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[h3][i]Hundredth-Degree Road Brawler
Athens’ Great Hero-King[/i][/h3]
[h2]Theseus[/h2][/center]

[center][b]Class: [/b]Saber
[b]Alignment: [/b]Lawful Good
[b]Attribute:[/b] Heaven

[b]Source:[/b] Classical Mythology
[b]Region: [/b]Greece

[b]Likes:[/b] Smiles, hiking, diving
[b]Dislikes:[/b] Tears, wasted efforts, idleness

[b]Talents:[/b] Administration, wilderness survival, cage matches

[b]Natural Enemy:[/b] Penthesilea, Helen of Troy

[b]Armament:[/b] Sword, fists.

[b]Image Color:[/b] Silver and red.[/center]

[center][b]Parameters
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[b]STR:[/b] B+
[b]CON:[/b] A
[b]AGI:[/b] A
[b]MGI:[/b] B
[b]LCK:[/b] C[/center]


[hider=Biography]

Son of the Princess of Troezen, his mother was possessed by Poseidon the same night she had conceived him with King Aegeus of Athens, so one could say he was both rightfully child of the King and the Sea God. Trained in courtly and martial matters since boyhood, when he grew into a man, he took the birthright his mortal father had left — a sword and sandals — and parted for Athens to claim his proper place.

Facing various challenges along the way, he achieved fame as a great hero long before he met his father, which made the man uneasy about the intentions of the powerful youth, since Theseus had chosen to not to reveal his identity. He was sent in another task to prove himself by his father’s consort, who sought to get rid of him by having Theseus try to subdue the Marathonian Bull.

To her surprise and terror, he succeeded, so her next attempt was poison. Aegeus, however, finally recognized the blade and sandals — and so knocked the cup away and embraced his child. Life would be kind, for a while, until the time to send tribute to King Minos of Crete came.

The circumstances behind that episode are well-understood. Brave Theseus embarked on an adventure once more, this time to free his people from the tyrannical demands of king Minos that forced Athens to send her children to die. He traveled, he found love with Ariadne, he entered the labyrinth and he bested the monster within, victoriously escaping what was thought to be “certain death” once again.

. . .Beyond any doubt, what a brilliantly heroic tale.

Following the events, he parted for Athens with Ariadne at his side, but it is then that the bad turns would begin, starting with Dyonisius choosing his love as bride and threatening to bring retribution upon him and his people.

A choice between his love and the well-being of his kingdom — it went without saying. But that was far from the end of his tragedy.

Following Ariadne’s abandonment under Dyonisius’ command, Theseus was so distraught that he had forgotten to swap the funeral black sails for white ones, and Aegeus believed the worst. Thinking his only son dead, he threw himself to the sea in grief.

Theseus would then have to shoulder the burden of kingship, swallowing his own grief to be the leader his subjects deserved, throwing himself to the task. However, that was far from the end of his adventures.

The time he spent on that ship.

The meeting with his sworn friend and the series of events that arose from it.

The hunt for that boar that had fallen as punishment upon the land.

Indeed, each and every one of those moments became indelibly engraved on his heart, for better or worse. He forged rivalries, he formed priceless friendships and certainly carved his name as a hero upon the world. 

But what truly marked his life was meeting that queen once he made an expedition to the land of the Amazons his friend had told him about.

Possessing a radiance that nobody could argue against, possessing an authority no one could deny, he would be lying if he said he did not find himself attracted on the basis of her looks alone.

But when he approached her, they fought. And after they fought, they talked. And as he learned more about her. . .

Hippolyta — she was the second and last woman he ever loved.

Over time, he courted her, and she answered to his advances. Theirs was the first marriage between an Amazon and a man. He lived the happiest days of his reign alongside her, and she bore their child, Hippolytus.

The other Amazons did not take kindly to their union, besieging Athens. Despite Theseus’ willingness to die for his people, seeing as he considered it to be his fault that they were under attack, that woman ended up sacrificing herself for his sake.

The Amazons left, and Theseus swore to never love again. The years passed, and he found himself a worse man for it — culminating in the death of his child, by his own hand no less, due to the trickery of a woman and his own stupidity.[/hider]

[hider=Temperament]

A hopeless thrill-seeker by nature and a shameless tease by choice, or perhaps the other way around. Amiable and easy-going, he prefers to bear the earnest grin of an adventurer rather than the severe frown of a monarch. 

One can say, then, that his disposition is naturally inclined to that of his youth, which he considers to be his personal golden age. Essentially, someone that faces what the world throws at him head on, a man for whom the road he will take is dictated by his heart alone.

Furthermore, he is so relaxed as to be easily distracted by — and enamoured with — modern culture. In particular, he has grown into a fan of professional wrestling, which he attempts to emulate by “acting like a heel” so as to “bring the hype to Grailmania”.

(. . .As an aside, please do not tell him that his ‘trash-talk abilities’ are far below average. You will hurt his feelings)

Truly, a hero tainted by modernity.

At a glance, getting along with him is easy, provided you aren’t the sort he had to put down so often. More than anything, do not insult the memory of his loved ones — because he is just the kind of idiot for whom they are his world.

A simple man that likes to see people smiling, a fool that cannot bear the tears of another. Even to that beast within the labyrinth, his last words were neither hateful or mocking as he kept it company in its last moments, but rather, a single heartfelt statement.

[center][i]”I wanted to save you, as well.”
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He could never regret the road he took, even if despair was what awaited him at the end. He could never regret seeking to help. He could never regret having brought even a bit of happiness to others.

But he could regret other things. His lack of strength, his quick temper, the decisions that led to the suffering of those under him, his forgetfulness.

. . .The ‘core’ of the hero named Theseus is, thusly, ‘one who wins the battles before him, but loses what matters most along the way’.

If heroes are nothing more than slaves to their own stories—
If he is nothing more than a hopeless man destined to always lose what is dearest to him—

All that means is. . .[/hider]

[center][b]Class Skills
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[center][i]Magic Resistance: B
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Ability to negate or abate the effects of magecraft, differing from the “resistance” of magi. In practice, he is immune to any magecraft of up to three verses — even when faced against the likes of High Thaumaturgy and Greater Rituals, it is difficult for him to be affected.

He presents the “expected” minimum level for a Saber.

[center][i]Riding: A
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Ability to handle vehicles and mounts, extending not only to what existed in the Servant’s lifetime, but modern contraptions. Even state-of-the-art transports can be handled expertly.

Regarding animals, however, it cannot cope with the likes of beast from the Phantasmal or Divine categories. His figure subduing the Marathonian Bull is well-recorded, so he also boasts the qualifications for the Rider class.


[center][b]Personal Skills
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[center][i]Divinity: B
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Refers to one’s aptitude as a Divine Spirit. At higher Ranks, one can be treated as a mixed breed of sorts. 

In his case, the suitable Rank is displayed owing to his status as the favored son of Poseidon. His Saber iteration emphasizes this aspect of “the wandering, divine-blooded hero”.

[center][i]Pankration: A+++
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The staple martial art of Greece that was developed by Saber and Heracles.

Understand the nature of the enemy, grasp the conditions of the battle, and then refined skill, natural talent and accrued experience will work together to forge a path that will lead to their absolute submission. Rather than simply “an array of ready techniques”, it can be classified as “Saber’s identity as a combatant”.

A tool for humans, against humans, that nonetheless was used to carry out the absurdity of “conquering that which is beyond humanity”. Such is the nature behind Saber’s use of the oldest martial art in Greece — the blows that trounced the mother of the Calydonian Boar, subjugated the Marathonian Bull and crushed the Minotaur.

. . .One can only wonder how terrifying the result of this man meeting a certain “nee-san” would be.

[center][i]Eye of the Mind (False): B
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Refers to the combination of an inborn talent to sense danger and battle experience gained over one’s life used to refine it, utilizing such things in order to grasp both one’s own condition and the opponent’s so as to “avoid a lethal predicament”. Additionally, it also offers the bonus effect of lowering visual and hearing penalties.

A skill resulting both from his natural talents inherited by blood and refined by his battles all over Grecia and beyond — from the hidden dangers behind amiable faces to the capacity to instantly grasp the winning path even against the one that was called “the strongest wrestler in Attica”. Even in the utter darkness of that labyrinth, he found his way and beat the enemy without a single wound to show for it.

The joint prescience, battle experience and accumulated techniques of a hero that never lost a fight in his lifetime.

[center][i]Self-Modification: EX
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Ability to remold one’s own body or merge one’s own flesh with another’s. Not bestowed upon him for something he did in the legend, but rather, due to a paradox and subsequent thought experiment that has been heavily associated with him, to the point of bearing his own name.

The changes Elimination-Class can bring are such that the bearer could very well turn into a different person entirely, and the higher the rank, the more one’s status as a hero “decreases”, but this appears to not be an issue.

To begin with, the principle behind the experiment is the idea that “no matter how drastically the shell changes, the self continues uninterrupted”, so it can be said with complete certainty that Theseus will always be Theseus.

[center][b]Noble Phantasm
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