[center][h1][color=Teal]Oliver Hallett[/color][/h1][/center]

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[color=Teal]"Oh... yessss."[/color] Mr. Hallett paused, looking at the time and realizing with some embarrassment that he had been rambling through the night. Tentatively he flipped through a few pages of his [color=ed1c24]NOTEBOOK[/color], but realized quickly that recovering his question was a lost cause. [color=teal]"Yes I can be long winded I admit. From time to, ah, time that is."[/color] He would have to get to his questioning of this spirit later. He had been hoping to get the jump on everyone by having already interviewed his summons, but it seemed he had burned that bridge. 

When he looked up from his book, the spirit was suddenly polishing a sword. 

The elderly magus studied the blade that the apparition had produced with some degree of alarm. He hadn't expected it to be able to leave its circle in the first place, much less produce what looked like a fully functional weapon. He has a distinct feeling that the thing in its hands was not ethereal. It was no wisp of shadowy memory dug up from the grave, like something that a wraith might brandish. This sword was solid, definite and keener looking in fact than any real sword he had ever seen. In fact, it possessed a beauty the likes of which he had never expected to find in a blade... Disconcerting, but highly remarkable. 

More worrying however were some of the spirits comments. Somehow Oliver was getting the distinct impression that he was missing something. 

[color=teal]"Fend off the other Masters? I beg your pardon?" [/color]

Speaking of the other participants he rummaged through his pocket retrieving the letter and hastily removing the tape. His vision seemed blurry, probably from lack of sleep, but it was nothing a good mug of strong coffee wouldn't sort out! Odd though that a spirit would take interest in the mail. Blinking at it he found himself looking at what seemed to be some sort of party invitation...

[color=teal]"Oh! Hullo, I was expecting this! The other participants of the... hmm, they seem to be calling it a war... in any case the other members of this experiment, the one pertaining to your own summoning I mean, are going to meet for something of a party this afternoon. I hope to make a good impression!" [/color]

Folding his letter he gazed across the room once more, considering the ghost that was looking right at him. Its gaze was quite penetrating, and it made him uncomfortable. [color=teal]"Look, I am sure you are confused about many things. I haven't done an introduction to what is going on here very well i'm afraid. And this time period can be so confusing, even to someone who lives in it! We will be attending a social event to meet the other scholars who have gathered here. The plan is to call forth many figures through history! I have to say, your own summoning came out rather better than I expected! You even have a definite form, that's rare for these sorts of things. If I may be optimistic, you should be the crowning jewel of the meeting!" [/color]