[center][h3]Day 1 of the war - Near Dusk[/h3][/center]

The meeting started almost as soon as the last Master entered the nave, be it by proxy through a familiar, or in person. Gabriel made an eloquent rousing speech as always, his voice filling the old interior of the church, bathed in the light of the receding sun through the stained glass windows. Finally, he recited the rules of the war again, emphasizing mainly the secrecy that must be kept from the non magi public, the neutrality of the Church they stood in, and that Masters who had lost their Servants can seek refuge in the Church, where they will be protected until the war was over.

Finally, Aleksei himself gave the closing speech, ending with the promise that any Master compromising the safety of his city and the secrecy of the war will be put down. And just like that the meeting was finished, as he mentioned those with questions may stay behind and ask them now.

With thus, the war had begun.

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As the city covered with snow started slowing down, the magi started to grow more active, preparing for another night of war. 

The man in the hooded cloak however, stayed silent in his room, looking out the window at the city. While it was sizable, it wasn't really huge, on account of being rather out of the way, hemmed in by the forest, the hill to the north and the large snow plain to the south east littered with standing rock pillars. The city was older than most of the inhabitants knew, and he suspected there was a whole other civilization that once made a city on this very site, though he had no idea who they were or if the information was true.

What he knew however, was the existence and the method of attaining the artifact the Mage's Association were tearing each other apart for. He only needed enough prana to attain it...

[hr][color=8dc73f][b]Marie[/b][/color]

They walked out the underground room, navigating an old labyrinthine network of rooms underneath the church. It seemed to serve a purpose before being abandoned, but what it was eluded Marie. Perhaps it was a catacomb to house the rich deceased. Soon, they emerged in one of the wing of the church.

"I understand that you are being sheltered by the Church, but will this place truly serve as our base of operations? Is this land not Neutral territory during the War?"

"True, Masters and Servants are required to stay clear of neutral grounds." Marie stopped walking and turned to Archer. "However, I am still an executor, tasked to protect Gabriel and the neutrality of this territory. But if it will ease your concern, we are actually housed in the old unused belltower just off the back of this church."

Thinking that was then end of that, she took a step forwards, before Archer spoke again.

"Girl, you do intend on winning the Grail War, do you not? I did not ask you in the presence of your superiors, for various reasons, but now that we are alone, would you tell me your wish? I can hardly swear my sword to a Master who will not communicate their intentions."

She stopped dead in her tracks, pondering on Archer's question. [i]I do not have a wish, [/i]she wanted to say, but it felt like an insult to the one standing before her. "I intend on winning the war, of that you can be sure of. As for my wish..." Marie stopped for a moment. "An end to this war, and preventing the heretics from destabilizing this world."

It was partly true, though it was mostly the wish of the higher ups.

Seeing as there were no more questions, she asked Archer to dematerialize into spirit form, and took her place in the line of executors in the meeting. There were some very odd people in the pews, and was that Jet Li over there? It was kinda hard to mistake that look for anyone else. As soon as the meeting was finished, she took her leave with the rest of the executors. After a few words of encouragement from them, they were both left alone for the moment.

"Archer. This is your first order. Scout out the city and the surrounding area. Fight with the others if you must, but take care not to be caught in prolonged battle." It was simply too early in the war to gauge out strength and priority as of now. It was the same as hunting a vampire, knowledge of even their mundane habits and traits were as important as their statistics and battle abilities.

Gabriel came up beside her, putting a hand on her shoulders. Wordlessly she turned around and followed him, glancing back at Archer, her grey eyes lingering on Archer for a moment.

[color=8dc73f][b]Lancer[/b][/color]

"Well," his Master starts plainly. "For starters, I suppose we must hurry along to meet with the Supervisors of this little ritual. I would have you escort me there, Servant Lancer~"

Escort? Hurry? Well, there was only one thing he could really think of in this situation if she really wanted to hurry, but flying through the city with a girl in his arm doesn't seem like the reasonable thing to do, not at this hour anyways.

Like he guessed, she didn't seem to have much in her possession. Not that he would give any less effort to his Master because of that.

"Hmm..." He scratched behind his head for a moment. "Alright, let us go, Master."

With that he turned into his spirit form as he escorted his Master to the church, becoming invisible to most normal people. "Do not worry, I will stay by your side as we walk to the church."

[color=8dc73f][b]Unnamed Executor[/b][/color] to Dante.[@Rae Zer]
As the executors moved out of the room, a single letter was slipped into Dante's clothing. It simply gives him a instructions on finding a room in the Church, implying a meeting with one of the Supervisors. There was nothing else, save for an addendum that he can refuse to come if he wishes.