[h3]Huang Lanfen[/h3]

“Hmm, divide and conquer then.” It sounded so simple, but she knew that these things were never as easy as they sounded. Rider was talking about directing this war from behind the scenes after all, playing history’s greatest heroes and villains against each other for their own benefit.

How interesting.

She’d been told her whole life that it was better to keep her head down, hide in the shadows, and be patient. ‘The tallest trees are the first to be cut down’, how many times had she heard those exact words? To hear them again now chafed, in what should have been her moment of glory, but she could be patient; for the grail, she could be infinitely patient.

“Fine. Then let’s get started immediately; what do you say to a little scouting expedition Rider?” She leaned against the counter behind her, sitting demurely on the edge of a surface laden with deadly poisons. “We can’t hide away in the shadows then our absence will be noticed; if we’re to feign weakness then we need to be seen as weak. Go out and find one of the other Servants and fight them, drag it out for as long as you can, then run with your tail between your legs.”

Huang smiled then, but it had a cruel edge to it; lips curling up and teeth bared. “If you can draw more than one of them and goad them to fight each other then all the better.”

[@Vahir]

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[h3]Jangar[/h3]

The birds flew away. Perhaps they could sense the malignant energy in the air as the skeletons appeared, or perhaps it was the tensing of Lancer’s muscles that scared them away; in either case, they had all fled by the time Lancer dropped down from the tree to face the undead. All of the animals had, leaving the park eerily quiet.

[i]”Ah, never mind, it seems they’ve found me instead.”[/i]

Jangar regarded the skeletons coolly, unafraid despite their ghastly appearance and dreadful cries. He placed a hand on his chin and made a thoughtful noise as he examined them; they wore scraps of armour and carried weapons that were distinctly Japanese in origin and they appeared to be adorned with origami figures; the creations of a Japanese Servant perhaps, or was this aesthetic simply because of where they had been made?

One of the skeletons lunged forward when it was close enough, swinging its naginata at him in a downward stroke that was suddenly deflected off of the haft of an oversized spear that had not been there a moment ago. Jangar responded with a kick that caught the skeleton in the chest, cracking a couple ribs but doing little more than shoving the creature back.

[i]”Shall I try and capture one? We might be able to learn something of its creator.”[/i]

Stepping forward, Jangar spun on the ball of one foot and swung his spear backhanded, catching the foremost skeleton in the temple with the haft just below the blade. The skull cracked and shattered, practically exploding from atop the undead’s shoulders from the force of the hit.

[i]”Answer quickly, if you can. They won’t last long.”[/i]

[@KoL][@1Charak2]