[color=fff200]“To act in such a manner; his behaviour is disgraceful for one summoned from the Throne.”[/color] Standing at the rear of the group, Rider looked on disapprovingly at the spectacle of Archer arguing with the preacher. Beside him his Master also looked uneasy, the shorter gentleman shuffling in place from one foot to the other; though in his case his discomfort wasn’t just due to the theological aspect of the disagreement.

Dieter still felt out of place in this group, unprepared for what was to come, something that was only made worse when he turned to speak to his Servant, having the crane his neck just to see his face. [color=8dc73f]“I wouldn’t have expected you to care Rider. This isn’t a temple to the Olympians.”[/color]

Frowning, Rider followed Archer with his eyes as the exasperated Servant stormed out of the room. Eyes narrowing in thought, he turned to look down at his Master before responding to his statement. [color=fff200]“I have seen first-hand what the gods are capable of when they are angered; when a mortal attempts to fight against them, or if they do not pay the gods the proper respect, or if they arrogantly place themselves above the gods. The gods can bring us low and make fools of us whenever they choose. They are far stronger than any mortal, not matter how great; even if this building represents a faith I do not believe in, to tempt destruction in this way before a war is foolish.”[/color]

Rider paused as another person approached their group, both he and Dieter turning to listen as the man introduced himself as Archer’s Master. The other Master’s seemed to accept this easily enough, but Dieter was surprised; he had thought the masked man he had briefly met in the Clocktower had been the Master of the Archer-class, and while this man certainly dressed the same he was clearly not the same person he had met.

Letting out a sigh Dieter made a note to question someone about this later. This must have been something that was discussed prior to his arrival, his tardiness meaning he had missed something important.

[color=fff200]“But that is not what troubles me.”[/color] When Aksha had finished Rider continued from where he left off, still frowning though in Archer’s absence his target had moved to the Magus who called himself his Master. [color=fff200]“To behave in such a way as a guest, to destroy your host’s possessions and to even steal their object of worship; I have never witnessed of such an egregious breaking of hospitality. It may even exceed Paris stealing the wife of Menelaus in its evil. The gods do not take the breaking of xenia lightly. Paris brought about the fall of Troy with his transgression; let’s hope this man does not invite disaster upon us in the same way.”[/color]