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[u]Banquet, Academy[/u][/center]

[quote]"You, Caster, musician, whatever you choose to name yourself- are you able to scry the Servant's location? I propose we each observe their appearance, so that we know the face of the enemy, and then that we continue this gathering. There is no sense in letting such hospitality go to waste, fuahaha!"[/quote]

The formerly jovial eyes of Caster had hardened into flint, all light and humor extinguished. “Faker. Your presence here heralded those spears. If you are in alliance with the Lancer, then even the slight interest your own tune held will be worth nothing.” With the warning sent, he began to [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RNHUrfKwA4Y]play[/url] once more, a foreboding, ominous tune as he called for the death of the barbarian. 

In front of everyone’s eyes, a hazy mist coalesced to form a sort of “screen” which projected the Barbarian who had assaulted the banquet. The Lancer running while carrying their Master, while another servant was beginning to engage them- there was no better opportunity than now. He could hear the screams in his mind, and knew that Theseus would be experiencing the same. The image of the Lancer confirmed what he had heard of the Noble Phantasm’s True Name Release.

“Altera the Hun.” The words drip like venom from his mouth. He turns to the crowd, fury burning brighter as his playing reaches a fever pitch. “Kill the Barbarian who has trespassed upon this occasion of merriment and wonder! I will support all of you! To whomever kills her-”

[Apologies for this Master, but I [i]cannot[/i] let this pass.]

“I promise a true Alliance, to work with another!” There were more than a few Servants within the banquet whom Orpheus would have rather thrown himself at the tender mercies of the beast-women of Dionysus once more before aiding, but the being who had attacked them could not be permitted to live. Not a moment longer. The thoughts of Orpheus the muse, who had his concert intruded upon, Orpheus the civilized, who witnessed a Barbarian to exemplify all Barbarians, and Orpheus the ear of the Muses and their own mouth who saw the greatest scourge of history live, all came and became unified.

However, that did not mean he could not alter the playing field to suit his purposes...Starting up a [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wPqJwmCuVss]new song[/url], he granted aid and succor to the Servants, increasing their speed, and implanting upon them the information of their target’s location, a false Clairvoyance. There was one he knew in particular from his days on the Argo, and he approached him.

“Theseus. Jump.” He’d know what to do. 

The guitar strumming would remind him, if not. 

[@Wine and Dine]