[center][h1][color=9e0039]Dante Alighieri[/color][/h1][/center]

A Servant did indeed answer the summons of Christelle. However, it was not the purest of maidens that she had hoped to form her contract with. The one who stood before her was rather... different, to say the least.

[color=9e0039]"Hello there, my lady."[/color]

The tall, well-dressed man bowed humbly before his master, his cloak ruffling off to the side as it did. On his side was an old book, one that some might even think of as an ancient tome. No, this man was most certainly not a Heroic Spirit for being a legendary warrior of some sort. He was the storyteller who journeyed through Hell itself.

[color=9e0039]"I am your Caster class Servant, Dante Alighieri. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."[/color]

He slowly rose from his bow and began pacing around Christelle, looking over her thoroughly. He wanted to impress her visage into his mind, so that he would be able to aptly describe it in the story these two would inevitably create together. For him, this would not be a simple Holy Grail War. It would be a new journey for him to embark on, along with his Master. As for the other combatants in this War?

They were useless, all useless.

[color=9e0039]"Might I ask what you used as a catalyst for my summoning, my lady?"[/color]