[img]https://i.imgur.com/0TafUeU.png[/img] [center][color=fdc68a][u][b]Pandarus Express[/b][/u][/color][/center] [right]Miyama Town**[@Red Alice][@Rondo of Blood][@SSW][@Rune_Alchemist][/right] [color=fdc68a]"How fortuitous then that you are a painter."[/color] Pandarus said, with a flash of his teeth. [color=fdc68a]"Rider has been requiring a painter for some time. Soldiers by the thousands, but... No artist to chronicle his war."[/color] He held his hands up, as slowly the soldiers gathered about turned to look at each of the servants, and their master. The faces. Each without expression. An... Empty face. Smooth without a wrinkle or ear. Only a hole where they should have expression. Drooling out a thick mud, which sizzled away into nothing. This face on each soldier, regardless of armor or flag. Yet Pandarus did not stop walking. He seemed unaware, or perhaps simply uncaring of the soldiers around them. As if... He had become used to such a display. Further and further into the camp they walked, with soldiers shuffling by, or simply stepping aside as the Archer led the group further along. Ahead lay tents. To those who fought in the war... It was like being slapped in the face. Each tent was laid out in a pattern. A near half circle, or the hoof of a horse. And yet... The fabrics. The way it faced them... They were home. Home outside Troy. Facing the very set up that had faced them outside Troy. As if they had stepped into a fantasy, with faceless soldiers standing around in droves. [color=fdc68a]"RIDER! I HAVE RETURNED WITH HEROES OF TROY! [sub]And Diomedes...[/sub]"[/color] Pandarus raised his hands, as if in salute. The largest tent, for a leader, opened up. His eyes narrowed as he stepped out into the field, eyes wide with pleasure. [color=f26522]"Welcome!"[/color] He laughed, arms out wide to accept each of them into his army. [color=f26522]"I welcome you, to my camp!"[/color] And so... They met [url=https://i.imgur.com/KLIF08Q.jpg]Alexander the Great[/url]. ____________________________________________________ [img]https://i.imgur.com/k1aTeQ9.png[/img] [center][color=6ecff6][u][b]Diarmuid ua Duibhne[/b][/u][/color][/center] [right]Near the Edge of Town**[@Stormborn][@Seirei No Hai][@ERode][@Love Detective][/right] It was odd how much this knight reminded him of someone. No, not Fionn. But as Diarmuid looked across that distance, he was reminded of another knight. One brimming with energy, who fought to save the princess in every challenge, and... Well... Perhaps it was just better to treat it as a fondness. He twirled that golden blade in his hand, and stepped forward. [color=6ecff6]"Very well, I shall spar with you. But once I have laid you out on your back, I want you to remember that you asked for it."[/color] Diarmuid said, before charging forward. A flurry of strikes from his blade, as playful as a child swinging a blade around, but with the skill of a knight worthy of his title. For Diarmuid, it was all fun. [img]https://i.imgur.com/nLv6HIi.png[/img] [center][color=a2d39c][u][b]Caster[/b][/u][/color][/center] [right]Near the Edge of Town**[@Stormborn][@Seirei No Hai][@ERode][@Love Detective] Taking Control of Liliana and Hatshepsut.[/right] [i]"I assume you mean the Rider that chased after your scout? I hope he didn't hurt him too much, it'd be bad if we lost our Rider in case Caster's Master is in a sea of enemies."[/i] There was a good nature'd smile from the Shu general, and he nodded after a pause. "Yes, I refer to your Rider. Gawain, correct? Or perhaps he has not shared his name with you yet." He took a step closer, as if he was unworried by a sword. "I am an ally. The bounded field you have entered is my noble phantasm, Unreturning Army: Stone Sentinel Maze." It seemed so simple when he said it that way. [color=a2d39c]"I have placed this field all over Fuyuki. Particularly the outer edges. For close to the center of this city, lies an army set up by this grail war's..."[/color] He paused, as if he didn't quite know what word he'd prefer to use. [color=a2d39c]"Winner. A servant known as Rider."[/color] He understood that it may be difficult for them to trust his word, considering they had arrived from Chaldea, without connection. [color=a2d39c]"How about this. I shall prove myself an ally, in one move."[/color] He raised a hand, the one holding the fan. His eyes never leaving the three... [i]"Wait, what do you plan to do, in order to prove your honor as an ally?"[/i] Liliana said, interrupting as she stepped forward. Only to then step back, as if that was too forward even for her. [color=a2d39c]"Simple... I am restoring the thing you need most. But don't tell anybody, because it's a secret."[/color] There was calm in that moment... [h3][b][color=a2d39c]"Chu Shi Biao"[/color][/b][/h3] Nothing. Caster's words were spoken, and he turned to walk away. The maze did not fall. The world was quite. Liliana felt in that moment as if the tension in the world could be cut by a knife. [color=f6989d]"-ello? A new channel is active on the monitor. Did they connect with others?"[/color] A voice from nowhere. A surprised laugh as if the world was kicked back into motion. [color=f6989d]"At last! Another team has established contact! This is Raphael, servant of madam Yuna Hoshiyumi! And you are in contact with Chaldea! Oh what glorious news! I thought we'd lost you for a while!"[/color] The figure of a [url=https://i.imgur.com/yDAtfEp.png]man[/url] burst into life before them. [color=f6989d]"Madam, we have contact with a new party! I told you I was a genius! Must have been a glitch in the system. One of my drones must have made an error. No matter how hard I try, they never can match my artistic flare."[/color] [i]"What a strange man. I hate him."[/i] Was all Hatshepsut had to say.