KoL

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@TheWindel

So much drama in that intro for the Festival...

The War of the Three

@KoL
Iona basically just said "Good luck lol," didn't she?

@Mega Birb

Kinda like that, yeah.

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

Well, I'll probably reply later tonight or tomorrow after work to move my characters to the lunch scene as well.

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

@VitaVitaAR

Well, in a certain way, Atalanta is interacting with Althienna, since she just called on Medea right now. But I guess that's all that happened up to now regarding them.

Though, I think it's strangely weird for the Masters that posted recently to ignore the Servants revealing their identities out loud one after the other.

The War of the Three

Iona

@TheWindel@Lonewolf685@Lucius Cypher@Flamelord@Mega Birb@Awesomoman64@LHudson

"Harbinger of Light, what is it that brings you here?" Iona turned to Torag as he entered her domain. After listening to his report, she rose to her feet. "I feared that this could happen if someone as prone for betrayal as Miyu was left alone with the Demons." Iona was meditating on the consequences of their failure to rescue Miyu. Now the whole security of the Heavens was at jeopardy because they were too slow to act. "Next time, I'll handle these issues personally. As long as I'm allowed to by Him." Iona's cryotic words were said more to herself than Torag, though.

Anyway, in but a moment she snapped back to reality, sending a message to all she deemed that would be of use on this uncalled for conflict. "Angels of Heaven, the sanctity of our previous victory stands at the face of jeopardy by a coward attack of the Demons of Hell and Machina of Mankind to our vaults at Alt Signia, backed by the traitorous angel Miyu. All who hear this message, present yourselves at the Seraphic Gates and get ready to defend our honor and our home, under the command of the Harbinger of Light and the Divine Deputy. Make no mistake, if you come across the traitor, show her no mercy, for her demonic allies shall show you none!" At Iona's command, Celestia flared to life, a hastily assembled force running to the Seraphic Gates, ready to teleport to Alt Signia. Perhaps that was not the most impressive of armies, but it would have to make do for the time being. Faith was an Angel's sword and resolve their shield, after all. Numbers mattered not in face fo such power.

"I shall assist on the recovery of the Claw of Heavens. She'll be ready to join the conflict in but a moment. For the time being, I want you to lead our forces, Harbinger of Light, show them the wrath of heavens." Iona laid a hand over Torag's shoulder, nodding silently before turning around to take her leave and meet up with Diana at the Healing Pools. However, she stopped briefly and said, without turning back, "This will be a battle fought to the last man standing. Our only chance of victory is getting rid of all the opposition. Sadly, I can't lend you my power, but I trust that your righteous fury will make up for it. Furthermore," Iona's voice dropped to a barely audible whisper as she said her last piece before leaving Torag, "Eclipse Princess will take part of that fight. Keep an eye on her, while her loyalty is not questionable, like Miyu, she's a loose cannon. Powerful, but far too hard to aim. Keep that in mind."

"May the Light be with you!"

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@Nanashi Ninanai

You are not even wrong. It's hard to find someone clean on Greek mythology. Even a Goddess said to be good, like Athena or Artemis could do acts of severe petty evil. That's when people like Atalanta and Medusa (who never did anything to earn their fate) get screwed.

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One of the hottest grandma around, still.

Jason didn't deserve her.

@Nanashi Ninanai

Jason, like pretty much all Greek heroes, was an asshole that got famous because their society (like pretty much all other ancient ones) is highly sexist.

Otherwise, why would pretty much all female Heroic Spirits be considered Evil by the Grail in a way or another?

EDIT: Himiko and Tamamo shall be another good interaction as well. After all, it's not everyday that you get to meet a fragment of the Goddess you worship. Having your mental image of her as a regal and proper entity destroyed is just a plus.

KoL's Test Thread

Iona

@TheWindel@Lonewolf685@Lucius Cypher@Flamelord@Mega Birb@Awesomoman64@LHudson

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Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

Now that I think about it, I'm waiting for Athena to call Medea grandma. It'll be priceless to see Caster freaking out because of being called an old lady.

Fate/ Transcendent Paradigm (A Fate/GO Based RP)

Atalanta

"..." Atalanta stared wordlessly at Keisuke's hand for a few moments before suddenly realizing that this was this era's customary form of compliment, at which point she returned the gesture by firmly shaking his hand as well. "Keisuke, huh? If we are not to be enemies then introducing myself here won't be an issue, right?" Atalanta didn't waited for a confirmation before continuing, her instincts told her that it wouldn't be an issue this time. "I, Atalanta, summoned as Servant Archer, swear to be your eyes and ears in this task by the name of my goddess, Artemis, my bow and and arrows will be yours, to strike down any opposi- Huh!?"

Atalanta had almost completed her pledge to Keisuke, after deeming that he would be a worthy Master when both her ears and tail became ramrod straight, just like a scared cat. She let go off Keisuke's hand the moment she heard a voice she would never forget even if had been alive all the time from the Era of the Gods to now. That deceitful voice that all who took part in the Argo expedition knew all too well. The voice of...

"The Witch of Colchis? What in the name of the Gods is someone like you doing here?" Atlanta said all of a sudden, loud enough to be heard by anyone on the summoning room, as she turned toward the mysterious woman draped in concealing purple garments. Even if her figure was veiled by the darkest of shadows, there was no way that Atalanta would forget the voice, or the smell, of the traitorous Princess of Colchis. Even then, Atalanta didn't forgot that, in her time of need, it was Medea who healed her wounds with forbidden magecraft, thus earning Atalanta's respect. Which was a nice thing, considering how badly the deal with the Argo ended for both women.

Nevertheless, that didn't excused the fact that Medea was a dangerous mercurial woman who had killed her own brother to escape her homeland and, most of all, that Noble Phantasm the Witch owned. The thought of what could happen if Medea were to misuse it made Atalanta's hairs rise. "I hold a debt of honor to you. However, be aware, I'll not lay my eyes off of you while you have that dagger." Atlanta extended a protective arm over Keisuke. If they were to cooperate, that would be the best possible scenario, but she couldn't be sure of it until she heard it from the Witch's own lips, after all few were the lies that Atalanta's ears couldn't discern.

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Diarmuid Ua Duibhne

Once more Diarmuid heard the call of a mage begging him to come back to the world. The last time was an experience he could never forget, though it ended in yet one more betrayal and one more bitter page on Diarmuid's story. He was going to be summoned as Lancer once, which left Diarmuid wondering if it was a curse or a blessing that he could once more wield his beloved spears. At least his time, Diarmuid hoped that his curse wouldn't cause him much undue troubles.

If... if he could get the chance to fight an opponent such as the King of Knights once more... That enough would make it worth being summoned, no matter what hardships Lancer would have to face. Either way, there was no time to think about such issues. The moment Diarmuid answered to the summons, another flash of light shone through the summoning hall, this one dissipating in scattering motes not unlike rose petals thrown to the wind.

Before Felix the figure of a tall, impossibly handsome, knight sporting an enchanted —cursed— mole on his face, was knelt facing the ground. His right forearm rested over his bent down knee and his left hand planted against the floor. To each of the knight's side laid a spear, deep crimson, like freshly drawn blood and vivid gold, like the Sun it self.

Without waiting for a word or order, the knight's voice rang loud and clear, proclaiming his vow of servitude to his new Master. "I Servant Lancer, Diarmuid Ua Duibhne, First Spear of the Fianna, heard your summons. From this moment forth, let my spears be thine, my Liege." Honoring one's traditions came first, even if Diarmuid could sense the presence of many more mages as well as Servant around him.

The only thing that he could hope is, that if any of them had the tiniest shred of honor, they would reveal their identities in a similar fashion.

@Cojemo