The Irish Tree

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Casting his half-gaze to the woman that had been summoned before him, he was glad that it was neither an insane beast, nor someone easily identifiable as a previous dictator or fascist. Rising to his knees, he looked her in the eyes and said: "I...Suppose I am." as he extended his non-bleeding hand out, noticing a symbol now imprinted onto the back of his palm, the skin of his hand gaining a rather odd sigil in a set of three, with what appeared to be a large, crystalline arrow depicted on it, winding up to his middle-forearm. It was clear that the seal was seperated into three, and the whole design seemed somewhat chaotic.

Looking at it curiously, he said: "Yup. That seals it. Looks like we're in this together, Partner." and cast a glance to the man who'd brought them all together. "...No rosary...no indication of who he is. Is this guy a Magus or a Priest? He can't just be some schmuck off the street. No way anybody could have just FOUND the Grail by accident." he thought before rising to his feet. "...So...why's the Grail here?
I don't think you dragged me to another Country just to cut my hand and give me a Servant."

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I like how the moment the line order dropped, you can see half the members in the IC.

"RACE FOR THE POSTS!"

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Darkness, blood, a flash of red on the ground. That's all Mesman could see from his one functioning eye. His eye lazily drifted around, gazing at the other poor sods assembled here against their will. Or maybe he was just the unlucky one to get hit with the hard-end of a stick. Groaning, he realized his hand was cut and being held, eyes going wide as he saw the circles on the ground. "...The Grail..." he thought to himself, too hung-over from the awakening to be rightfully angry at whoever the fuck had gathered them.

Realizing what position he and the others were in, Mesman was prepared to cast a curse of blindness, his free hand attempting to do...something to the circle. Anything. Hard for him to imagine that he was having time off in Holland, and then suddenly here, in the middle of bumfuck nowhere. His addled mind deemed it necessary to stop preparing to cast the blinding curse, given that he seemed unable to form the proper incantation. Glaring at the circle, he wondered who or WHAT was going to come out of it, given that any Heroic Spirit from the Throne could answer the call with no artifact to focus on pulling one. For all he knew, Adolf Hitler could come marching out. "God dammit, if I keep thinking it, its going to happen." he cursed to himself, pushing his body up with his not-bleeding-hand as he layed his single eye on what would come from the circle.

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Haas Mesman

Name: Haas Mesman



Character Type: Master of Archer

Languages: Dutch, English, Spanish, Latin

Affiliation: Mage's Association, Mesman Family

Height: 6ft.

Weight: 168lbs.

Place of Origin: Holland

Bio: Born into the rather large, yet unextraordinary magus family of the Mesman's, Haas was born prematurely, and, due to a lack of proper oxygen flow, became permanently blind in his left eye. Born to a family of Magi blacksmiths, he quickly garnered the attention of the heads of the household, due to his level of control over his magical circuits, vastly outstripping any of his kinsmen at an early age. No member of the Mesmans had ever truly been talented at magic, but the birth of a true Magus in the family was certainly something they were excited about.

Groomed from age 6 to inherit the reigns of the not-so-lofty household, Haas received the same martial training his family had, and, as per tradition, forged his own weapons using naught but his bare hands and the historic Mesman Forge. Crafting a simple pair of two steel tonfas, he received his martial training, in addition to being tutored in the more practical uses of Thaumatergy, he did fairly well with learning the arts of Witchcraft, curses and boons coming easily to him. Realizing just how blessed he was with his knack for Magecraft, he started to look at life differently, going from a spoiled, pompous child to an accepting young man, willing to believe that anyone can come from anything. The lowest of the low can be born of the highest of the high, and vice versa. Maturing into a man, Haas inherited the title of heir to the house after defeating the previous head in a contest of martial prowess, ending the duel without being hit once.

Until recently, he had done freelance work for the Mage's Association, and has absolutely no idea why he of all people would be selected as a candidate to become a Master. But, then again, he supposed that was just his kinda like.

Personality: Mesman is odd for a man of the Mage's Association, given that he has actively tried to uphold the values of the common man. One who values the virtues of the common man, as well as the truths sought by the Magi, he is a humble man, often valuing someone more for their character rather than their name, and considers Thaumatergy the stuff of miracles.

Bloodline: Mesman

Blood Type: O

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<Snipped quote by The Irish Tree>

@Turboshitter

SNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKES

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<Snipped quote by KoL>

@Turboshitter

Sneks.

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Just remembered this...the best thing in the universe.

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When my Berserker's true identity is revealed everyone will be:

My Hider

@Medjedovic

For me, that was 75% of Fate.
Who da fuck is the tsubame-gaishi guy?

Hightschool DxDxD

...Well...uh...bump, I guess.

Fate/Stay Night Casual RP

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*faint ohohohos in the distance*

You could play as an Edelfelt since it's canonical that their Sorcery Trait allows for two heirs. Wouldn't go against canon or anything (but hey, this might be an AU). And hey, you get to play someone related to based Luvia.

*OHOHOHO INTENSIFIES*

@Turboshitter

*SUPLEXING BERSERKER INTENSIFIES*