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[@Crusader Lord]
[u]Wandering, Shinto Town[/u]
Walking the earth again was a truly unique sensation. But more than that, the information he had received from the grail regarding the current state of music was far too important not to attempt to properly look into. Music had changed and developed with the passing of eras, with the shifting tides of times forcing limitations not only upon humans but also the world. What was once possible had been sealed, no longer freely available.

But even with the changes, humanity still found ways to rise and push forward once more. New musicians stepped up to the stage, and fulfilled the position of the one to raise the collective understanding of Music to now.

Thus, the portable music player he was listening to now gave him a wonderful experience of modern music as he let his thoughts wander with his feet.


[u]Several Days Ago, Greece[/u]
Appearing in a brilliant flash of light, Orpheus summoned his instrument into hand. Refusing to look up at his master, he began to tune the guitar-looking instrument, and began to strum. A slightly annoyed look appeared on his face as he gave another experimental pluck of a string and listened intently.

“So, this is what music has become?” Orpheus sighed and finally looked at his master. “Servant Caster, brought forth by your summons. I’ll tell you this much- don’t expect me to win the war for you. At best, we’ll be able to make it out alive. At worst, everything ends the first day.”

Noticing her gleaming eyes, he pulls out another instrument, this one a small flute. “Hmm. Would you like to learn how to play, child?” The offer is not one to be refused, from the looks on his face.

Spreading proper understanding and appreciation of music was just as important as playing it, after all.


[u]Present Day[/u]
A commotion stirs in the area. Shouts from passerby and the word of mouth spread rapidly. “Heracles is here!” they say. The crowd grows. Suspicions arise.

[i]“Master, I’ll be checking this out. Enjoy your meal. And make sure you’re still practicing when I come back!”[/i] Orpheus sends to his master.

Following the movement of people, he lands upon the scene, instrument drawn. No matter what he'd find here, it would undoubtedly be well served with a bit of playing.