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[center][color=a2d39c][u][b]Caster[/b][/u][/color][/center]
[right]Caster's Base**[@Stormborn][@Seirei No Hai][@ERode][@Love Detective]
Taking Control of Liliana and Hatshepsut.[/right]

[i]"So what's the plan? Will the world be saved if we simply took the head of the Conqueror King? Or are there blacker machinations at hand here, Zhuge?"[/i]

[color=a2d39c]"You may call me Liang. Zhuge is a family name, and I feel we are beyond such formalities."[/color] Caster said, with a smile at the question, and then a firm look as he thought on the first one. 
[color=a2d39c]"To be honest, I suspect this is not as simple as one singularity. As any mage can testify, the amount of magical energy, planning, and machinations required to start even one singularity is so immense that if you're going to bother with it at all, you may as well go for two, or three maybe. This moment just happened to be the most recent in your history, so that your system could pinpoint it faster than the other singularities."[/color]

There was a pause.

[color=a2d39c]"But, in the case of this singularity, I feel it's simply a task of getting the grail. Something that no doubt will require you to kill the King of Conquerors. He's strong, no doubt, but even someone like him must have a weakness."[/color] It did indeed sound simple, but anybody who knew how this worked would be able to agree that this was no such easy task. Not when the enemy had a holy grail in their possession, and a possible mysterious benefactor. 

[color=a2d39c]"As for the grail mud, I shall join you in the final battle if possible. I will do what I can about the mud, but... It would probably be best if instead you manage to draw him out from his camp, so that he cannot rely on the mud as a defense. And... I have a method just for that. But, you will have to be ready for when that happens. If not, defeat and failure is guaranteed."[/color]

[color=a2d39c]"On that note, one thing that would certainly help, is if Saber had his second sword."[/color] Caster added, and glanced at Saber who was seated in the corner, nodding along. 
[color=6ecff6]"It's true. My sword was stolen by the enemy Assassin. If Assassin is slain, I shall get my sword back, and would no doubt help even the odds of the war."[/color]
[color=a2d39c]"Assassin was known to roam around the church district. Maybe you should head in that direction? Saber can guide you."[/color]

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[color=f26522][h3]ALEXANDER THE GREAT[/h3][/color]
[@Rune_Alchemist]

Alexander the great was all grins. But there was something odd about him. Something odd, that certainly made something clear. [i]'This person is not sane.'[/i] Or perhaps there was just something about his general charisma that made him just seem that inhuman. A grin that was from ear to ear, and his foot tapping softly against the ground. 

[i]"I am Marietta, Sir Rider, I am a humble painter and Magus. I am understanding you may have need of one of those? And I apologize if it seems a little forward to ask, but would you mind sharing what exactly is going on here?"[/i]

[color=f26522]"I didn't ask you to speak."[/color] Was the conqueror's response. The three servants moved in closer to their master, as if ready to d- [color=f26522]"But that's wonderful! I love it when somebody doesn't feel like they need permission! AHAHAHAHAHA!"[/color] He slapped at his knee, and Panderus did the same. Both keeping their eyes and focus on the servants and their summoner. 

"Well, I'll leave the explanation to Panderus. As for your three servants, I invite them to my tent, so that we may discuss matters while you are being updated on the current situation." Alexander said, something that Hector(?) and Trolius both nodded to. The only servant who did not nod was Diomedes. Who turned to look at Marietta. His eyes spoke when his mouth could not. 'Caution. Do not trust them.'

"I'll be staying with my summoner, if that is fine." Diomedes said, which received a scowl from Alexander. Panderus seemed to tense, and Diomedes changed his words. "I mean, only if she wants. I would much prefer to enjoy a drink with the great Alexander." 

'Be safe.' That was the last thing Diomedes said with his eyes, before he and the other three stepped into the tent. Panderus gripping Marietta by the shoulder, and guiding her down a path.

[color=f9ad81]"We have a few other people we rescued from Fuyuki. Some of them aren't ready to help our cause, but I'm sure you would be able to speak with them."[/color] Panderus said, as he led the painter through the camp. Deeper and deeper, and then further away. A house sitting by the side of the camp, and one that said without words or signage... [b]Prison[/b].

The door swung open, and Marietta was shoved into darkness. The cell house was a makeshift jail, with locks and latches on the door, as if to keep her from merely crawling out or forcing her way out. 

[b]"Well... I see I have a visitor."[/b] In the near darkness, there was a man. Sitting on the lone chair in the whole building. [b]"My name is Kiritsugu Emiya. I see you met Rider."[/b]