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Frederica von Gotzen


"Huh..." Frederica stared over, before shrugging. "Guess that's good luck for us?"

It was a strange thing to say, hearing that a Master had conceptually recreated one of the single most defensible locations in History as their base. Yet, Frederica didn't seem concerned. Her gaze went unfocused, as her mind piggybacked off Archer's far greater sight to take a closer look at the conflict.

"We're getting a solid enough look at what they're capable of right now." She commented, even as Rangefinder Luna continued to gather the information. "Knowing the Master practices some form of magecraft tied to Apollo tells us what to expect and prepare for. The servant is dangerous for sure, but frankly, I've not seen anything you can't handle. Is a Rider going to beat an Archer in ranged combat?"

"Arguably more importantly, however, if those walls are meant to emulate Troy... Then we know their weakness." A slight grin grew on her face. "Troy was sacked not once, but twice. Those walls may be impossible to breach through raw strength, but that just means we'll have to turn our minds to indirect methods. I'm already getting a few ideas to deal with it."

"And besides..." She looked at Archer without really looking at him. "Making your base Troy when one of the heroes that sacked Troy is present is some pretty bad luck."

@Crusader Lord @Letter Bee @ManyThings
Hagen von Tronje


{Overconfidence is a slow and insidious killer, master.} As much as it was a comment in agreement with what he was saying, it was a warning. To avoid falling for the same trap that he said others fell into. It would kill him just as easily as it would kill someone else. As he walked, he would feel the presence sitting over his shoulder.

{I will pass, Master.} There was a faint note of disapproval in his voice. He wasn't one to talk about dishonorable actions, but resorting to stealing from commoners for food? It would be a blow against what little pride he had left.

{Scouting. That is something I can do well and master.} The presence left his side and surged through the alleyway. Then, it made its way into the air towards the battlefield. Ignoring the neutral ground of the church, he made his way to a tree along the hillside. Frankly, if either servant were paying attention, they could sense his presence even if they couldn't see him in his spirit form.

What he relied on was that they were too busy to pay him much attention. Or perhaps they would appreciate an audience for their battle?

Hm, yes, that Berserker would appreciate an audience. Was he the most honest man he'd ever met, or perhaps he was living in a lie? Berserker made sense for him, in its way. He would be a predictable one. Not an actual threat because of that, something to work around at the worst.

Rider... He sighed as he saw the little one of his kin. That would be a far greater problem. He would be unpredictable. The opposite of his old friend, for sure. Predicting what he would do would be difficult... Yet at the same time, that was something that could be used. Make him want something, and perhaps his defeat could be set up.

Settling in on the branch in his spirit form, he hummed softly. The battle should be an interesting one to watch, at the least. He'd never seen someone fight from the back of a gigantic sheep.

@SSW @eugalB @Ducksworth
Hagen von Tronje


{As you say, Master.} Jerome would feel a presence, something brush across his shoulder like a chill wind. The only indication that his servant was there outside of the karmic bond. Despite the Draconic Reactor set up to supply him with energy, it seemed he was still focused on conserving as much as possible. An invisible guardian that had lingered around the apartment and building, ensuring his master's safety.

{Last night, I took the liberty of observing the immediate surroundings. Anything further out would have put you at risk.} The voice that echoed through their bond and into his head was surprisingly soft. It carried no tone, as if it came from one without emotions. Yet it had a melodic quality, like a voice more used to song and poetry. {There is a breakfast shop not too far away that you can eat at. It doesn't seem of good quality, but it appeared edible from what the other tenants ate.}

The voice stopped as it felt the magical energy signature as well. The formless presence almost wrapped around Jerome protectively, a nearly physical weight on his shoulders. His attention was not on his master, however, but the obvious battle in the distance. A slight hum carried through their bond, carrying with it an emotion—a detached curiosity.

{Depending on the servants in question, they might not need to worry overly much about exposure. Or the Masters may have set up measures to hide whatever their encounter.} Compared to before, his voice carried a slightly different tone. His interest was piqued. {There is every chance, as well, however, that they don't care. The castle is vaguely out of the way, which might be enough for them.}

He went silent as he considered whether it mattered. His attention turned back to his master, who had summoned him. A man he'd never expected or wanted, but who he would serve loyally all the same. One who he knew would get himself into danger if given the chance, especially if he believed he could get away with it. All he could do was give his advice. {If you intend to get involved, I suggest utmost caution. While I don't doubt my abilities, there's every chance for someone to catch you off guard. I may not be able to be beside you.}

Frederica von Gotzen


"... Well, they're having fun over there. Think we should join in?"

The tone made it fairly obvious it was only partly a joke.

A cold wind blew past the pair, sending her long white hair and scarf billowing past her. Her leather jacket was zipped tight against the wind. Rather than staring at the distant light flashes, she was staring down at her hand. She held a silver cylinder in one hand, covered in numbers that rapidly spun about its surface. On the other hand, she had a mundane smartphone with which she rapidly typed information. Recording everything the Rangefinder Luna gathered from that distant battle.

If any of those taking part in the battle had bothered to look, they would have noticed them. Frederica and her Archer were not exactly subtle. Positioned at the top of one of the spotlight towers at the Tourbillon Stadium, it gave them a grand view of the battle at Tourbillon Castle. It loomed over them even from their perch. It was a position she would have loved to take with Archer, but it did have one massive downside.

Putting yourself on a pedestal meant placing a target on your back.

Humming as she continued to write down the information gained from Rangefinder Luna, she put her mind to the Archer beside her. He was no hero of the greatest renown, but his legend was nothing to scoff at, and his abilities, while simple, were great. Perhaps because of their simplicity, they were great—a mastery of the fundamentals left very few weaknesses. With his gracious and easy-to-work-with personality, she knew she had lucked out in terms of her partner.

"If you see a chance to remove one of the combatants from over there, feel free to take it. If they're going to leave themselves so open, might as well punish them for it." She glanced away from Rangefinder Luna to look at him momentarily before turning to the surrounding city. Scanning it. "Unless you happen to see a better target, that I might be missing?"

First Night, Kyoto Forest
Interacting With: @Digmata
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"Yeah... I heard them too Caster. That Constantine fellow doesn't know how to keep his trap shut. I'd rather not have him as an ally."


She felt some secondhand resentment and anger on behalf of Rider's master. That one blunder had just hurt their odds of winning the war for no gain whatsoever. Just one teenager not treating this whole affair with respect. It made her huff and shake her head.

Her familiar sat on a nearby rooftop, watching the servants below converse... Only for a Saber to appear to join in on the mess. This was starting to get a bit ridiculous. Rider had been trying to draw attention, but she had expected at least some of the other servants to find other places to show up. Three of the seven were there, and the fourth was observing it.

As Caster used her Noble Phantasm to prepare their trump card against the two more physically powerful servants, she listened in on the conversation. The Familiar quietly grooms itself on the rooftop to try and blend in as just another random animal. Only to frown slightly as the Saber managed to catch Caster's own familiar out.

"I'm not sure it's a good idea while that Saber is around. They've seemed to catch your scent, as it were. You probably got a little too zealous with those spiders of yours..."


What went unsaid was that the three people down there were "honorable" types. Odds are they'd take an intrusion to their duel as an insult and attack if they had prepared the battleground perhaps. Yet they had to go to them and drag them into a proper battlefield. It wasn't worth the risk.

"Focus on information gathering for now. We know what the other two are, and I think I can formulate strategies to defeat either Shielder or Rider by their lonesome. Together's much more difficult. Not counting the Saber. We focus on gathering information about them for now, as well as see if we can figure out if there's anyone else watching this mess. If you want to try and interfere, go ahead, just try to not put yourself into harm."


With that, she'd direct her own Tanuki familiar to stand up from where it had groomed itself. Beginning to circle the area where they were going to fight. Trying to see if she could get eyes on anyone else that might be hanging around. Hopefully the servants were too busy with each other to pay it any mind. It'd be annoying to have to make another familiar so quickly.
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