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Fate/Factitious Paradigm

Hamel Della Astrologia
Swamp, Outskirts of Fuyuki

Madness. Pure madness.

As if a dam had burst, the entire city had exploded into action. Familiars from across the city reported fights, with Hamel making good use of his master's clairvoyance in an attempt to gather as much information as possible from any source he may find.

Superhuman feats were being demonstrated in the open, sparking a panic in him at the violation of the secrecy.

For him it was chaos, pure utter chaos.

Perhaps in a better day, one unaffected by the utter whirlwind that was Lancer, he would have been able to rein in his temper, been able to calm himself before taking any rash actions. Unfortunate for him, mind torn asunder by the utter frustration that was dealing with Lancer and witnessing such brazen acts in public across Fuyuki, he was broken in that aspect.

Then came Lancer once again.

“Hmm, the rat killing went okay but I’ve ran out of cats. So I’m going to take a break. I kind of want to play this time, master, so I’m going to find a playmate!” ...

Lancer suddenly bounced into the path of Gatekeeper, flying in from a few streets away. A violent approach for sure, yet one lacking malice or any killing intent. “Hey, want to play?” All grins, Lancer held out a hand, without any heed to the bulging of his sack from the grudges from the cats and rats from earlier.

@Sageage

Hamel was left speechless.

He wanted to scream, he wanted to rage against whatever existence found it fit to grant him such a being as a servant, he wanted to admonish Lancer, order him to take out the servant before him, to bring him one step closer to the grail.

Instead he could only be silent. Lancer would not listen, as many attempts to order his volatile servant has proved. No amount of anger would change that. Like a cup of glass dashed upon a stone floor, Hamel's will had broken.

Madness, pure madness had consumed him, and in that moment, as if he was being infected by the same affliction that Lancer carried, Hamel decided to go for a walk.

With a snap of his fingers, he called to him an escort of golems and wisps, equipping himself with a few mystic codes along with him as he prepared to venture outwards.

Swamp, Outskirts of Fuyuki ---> Border of Shinto and Miyama

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Hamel Della Astrologia
Swamp, Outskirts of Fuyuki

Whilst Hamel was occupied with further fortifying his workshop, the sudden lack of connection between him and his servant had broken him out of his meandering.

He did not panic, there was no need to. Lancer's skill, troublesome as it may be, would ensure he would not fall easily. And his early display of strength further assuaged any lingering doubts.

No. There were many explanations for this interference. For good measure, he had redirected a familiar to the docks.

And for a good while he patiently observed the territory, waiting for any opening to manifest.

When suddenly, he was greeted by an terrifying horned existence. With naught but brute strength she assaulted the edge of the field, compromising the mystical structure until a hole opened up, inviting her, and unknowingly, getting rid of the interference that plagued the karmic bond between him and his servant. But before Hamel stood an opportunity to gather more information on what was undoubtedly a servant before him.

Utilizing his master's clairvoyance, he gazed at her, taking in every bit of information he could from that brief, limited exchange between servant and boundary field.

Floored by the towering might the servant possessed, Hamel was nearly taken aback before composing himself.

It would not do any good to panic or overthink things. He had to have faith in him and his servant.

Quickly, he shunted his vision away from his familiar, and towards his servant.

Only to be greeted with a great blank spot in his memory. There were no defining traits or events that were present. The only thing he could be certain, was the presence of a servant. It was an alarming revelation, but at the moment he was rather occupied with something else.

Through the connection to Lancer, Hamel began a dialogue with his servant.

Lancer, I have realized that I may have to take a more active approach regarding this war. With that being said, Lancer, as your master I demand to know your next course of actions, and how to secure our victory in this Grail War.

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Hamel Della Astrologia
Outskirts of Fuyuki, Swamp

As the sun fell and the moon rose, pale beams of light refracting off the still waters of the growing marsh, a multitude of colors filled the sky. A miraculous sign that shined life into the swamp.

Yet, like a candle thrown into a bonfire, it's life was quickly snuffed away, only lasting a half minute before disappearing into the dark expanses of the sky. The ephemeral beauty of such a sight belied it's true nature. It was not a sign of good fortune, but an ill portent. It was the beginning of carnage, of future massacre and of death.

Underneath the watchful moon, sat upon a gnarled stump with head hanging, Hamel Della Astrologia did not muse upon this omen. Here, in his swamp, it's status of that of a tomb was once again reinforced by the death of his expectations.

A slow, shaky hand made its way up to his face.

Shock and disbelief, along with some elements of disgust and horror stretched across his face as he witnessed what could only be described as a gross extermination of vermin via bag of felines.

There was a wailing of pain, a sick cracking of bones, and a general disregard for the ethical treatment of cats.

The last one was not one of major concern, but the stains left from the impact of his Servant launching his sack at any moving rat was grotesque and sickening. Should he have expected this? Arguably Hamel should have. His servant had a strange idea of how to go about things, and even though he trusted his servants judgement, he was rethinking his choice in doing so.

Capturing cats was a strange action to take, and going to exterminate rats was another one, but then to throw a sack of captured cats as a method of extermination rather than releasing them so they may fulfill nature's duty was something almost tear inducing.

It was infuriating to know that there was reason for his servants madness and that it would most likely lead to victory. And as Lancer threw his Anti-Vermin Conceptual weapon around, he could only cringe.

Dejectedly, Hamel stood up onto his feet and simply walked to the nearest tree.

'Willow,' he noticed absentmindedly. Finger raised, he began to engrave upon its surface a symbol, ᚄ. A pulse of magical energy entered its frame, its branches letting out a groan as it shifted and uprooted itself, taking on a human like structure as it began to move.

As it moved past its master, Hamel closed his eyes and breathed in the still air.

There was still much to do, while he had made many a preparation a week before he had to limit his scope to an isolated part of Fuyuki lest he catch the attention of the three great families. Now, in proper war time he could expand much more aggressively.

Snapping himself out of his musing, Hamel went onward to the next available surface to write on, engraving runes upon any available surface in preparation for any foolhardy person.

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Hamel Della Astrologia
Swamp, Outskirts of Fuyuki

Before any response could be formulated, but just after Hamel’s mouth had opened in protest, a tidal wave of brackish water and muck had exploded under the sheer force released by Lancer’s mighty leap. Forced onto his back, as he shakily rose to his knees he sputtered out a stream of incoherent words along with the foul mixture that had entered every pore and orifice openly available.

Forcing the last of the swamp muck out, he took a shaky breath as he rose to full height.

It was tempting to simply use some magecraft to dry out and clean his clothing, but he had better self control in that regard, and besides, his workshop wasn’t too far away so he could simply grab a new change of clothing there and freshen up without a chance of exposing himself, no matter how unlikely it may be.

He would take no chance, not yet anyways. He had spent a week preparing an advantageous battlefield, but improvements could always be made.

An exaggerated sigh escaped the confines of his thoughts, and a grimace stretched across his visage as he was familiarized with the disgusting taste of decay.

Much improvements would need to be made, Lancer was a free spirit, and as tempting as it may be to spend a Command Spell to force upon him a more defensive strategy, Lancer was correct.

Hamel had indeed seen his servant’s skills, and there was no doubt within his mind that Lancer will indeed be fine.

There was a war to win, and though their preference in methodologies may differ, Hamel had absolute faith in Lancer’s ability to win the Holy Grail.

A quick check up on Lancer showed him peacefully spearing the local aquatic fauna in the Fuyuki river, something that assuaged Hamel’s nerves as he arrived at his destination.

Changing out of his ruined clothing into a new set of clothes after an extensive cleansing, Hamel had gingerly grasped what appeared to be a black stave, runes engraved into the surface of the polished wood.

Part of him cursed his foolishness for bringing in only a single mystic code, but it was too late now for regrets. Beside, it was matter of convenience rather than that of necessity.

But no matter.

Hamel grabbed his stave as he stormed out his abode, into Shinto. He was in needs of some supplies, and perhaps a drink will clear his head of worries.

@SageAge

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Hamel Della Astrologia
Outskirts of Fuyuki

Cool, damp air blasts Hamel’s uncovered face, a sign of the upcoming winter, and of the hardships he would have to face. Wrapping his dark cloak closer to his body, Hamel could not help but ruminate upon this fate he had chosen for himself.

He had no delusions about the upcoming war. Confident as he was in his thaumaturgy, there was no guarantee that he would walk out of this podunk backwater alive. Rumours they may have been, but the legendary figure he had just summoned was proof enough of the claims put forth.

Rationally, he understood that such high stakes came with even higher costs, yet, some part of him was still, however, ecstatic at the Servant he had called forth. And with a booming voice, brimming with mirth, he could not help but voice his musings aloud.

“It would seem fate has seen it fit to gift me the grail, no? What do you think about that, Lancer?”

A bellowing laugh filled the murky swamp after the query, a joyous tone in an otherwise colorless land. Yes, the Holy Grail War may yet still extract a high price, and there was much riding upon his back, but when had consequences stopped him?

Not when he was in Clocktower, where he had gained the derisive moniker of ‘Magpie’, and had suffered many a beating in the process. He was a selfish being, ultimately. And while he had some measure of temperance he was liberal with releasing his inhibitions.

And it had seemed the grail saw it fit to grant a servant of somewhat similar disposition. Quite truthfully he found it a bit irksome, it would be troublesome to direct a servant of such free will, and to utilize a command mantra not even a day in would be an act of supreme foolishness. No, he would have to adjust his plans around his newfound familiar.

He cleared his throat. “Lancer, as your master I must insist you stay within the confines of this swamp. It is crucial you defend this area if we are to advance successfully in this war.” A pause for understanding, before he continued onwards. “This will be your swamp, and much like anything that belongs to oneself you must defend it ferociously, else someone else decides to take it.”

Many a magus had made their way to compete for the Holy Grail. Peers and some not so equals will fight tooth and nail for their chance at this relic, for a wish.

Which was why he had come a week earlier than was necessary. To set up, to scout, to secure every advantage possible beforehand to tip the scales of battle to his favour. Because it would be a gruelling war. But Hamel would be damned if he left Fuyuki without his damn cup secured.

@Sageage

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Master

‘If it’s this much, I can waste some of my life right?’

Name: Hamel Della Astrologia
Title(s): Head of Astrologia, Magpie of the Irish Sea
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Rank: Fes

Objective for the Grail: Recently Hamel had been going on a relic collection spree, so of course, hearing of the Holy Grail War, he spotted a chance to add the legendary chalice to his burgeoning collection.

Command Seal: The first seal is a jagged line resting horizontally, upon which the second seal sits upon which appears to be a tablet or archway with an opening near the top where the third seal, a lightning bolt, appears to be splitting apart.

Personality: A blunt individual who has an odd habit of starting and abandoning collections at a whims notice. Forceful and pushy, often times he would attempt to acquire objects of desire with force and intimidation. More than one occasion has lead to a solid thrashing, landing Hamel a stay in an infirmary.

To the uninitiated, he hardly seems to have enough focus to dedicate to a task such as continuing the Astrologia magecraft, but Hamel himself recognizes his passing fancies as foolish, but still pursues them as a hobby. When it comes to his dedication towards the continuation and advancement of his craft, it is as solid as any magus worth their name may be.

Bio: The culmination of 17 generations of the Astrologia, an old family situated near the Irish Sea who seek to reach the Root through Druidism, more specifically, Ogham. Ogham, an ancient language, similar to that of runes in Scandinavia and Germany, however, with a focus around marking and claiming territory. In other words, creating Bounded Fields.

From the very beginning, the Astrologia seeked to reach the Root by recreating the Tower of Babel. And what language other than one said to come into being directly as a result of the scattering people and language would be perfect for this?

And so for seventeen long grueling generations, the Astrologia went about creating a territory that can match the famed tower, advancing their understanding of Ogham with every passing year. This is the legacy Hamel was born into.

From his very birth he was raised with the expectation of taking up the mantle of family head. From the very moment he could open his eyes he was greeted by thick tomes of ancient knowledge and stone monuments etched with the ancient language.

As he matured, Hamel became entranced by this mystical world he was brought into. Everything he had experienced, even the near unbearable pain brought forth from thaumaturgy, was a delight to him.

Once he had matured enough, he was sent to London to advance his own understanding of magecraft and to perhaps further increase his families standing in the greater magical society.

That plan, did not go entirely well. While Hamel did above average in his studies, in terms of making allies and advancing the political ladder, frankly Hamels habits had created a few enemies within the Clocktower.

While none of them were of any particularly influential family, word of his nature as a… collector had spread, denying him much clout within the Association. Still, gathering a negative reputation did not bother Hamel too much. He was confident in his families abilities and any attempt to deny the Astrologia resources was met with the overconfident head looking past the offended party and simply looking elsewhere.

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Magic Circuit Switch: The image of a crashing tower.

Number of Magic Circuits: C

Quality of Magic Circuits: B

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Elemental Affinity: Earth

Magecraft: As a member of the Magus Association, Hamel has of course attended the Clocktower for general education. While not the most talented individual to have ever attended, Hamel still passed without much trouble.

While studying at the Clocktower, Hamel became interested in Spiritual Evocation and had, after some initial troubles, become proficient in this field.

But as the Head of Astrologia, it should come to no surprise that there is no trouble in exercising the abilities offered by the family magecraft, Ogham. A rune-like magecraft that the Astrologias had adapted to function particularly well in the creation and functions of Bounded Fields, having even adapted a special method of invoking the runes by replicating the shape with their hands instead of drawing them. However, just because the Astrologia have gone down the field of Bounded Field creation does not mean it is limited to solely that direction. Ogham is still a versatile magecraft, and can be utilized in a myriad of ways.

It is possible, for example to create low rank golems out of willow trees or to use them to crudely project elemental manifestations. Such a use of Ogham is within grasp for anyone with passable knowledge of this magecraft. It is, however, only when used in the creation of bounded fields that the Astrologia truly showcase the power of their family craft.

It is to no one's surprise that the Astrologia's, too, know Druidism though not to the point of specialization. The extent of their abilities are that of reshaping nature and growing tree's along with other flora.

Crest: Established in the 14th century, resides on the back covering an area from the bottom left torso to halfway to the middle of the right side of the back.

Weapon: (Mystic codes, other weapons, etc. Any magus should have a few mystic codes, average for this sort of situation will be considered 3.)

Burning Rowan Tree of Disquiet: A blackened stave of Rowan, carved into it is a collection of Ogham runes that stretch from the bottom to the top.

As a mystic code it creates a Bounded Field that creates a swamp within itself, spawning with it hypnotic phantasms that interfere with the minds of people and guide them to there deaths. To be clear, the means of convincing the people to follow is through hypnosis. As a swamp, the territory also functions like a tomb, trapping the spirits within the field and creating artificial nature spirits. Of course, from the outside one wouldn’t be able to tell. Only a poor magus wouldn’t be able to hide a bounded field.

Exceptional Benefit: One Week Preparation Time

Assassin

Name: Giulia Toffana

Title(s): La Spara

Class: Assassin

Gender: Female

Birth and Death Dates: 1615-1659

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Personality: Seemingly cold and apathetic in most regards, there are few topics which truly interest her. But underneath such an icy facade lies a bleeding heart susceptible to sob stories and the plight of women living in 17th century Italy. When it comes to her needs however, she would not hesitate to throw away lives if needs be.

Bio: A heroic spirit exalted to the Throne not by legendary actions, but by how synonymous her identity is to a certain poison. Many a man has fallen victim to her legendary concoction, and even after her execution Europe was plagued by the legend of Aqua Toffana, such as it was that Mozart had claimed that he had been poisoned by it before dying.

In life Giulia was a magi associated with the Magus Association, and back then, the relationship between them and the Church was significantly less than civil. As a resident of Rome, Giulia had to be exceptionally careful plying her mystical trade, and for a long stretch of time she was successful in doing so. While only catering to the underground occult market in a scheme to weaken the Church, Giulia’s sympathy towards poor women had led her to helping provide the less fortunate with Aqua Toffana to escape their unwanted husbands and abusers.

This ended up being a mistake. This slip up in a relatively tight operation led to a leak in operation security and led Church authorities straight towards her. While able to escape by claiming sanctuary in a church by charming the local populace, rumours began to spread about her poisoning the waterways of Rome, causing authorities to capture, then later execute her.

Parameters:

Strength: E

Endurance: E

Agility: E

Mana: B

Luck: C

Class Skills:
Presence Concealment: C
The ability to conceal one’s presence as a servant. Well suited towards covert operations.

When acting in an offensive manner, her rank in concealment drops considerably.

Personal Skills:
Witchcraft: C
As the daughter of a minor magi family, Gulia possess’ the capability and knowledge to utilize witchcraft, particularly of the classic western variant, and is Especially skilled in the field of potion making.

Item Construction: C+
As Gulia is capable of witchcraft, it comes to no surprise that the creation of talismans, charms, and potions can be created. A correction is applied when crafting potions.

Malignant Waterways of Rome: -
For a brief time, Giulia had managed to escape the zealous arms of the Church by claiming sanctuary. However, when rumors of her poisoning the waterways of Rome spread, the police had dragged her from sanctuary to execute her.

This aspect of her legend has manifested itself in Malignant Waterways of Rome, a skill that permits the creation of a territory that acts like a poison factory.

Noble Phantasm:

Name: Aqua Toffana

Title: Sweet Water of Liberation

Rank: C

NP Type: Anti-Unit

Range: 1

Maximum Number of Targets: 1

Description: Famed in all of Rome and Naples as a strong poison, it was widely used by women to free themselves from unfavorable marriages and to inherit fortunes. Colorless, odorless, and absolutely undetectable. Giulia Toffana has confessed to killing over 600 men with her poison. Even after her execution her legacy lived on, and it was rumored that Aqua Toffana was the poison used to kill Amadeus Wolfgang.

A poison commonly used by wives to become widows, it’s status as a mere poison was transformed upon Guilia’s ascension into a substance which severs unwanted ties by means of converting the sacred into sacrilege.

One crucial component to the creation of such poison was the mana that gathered around Saint Nicholas’ relics, which Gulia had managed to obtain. By thaumaturgic means, Gulia had turned a miraculous fluid that healed into an unholy substance that produced only death. One drop weakens the imbiber physically, three puts a tremendous strain on the body in the form of immense abdominal pain from the accumulated toxins, and the fourth would be death.

Resisting this poison is based on an END check.

Name: Aqua Toffana

Title: Sprawling Shadows Beneath the Seven Hills

Rank: A

NP Type: Anti-Unit

Range: 1

Maximum Number of Targets: 1.

Description: Even long after her death, Gulia’s legacy lives on through her legendary poison. Rather than an event that was accomplished on her own, this Noble Phantasm represents another capability of Aqua Toffana demonstrated in 1749, by another magi, Maria Renata Sanger von Massau.

Rather than a tool that severs unwanted ties, Aqua Tofana becomes a reagent which transforms the body into something unholy. What should have been an incredibly weak mystery as a poison has taken on the grudges of six hundred fallen husbands and the whispers of a conspiracy that lurked beneath western Europe to become a curse that turned the imbiber of this Aqua Toffana into a demon.

Resisting this poison is based on an MAN check.

Fate/Factitious Paradigm

Master

‘If it’s this much, I can waste some of my life right?’

Name: Hamel Della Astrologia
Title(s): Head of Astrologia, Magpie of the Irish Sea
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Rank: Fes

Objective for the Grail: Recently Hamel had been going on a relic collection spree, so of course, hearing of the Holy Grail War, he spotted a chance to add the legendary chalice to his burgeoning collection.

Command Seal: The first seal is a jagged line resting horizontally, upon which the second seal sits upon which appears to be a tablet or archway with an opening near the top where the third seal, a lightning bolt, appears to be splitting apart.

Personality: A blunt individual who has an odd habit of starting and abandoning collections at a whims notice. Forceful and pushy, often times he would attempt to acquire objects of desire with force and intimidation. More than one occasion has lead to a solid thrashing, landing Hamel a stay in an infirmary.

To the uninitiated, he hardly seems to have enough focus to dedicate to a task such as continuing the Astrologia magecraft, but Hamel himself recognizes his passing fancies as foolish, but still pursues them as a hobby. When it comes to his dedication towards the continuation and advancement of his craft, it is as solid as any magus worth their name may be.

Bio: The culmination of 17 generations of the Astrologia, an old family situated near the Irish Sea who seek to reach the Root through Ogham. Ogham, an ancient language, similar to that of runes in Scandinavia and Germany, however, with a focus around marking and claiming territory. In other words, creating Bounded Fields.

From the very beginning, the Astrologia seeked to reach the Root by recreating the Tower of Babel. And what language other than one said to come into being directly as a result of the scattering people and language would be perfect for this?

And so for seventeen long grueling generations, the Astrologia went about creating a territory that can match the famed tower, advancing their understanding of Ogham with every passing year. This is the legacy Hamel was born into.

From his very birth he was raised with the expectation of taking up the mantle of family head. From the very moment he could open his eyes he was greeted by thick tomes of ancient knowledge and stone monuments etched with the ancient language.

As he matured, Hamel became entranced by this mystical world he was brought into. Everything he had experienced, even the near unbearable pain brought forth from thaumaturgy, was a delight to him.

Once he had matured enough, he was sent to London to advance his own understanding of magecraft and to perhaps further increase his families standing in the greater magical society.

That plan, did not go entirely well. While Hamel did above average in his studies, in terms of making allies and advancing the political ladder, frankly Hamels habits had created a few enemies within the Clocktower.

While none of them were of any particularly influential family, word of his nature as a… collector had spread, denying him much clout within the Association. Still, gathering a negative reputation did not bother Hamel too much. He was confident in his families abilities and any attempt to deny the Astrologia resources was met with the overconfident head looking past the offended party and simply looking elsewhere.

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Magic Circuit Switch: The image of a crashing tower.

Number of Magic Circuits: C

Quality of Magic Circuits: B

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Elemental Affinity: Earth

Magecraft: As a member of the Magus Association, Hamel has of course attended the Clocktower for general education. While not the most talented individual to have ever attended, Hamel still passed without much trouble.

While studying at the Clocktower, Hamel became interested in Spiritual Evocation and had, after some initial troubles, become proficient in this field.

But as the Head of Astrologia, it should come to no surprise that there is no trouble in exercising the abilities offered by the family magecraft, Ogham. A rune-like magecraft that the Astrologias had adapted to function particularly well in the creation and functions of Bounded Fields. However, just because the Astrologia have gone down the field of Bounded Field creation does not mean it is limited to solely that direction. Ogham is still a versatile magecraft, and can be utilized in a myriad of ways.

It is possible, for example to create low rank golems out of willow trees or to use them to crudely project elemental manifestations. Such a use of Ogham is within grasp for anyone with passable knowledge of this magecraft. It is, however, only when used in the creation of bounded fields that the Astrologia truly showcase the power of their family craft.

Crest: Established in the 14th century, resides on the back covering an area from the bottom left torso to halfway to the middle of the right side of the back.

Weapon: (Mystic codes, other weapons, etc. Any magus should have a few mystic codes, average for this sort of situation will be considered 3.)

Burning Rowan Tree of Disquiet: A blackened stave of Rowan, carved into it is a collection of Ogham runes that stretch from the bottom to the top.

As a mystic code it creates a Bounded Field that creates a swamp within itself, spawning with it hypnotic phantasms that interfere with the minds of people and guide them to there deaths. To be clear, the means of convincing the people to follow is through hypnosis. As a swamp, the territory also functions like a tomb, trapping the spirits within the field and creating artificial nature spirits. Of course, from the outside one wouldn’t be able to tell. Only a poor magus wouldn’t be able to hide a bounded field.

Exceptional Benefit: One Week Preparation Time

Assassin

Name: Giulia Toffana

Title(s): La Spara

Class: Assassin

Gender: Female

Birth and Death Dates: 1615-1659

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Personality: Seemingly cold and apathetic in most regards, there are few topics which truly interest her. But underneath such an icy facade lies a bleeding heart susceptible to sob stories and the plight of women living in 17th century Italy. When it comes to her needs however, she would not hesitate to throw away lives if needs be.

Bio: A heroic spirit exalted to the Throne not by legendary actions, but by how synonymous her identity is to a certain poison. Many a man has fallen victim to her legendary concoction, and even after her execution Europe was plagued by the legend of Aqua Toffana, such as it was that Mozart had claimed that he had been poisoned by it before dying.

In life Giulia was a magi associated with the Magus Association, and back then, the relationship between them and the Church was significantly less than civil. As a resident of Rome, Giulia had to be exceptionally careful plying her mystical trade, and for a long stretch of time she was successful in doing so. While only catering to the underground occult market in a scheme to weaken the Church, Giulia’s sympathy towards poor women had led her to helping provide the less fortunate with Aqua Toffana to escape their unwanted husbands and abusers.

This ended up being a mistake. This slip up in a relatively tight operation led to a leak in operation security and led Church authorities straight towards her. While able to escape by claiming sanctuary in a church by charming the local populace, rumours began to spread about her poisoning the waterways of Rome, causing authorities to capture, then later execute her.

Parameters:

Strength: E

Endurance: E

Agility: E

Mana: B

Luck: C

Class Skills:
Presence Concealment: C
The ability to conceal one’s presence as a servant. Well suited towards covert operations.

When acting in an offensive manner, her rank in concealment drops considerably.

Personal Skills:
Witchcraft: C
As the daughter of a minor magi family, Gulia possess’ the capability and knowledge to utilize witchcraft,, particularly of the classic western variant, and is particularly skilled in the field of potion making.

Item Construction: C+
As Gulia is capable of witchcraft, it comes to no surprise that the creation of talismans, charms, and potions can be created. A correction is applied when crafting potions.

Malignant Waterways of Rome: -
For a brief time, Giulia had managed to escape the zealous arms of the Church by claiming sanctuary. However, when rumors of her poisoning the waterways of Rome spread, the police had dragged her from sanctuary to execute her.

This aspect of her legend has manifested itself in Malignant Waterways of Rome, a skill that permits the creation of a territory that acts like a poison factory.

Noble Phantasm:

Name: Aqua Toffana

Title: Sweet Water of Liberation

Rank: C

NP Type: Anti-Unit

Range: 1

Maximum Number of Targets: 1

Description: Famed in all of Rome and Naples as a strong poison, it was widely used by women to free themselves from unfavorable marriages and to inherit fortunes. Colorless, odorless, and absolutely undetectable. Giulia Toffana has confessed to killing over 600 men with her poison. Even after her execution her legacy lived on, and it was rumored that Aqua Toffana was the poison used to kill Amadeus Wolfgang.

A poison commonly used by wives to become widows, it’s status as a mere poison was transformed upon Guilia’s ascension into a substance which severs unwanted ties by means of converting the sacred into sacrilege.

One crucial component to the creation of such poison was the mana that gathered around Saint Nicholas’ relics, which Gulia had managed to obtain. By thaumaturgic means, Gulia had turned a miraculous fluid that healed into an unholy substance that produced only death. One drop weakens the imbiber physically, three puts a tremendous strain on the body in the form of immense abdominal pain from the accumulated toxins, and the fourth would be death.

Resisting this poison is based on an END check.

Name: Aqua Toffana

Title: Sprawling Shadows Beneath the Seven Hills

Rank: A

NP Type: Anti-Unit

Range: 1

Maximum Number of Targets: 1.

Description: Even long after her death, Gulia’s legacy lives on through her legendary poison. Rather than an event that was accomplished on her own, this Noble Phantasm represents another capability of Aqua Toffana demonstrated in 1749, by another magi, Maria Renata Sanger von Massau.

Rather than a tool that severs unwanted ties, Aqua Tofana becomes a reagent which transforms the body into something unholy. What should have been an incredibly weak mystery as a poison has taken on the grudges of six hundred fallen husbands and the whispers of a conspiracy that lurked beneath western Europe to become a curse that turned the imbiber of this Aqua Toffana into a demon.

Resisting this poison is based on an MAN check.

Fate/Factitious Paradigm

After much deliberation and consultation I've decided to make an assassin. Can you mark that down please @Red Alice?

Fate/Factitious Paradigm

Haven't participated in one of these before, though I've been meaning to play in one. It's just so many of them seem intimidating to get into TT-TT.

But this one seems like as good as a place to start! How much of Fate should we know? I only really watched UBW and the HF movie...