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[b][The Ottoman Empire Team][/b] - [i]Akshamsaddin Arrives at the Meeting[/i][/center]

It was a nice building. Of course it would be. The Mage Association clearly didn't feel the need to budget themselves. This was the problem with European Magecraft. They had purged the real talent centuries ago, and held on by following only a select few. This was why at one point the Europeans had sought the destruction of the magecraft found in the cradle of humanity. Or roughly about. But as Aksha stood at the doorway, he knew he was not the important player in this particular venture. No, he was a messenger for the duo currently making their way to the Grail War's chosen location. 

Aksha had a secret, not that he hid it. He was not the only one of himself. But rather a circle of around fifteen who operated together, yet across vast distances. Together they sought one goal. To discover a way around the blockade that had kept him stagnate in his magical growth for nearly several centuries. No success on any fronts. Until that day when a letter arrived to one of the group. Passing it over to the strongest of their sect, they all knew this was their one chance to achieve a miracle wish. And, to reunite with his student. The only individual he knew who could win the grail war without a fuss. 

But that was neither here nor there. The man in all those heavy robes entered the building. Stopping the occasional student for directions, and while he was sure one of them had just made directions up to annoy him, he eventually found his way to the office of a certain Director Orson. 

[color=f7941d]"I apologize for arriving just a bit early. I got a tad lost along the way."[/color] Aksha said, a smile under that mask he wore, and the heavy turban tilting just a little on his head. He refused to change his clothing for anything. The outfit in question managed to both breath, and be warm in the cold. [color=f7941d]"I was making sure that I had arrived at the war's location in advance. I realize it may come off as a tad overzealous, but my student insisted on getting there early. And he needed the learning experience."[/color] He may have been a bit too vague, since he could see the confusion on the faces of more than a few of the gathered individuals. [color=f7941d]"It's complicated. But you may refer to me as Master of the Archer Class servant."[/color]

He took a seat, adjusting its position a few times to make sure he had the comfiest position possible, while still being able to look at the others. [color=f7941d]"You may all call me, Aksha. It rolls easier off the tongue I've been told."[/color]
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[center]Mehmed and Akshamsaddin arriving in Poland.[/center]

[color=ed1c24]"So, Teacher, this is where the grail war is going to be?"[/color] There was something bitter in Archer's voice. [color=ed1c24]"It's disappointing. I was expecting someplace..."[/color] There was a slight annoyance to the way he spoke. As if he was disappointed by the sheer simplicity of the town chosen for this war. [color=ed1c24]"Bigger."[/color] He held his hands a bit further apart, and Aksha couldn't help but chuckle at his student's dissatisfaction with the location. 
[color=f7941d]"Well, we haven't reached the grail war yet. This is just a detour while we get some food."[/color] Aksha explained, picking up a french fry from the meal they had picked up. Burgers and fries, with a milkshake for Archer. He didn't need the food, but he had been out of the timeline for nearly 600 years by this point. So him scarfing down as many fries, burgers, and milkshakes as possible was clearly the conqueror making up for lost time. 

Archer pushed nearly half a burger into his mouth, while his other hand brushed through the fur of a stray cat that had taken itself up on his lap. A few others strays hovered around, finding ways to get comfy around the man. All while the two of them attracted attention from a few others who spotted them. 
[color=ed1c24]"Well, we should avoid further detours. Despite how delicious this burger is."[/color] He said, giving his feline companions a little ear scratch here and there. [color=ed1c24]"Or maybe we should get take-out. I have interest in this so called 'Chinese' food I've seen in some buildings. It clearly isn't, but it must have some merit."[/color]
[color=f7941d]"Naturally. You have missed out on experiencing so much. The grail may fill in all that information for you, but it fails to give you the experience of it. Before the war begins properly, I believe we should go see a movie in the theaters. There is one called... Mad Max that I believe you would enjoy."[/color] Aksha replied, reaching out to pat the noggin of one of the cats who had opted to follow his student. [color=f7941d]"But, I don't think your feline followers will be allowed to join us."[/color]
[color=ed1c24]"What can I say? They follow me because, they know that by doing so, they will be fed and taken care of. It is the nature of things."[/color] 

[color=f7941d]"Of course. That is the nature of things."[/color]