Master's shoe, and just as you're bringing the bat down to strike at his head, the cement leaps up into a protective wall, about the size of a door. Your strike takes a chunk out of the shield, but the enemy is unharmed.
As you pull the bat free of the standing cement, it suddenly reshapes again, bursting outwards at you in a strike to the stomach. You react in time to block with your forearms, but the force of the stone knocks you back several feet. The shattered cement dots the ground between you and the enemy.

You're now standing about halfway between Truvietianne and the enemy Master, who's in the open once more. As you catch your breath, Truvietianne launches a gandr over your shoulder, but the energy is neutralized by some kind of mana shield around the foe.

"Very good," he proclaims. "I'm impressed, young lady, it's true. To think you found an Einzbern combat homunculus amongst this random scattering of humanity, and made it into your attendant! It really is the action of a prudent and powerful magus."

"Frankly," he continues, "it saddens me to think that I'll have no choice but to wipe the two of you out today. You have such potential; I'd like to have you as a student."

As the enemy Master makes this speech, Truvietianne fires a few more token shots of gandr, but they're repelled as easily as the first. To your right, the battle between Lancer and Saber continues without a clear winner. You can see that the enemy used the moment he spent behind his cement shield to quickly inscribe a simple magic circle on the pavement in chalk. It seems to be the origin of his shield.

"Since we are both magi," the enemy continues, "It seems that proper introductions are in order. I am Sean Conmara O'Mordha, professor in mineralogical application of runes at the Clock Tower. May I have your name, young lady?"

You can hear Truvietianne click her tongue in frustration behind you, but her upbringing compels her to reply with proper manners.

"You may call me..."

You get your wind back as Truvietianne is talking. It may be possible to get a better strike in on the enemy magus now.

>[ ] Charge in again. Maybe this time it'll be more effective.

>[ ] Circle around to the right, using the wind and dust from the Servants to mask your movements

>[ ] Go left, see if you can attack from a building

>[ ] Let the conversation finish

>[ ] Something else
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>>3339411
>[ ] Circle around to the right, using the wind and dust from the Servants to mask your movements.

I would like to propose that we also try and break the circle as we attack. That way Truviet's magic can hit him.
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>>3339415
In case I haven't made it clear, the more details you add to your combat strategy the better. Please don't feel restricted by the choices.
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>>3339411
>[ ] Circle around to the right, using the wind and dust from the Servants to mask your movements
Damn it Caster, why must you be so anti-tech
Would be nice to have you here.
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>>3339411
>[ ] Circle around to the right, using the wind and dust from the Servants to mask your movements
I support breaking the circle, probably by hitting it really hard
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>>3339417
Thanks. I'm just throwing out some ideas to see if other anons have any other thoughts. I try not to make any real detailed plans...mine always go wrong somehow.
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Rolled 1, 11 = 12 (2d20)

>[X] Circle around to the right, using the wind and dust from the Servants to mask your movements. Aim for the chalk.

Roll d20
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>>3339420
I was thinking maybe try and bash the dude with the bat as a feint. Then stomp the ground right on the circle to break it.
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Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>3339423
Nice 1.
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Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>3339423
Let's see if we can do better
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Rolled 4 (1d20)

>>3339423
It would be funny if I got a 1
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Rolled 3 (1d20)

>>3339423
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So... who's that 1 for again?
inb4 Lancer
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>>3339433
I would have laughed.
>>3339436
Hopefully not Truviet
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>>3339436
...It was for Saber. This fight has been cut short.
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"...Truvietianne Edelfelt, heir to the Edelfelt house of magi, and..."

As Truvietianne introduces herself, you launch into a second attack. Since a straightforward charge proved useless, this time you keep yourself as low to the ground as possible and circle to the right, hoping that the shockwaves and bursts of powdered cement from the Servants' battle will mask your approach. This tactic is suddenly made extraneous, however, as a gout of blood spurts in your direction.

There's stillness from the two Servants as all eyes turn to them, frozen in the moment of the successful strike. Saber overextended himself in a lunge towards Lancer's heart. Lancer was faster, however, and slid by the attack to bring his hooked blade down into the gap between pauldron and bracer, cutting deep into the muscle of Saber's shoulder.

A second spurt of blood flies as Lancer withdraws his blade with a flourish, and Saber's left arm collapses limply to his side. In the moment of stillness, one voice sounds.

"Saber! As your Master, I command you: escape!"

You turn again to see a red flash from O'Mordha's outstretched hand, and as you do Saber streaks by you, exponentially faster than he had been while fighting. Then the two are gone, vanished too quickly for you to track their movements.

Status Updated

The first one to speak in the aftermath is Lancer, smugly enjoying his victory. "What an amateur. For all his talk of an honorable duel, I'm not sure that idiot had ever used his sword before. The next time we meet, I'll take his head."

It's just after noon, and the sun is high in the sky. After the fight, you...

>[ ] Continue looking for electronics shops (What direction?)

>[ ] Discuss the fight with Truvietianne (What subject?)

>[ ] Take the weapons home to Matsuda, and spend the rest of the day at the university.
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>>3339442
>[ ] Take the weapons home to Matsuda, and spend the rest of the day at the university.

Maybe on the way back
>[ ] Discuss the fight with Truvietianne (What subject?)
Why everyone thinks we are a Einzbern homunculus, when before this we were completely human.


She will find out might be best if it's on our terms, especially after a victory with no sustained losses.
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>>3339444
+1
We should find out who the Einzberns were.
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>>3339446
Well Truviet has brought them up before. We know they are a mage family, they hate other mages and technology. And apparently they make all kinds of homunculus of varying degrees of knowledge.
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You may want to bear in mind that she does still think you're one of their homunculi.

Are you ready to reveal the truth to her?
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>>3339444
+1
We're not an Einzbern yet somehow are a homunculi, before we were the son of a (very rich) executive.
I'd imagine most Magi would explode at the concept of creating permanent magic circuits and a superhuman body.
Though I kind of think we should wait for Caster's presence declaring ourselves "not Einzbern" may lower her guard as we'd be truly unaffiliated.
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>>3339454
>A+ luck Lancer
Oh noooooo.
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>>3339454
>>Lancer lucked out
>What in the hell...
>>check status sheet
>Oh no.

>>3339455
Yeah, we better hold of on the big reveal. Let's gather the weapons for now and get before anybody else shows up.
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>>3339455
Anyway, the WORST case scenario here is "holy shit I want to keep you alive to experiment on you!" Because such an anomaly is incredible.
Like a "Here's your sealing designation bro" tier anomaly.
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>>3339453
No. But we should eventually. Was just floating the idea out there to see what others thought.
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>>3339453
Can we wait until we're at base?
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On the bright side, with how the stats are this time around, it's not gonna be a Fuyuki-tier clusterfuck.
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>>3339462
That might be best. Gather everyone around. Bring it up, and if she doesn't want to have anything to do with us we can end the alliance and go out separate ways. But I dont think it's right to keep her in the dark when everyone else knows about the change.
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>>3339455
>I'd imagine most Magi would explode at the concept of creating permanent magic circuits and a superhuman body.
And also the possibility that the Third Magic was rediscovered/recreated.
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>>3339459
The best-case scenario is we don't live in a cell while she's experimenting on us because we waifu'd her
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>>3339466
Yeah, fucking around with magic circuits (and by extension, the soul) is probably Third Magic Territory.
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>>3339468
I'd rather avoid experimentation altogether but Truvi seems like a less radical Magi.
Shirou has a reality marble and Rin doesn't try and dissect him.
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>>3339471
Yeah, but Shirou failed a bunch at the high-jump. Rushorou just doesn't have that kind of emotional impact.
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>>3339469
Either that, or Goetia's at it again.
...We should prepare to be Salmonella'd out of existence, just to be safe.
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>>3339481
I'm sure we'll accomplish something suitably high-jumpy.
Or we can hope to go full Tohno and inexplicably attract women.
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Well folks, it's 3AM, and that means I am going to bed. By all means, please continue discussing how to deal with Truvietianne/your identity, and I will post the next update tomorrow morning.
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>>3339488
White hair and red eyes are an unusual combination and being a protagonist guarantees that Yumi will be good-looking.
>>3339489
Oh, right, what do we need to say to Truvi to avoid getting down with the sickness?
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>>3339497
Well I would ask her to hear us out completely before acting on anything, let us tell the full story without interruptions. Explain when the change happened and when we found out. Inform her that after that we ran into her. After our talk with her we went and talked to caster about the change. Be honest any day we weren't sure of telling Truviet at that time, plus caster would tell the hard truth about anything we might have needed to hear.
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>>3339504
If she gets angry or defensive, point out it was out of safety and point out logically there is a high chance she has omitted information from us to keep herself safe, or there might be things about herself that she hasn't felt the need to share. Maybe state or simply this is a show of trust in her.
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>>3339504
"Also I've told you my name is Rushorou Yumigawa, doesn't sound very Germanic does it?"
Also say we have 126 magic circuits, whatever that means.
Caster seemed fairly impressed.
We have to remember that a lot of the people in this war won't have joined it fully ready to murder.
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>>3339506
I feel like that would cover most everything, gives an open invitation for her to ask more/tell more, and shows that we genuinely want this alliance to work.
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>>3339511
This will only lead to drowning in saliva.
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>>3339511
I wouldn't tell her about the number magic circuits, unless she asks. Because that might make her on edge against us.
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And with all that I also get some sleep.
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>>3339514
not enough high jumps
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Hah.
I just realised that killing us now won't actually help her get rid of Caster and will instead just serve to anger Caster
Caster will have ample time to contract with Matsuda (a suitable master by Cid's own word) so killing us here and now is meaningless and will only serve to anger Caster.
Kidnapping us?
Sure, if you think you can somehow avoid being scryed on by her.
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>>3339523
Dangerous to assume that Yumigawa would be the drooler
>>3339527
>Caster will have ample time to contract with Matsuda (a suitable master by Cid's own word) so killing us here and now is meaningless and will only serve to anger Caster.
Truvi doesn't know that, though, does she?
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>>3339543
She's a smart girl, she'll figure out somethings up what with the thousand people summoned
Also it's Caster.
When has a dead master ever stopped a Caster?
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So we agree to not mention our magic circuits, right?
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>>3339634
She can suspect something, that's true
>thousand people
?
>>3339655
Yes. We keep the big number a secret for now.
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>>3339655
Depends on if she asks and mentions her own or if you want to waifu her/be experimented on
Rin had 100 total INCLUDING her crest.
Also I can't remember if Rin was mentioned to have excellent quality circuits.
Probably.
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>>3339679
Cid mentioned 1050 odd people got summoned as potential masters
There are 30 survivors.
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>>3339682
>1050 odd
Looking at the original post, he said "1050", so maybe that was an exact figure.
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>>3339680
>Rin: 40 inborn Magic Circuits and subs that are 30 each.
Luvia's the one with 100.
For reference, an "average" Magus has 20.
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>>3339722
Of average quality, at that.
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Hey there, folks. To clear up some points:
There were exactly 1,050 people summoned. 150 in each of the 7 cities.
Rin had 40 inborn magic circuits and 30 magic circuits from her crest.
Luvia had 100 magic circuits split between inborn and crest, but we don't know the proportion.
You have 126 magic circuits with no crest.
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>>3339822
>You have 126 magic circuits with no crest.
Yeah, a Magus with as many circuits as us of quality as high as I expect Heaven's Feels to make would be pretty important.
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So, to recap:
>Wait until we get to the university and are safely within Caster's territory
>Explain that we aren't an Einzbern homonculus and instead a somehow modified human
>Don't reveal number or quality of magic circuits (unless perhaps asked)
>If Truvi gets uppity, tell her it was for safety and she's probably hidden information from us as well; also point out that she already knows our name, which doesn't sound Germanic or include "Einzbern"
>If she wants to break off the alliance, fine - we'll let her go
Is this correct?
I think it's also worth mentioning once she's inevitably displeased that this information doesn't really change anything. We've been pretty forward about how little we know by asking questions, and she's seen our physical capabilities thanks to our little scuffle with Sean. She can break off our alliance if she wants, but there's no functional difference in Rushorou's abilities caused by the fact that we aren't Einzbern.
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>>3339822
>You have 126 magic circuits with no crest.
And ever single one of them are the cream of the crop; god help us if any of the eccentric types find out.
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>>3339833
Yeah, I kind of expected you to lowball that d100.
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>>3339832
Yeah, that's all correct.
>we aren't Einzbern
Only by name. We might be genetically Einzbern, since all the Einzbern homunculi are based off of Justeaze.
>>Referred to as the "Primeval Justeaze", all subsequent homunculi of the Einzberns were manufactured to the standard of her make and used her as their model.
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>>3339837
From the first thread:
>TIBERIVS CAESAR DIVI AVGVSTI FILIVS AVGVSTVS
What does the Emperor Tiberius have to do with this? Is he sponsoring this Grail War or something? And what does ROMA have to say about that?
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>>3339865
I'm afraid you're just going to have to think on that. I'm glad you picked it up, though; mull it over for a while, see what you get.
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>>3339865
Maybe if we kept some coins we could have had Caster analyse them.
Clearly we're secretly a Roman emperor incarnated into the body of a Japanese Highschooler.
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Saber and O'Mordha are gone, and the fight is over. You lean against the wall of a building, waiting for the adrenaline to leave your system, only to realize how calm you feel.
There's no adrenaline rush, no nervousness, none of the physical symptoms one would normally expect from a situation of life-or-death peril. Perhaps this is another aspect of your new body.

Walking back into the sporting goods shop, you find Ogawara leaning over the back of a chair, having obviously been watching the fight. "Come on," you say, "we're going back to the university." Without giving him time to respond, you spin on your heel and walk back out.

It's frustrating. Extremely frustrating. For all the calm you felt in the moments of danger, you now find yourself grinding your teeth in irritation. You couldn't do a thing to the enemy Master, and it was Lancer who put an end to the battle. Caster said you had what it took to be a hero, but if you can't handle a college professor, you have to wonder whether or not she had the wrong idea.

The walk back to the university passes in silence, as Truvietianne writes in a pocket notebook, muttering about curse barrier penetration, and you fume about your lack of success.

At length, you arrive, dropping off the weapons with Matsuda. He looks curious about what happened, but you put it off for later explanation. Fortunately, Caster is still in her tower; you're sure she'd waylay you, full of concern, and right now you have more pressing matters on your mind.

You follow Truvietianne back to her room with her unawares, nose still buried in her notebook. She only notices you when you close the door behind yourself, and then she lets out an indignant gasp.

"Yumigawa-kun! What are you doing in here? Did you just follow me through the university?"

"Yes," you reply flatly, "and I'd like you to explain something for me."

"Fine then. Give me your questions, and make it quick."

"Alright. What I'd like you to tell me," you begin, "is why every magus I've met here is under the impression I'm some kind of homunculus made by these Einzbern people."

For a moment, Truvietianne is frozen. Completely silent, mouth hanging open in shock. Then she pulls herself together.
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"What do you mean, you're obviously-"

You cut her off. "I know, it's 'obvious', you've said that before. The fact is, though, that I'm not a homunculus of any kind. I was born in a normal family, lived a normal life, and was brought here unawares. I know the goblet that summoned Caster changed me somehow, altered my body, but why would that make people assume I'm this homunculus thing?"

"Well," she exclaims indignantly, "thank you for so kindly informing me of that when I was making a fool of myself feeling sorry for you over the inhuman treatments the Einzberns put their creations through!"

"Look," you try to salvage, "I didn't realize that it meant so much to you. I'm sure there are details of your life that you haven't told me, and besides; you already knew my name, which hardly sounds German."

"Oh, you conniving snake!" she shouts, "Get out of my room this instant! If you must know, it's your eyes and hair that mark you as a homunculus! Now, I'm not speaking to you further! Get out!"

And with that, you're rushed out of Truvietianne's room, the door slammed in your face. That didn't go so well.
With Truvietianne closed off, you have a few options for the afternoon...

>[ ] Go see Matsuda, have him teach you to fight. With some proper methods, you can hopefully avoid a repeat of today's performance.

>[ ] Talk to Caster about the battle with Saber and your argument with Truvietianne. Get her opinion and figure out how to best continue the War.

>[ ] Do something on your own (Write in)
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>>3340042
>[ ] Talk to Caster about the battle with Saber and your argument with Truvietianne. Get her opinion and figure out how to best continue the War
Could've gone better.
Could've gone worse.
She's probably just mad she was wrong.
She'll probably come around.
Probably.
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>>3340042
>[ ] Go see Matsuda, have him teach you to fight. With some proper methods, you can hopefully avoid a repeat of today's performance
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>>3340056
Actually she answered the question too, so it's not even that bad a reaction.
I just wanted to get that out of the way for when the ACTUAL Einzbern show up.
Otherwise our partnership may have ended there and then.
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>>3340042
>[ ] Go see Matsuda, have him teach you to fight. With some proper methods, you can hopefully avoid a repeat of today's performance.
We're going to be two less partners, methinks; better git gud.
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>>3340080
Maybe.
We did come clean about this in a single day though.
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>>3340042
>[ ] Go see Matsuda, have him teach you to fight. With some proper methods, you can hopefully avoid a repeat of today's performance.
Hopefully Truvi's just embarrassed and will get over it. Regardless, we should learn how to handle our new body, since there's no way in hell that's the only master we'll be taking on.
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>>3340042
>[ ] Go see Matsuda, have him teach you to fight. With some proper methods, you can hopefully avoid a repeat of today's performance.
I want to talk to Circe and see if we can start learning some very basic Magecraft. I want to start progressing toward full-body Reinforcement.
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Granted, Matsuda probably wouldn't know anymore than brawling...
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>>3340160
Idk, he seems pretty well put together as far as Japanese delinquents go. Probably can teach our boy how to throw a proper jab at least
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>>3340306
I guess. Wait, how are we gonna train with Matsuda without accidentally launching him into a wall?
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>>3340306
Bear in mind we could probably punch straight through most gym equipment and probably crack concrete with a solid punch.
Hell, with reinforcement we'd be even stronger.
With Caster Buffs we'd be unstoppable.
Also we apparently have mystery so we'd be able to damage servants without even using our magecraft.
Truvi is MUCH better suited to teaching us magecraft than Caster is anyway.
So I hope she's not too mad.
Asking Caster to teach us magecraft is like asking a university professor to teach pre-schoolers.
>>3340329
Have Caster try out her enhancements on him?
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>>3340346
>Have Caster try out her enhancements on him?
So what, go to Matsuda and ask him to help us, go to Caster, tell her we fucked up and ask her to enhance Matsuda so he doesn't break while training?

If the QM would allow it, sure.
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>>3340346
The reason why I'm saying that is because that's practically performing both actions at once.
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>>3340042
>[ ] Do something on your own (Write in)
Visit one of the enclosed parks if they got it. Gives us time to think and let's us work out how we feel about everything.


Plus sometimes it's best for others to come to us.
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>>3340546
Anon we won't find an enemy master to hypnotise us if the park is protected by Caster's bounded fields.
That's the only thing that ever happens in parks.
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>>3340566
Good. But we do have other people who might take this chance of us being alone to finally come and talk to us.
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>>3340598
"I want to talk to someone!"
>sits on park bench for 3 hours
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>>3340600
It's more of give the option of others to talk to us. There is no reason we have to initiate every conversation with everyone.
My main goal is to give us time to reflect and see how we feel about everything. After all something changed us. We might have the same mind and soul, but our body isn't the same. When we get back home, we will be displaced, our parents, school friends won't recognize us. Sure we are stronger and have magic circuits, but at the end of the day after the war is over we are going home to nothing familiar.
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>>3340600
Us brooding would seem unnatural, so there is potential for someone coming over to ask us what's up, at the very least.
Probably.
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>>3340609
I know.
It just seems so... Shirou-like.
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>>3340625
Fair enough. But I think these are thoughts that would reasonably pass though protags mind. We might differ on the exact feelings.
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>>3340609
Such questions would be better to ask ourselves a bit closer to the climax, if anything.
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>>3340630
Possibly but that could be days or at worst a week after the change when we have gotten use to the new us. Here the change is still fresh and in the point of the story where there is still so much not know about everything including the new us.
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>>3340566
You sadden me, anon.
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>>3340652
>You sadden me, anon.
But is he wrong?
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>>3340639
I guess it'll be fine to brood a little, when you put it that way.
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I'll leave you folks to keep discussing your options before I start writing. Looks like the current choices are

> [ ] Go to Matsuda for help with fighting. Get Caster's help with that if need be.

> [ ] Hang out in one of the university's parks and think about all the craziness you've been through. It'd be pretty much your first alone time since you woke up here.
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>>3340658
> [ ] Hang out in one of the university's parks and think about all the craziness you've been through. It'd be pretty much your first alone time since you woke up here.
Time for contemplation.
>>3340652
And attempted incest saddens me.
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>>3340663
Well, it's not TECHNICALLY incest but you get my point.
I hope.
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Where is everyone?
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>>3340850
Lurking/waiting for OP.
No rush, though.
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I was under the impression you still hadn't come to a consensus on whether to brood or act.

Guess I'll start writing.
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>>3340866
I think OP set up a subvote maybe >>3340658
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My vote was for the park. I didn't think I should vote for it again.

Plus I think my I'd changed again.
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>>3340879
I did not notice that until now, though I did change my vote right before it.
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Rolled 23 (1d100)

Alright folks, writing up Rushorou going to the park.
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>>3340946
OP, what is that roll for?
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>>3340953
Trust the OP, dont worry about it.
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>>3340953
Sitting on the park bench.
Alone.
For hours.
Truly this will be our display of meaningless autism to match even the high jump.
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>>3340966
Actually, that's what would have happened if I'd rolled between 30 and 50.
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>>3340974
Now I'm sad.
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>>3340953
At the very least, it's not for us, and it's not life-or-death.

>>3340966
Truvie acquired?
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>>3340987
no
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Massive internal monologue incoming. Formatting note:
"This text" is dialogue, but 'this text' is a thought.
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For a moment you consider going to talk with Matsuda and getting his advice on how to fight more effectively. He seems like an experienced brawler, after all; but the idea flees your mind. Right now, you're just too overwhelmed. In the last three days you've been abducted from your home, discovered the existence of magic, faced death almost constantly, and even had your own body fundamentally changed.
You're not even sure if it's the same body, really. Are you still you, or have you become someone else; some other entity?

As these thoughts run through your head, you wander out of the towering castle that is the Eighth Imperial University. You need fresh air, and space to think alone, not the feeling of being underneath all that piled stone.

Heading out a back exit, you wander along a winding gravel path for a while, passing fountains, topiary animals, and Romanesque statues depicting various gods from all pantheons. Eventually, you find that you've reached a rose garden, where all other ornaments give way to great beds of multicolored roses. The bushes aren't laid out in groups by color, as one usually might, but are mixed together, so that red, white, pink, and yellow flowers all appear side-by-side. The whole place has a calming, spellbinding air, and you decide it's just the spot to really think through what's happened, taking a seat on one of the benches.

Leaning back, arms outstretched on the bench, an idea occurs to you that you hadn't considered up until now. It seems odd that it hadn't come to mind, and yet...

'Home, huh? I wonder what's waiting for me there. With a different face, is anyone going to recognize me? Would Father and Mother accept that I'm their son, or turn me away?'

'How am I going to get home, anyway? That priest talked about how he brought us here, but he didn't say anything about sending us back. If winning the war is supposed to grant me a wish, am I going to have to use it just to get back to reality?'

'For that matter, do I even want to go home? Now that I look back on it, I never felt things so intensely before. Every day, I was just repeating the same actions for no reason. Father said that becoming a successful executive and rising high in society would make me happy, so I succeeded in school and learned how to get people to support me; but he never seemed happy with his success, just more drained all the time. Is that what I was working towards?'
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'Since the War began, I've felt like I can really step outside that world. Like I can be someone, above the ordinary grain. After all, haven't I proved it already? Of over a thousand people sent here, I was one of only seven to survive and get a Servant. According to Caster, I've already gone beyond the realm of humanity, and become some kind of... what did she call it, again? Conceptual entity?'

'The world of the magi values strength and aptitude, that's obvious from the behavior of Truvietianne and Saber's Master, O'Mordha. If I can convince Caster to teach me her ancient magic, maybe I could forge a new identity for myself, as a magus.

'No, as a more than an ordinary magus; as someone bringing the strength of legends back into the living world! To hell with my old identity, I don't need it anymore! There's no reason to constrain my ambition to the heights my father reached! I'll come out of this War, and with the power of my Wish, I'll climb to the summit of that Mages' Association Truvietianne was talking about!'

The wish of Pride has been discovered through introspection:
Regnum Iustus: Authority attained through merit, power without upper bound

As you come to your new resolution, you suddenly feel a shift in... not the air, but some other sense, beyond the five. It's the first time you've been able to identify it, but you've been feeling it since the change. Is this the detection of magical energy Caster spoke of? You've only felt it this powerfully when a Servant is around, up until now.

A cold, calm male voice speaks from just behind you.

"Hello," the unidentified stranger says, lacing his tone with just a trace of humor, and the barest hint of question, prompting you to respond.

>[ ] Stand up to face the stranger. You can't just sit here with your back to a possible enemy! (Duty)

>[ ] "...hello. Who are you, and how did you get in?"

>[ ] Remain silent. (Pride)
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>>3341158
>>[ ] "...hello. Who are you, and how did you get in?"
OH NO
THE CURSE OF THE PARK HAS BEEN ACTIVATED
COVER YOUR EYES THE BRAINWASH RIDE HAS BEGUN
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>>3341158
>[ ] "...hello. Who are you, and how did you get in?"
>>3341169
Even worse: it's a guy!
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>>3341158
>[ ] Remain silent. (Pride)
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>>3341158
>[ ] "...hello. Who are you, and how did you get in?"

As we stand and turn to the voice.
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>>3341204
inb4 pissed off Einzbern.
inb4 it's the angriest manjew.
inb4 we're actually the grail vessel
Oh wait.
fuck.
We might be.
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>>3341224
You know. I'm surprisingly okay with that.
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>>3341158
>[ ] "...hello. Who are you, and how did you get in?"
...I presume we can tell this isn't Lancer's voice?

>>3341169
Sitting in a park is the worst idea we've had this quest.
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>>3341223
>As we stand and turn to the voice.
>t. Shirou
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>>3341231
You uh
You really shouldn't be.
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>>3341244
It's not Lancer's voice. I'll go ahead and tell you for free that it's nobody's voice you've heard before.
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>>3341247
Relax, wer'e awesome and nothing bad has ever happened to the grail vessel.
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>>3341244
Yeah.
Actually.
We've somehow managed to corner ourselves in our own fucking base.
The worst part is that our stoic contemplation session has only managed to attract a man.
Or we're fucking hallucinating.
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So, does everyone agree on standing up and turning to say hello to your new guest?
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>>3341263
Yes. If he wanted us dead or hurt he could have reasonably done so.
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>>3341250
Well that's concerning.
I'm starting to believe that Circe spent more time cooking than she did setting up her fucking bounded fields.
>>3341253
Literally everything bad happens to Illya.
And also Iri.
And also Sakura.
And also Shinji that one time he pissed Gil off enough for Gil to just slap Illya's heart into him.
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>>3341250
>this might be Assassin's salty runback

>>3341263
No. HELL no. Only one guy has suggested that so far.

>>3341265
BUT MIND CONTROL DUDE
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>>3341263
Aw, HELL NAW!
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>>3341268
Hold on
Isn't Cid's Assassin EXTRA Assassin?
fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck
Save us Truvi/Caster/Lancer/Cid/Assassin/Grail-kun/.
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>>3341282
How did you figure that? They have totally different nationalities and fighting styles.
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>>3341267
Minor inconveniences at best.
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>>3341316
I think he means "extra" as in "spare". Cid said his Assassin wasn't counted among the seven servants, and according to Caster he wasn't lying.

Speaking of Assassin, is it possible that he attacked us because he recognized Caster? He looks suspiciously Greek, and she's the one he was focused on and tense about, after all.
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>>3341158
Looks like the vote is for
>[X] "...hello. Who are you, and how did you get in?"

WRITING...
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>>3341316
No
Read the status sheet
I was emphasising Extra for effect
Not referencing EXTRA.
There are two assassins.
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>>3341327
Possibly?
That's bad news for us if he did though.
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>>3341327
Interesting. That would mean he's either an Argonaut or younger than Circe.
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>>3341268
I dont think a non caster class servant would have mind control.
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>>3341341
Oddyseus wasn't an Argonaut, he's like 70 years after Jason, Circe was likely immortal in the unaging sense though so she's probably met a few people
>>3341348
Why would you assume that.
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>>3341348
Mystic Eyes, anon. We're not a mage, so our ability to resist them is pretty much nil since we don't know how to handle it despite our circuits. If we make eye contact and he's got Mystic Eyes for hypnosis, we're cooked.
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>>3341360
Yeah why would you assume that? pic related definitely has mind control because men's dicks have their own.
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>>3341367

Yumigawa doesn't know that. I chose to stay still because we fear any deviation from our current position would give them enough reason to kill us.
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>>3341360
Just a gut feeling.
>>3341367
But we dont know about them. Not turning to face an potent enemy is not a smart move. Sure they may have the eyes but it would be our first ever encounter with them.
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>>3341348
>Medb
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>>3341403
Fair enough.
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>>3341391
That's the IC reason for sure, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't hesitant in part because this is a park encounter in Fate.

>>3341393
If the enemy crept up behind us, that means they don't want to be in front of us, and turning around could convince this guy to fuck us up.
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>>3341436
That's reasonable. And maybe I'm putting too much faith in my gut feeling that we can turn and talk face to face.
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If it is a Servant speaking, he's got you dead to rights. Better to just stay still for now.

"...hello. Who are you, and how did you get in?"

You hear the man exhale, and a puff of smoke drifts past the side of your head. After a long pause, he replies, "Friend of mine once told me that a man's life depends upon his information." He pauses again, perhaps for another drag. "In fact, the merest scrap of it can make all the difference."

With an incredible force of will, you restrain yourself from leaping to your feet and demanding that this man explain himself.

"In your case," he continues slowly, easing each word out as if stretching the moment for his enjoyment, "your life depended on the information that there was an enemy Servant who could..."

Another puff of smoke.

"Sort of, muscle his way through a weak spot in your barrier, here. Now," he finishes, as you hear a slow mechanical clicking and the slide of metal on metal just behind your head, "there are six Masters in the-"

"You stop that, Archer!"

All tension in the moment is dissipated, as Archer's self-indulgent declaration is cut short by the high, feminine voice of a teenage girl.
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>>3341436
On the other hand, I greatly dislike the thought of having our back to an unknown person/enemy.
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>>3341447
>slow mechanical clicking and the slide of metal on metal just behind your head
A FUCKING GUN
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I'm still writing, just wanted to post that bit on its own since there's a tonal shift and I'd have to break the scene into multiple posts anyway.
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>>3341447
>Archer
wut
>Male
>Has a gun
WUT
>Likes to sneak up on people
He's not Billy the Kid.
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>>3341483
Look up every famous backshooter in the Wild West.
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>>3341447
>Archer has a gun
SHIT
Caster, what the FUCK are you doing
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Ok. So parks...might have been a bad idea, maybe.
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>>3341499
A tried and true tradition.
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>>3341483
It’s obviously Dealer Emiya
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>>3341503
Archer is not Emiya, or any variant of him. You can stop that train of thought right now.
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>>3341507
I hope it isn't Ned Kelly
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>>3341507
I tried QM, I tried.

It was just too good to not throw out.
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>inb4 Archer is Jesse James
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>>3341525
I appreciate what you tried.
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"Wha- Kikuko, we've got this idiot cold," Archer exclaims, his smug demeanor evaporating.

"I said no, Archer!" The girl behind you, Kikuko, is insiste