[color=slategray]"Alright, so how's this looking like?
"The Master? Seems to be alright, though those mix of traits might be a bit too troublesome. Might have to keep an eye out for her.
"Her 'wish' is doable. Nothing too ambitious. Nothing I can't sit well with. Something I'm already well equipped for...
"As for that catalyst... well, to be frank, I've got no clue what that is.
"Ah, oh well. Orders are orders, after all...[/color][hr]
[h1][img]https://image.ibb.co/fQ1ku9/image.png[/img] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n2rVnRwW0h8][color=slategray]"Let's get this show on the road..."[/color][/url][/h1][hr][u]Operation[/u]: [color=red][b]"Broken Wolf"[/b][/color]
[u]Location[/u]: [color=red]"Old Mansion", Rich District[/color]
[u]Date[/u]: [color=red]12 / 10 / 2030[/color]
[u]Time[/u]: [color=red]7:■■ AM[/color]
[u]Designation "3"[/u]: [color=black]ACTIVE[/color]/[color=red]INACTIVE[/color][hr]
[@GreenGoat]

Frederica's call was answered. Within the circle, a hero had appeared. A Knight of the Round Table, it was, but it wasn't quite who the young magus had sought after...

The Servant looked rather ghastly, appearing as an older man whose bearded face is covered in scars and missing an eye. An apparent veteran of many battles, what completed his monstrous appearance was some sort of small horn sprouting just above his right brow, the horn itself having a mesmerizing shine to it as if it was formerly a part of something else. Something beautiful. As far as looks were concerned, however, Frederica had summoned a [i]monster.[/i]

As the dust cleared from the wine cellar, the rest of his appearance was easy to make up. The Servant was tall, though not notably tall, definitely not [i]freakishly[/i] tall, and he wore some sort of tattered patchwork of a cloak... no, "cloak" wasn't the right word, as it was closer to what some would call a "poncho" that covered most of whatever else he was wearing. What was revealed of his plated mail, on the other hand, glistened rather brightly as if it was meticulously shined and polished. If not for his poncho and his unkempt look, this Servant would indeed stick out as a "knight in shining armor." Perhaps his intentions were to hide such a detail?

[color=slategray]"Summoning was a success. No hostiles in the area."[/color] The ragged knight began to speak to himself as he started to move his arms and legs a bit. [color=slategray]"Everything seems to be in place, but I'm still missing an eye. It seems even being in the Throne doesn't fix that, then, huh."[/color]

Stroking his beard, the knight had looked down to the young Frederica Bernstein, scrutinizing her with his one good eye. As he noticed her command spells, he nodded to himself before crossing his arms and clearing his throat.

[color=slategray]"Before we get started, I just need to be certain... [b]are you my Master?[/b]"[/color]