She had concurred with the red-haired man that wanton destruction could itself be a reason, though still mentally held that there could also be a reason. Indeed, questioning at random with no reason would not help whatsoever, but at the same time just tossing away all thoughts of what could be a reason after careful investigation was not helpful either. Regardless, she had kept her tongue and merely nodded to the other side before the screen cut off.
Though now was a slightly different story to her composed and serious self in the video conference.
The small Empress attempted to adjust to sitting with the others in this....more humble of accommodations than sitting around the prying eyes of many had earlier at the other establishment. A light fidgeting of her legs under the table and a minor uncomfortable feeling showing a little bit in her eyes were signs of that. So used to meals on her lonesome, provided by the staff who tended to her whims and desires back in the capital of her dear Begnion. This this more than before, since the main topic had been put aside seemingly for the night, was leaving the small Empress in a more uncomfortable position visibly and internally. It somewhat hammered home a bit of what she dubbed "homesickness" as it were, though she did her best to put on her usual airs and was mostly successful in this endeavor save for the minor clues being unintentionally shown on her part.
"I will have whatever is considered the finest dish on this menu," she said, her voice confident but hoping that said 'finest dish' would at least keep her full and content for the night, helping to chase away whatever thoughts of home might be lingering. Though however it all might go down, her eyes drifted over to her own glass of mere water as she took a moment of thought, but snapped out of it as she saw the slight vibrating in the water and raised an eyebrow at it.
Was there something going on just outside or something?
Li Shuwen
Ikebukuro, Tokyo
After leaping into the ruined area, Li had gone about searching for the source of the destruction, the root of this that could potentially provide a suitable fight or answer to tide him over for the moment after having arrived in such odd conditions. Regardless, the thrill of battle would be its own reward in his mind, should he be able to locate something, though in the end he had heard noises of something large running atop buildings from afar. Safe to say it piqued his interest, more so than the basic programs to be fought back home, though was reminiscent of the larger and far more deadly foes he'd been able it fight there. Ah, potential prey! It was something, at least.
The martial artist had swiftly made his way in the direction of the noises, at speeds only servants were perhaps capable of, before finally spotting from a rooftop a sight that made him laugh aloud at how ridiculous it seemed for a moment. Someone riding on a bike with a yellow helmet, a girl in some kind of armor with no weapons in her hands, a cloaked figure seeming as if she was flying, and a large wolf with what seemed to be a sword in its mouth at the head of things with the others seeming to pursue. A hunt, perhaps? Has this wolf done the damage around here, or was it looking for something else? Though following a ways behind seemed to be two other girls, according to his trained eyes.
Perhaps asking first would yield interesting facts first, its what that girl would have wanted perhaps, though his fists yearned for some actual challenge.
Leaping over, the man garbed in what could only be called an outfit fit for a rich yakuza or a "pimp" landed suddenly in front of Misaki and Miku, looking over to them with arms crossed calmly.
"What is going on here? Are the people over there hunting that wolf?" the martial artist said, not exactly the most tactful in his arrival and sudden questioning, though he was at least getting to the point of things in his mind where it mattered most.
Her patrol had finally amounted to something interesting happening, it seemed, when some screaming and an explosion came from nearby as she was going about from rooftop to rooftop. The set of powers she had currently would most definitely suffice for this, though the question of "if" they would ever remain the same if she "died" again always haunted the very back of her mind. Pushing aside the less than savory thoughts about the matter, Phantom made her way over to the scene and found herself staring in the face of another supposed "hero" who had made his way to the scene as well. Apparently, in a rather.....odd manner of speaking, as compared to the parahumans she knew of at least.
At least breakfast back at the hotel had been nice, scrambled eggs with biscuits and a sausage gravy done in a rather fancy manner.
On the other hand, this (to her mind) new guy was asking perhaps the most obvious question she had heard today.
"Well, the entire front of this bar has been destroyed," she said, trying to be cordial enough as her words came out rather bluntly to the fact of things, "Let's go inside and see if the civilians are ok, before asking to see what happened. Though if you have any way of checking the perimeter to see if the perpetrator is still near, that could help as well."
Nailed it.
And with that, Phantom sprinted to make her way inside of the destroyed bar, to see if she could help anyone first...before trying to ask for what information might be available. To be honest, she was more concerned with the people right now first of all. Not everyone, she supposed, got a second chance at life when it came down to it.
Personality: A man who, due to his own childhood in the harsh steppes, sought to better the world through conquest, through might, through fear, and through reminding humanity of where it had come from in its brutal origins. Normally level-headed, he is the sort who can be utterly calm about dangerous and tough situations, especially in battle. He can be gracious and kind to allies, though retains a toughness even in this, and even goes on something like a “three strike system” for some who he sees as neutral, potential allies, or as being necessary to his goals. Open to an extent, he welcomes learning about new things, new foods, new places, new ideas, and seeks to put these things to good use as he did with the doctors, artists, and others he incorporated all over his empire in life.
Further, as compared to his in-life self the drive for achieving immortality no longer holds sway over his mind. Rather, he sees it as folly now, as he could remark about his old self.
However, there is the obvious darker side to the man famed as Genghis Khan that incited emotions even now. He can be cruel, cold, relentless, and savage to his enemies and those he deems as such without any hesitation in an almost seemingly inhuman manner. Those who surrendered to him were treated well, yet those who defied him, stood up against him, were butchered to the last man and their cities defiled. To those who seem to pursue “useless” goals, such as wealth and an overly comfortable life, he looks down upon due to seeing such things as useless and foolish in this world. He is one who admires another’s strength, might, and will to survive, who grew up in a harsh place that made him a harsh man. One’s drive, loyalty, and will are things he also values, and the opposites and earn his very dangerous ire. Indeed, his anger is highly dangerous to incite, based on the results in his life.
Stats:
Strength: D
Endurance: C
Agility: A+
Mana: B
Luck: C+
Noble Phantasm: A
Class Skills:
Riding: A+
-All vehicles and all creatures but those of Phantasmal Beast and Divine Beast-rank can be used as mounts. This rank is high enough to have aptitude for the Rider Class.
Magic Resistance: B
-Cancel spells with a chant below three verses. Even if targeted by High-Thaumaturgy and Greater Rituals, it is difficult for them to be affected.
In part this skill is at this rank due to his status of possessing divine power within himself as its vessel. He also dealt with a large deal of magecraft users of his time, when he formerly had a desire to become immortal by some means or another.
Personal Skills:
Blessings of Tengri: A
-Is a skill that embodies a natural status of being born as the vessel of a deity’s power, a condition that cannot be acquired by any means as a result of being bestowed rather than gained. Temujin in life was the vessel of the might of the god Tengri, sent by the gods to be born into the world to the Mongolian people. As a result he possesses power from Tengri that he is able to wield as the natural consequence of this. For Temujin, this skill grants him the effects of “Animal Communication”, “Prana Burst” as well as “Divinity”, and the ability to summon powerful bolts of lightning from the sky, all at the same rank as this skill itself.
Military Tactics: B
-Is tactical knowledge used not for one-on-one combat situations, but for battles where many are mobilized. Bonus modifiers are provided during use of one's own Anti-Army Noble Phantasm or when dealing against an enemy Anti-Army Noble Phantasm.
Wrath of Khan: A
-A skill that is fundamentally the opposite of “Charisma”. It is a skill consisting of how well a person can instill obedience to them in others through fear, and impose terror upon others to lower/shatter enemy morale. Reduces the ability of enemies in combat. In short, it both negates the effects of Charisma and imposes the very opposite effects entirely, instilling fear and demoralizing those affected. Amongst the figures that have struck fear into the world over the ages, Genghis Khan in both the East and West is more than infamous for his brutality, aggressiveness, and relentless reputation as a fear-mongering terror amongst all who opposed him in any manner. To oppose him is to know true fear.
Noble Phantasm(s):
Name: Golden Whip, “Subjugation of the World”
Rank: D
Type: Anti-Unit
Appearance: A golden whip, kept curled up at his side on his belt.
Description:
"To master a horse one must learn to use the whip,
Though to not master his own whip is a travesty waiting to occur,
Therefore let my whip sink into the cities and towns, their nations and places,
That humans may too learn discipline!"
This Noble Phantasm is a weapon that was granted from the heavens, and found by Genghis Khan himself. Finding a whip is a good omen in Mongolia, and for Genghis it was also a divine sign of his “Mandate of Heaven” to ruler the word beneath the heavens. Whilst the whip is in his possession, he gains a strong boost to his Luck parameter apssively, and likewise the active ability is that any target (excluding himself) who comes into contact with the whip is dealt mental interference that seeks to strike fear and terror into them.
Name: Urgench, “Bloody Tide of Death That Stained The Earth”
Rank: A
Type: Anti-City
Appearance: A sword-
-whose blade is crimson red, its hilt also red with the golden parts standing out blatantly. It is sheathed by his side.
Description:
“Let the ground run red with the lifeblood of the enemy!
Run dry their corpses that reach out for mercy nonexistent!
Let this stain on the world tower into the infinite sky and claw at those who cling to life!
And let the cries of the dead ring throughout the halls of eternity as a warning!
Urgench!!!”
(this is just flavor text for this NP, not needed to be said to activate)
This Noble Phantasm is enacted via a sword that is the crystallization of the largest single slaughter in human history, that being of the massacre at Urgench, that has become attached to Genghis Khan’s legend almost like a curse. After a peaceful trade mission was raided, then killed later, and then when 2 out of 3 diplomats were killed by the Shah’s orders when they were sent to him. This began both the invasion of the Khwarezmid Empire and sealed Urgench’s fate when the city dared resist the Mongols. Each of the 50,000 Mongol soldiers present were tasked with killing 24 people individually leading to over 1 million being slain, their skulls stacked in pyramids scraping at the sky itself.
To be activated, Genghis merely wields the blade and calls out the NP's name (just "Urgench"), and an extremely large mass of wraiths, the 1.2 million people who died by his command at Urgench, arise around him. Their appearance is composed of a gory substrate mostly composed of what looks like blood, with some things like hair and guts and such mixed in, with skeletons of the dead groaning and writing within and popping out from it as if reaching out to grab and tear at whatever is around them. In short, it is a gross and horrifying sight beyond compare (to some).
From here, Genghis can direct and control the mass formed from over 1 million wraiths, which are dangerous to servants due to their sheer number. Whatever things the mass gets a hold of, run over, or pulls into itself is broken down, deteriorated, and destroyed rapidly within (much like Urgench itself and many other cities during genghis Khan's campaigns). It also wields a sheer amount of mass and is able to quickly move over the ground and even reach up into the air or climb other things.
Though even if the mass is destroyed by enemies, it can be re-summoned against using this NP.
Name: Khüchirkheg Tuurai (aka: “powerful hooves” in Mongolian according to google translate), “Legacy of the Sky God's People”
Rank: A
Type: Anti-Army
Appearance/Description:
”Let them fear those who walked upon the fringes of the world,
let them bow in respect those who fought for every inch of life.
Make them understand the cruelties of this world,
strike fear into their hearts that have gone too soft,
and bring upon them the wrath of the Khan!!!”
This Noble Phantasm is both Genghis' own steed and the legacy of the Mongols, the horse-riding people of the steppes who made the world tremble in fear. They who lived in an area of the world where nature’s law and wrath were made manifest in brutal detail, where their gods still spoke to them in various manners. Where survival came first, and the comforts of “true” civilization were unknown. A place akin to the Age of Gods in a sense.
This Noble Phantasm is his own horse that he is able to summon to his side, granted to him by Tengri to whom horses are holy, and upon which Genghis can ride about at immense speeds. It is also a beast connected to him personally, as the horse has symbolism with the soul in Tengrism, and this merely allows him to communicate with his steed from even mass distances apart. This horse itself is also an embodiment of the might of the Mongol Empire, a nation that shook the world from atop a horse, from its beginning through its end.
It is only the right and authority of the great founder, whose people fought by his side, whose god bestowed upon him great might and a noble steel, and again this horse would gladly again lend him her strength even after all this time. Due to the power infused into this beast and its nature of being a gift form a god, it is in fact a kind of Phantasmal Beast.
However, the real power is when the name of the Noble Phantasm is uttered. After activation, each step of the horse's hooves come down with the power of an entire army behind it, and on top of this also sends tremors through the ground that shake the very earth around the horse itself seemingly in fear. It is a charge attack that could level buildings and such in its path as a result of the tremors being like a localized, moving, mini-earthquake of sorts.
Changes: None, actually, save for adding a sort of clarification on why the legend of the black Tug banner that “supposedly” housed his soul got this legend by virtue of its “actual” effects.
Notes:
-He possesses both a sword (one of his NP’s) and a bow, the former being due to possession of an NP and the other due to his status as a Mongol and being synonymous with bows as such. Also comes with a summon-able steed that is one of his NP's.
-Genghis is a vessel for the power of Koke Mongke Tengri, the formless and infinitely expansive sky god who is top deity of traditional Mongolian religion/Tengrism. Said god has also been identified under the name of Bai-Ülgen or Ülgen, in a similar situation to the Apollo/Helios situation respectively.
Upon receiving his title of “Genghis Khan”, a name meaning “Universal Ruler” that bore deep spiritual/mystical power itself tied to the gods, he was further revealed by a shaman as being a representative of Tengri as well. He had been, literally speaking, sent by the gods to the Mongolian people bearing the divine power of the high heavens from birth.
Due to Tengri’s association with animal messengers, and whose angry voice was thunder itself, and his use/creation of lightning as a punishment/sign of his displeasure/display of power, he has gained power as a result of this status in a composite skill that embodies it.
Personality: Kikyo is the sort of person who at times can seem rather bored and tired of things, stemming from her status a genius/prodigy in part that has dulled her sense of the world to an extent. That being said, when she gets onto topics she loves or enjoys, it is hard to make her shut up and calm down when she gets into such a mood. When she indulges in certain activities such as cooking and swimming, she tends to fall into a somewhat “spaced out” sort of mode where she claims it helps release her mind from the usual stress of life and allows her to empty her mind. Ironically, this isn’t on the level of but is similar to the concept of Mushin (no-mind) seen in martial arts.
Beyond this she is normally rather serious when it comes to serious matters, and this Holy Grail War is no exception to that. Though mentions of her mentor at the Clocktower can bring up good memories for her that she seems to genuinely smile at in retrospect. Though when it comes to attractions and speaking her mind, she can be as blunt as ever about her likes and dislikes without hesitation.
Skills:
-Swimming
-Cooking- Cheap ramen noodles and home recipes to save money are the name of her cooking game. She can’t cook a five star meal to save her life, mainly due to not bothering to want to learn due to boredom, but due to experience and some learning one could give her scraps and limited supplies and she can transform them into a great dish on the fly for any occasion. Also helps when one’s money ends up going to jewels and other things, and one’s family is constantly struggling in the financial regard. Though given the chance to learn, she might have had a future as chef were she a normal human being and not born into the world of magi.
Abilities:
-General Magecraft- The usual things a mage would learn at base, magecraft skills like locking doors or making bounded fields or constructing familiars. Also within this general magecraft is very proficient in Reinforcement magecraft.
-Jewel Magecraft- The Tohsaka Family Specialty, she very much excels at this magecraft much like she does other forms she has put time and effort into. This includes the creation of small jeweled figures that can move about as familiars as well. She currently possesses 12 gems and about 5 jewel familiars, having built up a store. It perhaps helps that her mother has many business connections among normal people in order to keep the family’s budget afloat in the first place beyond their usual income. However, her father sacrificed his own supplies for her to make the Jeweled Sword due to time constraints.
-Earth Magecraft- Due to having and Earth affinity and a combination of prodigy/training in magecraft, she possesses a rather high amount of skill in this area as general-use combat magecraft to supplement her jewels and lessen how much she’d need to use them. Has discovered a spell or two to help search for gems on her own if need be, though has not applied them yet in practice due to a lack of time.
Short History: Kikyo was born the heiress of the Tohsaka family, the head to their magecraft who would take them to the next level. She was drilled in the magecraft of her family, and even spent some years at the Clocktower learning there. Amongst her peers she proved to be a rare talent, a genius prodigy that swiftly gained attention from those higher up who sought to use her to their own gains/ends. It was a natural thing, but in the end she chose to learn under a professor who seemed to be more "entertaining" and "genuine" a person than others. Safe to say, to her the time was never “boring” around him, and she gleaned the best she could whilst under his tutelage. To her “it was the most exciting time of my life when it came to magecraft”.
However, she was the sort of genius who feels bored with life at times, finding many things dull due to her skills being that level above the average. She found some enjoyment in martial arts, and took up classes in them, and swimming as well as shopping for clothes became hobbies for her at times that she found entertaining. Though a mage, she held no evil or selfish intent for the world, merely desiring to feel alive and learn. Further, her parents slated her to join the next Holy Grail War as was fitting.
Yet she helped managed to do the unthinkable, surpassing her ancestors ahead of schedule as she was called back home and temporarily abandoned her tutelage (master’s permission given of course) to return with her family’s home in Fuyuki to help finish the last part of a project they had long worked on. So when the Einzbern struck with a their plan to seize the Holy Grail, she had by this time managed to help finish the lifelong project of her family alongside her parents: an (imperfect) version of the Jeweled Sword Zeltrech. With this she and her family got the idea to use this object to gather mana to manage to summon another 7 servants to oppose the Einzberns. However, as a result the imperfect sword was destroyed due to the strain.
Other: Has a secret enjoyment of super spicy mapou tofu, though can't cook it. If she gets it she goes late at night to her favorite place, in order to avoid detection by many others and friends/family. In general, she just really likes spicy food, and at times has certain odd feelings when eating it as well when the spicyness is intense enough.
"Bluntly speaking, seeding chaos like this must have a very deliberate purpose. An endgame if you will. So to what specific end or purpose might this all be aiming for? We must ask ourselves this as we investigate this matter on all sides, even if it seem ludicrous at the time as we weed things out," the small Empress said once her time to speak came along, having carefully listened to the others speak with a calm formality about her, though she did continue speaking after a second, a determined regality in her tone, calm, smooth, yet calculating in nature much like the look of her eyes at this point in time, "There were two similar situations in my world where someone drove the world into a war, both times to meet specific ends and goals. Similar sentiments have been noted here about both Yukari and Altair, that they would each have a distinct reason for acting as they are. And if both don't have plainly obvious reasons, as seems to perhaps be the case, then we must look beyond the boundaries of their normal character as to why they might be doing what they are."
To what end was bringing many random beings here for? It couldn't be to simply stir up chaos, there was always a reason others did such things to the world. To seize power, manipulate the populace, to awaken forces for their own gain, among other potential things. She had even sent the Greil Mercenaries to disrupt illegal slave trade a time ago to better get a hold on the senate's more underhanded dealings. Whether in small scale or large, there was always a reason. And if this Altair was as intelligent, powerful, and cunning as she was being made out to be then there had to be a grand scheme. A bigger plan than to cause chaos or recruit others to her cause such as this Yukari. that or even this Altair could be under the effect of something else beyond this, if she had no proper reason to do things here according to Ms. Meteora. It was all still very much a mystery.
"Thus i have a suggestion. If we could find a manner in which to force one or both of these individual to manifest before us without battle, or under the right circumstances, we could potentially question them even if temporarily. Further, a coordinated effort between our groups that might separate them for questioning could be even better so if possible," Sanaki continued, keeping a proper tone as she stepped forwards again to stand in front of the screen, arms held behind her back in a proper manner as if addressing the senate or another crowd whilst on her feet, "Regardless of what plans could be made, information is also an important matter that requires care. With Altair's apparent skills, though, we must not be too secretive either, lest this arouse too much suspicion. Thus i propose that we utilize our 'unique' people on both sides to find a means by which to securely communicate. Perhaps by magic of some kind, or a combination of things?"
Li Shuwen
Yakuza Storehouse, Near Ikebukuro, Tokyo
The Yakuza. Japan's own version of the Mafia, some operated well into modern times admits all the advancement and other goings on. In particular, one group had operated in Tokyo for a few generations, and even in modern times had storehouses and meeting places scattered about Tokyo for purposes of business. And business had been going smoothly and quietly as normal....until recently. Strange people appearing out of nowhere, monsters destroying things, they had been forced to pull supplies and forces out of some areas to avoid taking too much collateral.
In particular, a hideout concealed in the basement of a legitimate business (one this particular group owned) near the borders of Ikebukuro was in danger due to the area being declared a dangerous place to avoid. In response, the group was trying to get out a shipment of smuggled arms and "human product" they had been keeping there as soon as the first abnormal dangers in the city had arisen, to be moved to another place. In the meantime they had offered a little help in getting people out of the affected area initially, which had kept the eyes of the officials off of them enough to make this possible.
Though there was one problem they had never forseen....
"Oh? This is not the Moon Cell." he had exclaimed initially.
A man who looked like a Chinese in fancy clothes had appeared before them within the hideout, out of the blue. Another one of those strange figures seemingly jumping from the world of fiction, and the group of men currently removing supplies and people from the storage area had attacked on sight. How dare more of these things show up, on their turf, killing their guys and ruining their business! However, even this had been in vain, as the strangely clothed, red-haired man had slain the group down to the last man faster than they could manage to do a thing to react more.
As the martial artist knocked down the entrance, chunk of the wall blown away like paper in the face of a fire, he dusted himself off as the people he'd freed walked past. Surely it wasn't his job to free them, his fists had done much evil in life. But "that girl" back home would have scoffed at this terrible sight, he knew that much, and until he returned he could at least do this little something for her as a reminder to himself as well of that need to return. Further, the act of keeping these girls like this offended him. And so he did this, to free those weak and slay those men who had dared to raise their weapons at him in a futile effort.
'Not even a challenge...," the martial artist thought to himself with a mental sigh of exasperation,
He thought this even as the bruised "human product" ran out of the building, the few scared-looking girls moving past him without a thought, running out of the building proper as well to escape and flee to potential safety together outside of Ikebukuro. They had learned the area wasn't safe from their captors as the first few had been gathered up to be moved, and as such weren't interested in hanging around now that they were free. Only one, a girl in her mid-teens seemed to stop, however, and give enough time to respectfully bow to the martial artist before running off to join the others. It merely brought a small smile to the martial artist's lips, as her appearance reminded him of "that girl" who was the master of the ruler of the Moon Cell.
But looking out into the distance, he noticed the destruction from Ikebukuro from afar. It only took a moment of pondering before a smile came to his face. Ah. Such devastation to be wrought, it was like what that man who had been a former master of his had described the world as after their initial meeting. Though this was definitely not the same world, at all in fact, though similarities to what the Moon Cell had recorded of "proper modern civilization" were too strong to discard.
Yet most importantly, whatever could do that damage might prove a fun match for him. Yes, to put his life on the line with his life at stake, such was the true purpose of martial arts.
And so the man, the servant, Li Shuwen of the Assassin class, began to sprint off towards Ikebukuro.
Name: Li Shuwen, “Demon Fist Master”, “Divine Spear Li”
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Personality: A man, a martial artist, and a servant whose desire is devoted to the challenging of formidable and tough enemies. That being said, he is also of the sort who might potentially be considered a “badass” by the general onlooker. He carries no regret or grudges from his past life, though has a sort of loyalty-based fondness for the master whom he was forced to separate from in being brought to “this world”. Related to this he feels a sense of honor to return to his master’s side since their contract was not through, and he quite enjoyed the tough battles he was having on their side to boot.
Prideful, serious, and energetic in battle, to him being able to get to know his opponent and make conversation with them is the ultimate in luxury he feels he could have when it comes to his enemies. Further, to fight on one’s life and face a situation where either side could lose their lives is to him the core of martial arts itself.
If his own sense of rationality, he has no hesitation in aiming to kill them on the spot. This being said, he personally does not see a great difference between the concepts of “good” and “evil”, and he could use his fists for either a good or evil cause as long as it was desirable to him personally.
Brief History: A powerful Chinese martial artist who was famous for needing “no second strike” according to his own skills and boasts. There is an individual in “this” world that corresponds to him, though they are different individuals in that they originate from different worlds. Regardless, his fists killed many in life, making him more like a professional killer than a martial artist in a sense, and in the end his life was cut down and his soul was preserved in the Throne of Heroes. He was also recorded within the records of a machine hidden inside of the moon, called “The Moon Cell Automaton”.
He was eventually summoned/recruited by a certain professional killer who sought to make a brother win a conflict called the “Holy Grail War”. In this conflict he arose under the Assassin class. Then from here he went through issues where he became a Berserker after his master couldn’t accept defeat, and was finally brought to a merciful end. Then upon the end of this conflict, he was recruited again by a certain Roman Emperor to serve in her forces alongside the winner of the war itself who was his (and said emperor’s) master. Having sworn his loyalty to said master, and now disappeared amidst a bad situation whilst fighting for her and that emperor, he desires to return to his world that he may continue his fight.
That being said, to enjoy the thrill of tough fights in this new world could still provide the greatest pleasure for an individual such as himself. At least until he is able to return home to be able to fulfill his contract.
Universe of Origin: Nasuverse, specifically Fate/Extella
Equipment: His carries the clothes he has on his body, but nothing more.
Abilities:
-His skills in Chinese Martial Arts, specifically Bajiquan, are nothing short of a true master, and both unarmed or even with a spear he is nothing short of deadly.
-With his level of martial arts skill, he has also achieved a skilled dubbed “Sphere Boundary”, where by bringing his Qi in line to synchronize with the world he renders himself invisible and imperceptible to others. However, by moving to attack this ability drops in efficiency though his invisibility is still maintained. However, in the absence of any preparation for offensive action, he remains utterly imperceptible even on physical contact.
-As a servant, similar to a certain “Saber”, he is a servant, and thus mundane forms of damage must be incredibly strong in order to even damage him.
-He is also rather strong and agile as well.
-He also boasts an attack called “No Second Strike”, a sum of martial arts skill that became a Noble Phantasm that is the quintessence of his martial arts. A one-shot attack that requires no name to be called or uttered, simply willing to utilize it upon a foe and striking them. Said attack essentially kills targets through “engulfing them with Qi” and causing what in modern times is called “circulatory shock”, skewing the nervous and circulatory systems and things such as the “magic circuits” of his world. Such an attack is capable of killing others servants in one shot, if not cutting their ability to receive magical energy from their master if they survive, and with that in mind it is an attack that should not be underestimated (against viable enemies).
***The above Noble Phantasm has a caveat. It is only used with double confirmation from the GM (PKMN) and VitaVitaAR.***
She had noted her servant' seeming melancholy about not being able to use his lovely castle as a base of operations. A sad thing too, it was a nice place that could've been adorned to her liking and still provided more cover and defensive territory than her current compound. Though this compound, and its bounded field, would very much make do. She had gone over the information on the Matous and Tohsakas and such that could be gathered for the conflict, including a note or two about potential alliances. It had been amusing to ponder over a hot and piping up of Earl Grey tea that she had been brought as she had sat and mulled over the papers in her comfortable chair in the compound's lounge, a goose-feather pillow tucked behind her head for an ease of comfort and tea cakes and cookies on the side table between her and her servant's chairs as she sat. Ah, she could've gone to sleep afterwards if it wasn't for the occasion itself, the darkening sky, and indeed she had a mission to complete.
Telling the maids to ensure the bounded field was strengthened as she had said before, and had sent all but one of her familiars out far before it turned dark to scout the woods and maintain a patrol as she sat in luxury. Even Rider had been requested to maintain a partol of the forest and alert her to the slightest instance of intrusions and such, and indeed beyond his power he seemed like the sort of servant she enjoyed having around as well. Though as paranoid as she maybe seemed in a sense with these defensive measures, she took her primary goal as seriously as she did her hedonistic tendencies and ensuring her favorite tea cakes were able to be produced at a whim by the kitchen maids. Which is to say, very seriously indeed, and she desired victory for this conflict as securely as possible.
Though that word came up again in her mind. Alliances. She had no doubt that, being one of the three founders of this ritual, she would be major target of enemies and anyone who was out to forge alliances with the others. To her it would be natural of the Matou's or Tohsaka's tried to gang up against her somehow, though it made her somewhat lower in mood to think of obliterating Zouken's own flesh and blood to fulfill the Einzbern's most fervent wish. But tis' the life of a mage to deal with such things as they came. However, she needed to make some contact for the sake of making her own connections in this, or at least scouting out things.
To this end, she wrote a couple of letters, handing them to one of her personal familiars, before sending it out with the aim of delivering said letters to a couple of the other familiars she had prowling about already in town, for delivery of course, and then coming back to her. The letters would read something along the lines of "Should you find yourself in need of allies in the face of the Matous and their schemes, i hereby offer alliance with you should you find the need for an ally in this war. Send word to me if you wish to ally".
If they they were desperate enough then they could give her an ally, and vice versa in order to further their own goals in the war, different as they might be in the very end. Though a finale amongst the three families was preferable to useless rabble, though the latter could provide better fodder and an easier time later on. It was a small conundrum of sorts. Simultaneously, she took the time to focus on three other familiars that were outside of the forest to go scout about the Docks/Harbor, Matou Residence(this familiar itself ALSO was carrying the other letter), and the last going to the Fuyuki Outskirts to see what might be around there. And of course one familiar would be headed to the Tohsaka's once it got its letter.
Though as a great crash of impact in the woods shook even the compound floor a good ways away, Sophia sat up abruptly in her chair. Something had impacted her woods, but from the feel of it was far from the compound. Suspicious, and utilizing her magecraft to see through the eyes of her closest in-forest familiar she had deployed she began to move it towards the impact site. At the same time she sent a missive to her servant.
"Something had impacted the woods greatly, likely the work of another servant. Head to the impact site and see what has happened, or if there are any signs of what sort of servant deployed what caused that. I would assume an Archer, but we must be sure," the homunculus said, being to the point and precise in her orders before switching gears slightly, "...ah, and if you so desire dinner is about ready. Servants i do not think need to eat or rest or such, but to deny such a pleasure is beyond me."
That, and keeping that servant of hers closer for the night might bode well in case Assassins or their ilk attempted to strike. Or anyone in general for that matter. The bounded field being in place, and three of her familiars going about, would detect and be able to find any familiars that entered the area. Or any other individuals for that matter. And her servant would be able to handle any servants that could potentially get past things as well, perhaps detect them or such things. However it best woekd out.
Now was the time to switch between familiars over the next while to see what would go on, what she could learn, what she could observe. TGo this end she also called in a maid with a stack of papers and ink and quill. She would need all of this to be jotted down, and writing it down herself would be a bit of a stretch for multi-tasking, unlike any of those Atlas freaks if they were around Fuyuki for this war. Blech. Speaking of which, its wouldn't be unfeasible for Atlas to fund a master all the way over here. A somewhat scary thought, though she herself also had funds. Albeit she didn't have any funds being kept in the local banks, at least, having moved them to the compound alone prior to the war's start. Hah. She wanted to make sure she had her thing close by, just in case other magi got ideas or she needed to purchase things with limited public involvement.
As the odd bird-like familiar flew over the Dock/Harbor area, it began to pick up some odd things as it observed the area below. Other than the usual view of rats and the usual things that stalked the now-quiet area it spied an odd thing. A badly dressed, young boy who was....what was in that bag? As the familiar perched out of reach and observed from a supposedly safe distance, it observed the behavior of the boy using cats as a means to start clearing rats from the docks. With his method, of course a familiar in the air would be drawn to observe the odd and somewhat abusive use of the cats in this manner. However, to Sophia on the other end, it was all an odd sight that wasn't quite normal, especially with the boy's more European appearance making it glaring that he was not from here at all.
Potentially a servant or a master. Noted. Sophia noted this event and details of the observed character aloud to a maid, one standing near her who was jotting down Sophia's observations at a hectic speed.
However, this same familiar would observe an odd thing as well. The concentration of rats was astonishing to say the least, abnormal on levels that could only suggest the potential presence of a magus or a Caster. This too would be noted. Potentially....was this poorly dressed thing combating another magus' attempts to use rats? Regardless, this place was now of note as a potential enemy location, a place a base could be or such, and where at least one potential servant seemed to be taking actions right now.
The second familiar sat a small distance just outside of the bounded field of the Tohsaka estate, upon the lower rung of a tall post for telegraph lines. Sounds from inside could be heard, the clash of something or another at least. Curious, Sophia didn't have the bird enter the bounded field proper. She knew the Tohsaka master would be there, and had the bird wait on its perch. It would be very visible from its position from any window of the western-style estate, and so Sophia hoped the Tohsaka master would have the tact to look outside at some point tonight and see an obvious familiar with a letter visibly waiting.
Ah. As this familiar continued on observing the activity on the outskirts, near the edge of a clearing seemed to be a line of trees cut down by some force, in a row as if something had been....thrown. The familiar perched a little ways away, using its vision at a distance to look at the scene, observing from the branches as Sophia had the information dictated down about the location. That path seemed to be aimed towards the town itself, and was perhaps not a coincidence of sorts. Regardless, this was the likely location of a workshop in her mind, since only a servant could perhaps cause that much destruction in that distinct of a path, and that would be valuable for later.
The final familiar, carrying a letter similar to the one Sophia had dictated for the Matou's, flew into the open and just outside of the Matou bounded field. Observing the yard and house that lie before it, the EInzbern mistress knew this was the place. Question is, would the Matou look and see there was a familiar with a letter waiting for them just barely beyond their boundaries? Her information from before noted that this particular member of the Three Families had some potential alliances in the works. So hopefully the Matou's got the needed letter in good time if they were observant enough.
Honestly, he wouldn't blame others if they were trying to keep eyes on him as well, though it was not like he wasn't an observant individual in his own right. Some might want to break rules, and getting tabs on him might facilitate that. Yet he also held what could be considered the "sword of Damocles" over the servants' heads in this conflict as was needed, if case masters and/or their servants were thinking of shattering the rules and fiddling with things not to be messed with. He was a judge and executioner, not something he enjoyed but a role he understood and took on with seriousness. And luckily it seemed things were going as planned for now....for the moment.
Of course he had noted with a light grim-ness earlier when he noted the battle that happened briefly back at the temple as well. He had warned those two magi, and now hopefully they would be responsible. That incident, had it put the war in danger of exposure, might have had to force him to intervene. And what was going on in the Tohsaka Manor and in the yard of the Matou's were among the thing he had noted already into the night, though time was short and not long till the true war erupted on the streets, around the outskirts, and in other places. If he needed to act, he would do so without question.
Yet overall in his duties he was not alone, but was one of two Rulers who would be moderating this conflict and its terrible potential consequences that could arise from it. He at least hoped Fuyuki itself wouldn't be annihilated, but if the push came to shove he would put forth the effort to do what was necessary. Ah. That was the signal he had been promised for kicking off the war, those colorful streaks in the sky almost like a rainbow. Though their location of impact was at least out of civilian territory, though a certain master would likely not be happy with the results. Magi and their territorial nature, no better than lions fighting over dominance in the savannah.
It was time for the Grail War to commence, however, and he stood by, waiting. Observing the events that would unfold tonight.
I had some stuff i had to work with, and a shift at work yesterday, so sorry for the slowness. I have work tomorrow, but i hope to get a post out before that if my turn comes around again fast enough. XD
Regardless, Nyma is happy to go hunt with the others! *insert group spider killing montage here* >:D
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