[center][h2][color=royalblue][u]Archer of Lightning[/u][/color][/h2][/center]

Tesla stared into the sky with what could only be described as a mixture of confusion and dread. He had begun to aim at the thing that fell from the sky a few seconds ago, but the moment he did something within him screamed, it wailed for him to desist if he valued his life even remotely. Upon closer inspection the thing could only be described as a comical penguin of sorts, falling to ground directly in front of the Church. All defenses were disabled immediately, he was not going to incur whatever penalty may lie from attacking this thing if he could help it. He also wasn't going to go anywhere near it, so he dashed inside the Church the moment the thing touched the ground as the penguin began to look around for whoever it was supposed to deliver its message too.

A few minutes passed before the front door opened suddenly, a strange black thing being thrown out as the door was immediately shut once again.
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[b][h2]Clockwork Familiar- Designation D4R1U5[/h2][/b]
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The strange little thing got up onto its feet, roaring at the door in a squeaky yet loud tone as it banged on the wood with as much ferocity as it's 4 foot frame could manage. After about a minute of this it began to pant as it fell onto its butt, hands on knees as it glared at the door. What a rude creator Tesla was, he could have at least let it walk out on its own. It set out to do its task regardless as it got back up and walked over to the confused penguin, grunting out a greeting as it waited for the small bird to give its message. 

GREETINGS MASTER AND/OR SERVANTS OF THE SECOND HOLY GRAIL WAR IN FUYUKI. DUE TO RECENT ISSUES REGARDING THE MAGES ASSOCIATION, I WOULD LIKE TO HOLD AN EMERGENCY MEETING IN ORDER TO RECTIFY THIS ISSUE. THE LOCATION SHALL BE IN THE DIVINE DESCENDING DENOUEMENT (DDD )HOTSPRINGS. I WOULD ASK THAT YOU ATTEND IN PERSON, HOWEVER INPUT REGARDLESS OF SOURCE WILL BE IMPORTANT. THIS MEETING WILL BE HELD AT SUNDOWN. BRING YOUR OWN BEER. 

[right] -Benita Garibaldi 
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Lancer [/right] 

The clockwork familiar grunted in response, turning to see if its creator had opened the door yet to let it back inside. Still nothing. It turned back to the penguin and stared, wondering what it was supposed to do now. Well, it could follow the penguin it supposed. Perhaps it could carry it around? That could be fun. With that being decided, it turned around and vaguely motioned for the delivery penguin to get up on it's shoulder as it crouched down. Time for an adventure.