Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)
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				Title: <strong>Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>15-10-2011, 00:38:36</strong>
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				Throughout town, a cold breeze is blowing, whipping the last leaves of fall off the trees of Dynast City.&nbsp; It's early November and there are only a few people still wandering the streets this late, bundled against the cold. Dynast City, despite its name, is more like a small town in the middle of nowhere where nothing is open past nine.&nbsp; A victim of the economic crash, the town was once home to several factories and was more fitting of the title "city". Now it is home to several abandoned buildings, some of which still receive power and are frequented by vagrants and the occasional adventure seeking teenager. In a tranquil town like this, who would believe a war between Magi was about to begin.&nbsp; As the clock tower in the middle of town rings midnight, a small explosion goes unnoticed in a small hotel room.<br>-------------------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>As the smoke clears, a man adorned in jet black armor with purplish black hair complimented by handsome features steps forward and reaches his hand out to help you off the floor.&nbsp; "Good evening Master. I am Lancer, your servant. Henceforth, I shall fight on your behalf in this war for the holy grail. Do you accept me as your servant?"<br>--------------------------------<br>Cmpuncle:<br>The plane you've been flying on touches down on the ground. Having been delayed for the late arrival of an important passenger, many of your fellow passengers have gotten impatient.&nbsp; When the doors open and everyone is allowed to leave, everyone crowds out into the aisles, preventing you from getting out before they do. In the midst of all those people, you glimpse one young man with blond hair and shocking blue eyes glaring right at you before he exits the plane. <br>------------------------------<br>Ninja:<br>You are returning home from an errand that ran late. As you pass a woman, she gasps and asks if you are alright. Unnoticed, your right arm has begun to bleed and you're leaving a small trail of blood behind you. You recognize this as a sign your command seals are about to form, but the woman obviously does not. You are not far from home, yet the woman seems intent on making sure you're fine before letting you head there. <br>---------------------------------<br>???:<br>A young male walks down a darkened alley. While not as dangerous as some cities at night, Dynast City is home to several gangs and unsavory types that would lurk in such a place.&nbsp; As he's walking, his footsteps echo and reverberate in the confined space.&nbsp; The splash of a puddle being stepped in causes the young male to pause as another young man steps out of the darkness.&nbsp; The man is wearing loose fitting sweatpants, a muscle shirt (which emphasizes his athletic physique), and a bandage is wrapped around the entirety of his right arm and hand.&nbsp; A scar runs down from his left temple, through his left eye, down to the cheek. It's obvious that eye was rendered useless several years prior.&nbsp; The two males glare at each other as they pass, but neither makes a move to attack the other, though they both want to shove the other against the wall and give them a proper lesson.&nbsp; "Chickening out," taunts the young male as the other man retorts, "don't feel like wasting my time on trash like you."<br>Once again, they both resist the urge to attack the other, though they've both stopped in the middle of the alleyway backs to each other.&nbsp; <br>"Once the seventh has been summoned, there won't be a reason to hold back anymore," the bandaged one comments.<br>"No. There won't," replies the other male as they go their separate ways.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>15-10-2011, 01:05:08</strong>
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				"it's fine, miss. I'm not to far from my house and it's not all that bad."<br><br>Vince needed to get home, he didn't want this woman to think he was some kind of freak for having a carving of three symbols on his hand. On the plus side due to the fact that he had been constantly pumping mana for most of his life he wasn't even feeling any pain from this carving into his skin. The only problem was that unless he told a lie to this person she would think he was in some kind of gang or cult, or worst of all that he was with 'THE' gang of this city, the ones who get on the news the most and control the largest area of the city.<br><br>Vince Decided to show this woman that he was going to take care of it by tearing the sleeve of his jacket and using it as a bandage over the wound.<br><br>"See, it's fine, I'll have it properly bandaged when I get up the hill to my home."<br><br>In an even further effort to prepare Vince for the war his parents had refused to purchase any land that wasn't located on the highest hill in town, reason number one for this was to keep the family fit, but reason number two was to give the Servant he would be summoning an advantage over the others.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>15-10-2011, 01:13:57</strong>
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				Zane had decided it was time to leave his home and find a more suitable place to dwell that may be better suited to his condition and so he had taken a plane to Dynast City after notifying his parents simply so they would know where to send the money they always gave him.&nbsp; The ride over had been smooth, and thus far no one had figured out his "condition" for which he was glad, as that would have caused trouble for him since no one would know as of yet that he fed only on animals for the time being until it became necessary to consume human blood.&nbsp; The slightest peep from anyone on board would have brought all the passengers down upon him in an effort to slay him without knowing him.&nbsp; The rush to get off the plane had prevented him from getting off as quickly as possible, which he didn't mind, since he prefereed to take his time, and he was in no particular rush.&nbsp; However when he finally did stand up from his seat he noticed a young man still onboard the plane, who seemed to be staring at him, perhaps watching him.&nbsp; He didn't like when people stared as it made him think he had been discovered.&nbsp; But he knew better than to panic as that would give him away straight out.&nbsp; So he continued on as if nothing were wrong, pulling down his carry on bag which was the only bag he had brought, Everything else he would need he had had shipped to the local postal facility, so that he could find and acquire a new place before having to worry about it.<br><br>Once he had his bag he continued through the plane, passing the young man before exiting to the jetway.&nbsp; He continued on his way through the airport glancing back without moving his head to see if he was being followed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>15-10-2011, 06:02:28</strong>
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				Riley took the mans hand gratefully and let him help her up. She was floored by what was happening.&nbsp; Not two months ago, she had no idea magic even existed, and now she was about to take part in a battle for the holy grail. In front of her was a legendary hero from the past, at least she assumed he was from the past, and now he was asking her if she would accept him as her servant?!&nbsp; She realized she hadn't said anything yet, so she somehow managed, "um, sure. I accept you as my partner Lancer."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>15-10-2011, 06:17:59</strong>
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				Undercover: <br>Lancer bows his head, then steps back, "Then the contract is made.&nbsp; You seem....confused if I may say so. Is there something that I can clarify?"<br><br>--------------------------<br>Ninja: <br>The woman looks unsure, "well, if you say so. You should get that looked at though..." She continues on her way, worried for your safety, but otherwise realizing that whatever had caused the blood loss might still be nearby. It's obvious she couldn't see the symbols yet, but they're becoming clearer.&nbsp; Any magus could see them at the moment, and soon, even a non-magus would be able to.&nbsp; <br>---------------------------<br>Cmpuncle:&nbsp; <br>There is no sign of the glaring individual following you. You can clearly see individual faces in the crowd, and he is not amongst them.&nbsp; You don't feel his glare either, so you can safely assume he's not watching you at the moment either. The concourse is rather quiet and you can hear your own footfalls echoing through it. Since Dynast City has fallen on harder times, the airport isn't as frequently used, so this does not seem unusual either.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>15-10-2011, 07:20:35</strong>
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				Thank goodness he was not being followed, perhaps the young man had merely mistaken him for someone else.&nbsp; His stress relieved he seemed to gain somewhat of a spring to his step, aside from that little misunderstanding everything was moving rather smoothly, since this town had many abdnoned buildings he would most likely be able to purchase one rather easily and even better cheaply, and with a little work turn it into a very liveable place especially if the power and water were still on to it without anyone checking it, although he assumed this would stop being the norm once he legally purchased it.&nbsp; However at the moment he could not seem to focus on his laid out plan as he had begun to feel his hunger kicking in.&nbsp; He had to admit he was surprised it had lasted this long without surfacing, he half expected it to hit him while he was on the plane.&nbsp; Luckily he had come prepared for it, and pulled from his shirt pocket what to anyone else would appear to be simply a water bottle, but was actually filled with the blood of animals he had collected and stored in the bottle which had been very slightly enchanted in order to keep the blood as fresh as possible for as long as possible.&nbsp; He drank only about a quarter of its contents as he would need the rest to sate him over till he could establish himself and figure out his feeding spot, or spots.&nbsp; Unfortunately he could only purchase a property during the day since the realty offices were only open then so he couldn't do much at the moment in terms of getting a place he could however look around at the available properties during the night, and as dawn broke he could prepare himself for being out in the daylight.&nbsp; He was now freely roaming about the city, casually observing a small trail of smoke, which he assumed was someone's place on fire.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>15-10-2011, 07:23:46</strong>
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				Riley blushed. "I'm still rather new to this whole being a magus thing.&nbsp; I was just awed by the fact that you're standing here before me now, and that I'm really going to be part of something so big. A few months ago, I would have never believed such a thing was possible. Part of me is expecting my family to burst out and laugh at me for falling for some elaborate prank, and yet, I know they won't because this IS real. This IS happening. My life WILL be on the line soon if it isn't already...not that I don't think you can protect me, that's not what I meant," she hastily clarified. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>15-10-2011, 13:15:43</strong>
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				Vince smiled and thanked the woman for her concern before he began sprinting up the hill at top speed, today was the day to summon his epic hero and he didn't want to waste any time.<br><br>Vince pulled his keys from his pocket and unlocked the gate to his home then quickly closed and locked the gate behind him, next he pulled out his cell phone and informed his friends who where planing to come over tonight that something came up and he had to cancel, so they would have to find a new location to have fun tonight.<br><br>With that taken care of he moved into his living room and moved the table away then rolled up the carpet to reveal the Mage circle hidden beneath since the day they moved in.<br><br>Now all he needed was the relic and that was easy enough to get, it was hanging on the wall with some other decorations to match it and he quickly grabbed the chain and pulled the golden pyramid off the wall.<br><br>Vince took a pedestal holding a spear from the edge of the room and placed it in the center of the circle then carefully placed the pyramid in the pedestal and took a deep breath trying to relax as the next part required his full concentration and power.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>15-10-2011, 19:02:34</strong>
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				Cmpuncle:<br>as you wander the streets, you come to a part of town that looks more derelict than the rest.&nbsp; More and more of the buildings here are abandoned or boarded up, though there are signs of life in some of them.&nbsp; A few of them are for sale, but most were left to remain as a testament to more prosperous times.&nbsp; Down the street a little ways, there is small convenience store that defiantly remains open twenty four seven in a neighborhood where everything else is either abandoned or closed at this hour.&nbsp; High up on the windowsill of the third floor of one of the abandoned buildings, you see a white cat chilling out.&nbsp; It's watching you with one eye, but in typical cat fashion, it doesn't seem to care. In fact, it cares so little about you that it resumes its nap. In the distance, you hear what sounds like a muffled explosion, though you get the impression it might have happened underground, but you're not sure. the sound of which causes the cat to return inside through the broken window of the abandoned building.&nbsp; <br>-----------------------<br>Undercover:<br>Lancer frowns, "I will do my best to protect you, Master, but you're right, a masters life is most certainly on the line during a grail war.&nbsp; It is much easier to defeat a master than it is to defeat another servant, especially if that servant is a Berserker. While I will do my best to protect you, I can not guarantee your safety. Because of that, I need to know how experienced you are at fighting. Also, what kind of magic do you specialize in? The more I know about your abilities, the better I can protect youl."<br>-------------------------<br>DigitLninja:<br>As you start concentrating on the task at hand, you hear a muffled noise similar to an explosion off in the distance. From where you are, you can't make out which direction it came from, and you're not entirely sure you even heard it to begin with.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>15-10-2011, 19:21:06</strong>
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				Riley avoided meeting his gaze, and rubbed the back of her head with her hand. "Well, I was born into a family of magus, but I had an older sister, so they taught her a whole lot.&nbsp; Me, I was raised ignorant of magic because I was the youngest.&nbsp; When my command seals appeared two months ago, they began teaching me what they could.&nbsp; My family specializes in alchemy, reinforcement, and transference magic.&nbsp; I picked up on the basics rather well, but I'm still inexperienced. I can change my sweater into metal armor, or make it damage resistant for a short while, and I can view things remotely by transferring my consciousness to them.&nbsp; Unfortunately, I don't know much else, combat wise. Sorry."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>15-10-2011, 19:58:44</strong>
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				Yeesh it seemed a lot was going on in this town, both above and below.&nbsp; Zane continued looking through the buildings finding a lot of them to be occupied by bums, however he eventually found a warehouse that would suit his needs.&nbsp; No bums had currently taken up residence in it and it would only need minimal reapirs and alterations.&nbsp; He made a mental note of it's address for when morning broke.&nbsp; He debated going to the store to get stocked up on supplies, however he realized until he bought the place and received all the furniture he had shipped it would be rather useless to do.&nbsp; So in the meantime he decided to get a snack, after all while he was immortal, and aside the "hunger"&nbsp; he still needed to keep his body nourished.&nbsp; So he made his way back to the convenience store, grabbing a few items off the shelf to hold him over in the meantime.<br><br>He approached the counter and laid down his selection, waiting for the clerk to ring them up.&nbsp; "My, my it certainly seems things in this place are getting lively.&nbsp; Any idea what's going on?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>16-10-2011, 02:10:11</strong>
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				Vince took a deep breath and checked the back of his hand to see if his seals hand fully formed yet and he prepared to remove his magical bonds and release his full power for the first time since he was two years old.<br><br>"I know your soul no longer resides within this item but I pray that you appear when I summon you, I need a servant and my heart was set on you, so I will lend you the power to return for this last glorious battle."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>17-10-2011, 02:14:24</strong>
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				Undercover:<br>Lancer mulls over this new information before speaking. "Well, that will have to do.&nbsp; Ideally, we servants prefer our masters not get involved in battle. The only time you'd need to rely on your skills is if an enemy servant or master were to attack you, in which case it would be my job to defeat them before harm could come to you. In any case, you may still have to defend yourself, so I'd like to hone your skills as soon as possible. While it is understood that battles are not supposed to happen until after the final servant has been summoned, that does not mean a less honorable servant or master will abide by that rule."<br>Lancer looks around, as if to sense where other servants might be, even though as a Lancer, he lacks that ability.&nbsp; "As for me, I have some unusual skills for a Lancer. Normally I would have been summoned as a Saber or Berserker, but this time around, I'm a Lancer. " <br>Lancer then proceeds to tell you of his special abilities<br>----------------------------------------------------------<br>Digitalninja:<br>Your command seals have appeared at this point, and you can sense a faint power from within the item you are using as a catalyst. Because of the unusual nature of your servant, special means were needed to obtain this item for this ritual.&nbsp; While countless copies of this item exist, only this one could possibly serve as the catalyst you need for the servant you have chosen. However, other forces are at work enabling you to summon this particular servant, forces which you have no knowledge of at the moment.&nbsp; <br>-------------------------------------<br>Cmpuncle:<br>The clerk begins ringing up your chosen items, seemingly thankful for the break in the monotony.&nbsp; As you ask your question, a thoughtful look crosses his face. "you know, I've been wondering that myself.&nbsp; The police scanner has been oddly quiet today, yet there was that explosion like sound nearby.&nbsp; Not only that, but there were those weirdo's all dressed up like priests about an hour ago.&nbsp; One of the local thugs came in here about half an hour ago and bought up a whole bunch of stuff. Said he was going to be busy in some sort of battle and wanted to be well stocked up for the next two weeks.&nbsp; I had no clue what he was talking about, but I guess the gangs are going to start vying for territory or somethin.&nbsp; I don't know about you, but I'm going to be carrying around my gun, just in case." He finishes ringing up your items, then looks at you suspiciously. "You wouldn't happen to represent, would you?"&nbsp; <br>(please roll a d20 and post it in your response)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>17-10-2011, 03:06:56</strong>
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				After Lancer finished explaining his abilities, Riley smiled, "Well, those abilities will certainly come in handy I would think. I think we should get to practicing then, though this hotel room is not exactly a suitable area to train in. Shall we reconnoiter and find a suitable place to train? Perhaps scout out some locations other masters might be using as their base?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>17-10-2011, 03:34:02</strong>
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				Vince raised his hands above his head and crossed them at the wrist then with a deep breath he lowered them and placed them in front of him at a 90 degree angle.<br><br>"Libero."<br><br>With one word the mana cuffs appeared as a blue energy around his wrists and ankles and a line stretching between them, then the cuffs shattered and slowly began to fall upward.<br><br>With the cuffs gone he remembered that his energy with them on was about the same as an adult with regular mana training.<br><br>Then all at ounce it happened, his true power revealed it's self. Any human within a few miles of the house would suddenly feel a strong wind pass over them from out of nowhere, any Mage in the area would see a silver dragon covered in black flames roaring out in the sky over the house, until after a few minutes it collapsed in on it's self as Vince regained control.<br><br>Vince was breathing heavily as it felt like he had two lifetimes worth of mana at his disposal and yet he had a feeling he would need every last drop.<br><br>Vince began to speak the incantation for summoning his Servant and prayed that it would work.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>17-10-2011, 05:40:57</strong>
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				Roll Result: cmpuncle rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: d20 roll for some reason<br>Result: 9, <br>Total: 9<br><br>"Representing?&nbsp; I assume you mean am I with a particular gang?&nbsp; If's thats the case then no I am simply here as myself, in fact I plan to buy one of the abandoned warehouses down the street, but I must wait till the morning since the realtors don't open till then.&nbsp; As for defending myself that certainly shouldn't be a problem, I've spent a good deal of time training myself, so a few thugs won't be a problem.&nbsp; I must admit I am interested in those guys you said were dressed like priests, do you have any idea what they were doing?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>17-10-2011, 07:34:51</strong>
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				???:<br>Looking out a window, a young woman observes the giant dragon and snorts. "How vulgar.&nbsp; These American Magus' lack proper restraint. It's as if they don't care who sees their power," she sindely comments in a heavy french accent.<br><br>Elsewhere, the young man with the bandaged arm raises an eyebrow at the display.&nbsp; "How very....interesting. I suppose I should go investigate."<br><br>In yet another location, the man from the alleyway grins. Though he can't see the display of power, he can feel it from his location&nbsp; "Well well well. Someone is certainly showing off. Come, we're going to check it out!"<br>---------------------------------<br><br>Cmpuncle: you failed the roll. Every once in a while, I'll ask for a roll. Sometimes it'll be a spot check, or a conversation check, etc.&nbsp; Anyway, back to your character specific information:<br><br>The clerk shakes his head almost imperceptibly. While he believes you can fend for yourself and that you're not a member not of a gang, he doesn't quite believe you'll be buying one of the warehouses.&nbsp; Instead of saying so, he answers your question instead.&nbsp; "They seemed to be looking for something. Their leader appeared to be a young woman, teenager I think, but her hair was a shimmery white. Not sure what product she uses, but my daughter would love to have it, I'm sure.&nbsp; I figure they're some new gang out to make a name for themselves.&nbsp; This town used to be such a nice place. No gangs, no violence. When all the factories and warehouses closed shop, a lot of families went broke. Then the gangs sprung up. "<br>-------------------------<br>DigitLninja:<br>The mage's circle begins to glow red as you begin the incantation. As you focus more and more on the ritual, you start losing awareness of what's around you and devote all of it into the ritual. As the ritual proceeds, the glow begins to get brighter and brighter, and the catalyst you chose begins to glow as well.&nbsp; The atmosphere in the room is charged with mana as you pour more of your mana, or prana rather, into the ritual.&nbsp; Then all at once, everything returns to normal.&nbsp; The circle fades away, the air loses it's edge, and your catalyst dissolves.<br><br>and then there's a burst of energy upstairs accompanied by the sound of an explosion that shakes the building.<br>and another explosion, and another.<br><br>&nbsp; A glance at the clock indicates you've poured over an hour into the ritual. <br>---------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>Lancer considers your suggestion and opens a window before commenting, "I agree we should train, but I believe we should avoid scouting out other masters just yet.&nbsp; As far as I can tell, two servants are currently summoned, myself and another.&nbsp; As to their identity, I can not venture a guess.&nbsp; Chances are, it's a Saber or Berserker, since I was summoned as a Lancer and those two classes fit my skill set better than Lancer. If a Saber, chances are good I would win. Depending on the Berserker, that might not be the case.&nbsp; While I fear no opponent, I dare not risk a confrontation with Berserker without having trained with you a bit." He looks out the window, and satisfied that no one will see him, sweeps you off your feet and jumps out the window with you, landing down below out of sight of any prying eyes. He puts you back down, "sorry if I have startled you, but I thought it wise to leave that way, to fool anyone who might be monitoring your room."<br><br><br>(Slight time deviation. Ninja, you're currently an hour ahead of cmpuncle, half an hour ahead of undercover, and at the present moment for ???)<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>17-10-2011, 07:59:52</strong>
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				Riley managed a quick, "ah!" as Lancer picks her up and jumps down below. As he sets her down, she shivers, "please warn me next time. I don't do well with heights." not waiting for an apology, she absorbs their previous conversations as she begins to walk. "First things first, we should try to find you some more appropriate clothing.&nbsp; Walking around in armor like that practically screams obvious master is obvious. Next, we should acquire a map of the city.&nbsp; We can use that to mark areas to practice, and as the battle progresses, mark where potential bases are. Perhaps find secondary bases for ourselves as well. I'd rather not be tied to one location.&nbsp; I might not be great in battle, but at least I can come up with tactics for winning," she cheerfully comments. "Then we should find a place to practice."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>17-10-2011, 15:30:42</strong>
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				Oh great people dressed as priests, and looking for something, it could only be a hunt for vampires, hopefully not specifically for him.<br><br>"It's quite a shame things have gotten so bad here, hopefully it can return to it's former glory someday.&nbsp; That would most certainly be something I would like to see."&nbsp; By now he had rung up the items and Zane paid him.&nbsp; "Thank you for the conversation, I haven't had a normal one with anyone for quite a while.&nbsp; See ya around."<br><br>As he left the store he felt a huge gust of wind and the dragon caught his attention.<br><br>"Wow what the hell was that?&nbsp; Probably nothing I should get involved in, I guess it would be prudent to simply get a hotel room for the rest of the night, I'm gonna need all the strength I can muster to move around out in the daylight tomorrow to get that warehouse."<br><br><em>Thank goodness my usual clothing choice covers most of my skin that should slow the degeneration quite a bit.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>17-10-2011, 22:09:10</strong>
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				"Damn! I was perfect with everything, how the hell did he end up crashing through the roof upstairs?"<br><br>Vince moved through the house and up the stairs to find his servant and hoped that he wasn't harmed in some way by the landing.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>18-10-2011, 08:57:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Undercover: please roll a d20 for me.<br>Lancer follows along, apology written on his face as you outline the plan.&nbsp; As you finish, he chuckles. "Master, have you already forgotten about one of my abilities? As a servant, I can return to spirit form to conserve your prana. This also allows me to follow you discretely without being visible.&nbsp; We can communicate mentally with one another as well to keep things even more discrete."<br>To further demonstrate his point, he seemingly vanishes into thin air.&nbsp; &lt;I agree about the map. Being able to tactically plan out our next move will be a good start.&nbsp; However, I believe it would be prudent to wait till morning to search for one.&nbsp; For now, let us find a discrete spot to practice.&gt;<br>---------------------------------<br>Cmpuncle:<br>After about a half hour of searching, you find yourself at a hotel. <br>--------------------------------<br>DigitlNinja:<br>As you enter the room you find that the room is quite a mess. Obviously the summoning worked, albeit in the wrong location. Furthermore The ceiling is surprisingly intact, so it was not your servant crashing through the roof that you heard. From outside, you can hear more explosions, though these ones seem smaller. You also see no sign of your servant in the room. Above you, you feel mana gathering. <br>---------------------------<br>Everyone: <br>alright guys, this next bit is optional. While at work, I came up with an interesting idea related to each of you individually. If you WANT, you can add the "Unknown Super Human Power" to your attributes. If you do, there is a chance, a CHANCE, that somewhere along the storyline you will discover a hidden ability your character has. Even if you get the attribute, there is no guarantee you will develop your ability, since that will depend on your actions in the story, but you will not get the ability if you choose not to take the trait. Up to you guys.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>18-10-2011, 13:05:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Vince looked up at the concentration of mana and wonders what exactly happened in this room to make it such a mess.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>18-10-2011, 17:20:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As he walked into the hotel Zane heard another set of explosions.&nbsp; Yeesh there was a lot going on tonight, he decided to open himself up to receive the surface thoughts around him, filtering for any involving the explosions.&nbsp; He walked up to the counter and quickly paid for a room.&nbsp; Before heading up he thanked the desk clerk for his help.&nbsp; Once he got in the room he only took out his change of clothes for the next day as that was all he would need for the night, made sure the door was locked good and tight, and lied on the bed sifting through the thoughts until he fell asleep.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>18-10-2011, 18:55:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Roll Result: Undercover rolled: 1d20<br>Comment:<br>Result: 17,<br>Total: 17<br><br>Riley blushes, embarrassed by her forgetfulness. "Sorry bout that. Alright, discrete spot it is. " <em>but where would a discrete spot be? Perhaps the park? </em> Unfamiliar with the area, Riley sets off with Lancer to find a good place to train that is still close by.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>18-10-2011, 19:41:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cmpuncle: <br>As it turns out, you did NOT choose the same hotel as Riley, and in fact, have chosen one a good distance away from hers.&nbsp; Any surface thoughts you pick up are ones of surprise. Like you, the guests of the hotel have no idea what's going on.&nbsp; Some of them seem to have been magically enchanted not to notice them in fact, and those thoughts are of construction.&nbsp; Down the hall, you can hear people knocking on doors. They seem to be moving down the hall, away from your door. If you wish to investigate, you can roll a stealth check, otherwise you can continue sleeping through the night or take another course of action.&nbsp; <br>----------------------<br>DigitlNinja: <br>You can see flashes of light out the window. Upon closer inspection, a man seems to be fighting two individuals outside, one looking to be an ordinary young adult, another being the female one in this picture:<br>(http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20110807192313/typemoon/images/thumb/b/be/ZeroAssassin.jpg/228px-ZeroAssassin.jpg) (http://typemoon.wikia.com/index.php?title=Assassin_(Fate/Zero)&amp;image=ZeroAssassin-jpg)<br>(note that this is a different assassin than in the wiki.)<br>&lt;Master, keep yourself hidden. For now, they think that stranger down below is my master.&nbsp; I'm helping him out, from here&gt;, you hear in your head as a man with long black hair and a big shield appears in front of the mysterious stranger, shielding him as Assassin throws small explosives at him. 3 cards lying face down appear behind the stranger and the shield wielder. A card appears underneath the stranger with his face on it.&nbsp; <br>&lt;while he's on the field, he's considered one of my monsters. I'll be able to protect him this way.&gt; <br><br>You apparently drew the wrong attention to yourself when you unleashed your mana, because it would appear Assassin and her master have come to kill you before you became a threat.&nbsp; Fortunately, another magus came to investigate and out of the goodness of his heart, decided to interfere.&nbsp; His life is now in your hands.<br>-------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>After a half hour of searching, you come across an abandoned lot.&nbsp; At one point it was a construction site, but funding disappeared and the half-finished skeleton of a building is all that remains.&nbsp; A short ways away is the tallest hill in town where you can see flashes of light and sound. From where you're at, it sounds like someone is lighting fireworks up there.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>18-10-2011, 20:01:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Riley takes note of how unusual it is to randomly see fireworks, but decides against investigating it.&nbsp; Instead she stands in front of Lancer and says, "alright, so what happens next? If we're to train, what do you want to work on first?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>18-10-2011, 20:17:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The fact some of the thoughts flowing around him seemed to be magically altered did not bode well with Zane, nor did he like what sounded to be some sort of room by room search going on in the hallway.&nbsp; However since they did not sound as though they were heading towards his door he felt no need to investigate.&nbsp; He decided he would simply keep himself open to the thoughts on this floor while he slept, to keep aware if the search happened to return to his door.&nbsp; In which case he would hear any malicious thoughts within his dreams.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>19-10-2011, 18:31:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				DigitlNinja:<br>After discussing your plan of action with your servant, Assassin throws several small explosives at the man.&nbsp; The first explosive hits a hastily erected, invisible mana barrier while the rest continue toward the man. Your servant activates a trap card, Fairy's Hand Mirror, re-directing the attack toward his Big-Shield Gardna. The monster is unable to defend against the attack and takes severe damage, but remains standing.&nbsp; Your servant draws a card.&nbsp; <br>The stranger moves to attack assassin with his fists gathering mana into them to deal extra damage. On failing to hit her, he is transported back to his card.<br><br>(attack 1 = 1 (non-natural), attack 2 = 4)<br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: fist defense<br>Result: 6,<br>Total: 6<br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: fist defense<br>Result: 5,<br>Total: 5 <br>(I accidentally re-loaded the page after posting some of the dice rolls. The results are accurate, but not re-posted.)<br>------------------------<br>Cmpuncle:&nbsp; <br>In your dreams, the thoughts of those around you keep filtering in. You're able to glean that they are trying to cover up the start of the seventh Heavens Feel, as is their responsibility.&nbsp; In order to keep the populace ignorant of magic and the grail war, they're altering the memories of the visitors so that they think any destruction is caused by "construction projects".&nbsp; Suddenly, you detect another mental presence. You sense no malice from her as she speaks to you directly. &lt; "Welcome to Dynast City, Zane.&nbsp; My name is Izzy McLeod.&nbsp; I've got a proposal for you that you might find interesting. I'll stop by in the morning to discuss the details. Till then, sweet dreams.&gt;&nbsp; The presence lingers for a moment then disengages contact.&nbsp; <br>---------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>Lancer walks over to a wooden stick used to mark an underground gas line and pulls it out before returning to stand in front of you.&nbsp; "Since your magical skills are unfortunately lacking, I believe we should stick to what you already know. Physical combat.&nbsp; I don't know how experienced you are with fighting, but you WILL be when we're finished.&nbsp; This exercise is simple.&nbsp; Try to avoid getting hit for as long as possible.&nbsp; I'll try not to hurt you, but I will attack as if I was trying to kill you.&nbsp; Suddenly he lunges forward and attempts to hit you with the wooden stick.&nbsp; <br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20, adding 1to the total<br>Comment: Lancer practice attack<br>Result: 9,<br>Total: 10<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>20-10-2011, 04:51:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Vance moved to the window of his house and looked out at the battle trying to decide how he would attack without causing too many problems.<br><br>"Alright, I need to be careful with this."<br><br>He concentrated his energy into what he wanted and began the incantation as he took aim.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>20-10-2011, 06:27:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Roll Result: Undercover rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: practice defense<br>Result: 16,<br>Total: 16<br><br>Riley dodge the lunging attack by jumping backwards, "hey, that's not very fair, I'm unarmed and wasn't expecting an attack!" She readied herself for his next attack and adopted a defensive posture.&nbsp; <em> I might even be able to counterattack and stop the onslaught if I try</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>20-10-2011, 06:44:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Undercover:<br>Lancer laughs, "fair? in a real battle, do you expect the enemy to be fair? No, they will do anything to defeat you, from resorting to dirty tricks to attacking while you are unarmed.&nbsp; My job is to make sure they don't get the chance, but we're training just in case so you're well prepared. HA!"<br><br>Once again, Lancer lunges forward, this time using the stick like a lance, trying to use its length to cover the extra distance before you can dodge.<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20, adding 1to the total<br>Comment: Lancer practice attack<br>Result: 11,<br>Total: 12<br><br>----------------------------------<br>DigitlNinja:<br>As you begin the spell, Assassin attempts to attack your benefactor again, this time throwing more powerful explosives at him.&nbsp; Once again, he defends by concentrating the mana in the air into a makeshift barrier.&nbsp; As the explosives hit, instead of bouncing back at her, they simply fall to the ground and explode, shredding the barrier, but leaving him a chance to attack again, but she deftly avoids his attacks.&nbsp; It would appear the two combatants are evenly matched, for now.<br>Your servant draws a card.&nbsp; &lt;Master, because you ordered me to protect that man at all costs, I am ending this battle here and now.&gt; "I special summon The Tricky in attack position by discarding Thousand Knives to the graveyard. <br>&nbsp;Assassin turns to her master, "Master, perhaps a retreat is in order?"<br>"Assassin, you idiot, no one has even been harmed yet except for one of his monsters. We continue the attack!"<br>Caster grins, "You may want to heed her advice, because I'm not done yet!&nbsp; &nbsp;I play "Tricky Spell 4", discarding The Tricky to the Graveyard to summon two Tricky Tokens.&nbsp; I then tribute both Tricky Tokens, and Big Shield Gardna, and with this chant, I summon one of my noble phantasms!"<br><br>"Almighty protector of the sun and sky, I beg of thee, please heed my cry. Transform thyself from orb of light and bring me victory in this fight. I beseech thee, grace our humble game. But first I shall...call out thy name, Winged Dragon of Ra!"<br><br>A massive mana upwelling on the level of the obscene occurs, drawing a massive amount of energy from both you and your servant to summon the Egyptian god card.&nbsp; Energy tears a hole in the sky as the monster descends onto the field.&nbsp; Assassin looks truly terrified and so does her master, who flees the scene. Unable to leave her spot because it is not yet her turn, your servant frowns. "It would appear your bond of friendship was too weak. I deeply regret what I'm about to do. I then activate Winged Dragon of Ra's effect, sacrificing one eighth of my lifepoints to destroy you!" The Egyptian god card unleashes the ability, inundating Assassin with massive amounts of energy. When it has finished, nothing remains where Assassin was standing.<br>&nbsp; <br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20, adding 1to the total<br>Comment: Assassin vs. Barrier<br>Result: 3,<br>Total: 4<br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Barrier defense<br>Result: 11,<br>Total: 11<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20, adding -3to the total<br>Comment: bounce back<br>Result: 3,<br>Total: 0<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20, adding -3to the total<br>Comment: attack vs. Assassin<br>Result: 8,<br>Total: 5<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: asssassin defense<br>Result: 12,<br>Total: 12<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Tricky vs. Assassin<br>Result: 8,<br>Total: 8<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: asssassin defense<br>Result: 15,<br>Total: 15<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment:<br>Result: 15,<br>Total: 15<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment:<br>Result: 16,<br>Total: 16<br>-----------------------------<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>20-10-2011, 19:30:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The next morning Zane woke up rather bright and early considering when he had fallen asleep.&nbsp; Although for him sleep was really more of a luxury than a necessity due to his condition.&nbsp; After he had freshened up, mostly just with deodorant, hair gel, and cologne, since he still was unable to touch water with out it causing degenration, he took a few sips from his blood bottle and began to mull over the information he had gleaned from the local thoughts the night before.&nbsp; He had no idea what this "Heaven's Feel" was but it sounded as if it had become something of a regular, to some degree, occurence and a secret one at that.&nbsp; Not to mention it had certainly startled him in his dream to have someone who he had never heard of or met before contact him directly saying she would stop by in the morning with some sort of proposal.<br><br>"Well whatever proposal she has she'd better not keep me waiting too long, I've a warehouse to purchase and get situated."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>20-10-2011, 19:36:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Vince canceled his attack spell as he saw the Egyptian sun god descend and effectively eliminated an enemy Servant already, Vince slid down the roof and dropped to the ground with a roll forward then ran down to find assassins master.<br><br>"Caster has eliminated your Servant, I demand you give me our command seals."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>21-10-2011, 02:49:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Roll Result: Undercover rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: practice defense<br>Result: 4,<br>Total: 4<br><br>Distracted by the appearance of The Winged Dragon of Ra on the hilltop, Riley temporarily lets down her guard and takes the hit.&nbsp; "Ah! Lancer, look at that. What should we do, investigate?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>21-10-2011, 03:11:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Undercover:<br>Lancers strike hits home, but does next to no damage, as he masterfully reduces the force behind his strike at the last second. He turns to observe the gigantic monster flying above the house and shakes his head, "This place is not safe anymore.&nbsp; If the grail war was already in full swing, I'd say we should head up there, but it appears a premature battle has erupted. It is commonly understood that battles are to occur only once all seven are summoned and we'd most likely only get sucked into the battle. For now, let's return to base. We'll investigate tomorrow.&nbsp; Is this acceptable, Master?"<br><br>-----------------------------------<br>General Bob:&nbsp; <br>A light tap on your door announces the arrival of the young lady.&nbsp; <br>Time difference: 6 hours<br><br>---------------------------------<br>Ninja:<br>The man stops in his tracks, and slowly turns to face you. "Oh? You want both my command seals, do you," his remark immediately raising a red flag as he had three command seals during the battle.&nbsp; He raises his hand in the air, proudly showing them off. "Well, as much as I'd like to part with them, I still have a servant, and as such, see no reason to hand them over. You see, just before your Caster could finish my servant off, I whisked her away from danger using one of my command seals. And then, lo and behold, Casters true master shows up. I couldn't have planned a more perfect trap had I tried. Assassin. Do it!"<br>A small canister rolls up to your feet and as you look down, it bursts in a cacophony of bright light and sound, temporarily stunning you.&nbsp; As you fall to the ground, Assassins master walks up to you and pulls out a gun. "Hasta la Vista."&nbsp; <br><br>You hear a gun go off and the man recoils in pain, stepping back a few feet.&nbsp; Your benefactor interposes himself between you and the enemy, forming another one of his barriers around the both of you.&nbsp; "Hey, you okay? Can you fight?"&nbsp; Assassin steps over to her master, ready for round two.&nbsp; Part of her mask was blown off, and one of her arms is badly mangled.&nbsp; She has a pronounced limp in the opposite leg. Apparently, her master was a little slow saving her, but she's ready to fight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>21-10-2011, 03:28:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Vince fell back after seeing the sensory bomb and leaped to the side instinctively hoping to avoid being shot as he heard gunfire. He rolled on the ground when he landed and then just sat there checking himself for blood with his hands and keeping his eyes shut.<br><br>Roll Result: Vince rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Dodge Roll... Literally +4 Lightning Reflexes<br>Result: 9,<br>Total: 13
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>21-10-2011, 04:50:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Riley couldn't help but feel that something was amiss up there. "Lancer, while I believe your advice is the most prudent course of action, I really think we should at least take a look. If you can go into spirit form, it'll be harder for them to detect you, right?&nbsp; If I stick to the shadows, and you scout ahead as a spirit, then we can determine if it's wise to press forward. I've been in the dark all my life, and I'm tired of it. I don't want to be sheltered, I don't want to be protected, I want to be strong. I need this. Will you help me?"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>21-10-2011, 05:00:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Hearing the tap on the door Zane got up from the bed and made his way over to the door.&nbsp; Opening the door he saw the girl who was assumedly Izzy who had contacted him in his dream.&nbsp; Before he ushered her in he took a look down the hall to make sure there wasn't anyone from last night still lurking around.&nbsp; Once he verified that the hall was clear, he ushered her in.<br><br>"Come on in, I want to make this quick as I have other matters to attend to today.&nbsp; Go ahead and have a seat.&nbsp; Now what is this 'proposition' you have for me?&nbsp; I'm not accustomed to others directly contacting me psychically, so you'll have to excuse me if I seem frank and/or rude."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>21-10-2011, 05:48:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cmp:<br>The woman nods politely and takes a seat on the bed. <br>" First off, allow me to apologize for such an unorthodox introduction. I'd been trying to figure out a way to contact you normally since you landed, without being too obvious but when I sensed you probing the area for thoughts, I figured I'd toss my own out there for you to catch. As for those other matters, I shall not delay you long, though I'd be more than willing to accompany you if you'd rather talk on the go.&nbsp; I brought my parasol so the sunlight shouldn't be too much of a bother, for either of us."<br><br>&nbsp;As she says the last part, her smile reveals a set of fangs.&nbsp; You realize that the woman in front of you is a vampire as well.&nbsp; She has a really pale complexion, even for a vampire, and her eyes always have the red iris. Her hair is a pale white and travels down to the middle of her back. If you didn't know better, she could pass off as an albino, which is what she probably is.&nbsp; Clothing wise, she wears a pair of jeans and a white turtleneck sweater with arms long enough to conceal her hands if need be, offering her reasonable protection from the sunlight.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>---------------------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>Lancer smiles, "Alright, you win. We'll investigate.&nbsp; However, while I respect your desire to not be protected, that is one request I can not grant. No matter what happens, I shall be your knight, ready to fight for you and even die if necessary. Remember, you only have one life, while i have already lived mine.&nbsp; Let us not tarry here and be off."<br>----------------------------------------<br>Digitl:<br>The stranger shrugs, "I'll take that as a yes then." You can feel him erect another barrier in front of Assassin but she manages to throw the explosive before it is "up". This bomb looks different than the ones she's used previously, as this one has spikes jutting out of it.&nbsp; The bomb explodes on the second shield, the one protecting you and him, and the tiny spikes are launched as shrapnel at you and the stranger. The stranger, out of barriers jumps out of the way of the spikes and reflexively covers all his vital organs with his arms and legs, but doesn't take any hits. (as this is a reflex save, you automatically win because of your lightning reflexes, since the lowest you can roll is 1 more than the attack roll.)<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: barrier placement<br>Result: 11,<br>Total: 11<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: bomb attack<br>Result: 19,<br>Total: 19<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20, adding -1to the total<br>Comment: defensive perimeter block<br>Result: 12,<br>Total: 11<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: attack vs. Eddie and Vince<br>Result: 4,<br>Total: 4<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: eddie defense versus spikes<br>Result: 7,<br>Total: 7<br>&nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>21-10-2011, 06:17:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Another vampire!&nbsp; Well that would certainly explain the direct psychic contact.&nbsp; He was unable to completely contain his surprise, specifically it could easily be seen in his eyes.<br><br>"While I appreciate your offer of discussing this on the move, I feel it would be best to speak hear so we can't mistakenly be overheard by any potentially malicious ears.&nbsp; After all I haven't made it this far after being bitten by being out in the open about these things.&nbsp; So what was it you wanted so badly to contact me about?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>21-10-2011, 13:16:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Caster! it should be your turn now, the duel isn't over so show them the power of Ra one more time, don't kill the human though if you can help it."<br><br>Vince began to get some of his vision back as he did his best to get his senses back and end this battle, he had fallen for the trap but it didn't mean he planed to give up.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>22-10-2011, 04:58:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Right!"&nbsp; Riley takes off with Lancer, reinforcing her sweater with magic to make it more resistant against damage, just in case.&nbsp; <br>"Lancer, go ahead of me in spirit form.&nbsp; Relay to me what you see, I'll stop a short ways away and come if you call me."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>22-10-2011, 20:33:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Everyone: <br>sorry guys, I've came down with a case of "newgameitis" and forgot to post yesterday.&nbsp; <br><br>--------------------------------<br>Cmpuncle:&nbsp; <br>Izzy seems to think of where she wants to start and then nods, "Okay. Since you are a vampire, like me, I assume you at least know of the existence of magic. I don't know how familiar you are with it, but there are many families of Magi out there.&nbsp; A long time ago, the three families, Einzbern, Makiri, and Tohsaka started a ritual that calls forth a magical artifact called the Holy Grail.&nbsp; Every 60 years, the artifact re-appears, and seven magi are selected by it to take part in what has been dubbed, the Holy Grail war.&nbsp; Those seven magi are called masters, because the grail bestows upon them one of seven classes of servant, entities of the past and future who became heroes and were widely respected and well known.&nbsp; Those seven pairs of master and servant then fight a secret battle, and the last pair remaining is able to obtain the grail, which grants two wishes, one to the master, and one to the servant.&nbsp; What I propose is this:&nbsp; my family, the McLeods, we wish to sponsor a master in the grail war that is about to happen, and we'd like you to be our master.&nbsp; I'm sure you've got some questions for me, and I'll answer as best I can.<br><br>-----------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>Lancer follows your orders and proceeds without you, to scan ahead. &lt;Master, there is a technique you can use to see through my eyes. Just focus on our link and attempt to see from my perspective. I think you'll want to see this.&gt;<br><br>--------------------------------<br>DigitlNinja: <br>Caster arrives, having taken longer to get there because of the mana needed to maintain Ra.&nbsp; <br>He looks a bit strained. Assassins master defiantly strides forward, "Assassin. There's only one way we can win this fight.&nbsp; Use your noble phantasm.&nbsp; Take them all out in one fell swoop, before Caster can finish you. I won't be able to save you this time...I'm sorry I got you into this situation." Assassin stoically begins to gather around her, as it also gathers around Caster and Ra. In classic showdown style, the fate of this "duel" will be determined by who can generate the mana needed first.<br>&nbsp;<br>Roll a D20 to see who gets their noble phantasm off first. Either way, assassin dies.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>22-10-2011, 21:36:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(f*ck)<br><br>Roll Result: Vince rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: mana generation<br>Result: 1,<br>Total: 1
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>22-10-2011, 22:29:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Well that would explain the altering of people's thoughts, and probably the giant dragon he had seen the previous night.&nbsp; However he still couldn't figure out why she was telling him this.&nbsp; Did she think he was a master?<br><br>"Well I appreciate the history lesson, and it's nice to know what's going on in this town,&nbsp; but I still don't see what this has to do with me?&nbsp; I have no servant and as far as I know I'm not a master.&nbsp; Even if I were, what would you guys sponsoring me even entail?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>23-10-2011, 18:07:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Riley attempted Lancers instructions and found them easier to accomplish than she would have thought.&nbsp; A flood of information came to her as she saw from Lancers perspective what was happening.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>23-10-2011, 18:47:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment:<br>Result: 11,<br>Total: 11<br><br>Current Time: Present Moment<br><br>Undercover:<br>Lancer arrives at the scene in time to see Assassin finish gather the energy to do her noble phantasm.&nbsp; An eerie red glow emanates from the injured servant as she begins to charge at the assembled group facing her.&nbsp; Her master seems alarmed when he figures out what her Noble Phantasm does.&nbsp; She has gathered enough energy into herself to turn herself into a living bomb, one which combined with her abilities, and the bombs which she has been using could easily devastate the whole area.&nbsp; You see a young man with a scar over one of his eyes and a bandage covering his arm charge at the servant, ripping the bandage off his arm revealing his family crest. A large surge of power erupts from his arm with a green light....<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment:<br>Result: 19,<br>Total: 19<br><br>-------------------------------<br>Current Time: 6 hours in the future<br><br>Cmpuncle:<br>"I am aware that you are not a master, so it'd be impossible for you to have a servant. I on the other hand, happen to be a master but I am unsuitable for that role. It's because of a condition I have that would make being a master nearly impossible towards the end of the war. My family decided it would be best if we sought an outside magus for me to give my command seals to, and after a bit of research on possible candidates, I chose you.&nbsp; As for our sponsorship, we would do anything in our power to support you to ensure your victory. All you would have to do is ask.&nbsp; The catch is, we, as in my family, have a specific wish in mind. The thing is, it is possible to grant multiple peoples wishes with the holy grail, if you word your wish right.&nbsp; The problem is, my family and I, we have different wishes. What I would wish for directly contradicts what many in my family would wish for.&nbsp; If you were to win, well, you could wish for whatever you want. " She pauses for a moment to catch her breath.&nbsp; She doesn't seem to be feeling well.<br>"By the way, you should know that although the war hasn't officially started, one master and one servant died last night."<br>---------------------------------------<br>current time: present moment<br>DigitLninja:<br>As the mysterious young man, whose name you have not yet learned, rips the bandage off, you feel a surge of energy erupt from him, as if he himself released his own cuffs.&nbsp; His family crest is glowing brightly on the now exposed arm, and you can sense he's activating all of his magic circuits in that arm for one last ditch attempt to protect you and your servant.&nbsp; The sheer number of circuits in his arm is astounding, akin to the amount of circuits in the body of a strong magus.&nbsp; As he and assassin meet up in the center of the makeshift battlefield, he encloses himself and her in an incredibly strong barrier that isolates them from the world outside of the barrier. Moments later, the barrier fades and nothing is left in the center except scorched earth.&nbsp; <br>&lt;master. I failed to protect him, but there is a chance I can revive him with one of my cards that still lies face down.&gt;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>23-10-2011, 21:24:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He noticed her looking paler than usual all of a sudden so he grabbed his blood bottle and offered it to her.&nbsp; "Don't feel you need to push yourself, your more than welcome to help yourself to some.&nbsp; I use it to store animal blood for occasions when I'm not near a readily available live source.&nbsp; Now I take it that a master and servant dying before the 'competition' is not a good thing, so what does that do for the rest of the masters and servants?&nbsp; And what condition would prevent you from finishing the war?&nbsp; Not to mention what is it your family would want should I win and obtain the Grail?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>24-10-2011, 00:59:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&lt;Do it, he deserves a second chance at life, and we may have a friend in these battles.&gt;<br><br>Vince finally regained his scenes and considered getting himself a gun, it was time to stop falling for traps and taking down enemies from afar... he needed a sniper rifle and a rooftop.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>24-10-2011, 08:03:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&lt;Lancer. I.....that man....he....&gt;<br>Riley shakes her head and tries to pull herself together.&nbsp; While never easy to witness the death of someone, a part of her began to doubt herself. Was she ready for that possibility? While she knew it was possible for a magus to die in a grail war, it had never been so clear to her just what that meant.&nbsp; And now she had to face it. &lt;Lancer. I think we've seen enough for tonight. Let's head home. The battle is over.&gt;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>24-10-2011, 19:05:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Undercover:<br>Lancer returns to you and puts his hand on your shoulder.&nbsp; "I know it's rough, but we'll get through this together. Let's go."<br>The two of you return to your base of operations within half an hour.&nbsp; When you get to the hotel, Lancer takes you back inside way you left, through the window.&nbsp; <br>"I'll inspect the place for any traps or ambushes, go ahead and make yourself comfortable. We have a long day ahead of us."<br>He then explores the room, checking the closets, wardrobes, and bathroom.<br>You notice a familiar looking necklace laying on your pillow that wasn't there when you left. Oddly enough, you recognize it as a family heirloom that was given to you a few years ago that you thought you had lost.<br>Current time: 4 hours before Cmpuncle's post.<br>-----------------------------------<br>Cmpuncle:<br>Izzy gladly takes the bottle and takes a few light sips. <br>"Thanks.&nbsp; I don't know how this will affect the grail war.&nbsp; I would assume it would have little effect because when the war starts is more of a formality than anything, but because it is a ritual there may be consequences. I should mention that the master and servant who died where not partners, and the master who died had not yet summoned. That means in all likelihood the grail will choose a new master to replace him.&nbsp; As for my condition....I'm a homunculus, made by the Einzberns. The McLeods paid them to create me, using the genetic material of the original Izzy as a template. She died in a car accident.&nbsp; Thing is, the Einzberns did something with me. The Einzberns made it so that I will be the next vessel for the grail. As more and more servants die, I'll become more grail than human, until I no longer have this form. That's why I'm a poor choice for a master. As for the wish, my family is in a nasty feud with the McFarlanes. There are some in my family who would end the conflict with the McFarlanes by wiping them out using the grail.&nbsp; I am in the other camp. I along with some of my family would rather we end the feud with the grail. I don't want to force them to end the feud with us, I'd rather fix the problem that caused the feud, and fix the damage done to both families. If we no longer have a reason to fight, then hopefully my more reasonable relatives can bring peace to the two families." You can sense she is telling the truth.<br><br>(by the way, I need some information from you. The hotel has three floors, and each room comes with a balcony.&nbsp; First off, which floor are you on, and second, does your balcony face into the building, like at NDK, or does it go outside and overlook the sights of the city?)<br>(Character relevant information for you as well. The moon will be full in 2 days. The sun is still down, but day will break in about an hour.)<br>---------------------------------<br>DigitlNinja:<br>Before the duel is considered finished, Caster activates his trap, Call of the Haunted.&nbsp; The card begins to glow and a mage's circle appears on top of it.&nbsp; Suddenly, command seals appear on Casters arm as the ritual completes and the stranger appears in a small explosion of energy and smoke in the middle of the circle.&nbsp; "Well, this is strange.&nbsp; I believe you have revived me and accidentally summoned me as a servant. Caster, as of this moment, you are my master. Since my summoning was an unusual anomaly, I am of the 9th servant class, Defender."<br>You note that his command seals have NOT disappeared, so he could in theory still summon a servant of his own.<br><br>(ooc note: Before Fate was written, it existed as a prototype where Shirou was a girl, Saber was a guy, and there was an eighth servant who used a shield.&nbsp; Canonly, there is an eighth servant known as Avenger, but we're not going to go into him. This story is getting intricate enough without us adding time-loops.&nbsp; If you include Defender as an actual class, there are 10 possible servant classes known to date.)<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>24-10-2011, 20:38:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(ooc: Let's see I'd say third floor, outward facing balcony.&nbsp; wow that's really quick for the full moon to show up, oy things are gonna get interesting.&nbsp; .......wait she's a homunculus AND a vampire....how the hell does that work?)<br><br>"You're going to become the grail?!&nbsp; Well I have to admit, I certainly wasn't expecting that.&nbsp; Is there no chance of you returning to your original self afterwards?"<br><br>He had to admit he liked the idea of this grail war, after all the winner would become famous among the magical world, and depending on ones actions in the war that fame could either be positive or negative, perhaps even enough to get the church to leave him in particular alone, or possibly even bring other vampires who weren't evil out of hiding and to improve their lives.&nbsp; However if in order to obtain the grail this girl had to become it, he would rather there be a way he could change her back afterwards before he agreed to participate.&nbsp; After all he could never ask someone to give up their life simply so he could be happy.<br><br>As it was almost daybreak he made his way over to the blinds and closed them while also gathering the shadows in the room around the glass doors in order to keep out the light better.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>25-10-2011, 03:16:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Damn, I'm sorry, I was hoping you would be brought back as a human... I'm sorry you had to lose your life to save mine."<br><br>Vince sighed looking rather defeated.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>25-10-2011, 18:10:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Riley tilts her head in confusion as she notices the necklace.&nbsp; She could have sworn it was lost a long time ago, and for it to have mysteriously appeared in her hotel room out of the blue was beyond suspicious.&nbsp; Perhaps one of her relatives had it delivered? Perhaps it was an enemy trap.&nbsp; But no one would know about her yet. They simply couldn't.&nbsp; Unsure of what to make of it, she picks up the amulet to inspect it.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>25-10-2011, 19:54:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cmpuncle:<br>Izzy's face looks puzzled for a moment before her face brightens with a smile, which then turns to cheerful laughter.&nbsp; "You're the first person to actually care about me becoming a grail! The rest of my family is so obsessed with using the grail to attain their wishes, that they quickly dismiss my transformation as 'a necessary sacrifice.' And then you, a perfect stranger, actually shows concern for me being able to become myself again. That was very sweet of you.&nbsp; Unfortunately, the only way to return me to myself is with a wish from the grail. Or rather, me. It's so abstract, realizing I will become the grail. I keep talking about it as if it's just some object, knowing full well that I will be that object very soon. Maybe I do that to ignore the harsh reality that I won't be myself for much longer." She shakes her head back and forth vigorously, trying to dispel those unpleasant thoughts.&nbsp; "Anyway, enough of the depressing crap. Do you have any other questions," she asks, taking another sip of blood before giving you back your bottle.&nbsp; <br><br>(OOC: In the nasuverse, Homunculi are created by applying alchemy and magic to genetic material. The resulting creation is a human with a high amount of magic circuits. More accurately, according to the wiki, while a magus is a human with magic circuits, a homunculus is a collection of magic circuits in human form. When a person is turned into a Dead Apostle, their chances of becoming a vampire are determined by their magical potential. The more magic circuits a person has, the higher their magical potential. As such, a homunculus would actually have MORE of a chance of becoming a vampire than a human, such as your character. Specifically, she was born a homunculus, but later turned into a vampire. <br>&nbsp;Also, when I mentioned the full moon, I'm talking in terms of the calendar.&nbsp; When the story begins, it's at the point of the month where the moon is ALMOST full.&nbsp; oh, you probably mean in terms of the story.&nbsp; Grail wars usually last about a week or less, so in order to be fair to you, since the other players are getting unique advantages (looking at DigitlNinja's pseudo army, and the things I have planned for Undercover), I'm giving you a full moon. If this were a Persona game, that'd be bad....)<br><br><br>--------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>The necklace is as you remembered it.&nbsp; The chord itself is made of silver, and the object attached to the chord is a coin with a green gem inset. As you inspect the necklace, the light sparkles off the green gem, dazzling your eyes.<br><br>You wake up the next morning to find that you have been tucked into your bed by Lancer, and he is keeping watch like a dutiful guardian. When he looks over at you and realizes you are awake he quietly says, "Oh, you are awake.&nbsp; I was surprised master, I did not know you were so tired. I went to check for any potential ambushes and when I turn around, you were out cold lying on your bed. I hope you do not mind, I took the liberty of tucking you in." You realize the necklace is now around your neck, though you have no memory of having put it on.&nbsp; You also find you cannot remove it either.&nbsp; Out of the blue, you hear a woman's voice in your head<br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">&lt;Riley, please don't be alarmed.&nbsp; &gt;</span><br>----------------------------<br>DigitlNinja:<br>Defender shakes his head, "I appreciate the concern, but believe me, I have no regrets. Besides, I'll explain more in the morning, but I'm still alive. I'm not like other epic spirits. I'm an anomaly.&nbsp; For now though, we should head home, after figuring out what to do with Marcus here," he states as he glares at Assassins master. "Your idea to take his command seals was a good one, if poorly executed. He and I trained together a few years back, and I know for a fact he can revive his servant if given the chance.&nbsp; So Marcus, if you would kindly oblige us, give up your command seals. With two servants and a master facing you down, you have little chance of defeating us. What's it gonna be?"<br>Marcus shifts uneasily and tries to back up, only to find himself up against an invisible wall. "Fine. They're not worth my life." He walks over to you and sticks out his palm.&nbsp; The command seals untwist and gather above his hand, forming a book with the seals inside.&nbsp; "Take them and go."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>25-10-2011, 20:08:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well to tell the truth when I was first bitten and overnight turned, I thought it was the end.&nbsp; That I would lose control of myself and in so doing draw attention and get myself killed.&nbsp; But I didn't lose control in fact my will was so strong I was able to remain myself and force myself to only feed on animals, never humans.&nbsp; As soon as I broke free from my masters control I knew it was my destiny to show that not all vampires are evil, and as such do not necessarily need to be killed.&nbsp; Were I to not care one bit about you becoming the grail against your will with no means of return, why I could never live with myself, nor would it help me towards my ultimate goal.&nbsp; I'll join this Grail War, and allow your family to sponsor me, however I will not let them use you to make themselves happy.&nbsp; I will find a way to end their feud without the grail and without violence and I will return you to yourself upon winning.&nbsp; This I swear on my very life."<br><br>As his monologue progressed he became very passionate, his body language becoming more and more pronounced.&nbsp; When he gave her his oath he ended up kneeling on the floor in front of her, sandwiching her hand with both of his.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>25-10-2011, 22:12:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Vince turned to the master of the Assassin and as he made his seals into a book he took them without a second thought, quite happy to have five seals instead of three and two servants... sort of.<br><br>"Thank you, I recommend you find some place to hide until the end of the wars."<br><br>Vince turned and moved back to Caster finally facing his servant and smiling.<br><br>"Nice to meet you caster, I am Vincent Wheeler... yes I am related to the person your thinking of."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>27-10-2011, 06:22:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Riley first turns her attention to Lancer, "nevermind that Lancer, I think we've got a problem.&nbsp; Last night, I found a necklace that used to belong to me sitting on my pillow. When I picked it up to inspect it, something happened. Next thing I know, I'm wearing it and I'm waking up in my bed, hearing some womans voice in my head." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>28-10-2011, 04:37:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cmpuncle:<br>As you take Izzy's hand in your own, she blushes quite noticeably, and who could blame her. After all, you have quite passionately sworn on your very life that you will throw away your one chance to have anything you could ever want within your grasp, just to save her life. It seems your vow has touched her quite deeply. Way to go Cassanova.&nbsp; After the initial shock of your vow has subsided, the seals on her hand dissolve and reappear on your right hand. "You know, they say the grail chooses who gets to be a master, but you're the first person I consciously chose," she says quietly, still a little shocked at your vow. Suddenly, both of your senses perk up.&nbsp; Because you never quite "turned off" your telepathic thought reading, you sense a malevolent intent on the second floor, heading your way. While guarded, they seem intent on taking YOU out. They don't seem to know about Izzy. Moments later, a bluish-darkness descends upon your room. Outside the door, you hear the muffled sounds of a fire alarm, as if from far away.&nbsp; Izzy looks stricken. "Burial Agency?! Why would the church send out the big guns for just the two of us?"<br><br>OOC: Please roll a perception check. d20.<br>-----------------------------<br>Ninja:<br>Caster nods his head, "I thought I sensed a similar spirit within you and I believe I will enjoy working with you. Defender is right though, we should return to base and rest up. It would be foolish to push our luck right now.<br>---------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>Lancer scrutinizes you, aghast.&nbsp; "Forgive my saying so, but what made you think picking up a long lost trinket that suddenly reappeared was a good idea? I'm sorry, that was uncalled for. Here, let me attempt to remove it."<br>Lancer seems to concentrate and then attempts to grab the necklace.&nbsp; Before his hand can touch it, however, a green glow surrounds you and the necklace, and his hand recoils from the magical energy. "I'm sorry master, I am unable to remove it. Whoever did this to it knew what they were doing."<br>&lt;I told you not to panic. Don't worry, I'm not your enemy. I've returned the necklace to you because you'll need it, and while you're wearing it, I can protect you. &gt;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>28-10-2011, 05:18:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(oh crap not good)<br>Roll Result: cmpuncle rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: d20 perception roll<br>Result: 3, <br>Total: 3<br><br>"Crap how did they even know I was here, or who I am for that matter?"&nbsp; He took a quick glance at the seal that now resided on his hand, before instinctively erecting an illusion of an empty room, while tuning down his telepathy to monitor only the person intent on finding him.&nbsp; He quickly whispered to Izzy, "Keep quiet and don't move, I don't think they should see us but it's best not to stress the illusion."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>28-10-2011, 09:25:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Riley grimaces in annoyance.<br>&lt;If you wanted me to have the necklace, why didn't you hand it to me yourself?&gt;<br>"Great.&nbsp; They're trying to assure me they're not an enemy, but if you ask me, they could have just given me the necklace if that was the case."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>28-10-2011, 14:13:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Vince nodded then motioned for the two of them to follow, the book of command seals under his arm as he moved toward the house high on the hill.<br><br>"This house was purchased specifically with the idea that a Caster would be my partner, we have a view of the entire city so you should be able to see any servant coming."<br><br>They soon arrived at the house and he pulled open the gates then stepped aside and let them in, it was a western style house with two stories and a pool to the left side.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>29-10-2011, 05:30:46</strong>
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				Cmpuncle: Current time: 6:20 A.M. Present Moment<br>Izzy silently grabs a hold of her parasol and begins to concentrate, gathering magical energy into it, but otherwise doing little to disrupt your illusion. It's a strong illusion, one which may actually fool the threat, who has now moved onto your floor via the stairs down the hall from your doorway. Leaving from the front door would put you directly in front of them and you are three stories above the parking lot. Theoretically you could drop down, floor by floor by catching hold of the overhanging balconies, but such a maneuver would be risky.&nbsp; From outside your room, you can still hear the fire alarms but they are still muffled.&nbsp; Logically, whoever is targeting you did not wish for the other guests to get involved. <br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: ???<br>Result: 11,<br>Total: 11<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: ???<br>Result: 11,<br>Total: 11<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: ??? reroll for tie<br>Result: 14,<br>Total: 14<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: ??? reroll for tie<br>Result: 3,<br>Total: 3<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment:<br>Result: 6,<br>Total: 6<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment:<br>Result: 7,<br>Total: 7<br>---------------------------<br>&nbsp;Undercover: Current Time: 6:20 A.M. Present moment<br>&lt;Look, I apologize for this. I know this all seems suspicious, but giving that necklace to you is a backup plan.&nbsp; I have a specific mission to carry out, but if I fail, it should help you finish what I start.&nbsp; Knowing you as well as I do, you'll do the right thing. I won't have to force you to do anything at all. This is goodbye for now, though I suggest you find a new base. If I was able to find it, other teams will find it with ease.&nbsp; Good luck Riley, may you never need the boon I've given you.&gt;<br>Lancer is watching your face intently, searching for any sign of manipulation. "Master, we can not remove the necklace by ourselves. Either we proceed with it, or we attempt to find someone who can remove it. Either way, the call is yours. While I dislike the idea that you're hearing a woman's voice in your head, there is little I can do about it without risking your life. I would advise caution from now on."<br>--------------------------<br>DigitlNinja: Current time: 2:00 A.M: 4 hours and 20 minutes in the past.<br>As your small army arrives at your estate once more, Defender puts his hand on the gate. With a small amount of effort and concentration, you feel magic surround the estate. "While I may lack the ability of territory creation that Caster has, at least our enemies will have to knock before entering," he chuckles.&nbsp; "Anyway, since I'm now your servants servant, I should relocate to this estate.&nbsp; I'm going to head out and grab some supplies from my house. I plan on summoning my servant before daybreak and I'd hate to waste my preparations."<br>---------------------<br>???: Current time: Sometime in the past.<br>A light rap on the door alerts Salem to a guest. "Come in."<br>The blond haired boy Zane saw earlier steps through the door, a foul expression clouding his face.&nbsp; "What the hell do you think you're doing? "<br>Salems face darkens to match the surly kid's, "excuse me?! I'm doing paperwork and preparing for important church business and you come in here acting like that?"<br>The boy slams his fist on her desk, making her jump despite herself "I'm not talking about the damn paperwork! There is no excuse for me, a burial agent, to be called to cleanse this area of a fucking monster. You Executors should be able to handle the problem yourselves!"<br>Salem stands up from her chair, her right arm reaching into the sleeve of her robe to take hold of something, "well excuse ME, but I'm not the one who called you in. We're swamped in preparation for the Seventh Heavens Feel, or have you not noticed the glowing command seals on your wrist. The higher ups decided we could use some backup. And since you're obviously a master, you now are under my jurisdiction as administrator of this grail war." she says, her every word a dagger.<br>" I refuse to take orders from a choir girl who's gotten too big for her panties.&nbsp; You don't deserve your station, it's obvious the only reason you've been given the title of administrator is so that the church can keep an eye on you," he says practically spewing venom as he finishes the statement.&nbsp; <br>A lock of shock momentarily replaces Salems livid demeanor, "How dare you! You're nothing more than a glorified alter boy. Tell me, how many priests..."<br>The boy is now holding something under his robes as well. "One more word out of you and I swear..."<br>Realizing there is a sizable sword at his throat, placed there by the muscular body guard behind him, he neglects to finish his statement.<br>"Listen here, Luciano, " Salem says, her hand not leaving the object in her robes, " in Italy, you may be known as The Reaper, famous for how you hunt down some of Europe's worst heresies. Your mission from the burial agency is your own business and I refuse to get involved in it. However, in all matters related to the Holy Grail war, you will defer to ME. If you do not feel up to the challenge, you can simply give me your command seals right now, and I will happily be rid of you and you can complete your other mission."<br>Luciano looks away and spits on her carpet. "Tch. have it your way, choir girl."<br>Salem miraculously stifles the flare of anger. "You may leave now."<br>The bodyguard removes the blade from Lucianos throat and stands between Salem and the unruly agent. Wordlessly, the boy turns on his heel and leaves.<br>-----------------------<br>Everyone:<br>Behold, my craptacular paint-map! Tremble in fear of its blatant crappiness.&nbsp; Tremble I say!&nbsp; Seriously though, it turned out better than I thought, if you ignore the unreadable text....<br>http://i691.photobucket.com/albums/vv280/Tsunkotsu/dynastCity.jpg (http://i691.photobucket.com/albums/vv280/Tsunkotsu/dynastCity.jpg)<br>(http://i691.photobucket.com/albums/vv280/Tsunkotsu/dynastCity.jpg)<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>29-10-2011, 07:21:08</strong>
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				Cmpuncle: current time at end of post: 7:00 A.M. Sunrise.<br>The threat has now gotten in front of your door.&nbsp; You hear the man insert a key into the door, and then muffled voices "Sir, you've gotta go, there might be a fire."<br>"I know, don't worry, I'm just making sure the rest of my family evacuated, I'll be right down as soon as I'm sure they're not in our room." I must insist you get going.<br>"I said don't worry. I have no intention of being stuck on the third floor if there is a fire. You should go check down the hall, I saw an elderly woman who might need help."<br>"Okay, got it." As the hotel employee goes to check on the "elderly woman" the man on the other side of the door makes a big show of struggling with the lock, in order to fool the employee.<br><br>Meanwhile, you decide to initiate your plan while he's distracted. You change into your bestial form and have Izzy grab ahold as you open the balcony door.&nbsp; Stepping out into cool morning air, the wind gently wafts about you, bringing with it the smell of a horse nearby, nestled amongst the other smells of the city, a none-too-pleasant mixture of aromas.&nbsp; You leap off the balcony onto a nearby roof and navigate the upper levels of the nearby establishments.&nbsp; After having fled over the rooftops for a few minutes, you drop back down onto the street level and revert to normal. Afterwards, the two of you head toward the nearest abandoned building where you can take refuge from the sun.&nbsp; Unfortunately, you now hear the rapid hoofbeats of a horse. Izzy's head jerks up, "Shit! He had a servant with him, most likely a Rider! They must have been waiting for us outside. Quickly, we have to get inside, before they find us!" She takes you by the hand and dashes for the nearest abandoned building. The hoofbeats are getting closer, and as you turn to look over your shoulder, this is the servant you see:<br>(http://i691.photobucket.com/albums/vv280/Tsunkotsu/a-lubu.jpg)<br>He quickly makes up the distance between you because of his superior mobility. Mere feet separate you from the building and even fewer feet separate you from Rider.&nbsp; He raises his spear in the air, about to skewer you when you hear an explosion, momentarily followed by the shattering of glass. A white blur lunges out of a window in the building and tackles rider off of his horse as Izzy leads you into the building, and not a moment too soon as the sun pokes its glorious head over the horizon. <br><br>You are now standing inside an abandoned building, sheltered from the sun. Outside, you can see Rider throw the unknown assailant off of him with the pole segment of the spear.&nbsp; Your servant nimbly lands in front of the doorway and crouches in an almost animalistic posture, with one hand touching the ground, the other reaching behind her back for a strange knife that looks to be made of some gnarly creature's claw.&nbsp; She is wearing jeans and a white t-shirt that shows off her figure quite nicely.&nbsp; Her white hair reaches down to her butt and is tied in numerous long pony tails, a feat impossible for most women because they lack enough hair. She looks over her shoulder for a moment and grins, revealing a set of fangs "Yo! I'm Berserker. I'll introduce myself properly after thrashing this guy, kay?" She winks at you and returns her attention to the servant in front of her, who is re-mounting his horse.&nbsp; The sunlight shining upon her only seems to enhance her beauty. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>29-10-2011, 14:30:28</strong>
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				"Alright Defender, but be careful, I would rather not use a command seal to summon Caster to come and save you... not that I am expecting a need to save you. Anyway, your room will be the guest room on the second floor, turn right at the top of the stairs and it's the... third door on the left."<br><br>Vince smiled at him before waving and heading into the house with Caster.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>29-10-2011, 21:57:25</strong>
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				Zane was still rather marveled at the sheer amount of annoyance he had been given since arriving in this blasted town.<br><br>"Geez I just can't catch a break today can I, and now this crazy lady shows up tackling a servant who's trying to spear me.&nbsp; With my luck she must be my servant, hopefully this other guys master doesn't show I would like to be rid of the Burial Agency till I have enough sway to convince them to leave me alone.&nbsp; Well I suppose at this point there's no use fretting overly much about it. Are you ok Izzy, I know I tend to be somewhat less gentle in my other form and I do hope my haste didn't cause you any harm?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>30-10-2011, 06:21:01</strong>
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				Riley did not like the situation one bit. Not a day had passed and already she seemed to be at the mercy of some unknown individual. <br>"I don't like it either, but what choice do we have? The only people who would know how to remove it are magi and most likely any magi in the area will be part of the grail war. Lancer, I'll trust your judgement. If I seem to be influenced by this necklace in any way, you are to stop me. Until we have a clearer idea of what this unknown person wants, I can not fully trust my self. Damn it, our partnership is already compromised!"<br>Riley flops back down onto the pillow of her bed, frustration kicking in. She lay in silence for a few moments before coming up with a plan. "It's tradition for a master to declare their intent to participate with the administrator, right? We should head to the church to speak with them then. Perhaps they have a means of helping us."<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>31-10-2011, 06:47:19</strong>
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				digitlNinja: <br>Caster surveys the house and seems satisfied. "This will make a fine base. Though we have revealed our location, it is defensible and with Three servants here, we can defend it. Normally a caster would prefer to set up a territory where their magic is stronger and wait for the enemy to come to them. As soon as I've recovered, I'll bolster Defenders defenses with my territory creation abilities. This place will probably be the safest in all the city after that. However, I must rest as soon as possible, maintaining the Winged Dragon of Ra and using his abilities have taxed me both mentally and physically. At least we can rest in relative security with the knowledge that most of the other servants haven't been summoned yet, and Assassin is gone."<br>-------------------------<br>Cmpuncle: current time: 7 ish. Present moment<br>Izzy shakes her head, "I am fine, and you were quite gentle, despite your transformation.&nbsp; Since that woman so quickly came to your aid and introduced herself as Berserker, I believe it is safe to say that she is your servant. But something bothers me... she is still sane, yet she claims to be a berserker. Not only that, but I did not detect her summoning. Nor did I sense Rider being summoned.&nbsp; I can feel Lancer and Caster, and....something else. Assassin died last night..." her dialogue trails off as she seems to be trying to sense other epic spirits, then shakes her head. "It's not use.&nbsp; I can't sense any other servants at the moment."<br><br>Meanwhile, outside the building, Rider readies his spear, and utters a challenge to the woman in front of him. "Why do you hesitate? Perhaps you realize the folly of facing Lu Bu on the battlefield?!"<br>Berserker laughs, "That was foolish, revealing your identity so soon! Don't you know how dangerous that is?"<br>This time Lu Bu laughs, "if I were a normal servant, then yes, but I am the mighty Lu Bu, greatest warrior China has ever known, and possibly the greatest warrior who ever lived.&nbsp; What reason have I to hide behind my class? I could defeat you with my eyes closed!"<br>Berserker chuckles, "you say that now, but you aint seen nothin yet."<br>She lunges forward with amazing agility, soaring across the gap between them in an almost imperceptible motion.&nbsp; In an equally difficult to perceive motion, Lu Bu thrusts the spear right into Berserker. For a second, she flails about, and then goes limp, his spear obviously having impaled her. Lu Bu erupts in raucous laughter, "HAHAHA, is that the best you can do?! And here I thought I might get a worthy challenge for once!" His laughter quickly fades as her head rises, an animalistic feral grin dominating her features. Her arms attack the spear from opposite directions with super-human force, shattering the shaft and dropping her to the ground, blade edge still sticking into her. She does not appear to be hindered by it at all as she takes it in her left hand and removes it forcefully. A trickle of blood escapes the wound before it heals over completely, with nary a trace.&nbsp; Now wielding the business end of Lu Bu's spear and her own knife, she makes to attack the horseman, only to be kicked away by the horse as Lu Bu makes it rear up.&nbsp; For now, it seems the two servants are in a stalemate.<br>--------------------------<br>Undercover: present moment 6:30 A.M. about half an hour in the past. <br>Lancer begins moving about the room, gathering what possessions you brought with you. "Well, since at least someone knows we're here, we should check out and re-locate.&nbsp; We'll find a more suitable location after we consult with the administrator. As for our partnership, I don't believe it is compromised. By the way, I grabbed a town map from the lobby last night whilst you slept," he says as he places a map on your bed.&nbsp; <br>-------------------------------<br>???:<br>A weight shifts in her bed. Her partner has risen and is languidly stretching away the last edges of sleep. "ugha.....morning ,sunshine.&nbsp; Sorry, did I wake you?"&nbsp; <br>"No, I've been lying her thinking for about half an hour now," comes her reply in the heavy French accent.<br>"tsk tsk tsk, you need your rest if you're going to survive."<br>"I had plenty of rest. Besides, that vulgar American and their obscene demonstration last night has me worried."<br>"You, worried? Over a magus who can't even conceal their power release?"<br>"Or didn't want to, my dear.&nbsp; Their servant certainly made sure to show off their powers by summoning that giant dragon like thing that ripped a hole in the sky. It's as if they're broadcasting themselves to the whole world!"<br>"Well don't worry, once you have your own servant, we'll figure out a way to best them. For now, join me for breakfast?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>31-10-2011, 07:00:16</strong>
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				Zane's jaw noticeably dropped as Berserker made no motion to dodge the spear, took the hit seemingly dying, only to spring back and instantly heal, even he couldn't heal that fast even after feeding.<br><br>"Well shoot, looks like I may have quite a good chance of winning this thing if she heals that quickly.&nbsp; Well I certainly didn't consciously summon her since I didn't even know how to yet.&nbsp; Hey Berserker, did you say?&nbsp; Can you end this quickly?&nbsp; I've got things that need doing and the sooner that can happen the better."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>31-10-2011, 14:03:44</strong>
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				"Sounds like a plan to me, I have a bed made up for you upstairs, second door on the left, it's right next to my room and the best view of the front side of the house. I don't think we could be safer even if we called the U.S. military."<br><br>Vince smiled as he looked around.<br><br>"If your hungry I can make us some food as well."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>31-10-2011, 18:17:03</strong>
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				Riley gets out of bed and pockets the map before going into the bathroom to brush her hair and teeth. &lt;How is it not compromised? Who knows how much influence she has over me,&gt; she petulantly asks telepathically.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>02-11-2011, 01:50:09</strong>
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				Cmpuncle:&nbsp; <br>Berserker spares a glance in your direction.&nbsp; You're not sure, but you think you can detect a minor edge of annoyance in her expression but she turns back to Lu Bu before you can be sure.&nbsp; "Alright then. Rider, you said you wanted a challenge. I propose we postpone our fight until tomorrow night night. That's when I'll be at full power.&nbsp; Then we can go at it to both our hearts content. So waddaya say?"<br>Lu Bu scoffs at the offer, "and why shouldn't I finish you off here and now? Are you too chicken to face me now?!"<br>Berserker shakes her head, "nah. I just thought YOU of all people could provide a worthy challenge for me. I only propose we wait till tomorrow night because we'll be able to fight under the cover of darkness, away from the prying eyes of the public and we'll both be at full strength. Unless you fear you will not survive long enough to fight me? "<br>Lu Bu's expression sours considerably, "I fear no man or woman on the battlefield. I am the greatest warrior of all time, no one shall defeat me before tomorrow night, nor will you emerge from our battle victorious! We shall meet in the park and have a glorious battle!"<br>With that, he turns his horse around and departs, presumably to reunite with his master.<br>Berserker warily watches him leave, and only after several tense moments have passed after he has left your sight does she begin to relax. Keeping her guard up, she retreats into the building where you and Izzy are still standing.&nbsp; <br><br>One of her eyebrows shoots up as she looks at you and Izzy.&nbsp; Her gaze drifts down to where Izzy is still holding your hand. Izzy, upon realizing she hasn't yet let go, quickly releases your captive hand and turns to the side. Berserker looks like she's about to laugh, but holds her tongue.&nbsp; Her amusement is replaced by an oddly satisfied expression&nbsp; that lingers on her face for a moment before she approaches the two of you. She seems to be struggling to find the right words to introduce herself properly to you.&nbsp; "Hello, um.....master?" she says to you, a curious expression on her face. She sniffs the air, absent mindedly and seems to become a bit more confident. "Yes, you are him alright. Hello master, my class is berserker, but you can call me Luna."<br>Izzy turns to regard 'Luna' with skepticism.&nbsp; "You claim to be a berserker, yet you retain you intelligence, and I know of no epic hero by the name of Luna. Who are you really?"<br>A mysterious smile sneaks its way across her glowing face.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>----------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>You sense more than hear your partner chuckle, &lt;Simple.&nbsp; If they had intended to control and manipulate you, do you think they would have let you inform me of the problem at all? If you only started hearing their voice after donning the necklace, and you woke up hearing them, that means during our conversation, the mysterious woman already had access to your head. She could have easily made it harder for you to inform me, if not make it impossible. But she didn't. While I do not trust them, nor do I feign comprehension of her motives, my gut says that she is not out to harm us yet.&gt;<br>-----------------------<br>Ninja: Current time: around 2 in the morning. 4 hours in the past.<br>Caster shakes his head, "Thank you. While food sounds good,&nbsp; what I need right now is rest. You should get rest as well, it will help replenish some of your mana. My continued existence here requires a steady stream of mana from you. If you run low, I will not be able to sustain myself for long, so we both need to recuperate after that last battle, preferably sooner rather than later."<br>&nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>02-11-2011, 02:47:47</strong>
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				"Well that was certainly an impressive display, Luna.&nbsp; If I remember correctly tomorrow is the full moon, is it not?&nbsp; Which I assume means that the moon also lends its strength to you, or would it simply be because I'm at my strongest then?"<br><br>He had so many questions for her, but seing as how she was of the berserker class, him knowing the definition of a berserker, he didn't want to get on her nerves by asking too many at once, lest she turn her rage on him or worse on any civilians.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>02-11-2011, 03:43:52</strong>
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				Vince checked his watch then yawned and nodded in agreement...<br><br>"Yeah, I could use some sleep."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>02-11-2011, 18:54:34</strong>
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				Riley finished getting herself ready for the morning. She contemplated taking a shower, but decided against it. Someone had been in her room to drop off the necklace, so her current position was already exposed. Nevermind that they had also recommended she leave, like Lancer.&nbsp; "You have a point, Lancer.&nbsp; I guess we just need to keep going forward and make the best of the situation. Thanks for gathering my stuff. If we're ready, lets head down to the lobby and check out."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>03-11-2011, 03:48:57</strong>
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				Undercover:<br>Lancer escorts you downstairs, carrying your assorted stuff all packed.&nbsp; After checking out, He leads you outside through the doorway.&nbsp; "You wanted to go to the church. According to the map, we need to head west along the highway.&nbsp; It's only a few blocks from here, but I'd rather not stay out in the open." <br>----------------------------<br>Ninja:<br>Caster yawns as well. "Good night. I'll see you in the morning then."<br>He turns around and climbs up the stairs to his room.<br><br>----------------------------------<br>Cmpuncle:<br>Berserkers smile hasn't vanished yet. She inclines her head towards Izzy to answer her questions first before answering yours. "The requirement to be a berserker is that one must have gone insane at one point in their life. There was a time, long ago..." her expression seems a little bit amused, as she considers what she just said.&nbsp; "Anyway, there was a time during my life where I went crazy with bloodlust, attacking anything and everything around me indiscriminately.&nbsp; It's....not something I'm proud of. But like you and my master, I've learned to control that bloodlust, though in battle a good portion of my insanity returns. I would advise you to NOT assist me in battle. As for my name, I doubt you would have heard of my name specifically.&nbsp; Unlike most servants, my name isn't famous. WHAT I am is much more recognizable than WHO I am. That's why it's safe for me to reveal my name, because it reveals nothing about me, though in retrospect I probably shouldn't have told you that either. Oh well."<br>She stretches out, inadvertently showing off some of the well defined muscles of her torso and arms. They are just well defined enough to add to her beauty rather than subtract from it.&nbsp; <br>"As for your question master, the answer is a little bit of both.&nbsp; As a creature of the night, I'm naturally more powerful when the moon is full.&nbsp; However, because you also derive power on moonlit nights, I expect&nbsp; I'll get a boost from you as well. "<br>Suddenly the peace and quiet of the morning is interrupted by the sound of an explosion nearby.&nbsp; Because of the way it reverberates around the buildings, you can't quite locate its source. <br>"Archer." Izzy states.<br>-------------------------------------<br>???:<br>The Archer in question is leaning against the back wall of the room he's been summoned in. His clear green eyes survey the surroundings and settle upon a woman who smiles back at him. "Greetings Archer. My name is..."<br>----------------------------<br>???:&nbsp; <br>"What's wrong with her," a frantic man asks the doctor in the secluded privacy room.<br>"Nothing life-threatening...in fact, she can probably go now. it's just that there's something.....unusual with your newborn daughter."<br>The mans eyes widen, "w-what is it?"<br>The doctor sighs, "take a look at this." He hands him a photograph of his newborn daughter.<br>The man gasps as he looks at his daughters arm.<br><br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>03-11-2011, 16:32:57</strong>
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				"Ugh just what I need more delays.&nbsp; Izzy I don't know if there are other things you need to be doing or not, although i would assume your family needs to know of my acceptance of their offer.&nbsp; Perhaps for now it may be best to go inform them, while I 'attempt' to get my affairs in order here in town, least of which is acquiring a base of operations.&nbsp; Should you wish to find me later you need only find me."&nbsp; He pointed to his head at the last part indicating through psychic means.<br><br>"Now Luna, or should I refer to you as Berserker in public?&nbsp; I have no idea how this tournament works, how we're notified of matches and such, but as I said i would like to get us a base of operations without delay if that is alright with you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>03-11-2011, 18:37:21</strong>
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				"Agreed, Lancer. Let's make our way to the church while sticking to the backroads as much as possible. We should Keep an eye out for a new base of operations while we move." Riley couldn't help but feel edgy now. Either they were doing the right thing, or walking right into a trap.&nbsp; Just in case, she used some reinforcement magic on her sweater.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>04-11-2011, 12:28:59</strong>
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				Vince moved to his room with anther yawn and passed out till about 8 AM that morning.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>04-11-2011, 19:31:27</strong>
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				Cmpuncle:<br>Izzy nods. "You're right, I should let them know. " She pulls out a cell phone and dials a number and begins to wait for the party on the other end of the line to pick up.&nbsp; Meanwhile, Berserker seems troubled. "Let's stick with Berserker. Some of the other servants may have heard of my legend, and that would reveal how to kill me. As for how this tournament works, it's pretty much a free for all. The church administers the event, even though it would normally fall under the jurisdiction of the mages association. Their role is to make sure that the grail war proceeds without undue interference, and they provide asylum to servantless masters.&nbsp; A master without a servant is still in grave danger. It's easier to kill a master than it is a servant, and a master without a servant can take another servant if they can find a willing partner. That's why most teams will target the opposing master." She pauses a moment before continuing. "What bothers me is having her around," she says as she looks in Izzy's direction. Izzy seems absorbed in her conversation with the person on the other end of the line, and does not hear her remark. " I don't want to have her wandering around with Luciano on the loose. I'd like to keep her close by, if that's alright with you."<br>--------------------------------<br>Undercover: Current time: 8:00 A.M. Present moment<br>You and lancer take a roundabout way to the church and arrive right about 8 o'clock. On your way, you did not see any plausible base locations.&nbsp; As you arrive in front of the church Lancer hangs back. &lt;I shall wait here, Master. Servants are not supposed to trespass on neutral ground.&gt;<br>You notice a red headed boy stop suddenly and look behind him as if he heard something. He does not appear to be looking where your servant is, so you can safely assume it wasn't him. After a moment, he nods his head and heads into the church.&nbsp; There are no services today, so he most likely isn't here for that.<br>--------------------------------------<br>Ninja: current time: 8 ish. Present moment.<br>As you awaken, you can hear the sounds of cooking downstairs. The aroma of bacon and eggs wafts into your room from the kitchen. <br>It would appear most of your energy has returned, yet you can feel the draw Caster is placing on it. You'll have to be careful not to over-exert yourself over the next day or two, or risk your servants.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>05-11-2011, 03:23:44</strong>
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				"You're right I would hate to leave her wandering the streets alone with that blindlessly religious brute roaming the streets.&nbsp; I suppose it would be best to ask her to stay with us, although I suppose that would be up to her.&nbsp; Should she prefer to go back to her family's house I guess we'll have to accompany her.&nbsp; Seems a little odd to me to have a tournament be a free for all, every tournament I've ever seen has a ladder set up and a crap load of formalities in place, oh well I guess a change from the normal could be healthy, if not interesting at the least.&nbsp; In the meantime I need to go buy a warehouse to use as our base and consequently pick up the stuff I had shipped here for said base."&nbsp; He waited for Izzy to finish on the phone before approaching her, "Berserker and I both think it would be best if you stayed with us, for protection with that religious brute running around, however if you'd prefer we can escort you back to your family's house."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>05-11-2011, 03:56:28</strong>
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				Vince moved into the bathroom and quickly showered and dressed before he moved downstairs to find the source of the lovely food smell and satisfy his hungry stomach.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>07-11-2011, 06:50:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Riley observes the red headed boy and raises an eyebrow. &lt;Roger that Lancer. Hey, you think he was talking to a servant there?&nbsp; If so, we might have identified a master.&gt; Figuring he could reply to her over a distance safely through telepathy, Riley attempts to not draw attention to herself and continues toward the church. If her hunch was correct, she didn't want to give away the fact that she too was a master. After entering the church, she decides to sit in one of the pews, and for a moment considers her next action before offering a small prayer. Surely that couldn't hurt, right?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>07-11-2011, 18:39:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ninja: <br>As you enter your kitchen, you are greeted by a man you've never seen before wearing an apron which covers a nice suit. He is currently cooking an omelet on your stove, and pancakes and bacon have been prepared already. "Good morning Mr. Wheeler. Your breakfast will be ready in just a minute. If you wouldn't mind, would you call everyone else down, it should be ready by the time they've assembled."<br>------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>As you pray a young girl, about 17 or 18 by the looks of her, sits down next to you. Her hair is a glimmering silver, and her eyes have a similar tone.&nbsp; You can feel a mystic power emanating from those eyes, but it's not hypnotic. More like they grant her the ability to see things not normally visible.&nbsp; She patiently waits for your prayer to end before speaking.&nbsp; She is attired in the black and white of a priestess. "Good morning. My name is Salem and I'm the administrator of this region."<br>-----------------------------<br>Cmpuncle: <br>Izzy smiles. "I would appreciate the escort, though my family would have me stay with you anyway, so I guess we're stuck together." Her tone suggests that she does not mind that idea one bit. "Why don't we take care of acquiring your warehouse first.&nbsp; I can show you to my place later. It'll function as a secondary base if need be. We are here to support you after all."<br>Berserker seems pleased yet worried, but keeps it from being too obvious.&nbsp; "Once we get a base, we should go over our strategy. Know thine enemy, know thine victory. I forget who said it, but they're right," she comments.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>07-11-2011, 18:55:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Um... ok... and who are you and why are you in my kitchen without permission?"<br><br>Vince asked the man as he began concentrating some energy into his finger just in case.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>08-11-2011, 05:01:11</strong>
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				Riley regards the girl silently for a moment as she introduces herself. "Hi Salem, I'm Riley. Riley Coates.&nbsp; I take it you're the one I should speak with regarding my involvement in certain events?"<br>She did her best not to appear concerned by Lancers silence. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>08-11-2011, 06:01:48</strong>
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				Somehow he had known this would end up being the case, though he really didn't mind it in the least either.&nbsp; "Very well, let's get thsi taken care of then.&nbsp; Although despite us referring to it as a base, in all actuality this warehouse is intended to be my new home, after all I originally came here to move in permanently, and I will need to replenish my supply, " he held up his blood bottle, "sometime soon, so I can keep myself in check.&nbsp; Anyway shall we?"&nbsp; Zane motioned forward with his hand before taking Izzy's once again and leading her out into the streets making sure she had her parasol up to minimize their exposure to the sun.<br><br>&lt;You're welcome to stay out in the open if you wish and follow along Berserker.&nbsp; Believe me I have several more questions for you, and going over the other servants sounds like a good idea, but that may not happen till late afternoon, early evening at the latest.&gt;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>10-11-2011, 05:19:11</strong>
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				ninja:<br>Defender walks in with a newspaper in hand. Actually walks is a "subjective term". It'd be more accurate to say he crawls in. It would appear he isn't a morning person. "Morning Vincent...." He slumps into his chair and seems to be struggling to stay awake.&nbsp; <br>"Oh, pardon my manners sir, I am Defenders servant, Saber. It would appear we are in your employ."<br>He finishes cooking your meal and sets a plate out for you with the assorted breakfast food. You notice the rest of the table has been set, with a spot for each member of your small army. Caster walks in next. He looks tired though his energy seems to have partly returned and quietly sits down.<br>---------------------------<br>Cmpuncle:<br>Berserker follows along behind you and Izzy, with her hands behind her head and slightly leaning back. Her attention seems elsewhere, as she surveys the city and the neighborhoods you pass through. &lt;We can wait until later to discuss them, or we can talk right now, whichever&gt; <br>--------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>"I am. It's best not to discuss such things out here, so if you'd follow me we can continue our conversation away from prying ears.&nbsp; The young red head approaches the two of you. "Me Too." You can see command seals on his hand, confirming your suspicion. He is wearing a pair of dark shorts and a t-shirt with a cloth vest overtop<br>&lt;We've got company, and they can sense me.&gt;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>10-11-2011, 06:30:21</strong>
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				&lt;I would say we should talk about them now, but my mind is on other things, and I'm sure you'd prefer to only have to go over everything once.&gt;<br><br>"Ahh here we go this is the realtor in charge of the warehouse I had my eye on."&nbsp; He led Izzy into the building and walked up to the secretaries desk, "Excuse me I'd like to speak to a realtor about that warehouse, " he pointed at the picture of it on the wall.<br><br>"Yes he'll be just a moment, " she leaned over the desk pressing a button on her intercom, "Sir we've got a client out here who wishes to speak with you."<br><br>After a few minutes the realtor came out of his office with a stack of papers, presumably all the paperwork for the property.&nbsp; He came right up to Zane and started shaking his hand vigorously, "Welcome, welcome I'll be happy to get you all set up, assuming you've got everything we need to get through this paperwork."<br><br>"Well I'm rather certain I should, " he produced a giant wad of money out of his pocket, "all $200,000 right here, so we won't have to fill out any loan paperwork, if I'm correct we should only have to fill out the deed."<br><br>The realtor seemed absolutely shocked, no one had ever come in to his office with all the money up front, his jaw visibly dropping.&nbsp; He quickly collected himself though, "Why uh y...yes certainly I'll just need to verify your identity and then you can sign the deed."<br><br>"Very well my ID for you then."&nbsp; He handed the realtor his ID, and waited as he ran the ID number through his computer.&nbsp; After another minute he handed over the deed.<br><br>"Ok I just need you to sign at the bottom then I'll make a copy and send it off to City Hall and you're good to go."<br><br>Zane quickly signed it and handed it back to the man who ran over to his copy machine and ran it through.&nbsp; "Congratulations Mr. Zane you are now the proud owner of the warehouse.&nbsp; You'll want to put in locks and do some fixing up but I'm sure you already knew that.&nbsp; I'll arrange for someone from the energy and water company to come by and start things up for you later today.&nbsp; Once again congratulations."<br><br>Zane took the deed and headed back over to Izzy leading her out the door and off towards the post office with Berserker trailing behind to pick up everything he had shipped into town.<br><br>"Am I glad that I had the cost of that in cash, I did not want to spend all day filling out paperwork."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>10-11-2011, 06:33:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(OOC: That was a dirty trick!)<br>Riley follows Salem to their destination, wondering about Lancers silence.&nbsp; It troubled her to no end that a young boy was a master. Did that mean he'd be in danger? Of course it did.&nbsp; Masters were always targets, and the weaker they were, the easier it would be to take them out.&nbsp; A young man like him might need someone to look after him...but wasn't that what a servant was for? Speaking of servants, she was really troubled by Lancers inability to reach her.&nbsp; &nbsp;&lt;Lancer. Is something wrong?! I can't hear you... &gt;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>10-11-2011, 13:31:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, I see, Thank you for letting me know, I was ready to blast you if need be." Vince moved his magic back into his body and took a seat at the table.<br><br>"An expert chef and a Saber, we have quite the growing battle team here. I don't think we could be any safer than we are right now, The US Army couldn't keep us this safe."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>11-11-2011, 08:24:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Cmpuncle:<br>As your trio walks along, the wind shifts and Berserkers eyes widen. She gets in front of you and Izzy and motions for the two of you to stand back. She adopts a defensive posture and growls, "show yourself!"<br>A taller woman with her hair tied back in a simple ponytail wearing a white blouse and jeans steps forward from an alleyway up ahead. She is soon followed by an older woman wearing simple clothes and a warm smile. Her hair reaches down to her shoulders in a style typically worn by younger women, though it is white with age.<br>"Calm down, Berserker. I just want to say hi to your master," the younger of the pair says with a dismissive gesture to your servant. With equal ease, she disregards your servant and turns her attention to you.&nbsp; "Best of luck, master of Berserker. You'll need it." She turns on her heel and motions for the older woman to follow along. Moments later they seem to vanish without a trace.&nbsp; You catch a glimpse of a stat sheet for the unknown servant before she disappears. Strangely enough, many of her stats are blotted out or marked unknown. <br><br>???: ????<br>Str: C<br>End: ???<br>Agl: C<br>Magic: ???<br>Luck: EX<br>Noble Phantasm: ???<br>???<br><br>-----------------------------------<br>Undercover:( OOC: you only figured out what I did on accident. And it's not that dirty, since you can hear what he said now that you figured it out.&nbsp; No telling the others though. )<br>&lt;I can hear you master, but you seem to be unable to hear me. We have company. Archer has shown up with his master. They appear to be waiting for you.&gt;<br>Salem leads you and the boy to her office within the church. She sits down and offers a seat to the two of you. Her office seems to be neat and orderly, though you can see a journal that seems out of place sitting on her desk. It would appear she was writing something in it that she had yet to finish before an interruption.&nbsp; Without preamble, she starts speaking, "First off,&nbsp; as one of my colleagues would say, 'Welcome to gods shithole!'&nbsp; You've been chosen by the holy grail to participate in one of the ugliest battles ever known. The rules are simple: <br>"1. The church is neutral ground. In the event that your servant dies or is unable to continue fighting, you are urged to return here and forfeit. I and my colleagues will endeavor to protect you."<br>"2. No battles during the day, or out in the open where people can see you. We're responsible for keeping this from the general public. The harder you make that for us, the worse we'll make your life," she says with a 'sweet' smile that is anything but sweet.<br>"3. Keep destruction to a minimum. We realize this may not be easy with Servants clashing, so please do your best."<br>"The rest is up to your discretion.&nbsp; If you wish to back out, now would be the time to let me know."<br>Her official speal over, Salem's demeanor seems to relax. <br><br>---------------------------------------------<br>ninja:<br>Your assembled crew begins to dig into their breakfast as Saber does a half bow, "I would hardly call myself an expert. I know enough to get by, but my skills lie in combat." He too takes his place at the table and begins to eat as well. "As my king is fond of saying, hunger is the enemy. " <br><br>Defender chimes in, the breakfast waking him up a bit. "While I believe this is a prime location, and the composition of our team is excellent, we must avoid over-confidence. Battles aren't won by strength alone.&nbsp; It all will come down to the abilities of those we face, and how well we can work together. On that note, you should know that my servant and I are both primarily defensive. Saber is more capable than I in Offense for sure, but his defensive abilities are nothing to sneeze at. From what I can tell, Casters offensive abilities are highly lacking, considering his class, but his ability to summon reinforcements offsets that weakness. That leaves you, Vincent. What are your strengths?"<br>Before you can answer, a strange noise resonates through the air. "It would seem we have company," Defender says with a frown, "seems to be an ordinary human though." Moments later, the doorbell rings. "Mr. Wheeler?! Are you home?! This is lieutenant Danson with the Dynast City Police Department. I'd like to ask you some questions."&nbsp; <br>&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>11-11-2011, 18:35:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&lt;I'll be out momentarily, Lancer. keep me posted.&gt;<br>"Count me in. I'd love to stay and chat, but there's something I need to take care of and quickly. If there's anything else I need to know, I'll ask later. Sorry to run off so quickly," Riley says over her shoulder as she hurries out to meet&nbsp; up with Lancer. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 04:29:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well that was random, it seemed as if she was trying to hint at some possible difficulty with Berserker, though I namely believe she was just trying to mess my head."&nbsp; He quickly went over the servants stat sheet that had appeared in his mind, "You know I find it odd that only half of the stats showed up, although admittedly I'm more surprised at suddenly seeing a stat sheet in my mind in the first place."<br><br>By now they had arrived at the post office where they stepped inside and once again Zane went up to the counter by himself.&nbsp; A postal worker came up to the counter after a minute or so.<br><br>"How can I help you?"<br><br>"Yes, I had a rather large amount of stuff shipped to this particular post office since I had not yet acquired a place in this town before coming here.&nbsp; If I remember correctly they should have arrived by now."<br><br>"Ah yes I believe we just got finished sorting all that out in the back, what's your name so I can double check?"<br><br>"That would be Zane, Zane Fortune."<br><br>The employee went into the back for a couple minutes before coming back out to the counter.<br><br>"Yep we've got it all loaded in a dedicated truck awaiting an address."&nbsp; He pulled out a small form and set it on the counter, "If you'll just fill this outu with your name and address, and then sign at the bottom, we'll send the truck off right away."<br><br>Zane quickly filled out the form and signed at the bottom handing it back to the man.<br><br>"Ok you're all squared away, the truck should meet you there within the hour.&nbsp; I'll bring this back to them right now."<br><br>"Thank you very much."&nbsp; He turned back to Izzy and Berserker taking a quick swig from his blood bottle, "Well shall we?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 13:29:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Vince opened his mouth to answer about his talents only to be interrupted and he moved to the door upon hearing the knock then swallowed hard as it was announced that the police were here, he took a deep breath then opened the door.<br><br>"Good morning, Lieutenant Danson. What can I do for you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>12-11-2011, 20:53:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Everyone: <br>pay attention to the other peoples information. Though it will be OOC information, it's important for you to know.&nbsp; Pay particularly close attention to Undercovers section.<br>------------------<br>Undercover:&nbsp; current time: about 8:30, present moment.<br>Salem shrugs as you leave, followed shortly by the boy who says, "I'll fight". "By the way, you're the last masters to come to me, so the grail war has officially begun," Salem calls out to your departing form.<br><br>About a minute later, you exit the church with the red headed boy right following behind you.&nbsp; As you burst through the doors, he runs off to the right side of the building where a woman is standing.&nbsp; From her poise and aura, you can see she's an experienced warrior. She probably called to her master as Lancer did with you.&nbsp; Lancer is off to the other side, fully visible as well.&nbsp; Standing in the middle of the parking lot is a woman and a man. The man is wearing a red overcoat and black leather armor, with a bow attached to his back.&nbsp; He currently stands in front of the woman who raises an eyebrow as the two of you exit the building.&nbsp; "Good, it looks like the gangs all here," says she in a french accent.&nbsp; "My name is Sophie LeGuerre, master of Archer, and I'd like to propose an alliance between the three of us, lasting at least until Caster is defeated."<br><br>---------------------------------<br>Ninja: current time: roughly 8:30 (present moment)<br>The officer observes your demeanor cautiously. "Good morning.&nbsp; We were wondering if you may have seen this man recently."<br>He holds out a photograph of Assassins master. "Keep in mind, you are not a suspect at the moment, we're just trying to canvas the area for any witnesses."<br>-------------------<br>Cmpuncle: current time at end of post: Noon, roughly 4 hours in the future<br>As you comment about the random comment left by the woman, Berserker replies, "there should be no difficulty with me, unless you choose to enact my mad enhancement. I think she was more referring to her confidence in her own servant, whose luck stat was incredibly high. EX is the highest a stat can get. We'll discuss Master Clairvoyance, Servant stats and everything else once we're situated."<br><br>Afterwards, you and your rag tag bunch of misfits head to your new home, without further incident. You manage to empty the truck and get everything roughly situated by around noon. There is still some unpacking to do, but all your stuff is now in your new home and the driver returns to the post office with the truck. A few minutes later, the relative quiet of the warehouse is disrupted by a buzzing of the intercom stationed at one of the outer doors.&nbsp; <br><br>------------------------<br>Everyone: I'll be unavailable until tomorrow evening, so enjoy. I still plan on posting in Mechwars soon, but I gotta get going. later<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>13-11-2011, 00:11:17</strong>
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				"Well that must be the power coming online, must mean the water should be running now too."&nbsp; He walked over to the faucet and turned the nozzle, and sure enough water flowed out, albeit a little grimy but he figured that was just the pipes being cleaned of residue.&nbsp; "Yep I'll leave it running for a while to let the pipes get cleaned, we probably won't be able to cook with it for a while though.&nbsp; Okay time to get to work the first thing we'll need to do is get these holes patched up, which is gonna take some drywall and wood.&nbsp; I'll run to the hardware store and get those, if you guys can unpack eveything while I do that, then I'll see if I like how you placed things."<br><br>As he went out into the street again he wrapped himself in a thin veil of darkness that would only be visible to those with magical sight, in order to minimize the damage from the sunlight.&nbsp; Once he was ready he made his way to the store.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>14-11-2011, 04:15:24</strong>
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				Riley decided to stand behind Lancer, not wanting to be exposed in a potential battle. "An alliance versus Caster?" Riley thought back on the battle she had witnessed the night before where the man had died fighting Assassin. She couldn't quite contain the shiver that ran down her spine.&nbsp; And what of that giant dragon that was with them? Could he control such a creature? If so, then he was definitely a force to be reckoned with.&nbsp; Coming back to the present, Riley looks Sophie in the eye. "Why do you wish for an alliance against caster? What would such an alliance mean for us?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>14-11-2011, 14:50:09</strong>
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				"Yeah, I know the guy... I saw him fighting out in the street yesterday... he and this other guy where fighting and I turned away for a minute and there was gunfire so I decided not to get involved."<br><br>Vince had been going over this conversation in his head since last night just to be safe so telling it to an actual officer was no issue.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 09:23:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ninja:<br>Officer Danson reads your expression carefully, but detects no lies. "Well that would explain the gunshot wound in his shoulder, and the gun we found on his person.&nbsp; Did the person he was fighting have a sword as well?"<br><br>--------------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>Sophie appears pleased that you'd ask that question. "An alliance would mean that the three of us and our servants would agree to not fight one another whilst we cooperate against a common foe. Last night, there was a lot of activity over in that area," she says pointing to the neighborhood where The Winged Dragon of Ra appeared, and where Vincent's power release occurred.&nbsp; "Based solely on what happened up there, we can assume the enemy is quite powerful. While it may be possible to take them on alone, the risk would be much higher than usual. That is why I propose the three of us team up. With an Archer, a Saber, and a Lancer, we'd have all the Knight Classes working together, a formidable team by any standard. So what do you say?"<br>------------------------------------------<br>Cmpuncle:<br>On your way to the hardware store, there are no signs of a disturbance of any kind, and things seem to have quieted down for the moment. The town is bustling with activity of various people going about their daily lives, completely unaware of the grail war about to happen in the city. You are currently standing in front of the hardware store as <br>------------------------------------------<br>Elsewhere:<br>After Zane leaves, the buzzing happens again. Izzy figures out that it's not only a sign of the power coming back online, it's also a doorbell.&nbsp; As she opens the door, she stifles a gasp as she steps back and readies her parasol for combat. Berserker is at her side in moments as she prepares to fight whomever is on the other side of the door. "Hi there. I was hoping to speak with Zane, is he in?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>16-11-2011, 07:47:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Zane took a look at the outside of the store before going in.&nbsp; From the outside it looked to be very well kept, no paint chips, no warping in the wood.&nbsp; And upon entering everything was very well organized and labeled.&nbsp; He walked up to one of the workers.<br><br>"Excuse me I need to get some supplies to do some repairs."<br><br>"Yes sir, what do you need?"<br><br>"I'm going to need probably 20 8 foot 2 by 4's, probably a couple packs of drywall material, and a good size bucket of nails.&nbsp; Oh and some paint."<br><br>"Alright if you come with me we'll get you all squared away."<br><br>With that Zane followed him down the aisles, stopping at intervals along with the worker, who walked him through the info he needed to know to pick the right materials.&nbsp; It took about half an hour, and they were able to arrange for a truck to drop off the supplies at the warehouse about 15 minutes after Zane would get back.<br><br>"Thanks again for all your help."&nbsp; He said as he left the store and headed back to his new home.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>16-11-2011, 14:32:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I have no idea if he had a sword, I know I heard a gun shot or two but I was only watching for about... two maybe three minutes before I turned away and tried to get some sleep."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>17-11-2011, 02:09:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&lt;Lancer, what are your thoughts? I don't want to rush into an alliance without your counsel.&gt;<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>17-11-2011, 07:11:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				uncle:<br>On your way back, you notice fewer and fewer people on the street. Never a good sign. It's as if they are avoiding the area out of instinct... About halfway back to the warehouse, you feel the hair on the back of your neck rising. You sense the attack and react instinctively to avoid it. Before it would make contact, though, it is being batted away by a man with a sizable sword and spiky blond hair.&nbsp; He is well muscled and wearing semi-futuristic combat armor and a partial trenchcoat over his left arm and leg.&nbsp; He stands with his back to you, facing the boy you saw on the plane.&nbsp; In the boys right hand are two small black swords and on the ground near the man are a couple more.<br>"What is the meaning of this! Why do you defend him? Was this ordered by the administrator?!"<br>" Salem wants to speak with him. She asked me to retrieve him."<br>" Too bad. I'm going to kill his vampiric ass right here and now, and you're not going to stop me!"<br>"Heh. You're welcome to try, Luciano."<br>Luciano deftly hurls several of the swords at you but the man deflects them equally deftly with his sword. <br>More of the swords fly your way and again the man knocks them down with ease. These ones have runes on them that glow, and as they touch the ground, the swords explode. The swordsmen does not look fazed, nor amused. <br>"I don't care what your grudge against him is, but you can have a shot at him after he speaks with Salem. Until then, I have strict orders not to let any harm come to him."<br>He raises his sword into the air and green waves of energy emanate in a radius around him. A yellow star falls from the sky and bounces around in the air above the boy, who collapses where he was standing, sound asleep.&nbsp; <br>------------------------------------------<br>DigitLninja:<br>The cop raises an eyebrow as your recount what "happened" last night.&nbsp; "Two or three minutes is a good amount of time to observe a fight and see if a person had a sword.&nbsp; Why didn't you call the police to report it? If you had, a senseless murder could have been avoided."&nbsp; <br>--------------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>&lt;I'm reluctant to enter into an "alliance". Although, it might very well be prudent to do so in this situation. I'll abide by whatever decision you make, Keep in mind, they are still our enemies. They may betray you at any time. I, however, will not betray an ally unless you command seal me to do so, as it is against my knightly code to betray another.&gt;<br>The young boy steps forward, having finished a similar dialogue with his servant. "Alright. But I don't trust you."&nbsp; <br>Sophie shifts her weight onto her back leg and reclines a bit. "Fair enough. And what of you my darling," she says to you, purposefully looking you in the eyes. Her eyes are full of curiosity, and a hint of...something else. <br>&lt;you know, if it were me, I'd go with them&gt; the woman from before says into your mind. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>17-11-2011, 08:29:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I'll admit I shoulda seen that coming, everything else in this town is going nuts because of this tournament.&nbsp; Religious zealot boy there just doesn't know when to quit, "&nbsp; he took another sip from his blood bottle, "so this Salem wants to see me does she, gotta admit I liked that little touch, putting him to sleep.&nbsp; Well I'd assume you must be another Servant in which case Salem would be your master, so let Salem know if they want to see me they can stop by my....., on second thought I guess that would be a bad idea, ugh.....fine take me to her but this better be quick, I've got other things to do."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>17-11-2011, 12:42:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sir, I'm a high school student, I walk past gangs every day who tell me to forget what I saw, another gang fight going on outside is nothing unusual for this town. Memorizing anything but school work can be hazardous to people."<br><br>Vince sighed as he looked a little frightened, but everything he had said was the truth, the look of fear was just playing up the role.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>18-11-2011, 06:44:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&lt;you are so not helping you know,&gt; Riley replies to the woman telepathically.&nbsp; &lt;Lancer, our mysterious "friend" suggests we go along with them. While I don't like it one bit, I say we join forces for now, gauge the situation, and if we don't like it, pull out.&gt;<br>Riley returns the look Sophie gives her and hesitates for only a moment. "Fine, but I'll be watching the both of you carefully. Normally I'm not so quick to suspect anyone, but with such a prize up for grabs....greed can make a person do terrible things. At least we don't have to worry about Assassin, thanks to the sacrifice of another master."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>18-11-2011, 09:12:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				ninja:<br>The cop looks a bit mournful. "Yeah, this place really went down the tubes with the economy.&nbsp; Used to be such a peaceful town, and now gangs are running around messing things up. The sick bastard who killed him last night musta had a wicked blade to slash him up so badly. And to drain him of most of his blood, what is this world coming too? Anyway, if you think of anything else that could help this case, please call this number," he says as he hands you a card.&nbsp; "Anyway, have a nice day. Don't travel around after dark and lock all your windows and doors. With a psychopath on the loose, you can never be too careful."<br>The officer departs. Leaving you and the white cat alone on your doorstep.<br>-----------------------<br>Undercover:<br>&lt;If you insist,&nbsp; I shall work together with Saber and Archer for the time being.&gt;<br>Sophie does a slight bow, "your help will be greatly appreciated.&nbsp; May our shaky alliance turn out for the best. I am a bit surprised though. You witnessed Assassins death last night? What exactly happened?"<br>-------------------------<br>Cmpuncle: <br>Cloud listens for a second, communicating with Salem for a moment before returning his attention to you. "Let's go. She's waiting nearby."&nbsp; With a growing sense of unease, you realize he's leading you directly to your warehouse. You can sense her presence within, like a lighthouse. shining out to see. It must be very hard for her to move about without being detected. The feeling you get off of her, while not dangerous, manages to make you uncomfortable.&nbsp; A door opens and Izzy steps out, apparently unharmed.&nbsp; "You're back. I'm so relieved, I was beginning to worry about you," she says eying your escort.&nbsp; "We had an...unexpected guest while you were away. She's been on her best behavior, but Berserker is keeping an eye on her all the same." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>18-11-2011, 19:36:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh great so much for keeping this place a secret till after the tournament.&nbsp; Thanks for keeping an eye on her Berserker, she should be fine for now, if you wouldn't mind could you keep an eye out for the truck from the hardware store they'll probably get here while we're talking."<br><br>Zane walks over to her and gets a good look at her, before speaking up.&nbsp; "Ok spill it, what do you want?&nbsp; Don't get me wrong it's not that I'm ungrateful, and I did quite like your Servants touch of putting that zealot to sleep, but to show up at my new house uninvited especially being a Master in the tournament, well i suppose you get my meaning."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>23-11-2011, 07:48:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I only saw the end of it through my servants eyes.&nbsp; Assassin and her master were fighting Caster, his master, and another man.&nbsp; Assassin was badly hurt, so her master ordered her to use her noble phantasm. Casters master commanded his servant to do the same thing, but Assassin finished first. Assassin charges, the unknown man charges and seals her in some kind of enclosed space with him, and then they're both gone. Nothing left but scorched earth where they met. It appeared to be a suicide attack. We left, not wanting to engage in battle before the start of the war," Riley summarizes, not too happy to recall the past events.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>23-11-2011, 13:30:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Vince waved him off and once he was gone Vince looked down at the cat and as much as he wanted to invite the feline inside he decided he needed to check to see if it was safe...<br><br>"Trace on..."<br><br>Vince inspected every aspect of this cat simply to see if it was a real cat or some kind of trick.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>23-11-2011, 17:51:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				DigitLninja:<br>The cat seems slightly perturbed as you scan it and lets out a "mer". It wanders off into your yard as Defender walks up behind you. "Aw, looks like you insulted my familiar. By the way, Caster wants to speak with you.<br>----------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>Sophie and the boy puzzle over this information for a minute or two. "Let's go," the boy suggests, obviously uncomfortable around the church.&nbsp; "But where shall we head to," Sophie asks.&nbsp; "The park. Much less suspicious there," replies the boy.<br>-------------------------------<br>Cmpuncle:<br>Salem puts down the box she was moving. It seems like she was helping Izzy and Berserker get your place in order while she waited. As you look her over, you notice that she is wearing an outfit similar to a priestess robes, and she has a sort of "shimmer" to her. Her eyes and hair are the same glowing silver, and you can feel a power barely restrained within her.&nbsp; With your limited knowledge of magic, it seems that this power is contained with a sort of seal.<br><br>After you have spoken your piece, she responds gently, "I understand your apprehension with me being here, but you don't need to worry. Though I have a servant and command seals, I am not a direct participant in this grail war. I'm the previous war's winner, and I also happen to be the Administrator for this war.&nbsp; First off, let me apologize for the conduct of a certain ill mannered zealot that we both dislike to a great degree. While not all of us in the church are as zealous as him, a good deal of us are, and for that I apologize. I stopped by today to discuss the war with you, because there are a few things you should know. For instance, right now, two separate grail wars are being fought at the same time. You can see Berserker become uncomfortable out of the corner of your eye.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>23-11-2011, 23:39:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I take it two at once is unusual?"&nbsp; Glad to find that this Salem person was in no way hostile, Zane visibly relaxed a bit, before realizing something and almost immediately straightening up, "Wait if there's two wars going on, then does that mean there's two grails?"&nbsp; His eyes darted to Izzy, then quickly returned to Salem.<br><br>&lt;What, did you sense something?&gt;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>24-11-2011, 21:28:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Riley nods, "agreed. The park seems like a good spot to re-locate to. "
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>25-11-2011, 01:11:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm sorry about that Defender... I have become a little paranoid so I wanted to make sure the cat wasn't some kind of trap... Alright I'll go speak with Caster."<br><br>Vince moved into the house and back to breakfast.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>25-11-2011, 08:54:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				nija:<br>"I'm actually kinda glad, Vincent. Paranoia will help keep you alive, which means I get to stay alive. Keep in mind, if you die, so do I."<br>As you walk into the kitchen, Caster is shuffling his deck. His spot is empty, having finished his breakfast already. "Good, you're here.&nbsp; While shuffling my deck, I discovered something unusual." He holds up 5 blank cards.&nbsp; "This one feels like it belongs with me, but the other four feel like they should go to you," he says as he places them on the table for you to inspect. The pictures and text are missing, but you can tell there is one magic card, and three monster cards.&nbsp; The one he kept is a magic card.&nbsp; "I believe these cards were formed by the bond you and I share as master and servant. So long as we trust in the heart of the cards, and each other, they should protect us."<br>(OOC: I know you chose not to take unknown power, so that's why you only get four cards instead of a full deck. I did this for fairness reasons.)<br>---------------------------------------------<br>Cmpuncle: (roll a d20 please)<br>&lt;Not exactly. It's just... the appearance of two grails is highly unusual, and it also means that there are two sets of servants. Which means things just became a lot more complicated&gt;<br><br>Salem meanwhile steals a glance at Izzy, following your own gaze, before returning her attention to you. "Yes. Two grails, 14 servants, and one big mess I am partially responsible for.&nbsp; I don't know how much you know about the holy grail war, but it's not so much a tournament as it is a magical ritual.&nbsp; An artifact of such power is dangerous indeed, so the church was selected as a 'neutral' party to oversee the proceedings.&nbsp; The fact that it grants wishes was a by product of its original intent. When I won the grail war a couple years back, my servant decided not to make a wish, and I was ordered to bring the grail back to the church so it could be studied, so I didn't make a wish either.&nbsp; All was fine until a couple nights ago, when that grail disappeared. Suddenly, magus started showing up at the church, introducing themselves and declaring their intent. That's when we knew something was wrong. I found out earlier this morning when masters kept coming in after the flow should have stopped that there were two grails. There may be more, but I doubt it.&nbsp; I don't know where the grail we had went, and I don't know where the other grail is either, but knowing how dangerous a grail with six servants in it can be, imagine how dangerous a grail with double that can be."<br>---------------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>Your small army arrives at the park a short while later.&nbsp; Your group finds a secluded spot and you begin discussing strategy. Saber speaks up first, "So, now that we're all in this together, what's our plan of action. I'm in support of a surprise attack later tonight."<br>Lancer replies, "while a surprise attack would be advisable, do we know the exact location of their base?"<br>The young boy looks down, "no. Just somewhere up in the upper class neighborhood."<br>Sophie frowns, "I summoned Archer this morning, so we haven't had a chance to spot anyone yet."<br>For now, Archer remains silent, leaning against a tree and observes the comers and goers.&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>25-11-2011, 09:41:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Vince looked the cards over and felt like they belonged with him.<br><br>"Would you like me to put this in your deck or should I just have them on me at all times for my own protection?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>26-11-2011, 05:36:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Roll Result: cmpuncle rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: requested mystery roll *spooky ghost sounds*<br>Result: 10, <br>Total: 10<br><br>"Oh that's just peachy so we're gonna have twice as much trouble as we originally were going to have, and to think I moved to this city to blend in until I could accomplish my dream.&nbsp; So does that mean that we can be challenged by the other group or are they only suppose to make challenges within their 'grail-group'?&nbsp; I also don't suppose their would be anything extra in it if we took out our mutual annoyance at the match Berserker set up for tomorrow night?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>27-11-2011, 04:16:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Riley considers their options before suggesting, "If we wait for nightfall, we could go back to the scene of last nights battle and try to figure out where they came from. Or we could scout around during the day, and return at night."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>27-11-2011, 06:46:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Undercover: Current Time:&nbsp; about 10;30 A.M. roughly 1 + 1/2 hours in the future. <br><br>"Daytime. We shouldn't squander it.," the boy says. You note that when he speaks, he furtively glances at everyone to judge their reaction. Perhaps he's worried about what people think?<br>"Okay, but we can't all just go wandering around together during the day, That'd look suspicious," Sophie replies.<br>"Actually master, if I may make a suggestion, if we servants hide it'll appear to be just two teens and their red-headed kid-brother. If anyone asks, you can easily just say that," Archer comments<br>&nbsp;The boy doesn't seem too happy about his remarks but says nothing.<br>--------------------------------------------<br>Cmpuncle: Current time: 12:30, 3 + 1\2 hours in the future.<br>"My, aren't you the pessimist," Salem chides.&nbsp; "While there is no stipulation as to who can fight whom, each servant is summoned by one grail or the other. When a servant is defeated, generally they will go to whichever grail summoned them, though depending on the grails this may change. I don't know all the specifics, I was trained to hunt magus, not be one. Ironic that I would discover down the road that I myself am a magus...the church is so full of contradictions it's not even funny. Anyway, there MIGHT be a "bonus" as you call it for defeating that glorified altar boy. Keep in mind, I'm not "asking" you to do anything of the sort, but should he get caught up in the battle...well let's just say master death does happen in grail wars..."<br>You're not sure what to make of her expression. It seems to be a mixture of disgust, sadness, and a lot of other things. "Hey, do you mind if I ask what your dream is?"<br>------------------------------------<br>Ninja: Current time: around 9<br>"I think you should keep them, master, they feel like they want to be with you.&nbsp; Perhaps it is your ancestry that brought them to you, or the bond between us. In any case, we should discuss our strategy."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>28-11-2011, 00:36:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"My dream is rather simple, all I want is to prove that not all vampires are inherently evil, that not all of us deserve to be killed on the spot.&nbsp; Take me for example, while I do require blood to stay alive I make sure to only get it from animals, and never enough to kill them.&nbsp; While I know that human blood is the....shall we say most nutritious....and that eventually I will need human blood, I will never take it by force only by mutual consent.&nbsp; As such this remains the reason behind all my actions, so I will always strive to refrain from killing another human, however I may make an exception for that blasted zealot, because so long as he's around it will be very difficult to prove my point."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>28-11-2011, 00:43:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I guess I'll have to see if my parents left a deck box around here for me... Oh wait... they left seven."<br><br>Vince chuckled as he looked at the blank cards and then laid each one out on the table for the moment as he finished his breakfast
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>28-11-2011, 05:34:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, if that's settled, let's get moving," Riley says.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>05-12-2011, 21:45:26</strong>
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				DigitlNinja: Current time: 11:30<br>Some time passes as you and Caster discuss your strategy, which remains unchanged.&nbsp; Afterwards, he goes about setting up "Territory Creation" around the household. NOW it's about as secure as an American Military base. By the time everything is done and said, it's 11:30 in the morning.&nbsp; At which point Defender walks up. "Vincent, one of my familiars has spotted something you may find interesting.&nbsp; It would appear a group of people is investigating the site of our last battle.&nbsp; According to him, there are 3 girls of various ages one woman and two men.&nbsp; Saber says he knows one of them very well, and that he is most definitely a servant....wait...somethings not right.&nbsp; My familiar has fled the area, something is terrifying it."<br>Moments later, you feel a wave of despair, anger, and hatred, pass through the air. A tangible feeling of malice permeates the air, as if belched from a factory.<br>----------------------------------------------------<br>Undercover: Current time: 11:30<br>Your group arrives at the site of one of last nights battles.&nbsp; The hair on the back of your neck stands up almost immediately.&nbsp; The servants immediately chorale their masters behind them and take up a defensive posture. Your group also feels the same wave of despair that affected Vincents group elsewhere. You can taste the danger in the air, it's almost overwhelming in intensity.&nbsp; "Riley. I'm confident we can take Berserker, but just in case, if something happens to me, will you promise to take care of my master?"<br>"How do you know it's Berserker," Sophie demands.<br>"I know many things of this war. Plus I met this servant last night. I recognize this negative aura," Saber replies, clearly not in the mood to explain more. Sabers master seems confused about her reply but says nothing, as is his fashion.<br>"Anyway, do you promise to look after him?"<br>---------------------------------------------<br>Cmpuncle: Time: roughly 12:30 one hour in the future.<br>Salem smiles, an expression with just a hint of warmth in it.<br>"So my hunch was right.&nbsp; Then our goals aren't all that different.&nbsp; While you are absolutely right, not all vampires are evil, there are many who are.&nbsp; The church serves a vital function, protecting humanity from paranormal creatures that would harm them, but our doctrine is too extreme.&nbsp; We even hunt magii. I used to be a top-notch magus hunter, until I discovered I too am a magus..." She pauses for a moment, deciding if she really wants to tell you more, before continuing, "The church got into a conflict with my original family over a holy relic. Eventually, they decided to take it by force and killed them.&nbsp; My family saved me by embedding the artifact in me, which the church can't remove without killing me and tainting it in the process. I was a baby at the time, so I had little choice in the matter. The church decided to take me in and raise me to be a hunter, in the hopes that if I died in the field they could remove the artifact without tainting it. As it is, the artifact is slowly killing me so one way or the other they'll get it. If it weren't for Saber and my special weapon, I'd already be dead. Anyway, I'd be willing to help you accomplish your dream, but I can't do anything till Luciano is out of the picture."<br><br>&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>06-12-2011, 00:15:43</strong>
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				"Well luckily it would appear that Berserker has already aided us in that endeavor, as she has challenged his servant Rider who gave his real name to us, though I have already forgotten it amidst everything thats happened.&nbsp; So we are set to face them tomorrow night, if there is anything you can tell me that might help, I will gladly see what I can do to 'neutralize' the problem."<br><br><em>Of course even with any knowledge she gives me we'll still have to come up with quite the strategy.&nbsp; I assume most would say that killing the master is the easiest way to win, however in his case he's probably about on the same level as his servant.&nbsp; Ugh we certainly have our work cut out for us on this one.</em><br><br>At that point the truck from the hardware store arrived, "Hey Izzy could you go take care of that for me, just have them unload it all over there, thanks."&nbsp; He pointed to the middle of a very empty very large portion of the warehouse to show where he meant.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>06-12-2011, 13:26:48</strong>
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				"Alright everyone, prepare for the first attack on us, I want them to them to enter and feel safe till the moment they step on a trap card and become ensnared... or something like that."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 04:00:52</strong>
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				Riley didn't even have to think twice about it."Of course. Leave it to me."<br>In preparation for battle, Riley further alters her sweater turning it into combat armor using her alchemical abilities. <br><br>Roll Result: Undercov3rL0ver rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: To see if I can actually turn a sweater into combat gear. Roll 2<br>Result: 14,<br>Total: 14<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 06:56:58</strong>
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				Everyone: since battles are about to get moving, each player will have their relevant rolls in a different color. For Undercover, your relevant rolls are in blue<br><br>Ninja, yours will be in red<br><br>Cmpuncle, yours will be in green<br>----------------------<br>Undercover:<br>and because this is a badass theme that totally fits, here ya go. A bit o' ambience.&nbsp; <br>Final Fantasy IX OST - Mystery Sword ~ Battle against Beatrix (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzi8XKbKZDE#)<br><br>Saber seems satisfied at your answer.&nbsp; No sooner have you finished upgrading your sweater further than a giant red crack appears in a nearby building. A vile red energy emanates from the crack as several more cracks appear, followed by more of the vile energy. The building splits apart at the cracks and comes tumbling down sending dust and debris everywhere, completely obscuring the battlefield from view.&nbsp; <br>&lt;While it bothers me to disobey the orders of the church so soon, we might not be able to abandon this fight. At least with all this dust, we won't have to worry about being seen,&gt; Lancer says to you telepathically. A figure emerges from the rubble, mostly obscured by the dust. All you can see are glowing red eyes and a sword that glows with a menacing presence. It seems the sword is giving off that negative feeling you've been experiencing, moreso than the man wielding it.&nbsp; <br>Archer projects a lance out of thin air and loads his bow with it, as if it was an arrow.&nbsp; As the lance flies at Berseker, it starts to glow a bright white. Berserker raises his sword and cuts the lance in half, a feat accomplished more out of the blades power than any sort of skill.&nbsp; Saber launches herself at the enemy servant and slashes him really badly while in mid-air. He doesn't even flinch and raises his own blade to strike her. Meanwhile, Lancer takes out the stick he used on you last night. He pours some of his prana into the stick and suddenly it is a gleaming lance.&nbsp; Lancer charges forward to stop the attack, and manages to deflect Berserkers clumsy strike. <br>&lt;he has no skill with a blade?!&gt;<br>Berserker raises his katana high and brings it down into the ground, causing fissures to appear all around the battlefield emanating vile energy. The fissures swiftly move forward towards all the combatants and masters in the area, as well as several random buildings.&nbsp; Its as if his sword is cutting everything indiscriminately.&nbsp; Because of Lancers deflection, the fissures do not approach you, but the boy is going to be hit unless you do something.&nbsp; <br>-----------------------------<br>DigitlNinja: <br>for your battle, I figured music from the actual game was a fitting battle theme.&nbsp; To be clear, Undercovers group is in a very different battle than you. Oh, and damn your servants luck. Damn it to hell...<br>Light and Darkness ~ Hikari to Yami 光と闇 (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QLDYPFfnm3g#)<br><br>Everyone rushes to their positions, ready for the ensuing battle.&nbsp; However, the source of the malice seems to redirect its attention elsewhere as it begins to battle the servants a few miles down the road.&nbsp; Defender relaxes for a moment before instantly becoming alert again. <br>&lt;Master. Defender informs me that two servants and their masters have entered our defensive field. Their masters are behind them.&gt;<br>Your doorknob turns and a haughty looking woman in greek clothing strides forward. In her hand is a golden bow, with a quiver of arrows on her back with golden shafts. She is followed by a man wielding a red and a yellow lance in grey form-fitting armor. Because of your encyclopedic knowledge of grail war history, you recognize him as the Lancer that fought 3 grail wars ago. His hard to pronounce name is Diarmuid Ua Duibhne. "Why don't you come on out Caster. We're going to take you on," he calls out in a thick Irish accent.&nbsp; Your servant draws 6 cards from his deck and places one trap down. He then summons Gazelle The&nbsp; King of Mythical Beasts in attack mode, then he discards Thousand Knives to the graveyard to Special Summon "The Tricky". Once all his preparations are done, he steps forward from his spot and takes his position at the top of the stairs leading up to the second floor. <br>"Ah, I expected a much grander entrance, considering your nice show of power last night," Lancer taunts.<br>"Sorry to disappoint you Lancer, but the grander entrance was reserved for me," Defender says as he steps out of the hallway and jumps over the banister to land on Casters field on the first floor. From another doorway Saber strides over and takes his place on Casters field on the left of Gazelle.&nbsp; "It would be wise of you to retreat now."<br>Caster looks on from the second floor, "Well? Will you fight, or will you retreat?"<br>The female servant laughs, "We knew the risks of confronting a caster on his own turf! Nevertheless, we shall emerge victorious!"<br>Caster shrugs, "well then, I end my turn. Your move."<br>Defender reaches into his back pocket and the main theme of Yu-Gi-Oh plays, to the point where it says, "It's time to d-d-d-duel," before he turns it off. He shrugs. "I've always wanted to do that."&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>http://typemoon.wikia.com/wiki/Diarmuid_Ua_Duibhne (http://typemoon.wikia.com/wiki/Diarmuid_Ua_Duibhne)<br><br>----------------------<br>Cmpuncle:<br>Izzy nods and goes to handle the delivery.<br>Salem considers what to say, "I have not seen him fight before, but I imagine he will use the preferred fighting style of the church. Your servant has confiscated my weaponry. If you'd be so kind as to show him one of the handles, Berserker?"&nbsp; She hesitantly hands you a red sword handle.&nbsp; "That is what is known as a Black Key.&nbsp; When a member of the church puts mana or prana into the handle, it forms a small black blade. They are symbolic weapons. They deal less physical damage than they do conceptual damage. That means, they deal more damage to spirits and....individuals such as yourself.&nbsp; However, their physical output is marginal at best. They suck as weaponry against normal foes. Unfortunately, a spirit of servant caliber is barely even affected by a weapon like this." <br>&lt;Master, because of what I am, I believe such a weapon will be dangerous to me as well.&gt;<br>"---as throwing weapons. Some more heretical agents will infuse them with magic,&nbsp; considering his devotion to the faith, he probably won't, but he might make an exception for you. "&nbsp; <br>------------------------<br>Dice Rolls:<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Male Archer vs. Berserker<br>Result: 3,<br>Total: 3<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Berserker Defense<br>Result: 14,<br>Total: 14<br>&nbsp;<br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Saber vs. Berserker<br>Result: 19,<br>Total: 19<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Berserkers defense vs. Saber<br>Result: 1,<br>Total: 1<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 3d20<br>Comment: Sabers attack damage<br>Result: 18, 1, 9,<br>Total: 28 X 2 = 56.&nbsp; <br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Berserkers attack vs. Saber<br>Result: 3,<br>Total: 3<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Lancers save<br>Result: 8,<br>Total: 8<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20, adding 3to the total<br>Comment: Berserkers attack vs. Everyone (+3 vs. Masters only. Servants' +3 bonuses cancel each other out)<br>Result: 8,<br>Total: 11<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Sophies defense<br>Result: 18,<br>Total: 18<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Boys defense<br>Result: 9,<br>Total: 9<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20, adding 3to the total<br>Comment: Sabers Defense<br>Result: 11,<br>Total: 14<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20, adding 3to the total<br>Comment: Archers Defense<br>Result: 8,<br>Total: 11<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20, adding 3to the total<br>Comment: Lancers Defense<br>Result: 17,<br>Total: 20<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 2d20, adding 5to the total<br>Comment: Berserkers attack damage<br>Result: 1, 15,<br>Total: 21
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 12:23:16</strong>
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				Vince was at the top of the stairs remaining out of sight until his servant gave the signal to attack, in his hands was the book with the extra command seals as well as a a blade and his four cards where in his pocket.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 18:09:28</strong>
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				"Well at least it appears that he can be fooled by illusions pretty easily, so that may end up being my only advantage, especially since I won't have to worry about protecting myself from the sun since it will take place at night.&nbsp; As for that weapon, I don't think he'll be able to hit me with it, but I guess I won't know till I'm in the thick of it."<br><br>&lt;I don't think he'll come after you though, Berserker, he's more interested in me so you should only have to handle Rider.&gt;<br><br>"Thank you greatly for the information I believe it will help greatly in coming up with a strategy, if there's nothing else you needed to say then I would like to get back to getting things taken care of here.&nbsp; Oh before I forget here is your weapon back."<br><br>&lt;Don't worry Berserker I don't believe she'll try anything with it, but you're welcome to keep an eye on her in any case.&gt;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 19:28:14</strong>
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				<em>I've got to protect that kid!</em><br>Riley dives for the boy to protect him from Berserkers attack and just barely manages to get him to safety.&nbsp; "Phew, that was close! You okay kid?" She gkances over at the ongoing battle and shudders. <em>What am I supposed to do against something like that? Lancer is out there risking his life to fight that guy, and here I am just sitting around. But what can I do against that brute?</em><br><br>Roll Result: Undercover rolled: 1d20, adding -3to the total<br>Comment: Protecting the boy<br>Result: 2,<br>Total: -1<br><br>Roll Result: Undercover rolled: 1d20, adding -3to the total<br>Comment: Protecting the boy reroll divine relationship<br>Result: 15,<br>Total: 12<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>13-12-2011, 19:51:45</strong>
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				Cmpuncle: current time: roughly 12:30 one hour in the future.<br>Salem seems to want to say more, but thinks better of it. "I should probably head out. If I stay too much longer, I may be missed. Good luck to you, and be careful. Luciano is not to be under estimated. " Berserker hands Salem the rest of her weapons and she takes the one you're holding as well.&nbsp; "She nods her head to you and Berserker before departing.&nbsp; Before she leaves though, Berserker says something to her that you can't overhear. Salem turns to her with an incredulous look. "How do you know that?"<br>Berserker shrugs and replies, once again lower than you can hear. Salme replies, "Is that so? Alright then, I'll be on my guard on my way back then."<br>As she exits the warehouse, Izzy comes in with the delivery crew and they set to work. <br>She leaves them to their work for a moment and pulls you aside. "Two more servants have fallen."<br>-----------------------------------<br>Ninja:<br>Lancer has a puzzled expression on his face as he looks to Defender. "What kind of servant are you, I've never encountered your class before?"<br>"If it makes you feel better, I've never encountered a Lancer before either," he replies.<br>"..." Lancer lunges forward and attempts to stab defender with his twin spears<br>"I activate my trap card: Reckless Greed! I get to draw two cards by skipping my next two draw phases," Caster announces.&nbsp; He draws two more cards from his deck and awaits his turn.<br>Lancers attack is quickly deflected by Defender due to his defensive abilities as a Defender servant.<br>Archer meanwhile takes aim at Saber and fires one of her golden arrows at him, hoping to take out the bigger threat. As her arrow flies at him, he deflects the arrow, causing it to richochet and nearly hit her. A look of immense relief briefly flashes on her face as she realizes what ALMOST happened. <br>"And that ends your turn," Caster announces. He doesn't draw a card because of reckless greeds effect but he doesn't need to. He's drawn the cards he needs to win in the next turn. He puzzles over the blank card that's been in his hand from the beginning, but it shows no sign of doing anything. "I lay a trap and end my turn."<br>Both Saber and Defender look up at him in shock, for he didn't go on the offensive when he could attack with up to four monsters. <br>&lt;This duel is in the bag master.&gt;&nbsp; <br>Meanwhile, a cool draft blows in from an open window nearby and on it, you can smell gasoline. It occurs to you that Defender mentioned that the servants masters were right behind them, yet they didn't enter your house with their servants.<br><br><br>Roll Result: Saiko rolled: 1d20, adding +4to the total<br>Comment: Defender defense<br>Result: 9,<br>Total: 13<br><br>Roll Result: Saiko rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Lancers attack<br>Result: 12,<br>Total: 12<br><br>Roll Result: Saiko rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Archers attack<br>Result: 18,<br>Total: 18<br><br>Roll Result: Saiko rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Sabers defense<br>Result: 20,<br>Total: 20<br><br>Roll Result: Saiko rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Sabers counter attack<br>Result: 7,<br>Total: 7<br><br>Roll Result: Saiko rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Archers defense<br>Result: 17,<br>Total: 17<br><br><br>-------------------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>The boy seems shaken but alright. "Thanks," he says, his voice higher pitched than normal. He blushes of course. He must have recently entered puberty so his voice probably cracks a lot.&nbsp; <br>Berserker once again attempts an attack versus everyone with the crevices caused by his vile sword. The attack catches everyone off guard, leaving them unable to counter attack or launch an offensive. It's up to Riley, assuming she can avoid the attack, to do something. &lt;RUN RILEY! RUN NOW!&gt; you hear in your head from both Lancer and the mystery woman at the same time.<br>Roll Result: Saiko rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Berserkers attack vs. all<br>Result: 11,<br>Total: 11<br>(that's 14 for non-servants)<br><br>Roll Result: Saiko rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Lancer<br>Result: 3,<br>Total: 3<br><br>Roll Result: Saiko rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Male Archer<br>Result: 3,<br>Total: 3<br><br>Roll Result: Saiko rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Lady Saber<br>Result: 7,<br>Total: 7<br><br>Roll Result: Saiko rolled: 1d20, adding -3to the total<br>Comment: Sophie<br>Result: 5,<br>Total: 2<br><br>Roll Result: Saiko rolled: 1d20, adding -3to the total<br>Comment: Boy<br>Result: 1,<br>Total: -2<br><br>Roll Result: Saiko rolled: 2d20, adding -3to the total<br>Comment: Attack Damage doubled for the boy<br>Result: 10, 7,<br>Total: 14<br>Damn. Guess it's up to you.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>13-12-2011, 20:51:08</strong>
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				Riley was completely unprepared to defend herself and the boy from attack and took the hit in the worst way possible.<br><br>Roll Result: Undercover rolled: 1d20, adding -1to the total<br>Comment: saving myself and the kid using one of my second extra defenses plus 2 for def mastery<br>Result: 1,<br>Total: 0<br>OOC: I exhausted my options. Not one of my rolls succeeded... and I used my last divine relationship so I have to take the crit fail....<br>HP: 57
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>13-12-2011, 21:11:09</strong>
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				Zane observes Berserker whispering to Salem, becoming slightly curious as to what she just said, before Salem leaves as Izzy comes back in with the delivery crew.&nbsp; He walks over to the head of the crew, and shakes the mans hand.<br><br>"Thanks for the prompt delivery.&nbsp; As you can see we've got a lot of work to do here and the sooner it gets done the better.&nbsp; I think you guys deserve a tip, here ya go, one for all of you."<br><br>He places a stack of 50 dollar bills in the mans hand, one bill for each of the workers.&nbsp; The crew chief gets the guys going making sure they earn the tips Zane just gave him for them, and having them stack everything nice and neat in the middle of the warehouse.<br><br>"Thanks for taking care of that for me Izzy.&nbsp; Now I don't know if you wantt to tell me what that was about Berserker, you don't have to if you don't want to, but I am curious nonetheless."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>14-12-2011, 04:25:30</strong>
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				&lt;Good Job Caster... I'll go investigate outside, smells like someone is trying to pull something...&gt;<br><br>Vince moved for the nearest window avoiding the battle and jumped out rolling forward as he hit the ground and beginning to search for the other masters.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>14-12-2011, 09:07:34</strong>
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				Undercover:<br>You awaken on the battlefield, covered in your own blood from Berserkers last attack. Like you, the others are being assaulted by the madness of Berserkers blade, though they lack the defense against it you have. Even so, you can feel it gnawing away at your consciousness. You don't have long before it completely erodes away what is left of your mind, so you'd better do what the other Riley said if you want to even have a remote chance of survival and save your own sanity. <br><br>One by one, the others succumb to the madness eating away at them and they turn towards you, recognizing you as the only threat left. You now stand alone on the battlefield amidst your former comrades and your enemy. The dust has settled enough that you can see more of your foe. He looks to be a man clad in Samurai armor, wielding a wicked looking Katana.&nbsp; It exudes its vile aura in anticipation of what is going to happen next.<br>&nbsp;<br>(GM: for those of you confused by this, Undercover and I rp'ed some of what happened over the phone. Berserkers sword inflict a murderous bloodlust in those he strikes, as well as himself. After Riley took the full brunt of his attack, she was consumed by madness, however, she was saved by the amulet the mysterious woman gave her.&nbsp; Things do not look good for her though because everyone failed their rolls so miserably, they instantly failed their madness resistance checks, so they can no longer recognize friend from foe. s the only sane one in the area, Riley had better find her epic and soon.)&nbsp; <br><br>-------------------------------------------------<br>Cmpuncle:<br>Berserker tilts her head in a gesture almost akin to a curious dogs. "Well, lesse. I warned Aunt Salem about the servant that's been stalking her, and told her that she should expect an attack from them soon. She wanted to know how I knew about that, and I hinted at some stuff."<br>"Guys, I'm not feeling so good. Two more servants went down about an hour ago, so I think I'm going to go take a nap. Let me know when evening arrives, I think we should go hunting in the forest tonight," Izzy says, making a point to look to Berserker as well. Berserker raises an eyebrow, "oh? do you know what I am?"<br>"I have my theories. You're kind of hunting probably differs from ours though."<br>"You'd be surprised. You should get some rest though. You have a tendency to push yourself really hard."<br>Izzy seems curious about how Berserker knows that, but shrugs it off. She looks really tired, and a bit paler than usual.&nbsp; <br>--------------------------<br>Ninja:<br>As the battle continues within your home, you now find yourself outside.&nbsp; About a mile away, you can see a big dustcloud and what looks to be a demolished building. Several people have gathered there, and it seems a battle is taking place.&nbsp; Even from your vantage point, you can see the aura given off by Berserkers sword. You arrive in time to see Berserker seemingly finish off everyone present, but a few moments later, a lone figure stands up, shakily at first, followed by the rest, but something seems off.&nbsp; Nearby however, the smell of gasoline has gotten stronger. You managed to avoid getting any on you, but it seems that the perimeter of your house has been drenched in the stuff.&nbsp; A man rounds the corner and upon seeing you activates his families crest on his arm.&nbsp; "Don't think you can run away!"&nbsp; He raises his hand and points his finger at you like a gun. Moments later, he fires a Fin Shot at you.<br><br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Fin Shot<br>Result: 20,<br>Total: 20<br>(....)<br><br>damage if hit: 25<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>14-12-2011, 15:59:02</strong>
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				"Yes go ahead and lie down, we can take care of the rest here, we'll wake you when night falls and we're ready to head for the forest."&nbsp; As Izzy heads to lie down Zane turns back to Berserker, "Thank you for being honest I simply didn't want you giving her any reason to be cross, and I am very pleased that you weren't, thank you.&nbsp; But man two servants down in one night, that doesn't bode well, and taht means it happened during the day, which isn't good as I would assume battles are 'supposed' to only take place at night since magic is supposed to remain hidden from the general public."<br><br>By then the delivery crew was finished and packing up, getting ready to leave.&nbsp; "Terrific job guys, if I need anything else tell the owner I'll be sure to come by his place again."&nbsp; The crew head gives Zane a smile and a thumbs up before climbing back in the truck and driving off.<br><br>"Well now that they're gone we can talk strategy and get more acquainted with each othes abilities, while we work on patching the structure up."&nbsp; With that they went to work going over each others abilities while fixing up the structure which took several hours.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>15-12-2011, 08:23:49</strong>
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				(OOC: Time to do or die! I hope you don't mind my visual novel style post, I wanted to emulate how the game does moments like this, so please bear with the unusual style ;) )<br>Riley staggers forward, the effects of Berserkers attack still ravaging her mind and her body. A memory of last night flashes in her head, of how the man had sacrificed himself to defeat Assassin.&nbsp; The memory fills her with resolve to accomplish what must be done next.&nbsp; She arms herself with a rock and stares at it.<br>"Program....loaded."<br><em>Magic is the application of a set of instructions to alter a system. One can think of it as a program used to alter the rules by which the world works.</em><br>As the madness consumes her consciousness, she throws logic at it.<br>"Properties....analyzed."<br><em>The Coates family. We are a group of Magus who specialize in alchemy. The alteration of matter, the application and modification of properties.</em><br>The rock begins to glow in her hands as she focuses her thoughts towards her task.<br><em>Armed as I am, I can not win. The foes arrayed before me are being driven mad by Berserkers Blade.</em><br>"Re-writing data."<br><em>To counter him, I must make an equivalent blade. However, I do not know Projection Magic.</em><br>The madness seeps into her thoughts, but she resolutely keeps focusing.<br><em>My amulet, it holds the recipes for every item that can and will exist, including a suitable noble phantasm to counter it. While I can not reproduce an item, I can impart the properties of that item to another. Gentle Hands, the sword of Masamune, a sword that cuts and restores the innocent, with that I can save everyone.</em><br>She draws upon a power, her power, clumsily accessing the Philosophers Stone's database. The heirloom she had lost all those years ago was the legendary Philosophers Stone, an item that could supposedly turn lead into gold. The stone functions as a library or to be more precise, a cook book. It contains all the information needed to turn anything into something else. She pours one last bit of energy into the rock and with a brilliant flash, she suddenly is holding a beautiful katana.&nbsp; The madness seeping into her brain retreats, replaced with a calm, cold stillness of one prepared to die.<br><em>This is the first time I have held a katana in my hands. My chances of survival are zero at best, but if I do nothing...</em><br>"LANCER! I command you, defend me from yourself and the other servants," she yells, activating her first command seal to force Lancer into being her stalwart defender despite the madness that has claimed his mind. <br>She raises the blade and charges forth, uttering a battle cry that is equal parts bravery and&nbsp; despair. She realizes that she is swinging the blade through the boy she swore to protect, and a burst of terror races through her. Would the sword really heal him? Would she strike him down, after having sworn to protect him?&nbsp; The sword leaves a fatal gash across his torso, and he crumples to the ground. True terror reigns as he lies in a pool of his own blood. "Oh no!"&nbsp; Her terror subsides however as the wound heals and the boy rises up. <br><br>Roll Result: Undercover rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Freeing the boy from his madness I hope...<br>Result: 5,<br>Total: 5<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: does it work?<br>Result: 1,<br>Total: 1<br>(I pm'ed Saiko for the roll result. The rolls were reposted here for convenience sake.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>16-12-2011, 12:17:07</strong>
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				Vince crossed his arms over his chest and took the hit, he slid back a few feet but remained standing with only a bruise on his arms He opened his eyes and smiled.<br><br>"My turn."<br><br>He had been concentrating his magic since the battle began and now it was finally time to unleash some attacks, the first would be to delude the gasoline placed around his house.<br><br>"Prepare yourself! I call this attack Saiko Tsunami!"<br><br>Vince tossed his hands skyward and suddenly flowing out in every direction was Tsunami of boiling hot water, that should wash away the gas and do some damage to his opponent.<br><br><hr><br>Roll Result: Vince rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Saiko Tsunami I couldnt resist<br>Result: 15,<br>Total: 15<br><br>Roll Result: Vince rolled: 3d12<br>Comment: Saiko Tsunami damage<br>Result: 11, 12, 5,<br>Total: 28
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>16-12-2011, 21:07:11</strong>
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				Ninja: (I have nothing further planned for this segment of time. If you wish to get involved in Undercovers battle, you may. Also you can finish anything you want to do with the other masters and then proceed to the evening. I want to get everyone to about 6:30 in the evening soon, but first we must finish Undercovers battle)<br>The magus before you is stunned to see you can mix three elements into a single attack, since a technique of that caliber would require having an affinity for water, wind, and fire.&nbsp; Caught unawares by the nature of the attack and the surprise of your abilities, he is sent backward by the boiling water and screams out in pain. Within your house, a bright light flashes.&nbsp; "Damn it, change of plans," the master says through gritted teeth, the boiling water scalding him.&nbsp; "Archer, come to me!"<br>Nothing happens. "Why won't my command seal work?!"<br>"Because your servant has perished," Saber replies, stepping out of the house, accompanied by Defender and Caster who have rounded up the other master.<br>"No way! They couldn't have been defeated so quickly, Archer was a greek goddess!"<br>"I got a really good hand," Caster replies, revealing the trap card that ended their battle, Mirror Force.<br>"No matter, I can still do this!"<br>The magus draws a rune in the dirt and calls out its name, causing the rune to ignite on fire.&nbsp; The gasoline laden water ignites and makes its way towards the house, but is immediately smothered by one of Defenders barriers.&nbsp; He tackles the magus and pins him down. "Idiot. You've lost! There's no reason for you to fight anymore. Why spread more misery around when you don't have to?!"<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Defense vs. Saiko Tsunami<br>Result: 2,<br>Total: 2<br><br>---------------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>The boy looks over his body and gasps as he realizes the cut on his shirt reveals something underneath. "Thanks for saving me..." he says, his voice sounding much softer and more natural. The fact that he is covering his chest further hints that the "boy" was actually a young girl. "You can ask later," she says, returning her attention to the battle at hand. Before she can react however, Saber and Berserker are attempting to attack you, each with their swords raised to hit you. Meanwhile, Lancer is fighting Archer in the background.&nbsp; <br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 2d20, adding 2to the total<br>Comment: Two separate d20 rolls. +1 per roll not +2 since you have defense combat mastery.<br>Result: 4, 4,<br>Total: 10 (5 and 5, Saber and Berserker Respectively. One is enough to severly injure you. Two hits and you're gone. Don't get hit by both.)<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 2d20, adding 5to the total<br>Comment: Sabers attack damage assuming it hits<br>Result: 18, 12,<br>Total: 35<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 2d20, adding 5to the total<br>Comment: Berserkers attack damage assuming it hits<br>Result: 18, 13,<br>Total: 36<br><br><br><br>----------------------------<br>Cmpuncle: I'll detail some of Berserkers abilities via PM tonight, but I gotta get going to work soon.<br>Current time: 6:30 in the evening.<br>You finish with all of your tasks and Izzy leads you and Berserker to the forest west of the city, across the water.&nbsp; You note the islands on your map and notice that a big house stands on one of them. The bridge mysteriously fell apart the other day, supposedly due to years of neglect.&nbsp; Once in the forest, your servant seems eager to get started. She lets out&nbsp; a high pitched whistle and three wolves gather around her. "Matsi, Anta, Komatsa!"&nbsp; She gets down and hugs and plays with them a bit before explaining. "These are my familiars. They help me on my hunts. Don't be afraid of them, they're quite familiar with you already."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>17-12-2011, 03:09:20</strong>
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				"I'm not at all surprised by them nor am I frightened, thanks to my bestial form, not to mention my mental abilities I'm usually able to be very friendly with most animals, speaking of which," He quickly sprouted fur, his hands and feet became claws, and finally his ears became pointed and sprouted fur as well, "now I'm ready."&nbsp; He ruffled the fur atop the wolves heads, "You know being out here so close to the bridge, after all thats happened makes me wonder if that bridge really fell apart due to neglect, after witnessing that giant dragon last night I wouldn't be surprised if it was the doing of a Servant, though then the question becomes was it on purpose or just collateral damage."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>17-12-2011, 04:41:41</strong>
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				Vince smiled as his crew emerged and kept the house and him well defended.<br><br>"Good work, let's get the command seals from these two and then I never want to see ether of you ever again... if your lucky you'll make it out of the city before your caught, but if you waste time not giving us your seals I'll have Saber give you a twenty second head start then take you both out... Sound like fun?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>17-12-2011, 21:13:26</strong>
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				Riley wasn't surprised that the two servants had ganged up on her, but she wondered what had happened to Sophie.&nbsp; No matter, she had to free Saber from her madness and quickly. Things were going too well for her at the moment, she couldn't afford to let such an opportunity slip by. She dodged their attacks and attempted to slip between them, slicing with Gentle hands as she passed by. <br><br>Roll Result: Undercover rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Defense vs. Saber<br>Result: 16,<br>Total: 16<br><br>Roll Result: Undercover rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Defense vs. Berserker<br>Result: 9,<br>Total: 9<br><br>Roll Result: Undercover rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Attack Vs. Saber<br>Result: 18,<br>Total: 18<br><br>Roll Result: Undercover rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Attack Vs. Berserker<br>Result: 16,<br>Total: 16
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>20-12-2011, 08:32:50</strong>
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				Ninja:<br>Your crew does not seem comfortable with your last statement, Saber in particular. Keep in mind, you've got three good guys on your team, and your last statement sounded rather dark.&nbsp; <br>"What he means to say is that it's in your best interests to leave your seals with us, otherwise you might become targets again. You should accept your loss with dignity and bow out of this war," Defender clarifies, giving you a meaningful look. <br>"Fine, you may take mine, " the guy you scalded says. His seals turn into a book of command and he hands it to Defender. "But I choose to give mine to you. What you do with them now is between the two of you."<br>The woman on the other hand is trembling in rage. "How dare you! I refuse to give my seals to you! Your're the ones who defeated Lancer!&nbsp; If you want my seals, you'll have to take them off of my corpse!" She glares right at you, standing defiantly. "I won't run away. You want them, then have Saber take me out. I will fight to my last breath!" <br>---------------------------------<br>Cmpuncle:<br>As you ruffle the wolves fur, Matsi and Anta roll over and let you scratch their bellies, thoroughly enjoying the attentions. Komatsa on the other hand shies away from you and growls a bit. "Komatsa! Behave!"&nbsp; Komatsa lets up with the growling and walks over to a nearby tree and pisses on it, all the while looking at you.&nbsp; "Sorry, Komatsa's always been that way," says Berserker with an apologetic shrug. <br>"It's entirely possible that a master and servant destroyed the bridge in order to fortify their position. We might want to investigate after our hunt tonight," Izzy comments. Berserker nods, though she seems to have her attention elsewhere. "Something wrong Berserker," Izzy inquires. Berserker listens for a few more moments, and slowly shakes her head<br>&nbsp;"Guess I should get 'get dressed too'." <br><br>&nbsp;Speaking of getting dressed, you realize that she changed her outfit sometime this evening. She now walks barefoot on the forest soil. Furthermore, she has donned a pair of baggy jeans with a few tears in them, and a white tank top that shows off her athletic physique.&nbsp; Covering her head is a black beanie with 4 yellow stripes on it in longitudinal lines and her hands are now sheathed in fingerless gloves. Combined with her albino features, it's a strangely striking ensemble. She closes her eyes and concentrates for a moment. As a cloud coincidentally passes overhead, letting the moon shine upon her and Izzy for a moment. Their pale skin and white hair practically glow in the soft light. <br><br>When she opens her eyes, they are now two toned, with red on the outside and yellow on the inside, surrounding the pupil. They glow with their own inner light and her gaze has become markedly more animalistic. Her hair takes on a life of its own, floating about her as she releases a little more of her power. Her fangs become more pronounced and the nails of her hands become claws.&nbsp; Her ankles change shape so so that her heels no longer touch the ground and her toes sport claws. Her arm and leg muscles also become more pronounced, filling in the bagginess of her clothes, though leaving enough room for more growth. Her dreads return to normal, though they seem a little longer.&nbsp; <br>" For your information, I was born with the ability to take this form.&nbsp; It's only the first stage of the transformation, but any more would be risky. I reserve the full transformation for nights of the full moon or when I enter battle. I have much more control over this form than the next, so keep that in mind. Also, while I do require blood, I do not need it as often as you or Izzy. Also, at my age, I no longer need to worry about the sunlight, though it always had less of an effect on me than it did on either of you."<br>&nbsp;&lt;I'll tell you more in a more secure location, master. If my hunch is correct, I'll get to display my abilities firsthand real soon.&gt;<br>"Anyway, let's get on with the hunt, shall we?"<br>(GM: The names of her familiars are based off of a pack of wolves that I sponsored many years ago. Ironic that one so phobic as me surrounds himself in the imagery of wolves and sponsors a pack.)<br>----------------------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>Berserker takes the hit square on, though the blade doesn't seem to cure his madness, as he is holding the blade responsible for it. Much the same as holding Gentle Hands protects you from his madness, his blade protects him from your sanity. It does not however, protect him from the blades slash, which miraculously, you were able to land an expert hit on him. Though wounded, it does not seem to affect him nearly as much as a wound of its magnitude should. <br>Saber on the other hand seems to have retained some of her skill, which she uses to blocks your attack with her blade and follows with an attack and an attempt to disarm you.&nbsp; From your position, you can see that the girl is fighting Sophie, and for once is actually holding her own.&nbsp; Lancer and Archer are still going at it, every time Lancer attempts to protect you from Saber and Berserker, Archer attacks him, forcing him to keep engaging him. For the time being, you're by yourself against two servants. An attempt at freeing the others from their madness would be incredibly risky. <br>&lt;Hold out for just a little longer Riley! I'm almost there,&gt; says the woman whose identity you now know.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 2d20, adding 6to the total<br>Comment: Two separate d20 rolls. +3 per roll. SaberBerserker<br>Result: 20, 7,<br>Total: 33<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20, adding 5to the total<br>Comment: Your damage vs. Berserker<br>Result: 17,<br>Total: 22<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20, adding 3to the total<br>Comment: Sabers Counter attack<br>Result: 8,<br>Total: 11<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20, adding 1to the total<br>Comment: Sabers disarm attempt<br>Result: 7,<br>Total: 8<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>21-12-2011, 03:04:37</strong>
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				Well no shoes was certainly odd for this part of the world but the rest hit the current fashion trend head on, at least he wouldn't have to worry about her not blending in.&nbsp; Although he wasn't quite sure how well Berserkers new look fared when combined with her bestial form.&nbsp; "Well I'll admit that's another surprise you got on me.&nbsp; As for the bridge I would definitely like to check that out once we're finished.&nbsp; Glad I remembered to bring my bottle, it definitely needs a refill."&nbsp; He turned to Izzy, "Ready to go my dear?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>21-12-2011, 13:08:59</strong>
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				"Damn, she called my bluff..."<br><br>Vince said under his breath to the others, he had never had any intention of sending someone to kill anyone but if he could scare them enough into just giving up the seals easily it would have worked...<br><br>"Someone, do something to make her believe we would kill her for her seals... and do it without causing any injury or pain."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>21-12-2011, 20:35:50</strong>
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				Riley was surprised to not be attacked by Berserker following her own attack, but she wasn't going to let an opportunity slip by.&nbsp; She deftly avoided Sabers strike, preferring to avoid clashing swords because of her inexperience. However, she was forced to block Sabers next attack and very nearly lost her grip on her weapon, but held on through sheer determination.&nbsp; "Saber, it's time you woke up from your nightmare!" Riley mounts a savage assault against Saber, in the hopes of landing a good enough blow to free her from Berserker. Or at least she attempted too. Her inexperience with fighting and swords shows in an epic failure on her part.&nbsp; <br>(OOC: damn epic fail.)&nbsp; <br><br><br>Roll Result: Undercover rolled: 1d20, adding 2to the total<br>Comment: Defense Vs. Saber<br>Result: 15,<br>Total: 17<br><br>Roll Result: Undercover rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Defense Vs. Disarm second defense<br>Result: 8,<br>Total: 8<br><br>Roll Result: Undercover rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Attack vs. Saber<br>Result: 1,<br>Total: 1
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>22-12-2011, 20:50:40</strong>
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				Everyone: Undercover, Ninja, you have two segments to read. Cmpuncle, yours is the last segment.<br>If my post makes any of you uncomfortable, I'll change it. OOC knowledge, the person who did this to you wanted to mess with you guys. <br>------------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>Your inept attack causes you to stumble forward. Instead of receiving an attack from Saber or Berserker though, you catch a glimpse of Archer, aiming his noble phantasm at you.&nbsp; With a twang, the weapon leaps from his bow and hurtles toward you. At the last second, Lancer jumps in front of you and the weapon pierces his heart. You can feel clarity return to him as he stoically remains standing. "I'm sorry master. I have failed you..." Slowly he fades away, becoming one with the grail. Archer notches another weapon into his bow, while Saber and Berserker approach your from behind at a perfect 45 degree angle.&nbsp; Sophie has gotten the girl pinned on the ground and is choking her, the last gasps of resistance slowly fading from her. It looks like all is lost.....<br>-------------------------------------<br>Ninja: <br>Suddenly a servant and master appear at the gates to your estate.&nbsp; Suprisingly, the master looks identical to the one who you were confronting. "Oh, hello dear sister....fancy meeting YOU here. Tell me, are you ready to give me your servant?! I won't take no for an answer, command seal Lancer to serve me!"<br>"Master, we don't have time for this, " her servant says. She is an old woman with kind eyes that show obvious concern. Her attention seems focused on the battle down the road. "We have to save Riley, if we don't, this grail war will end tragically!"<br>"SILENCE! I command seal you to attack my sister till she surrenders Lancer to me!" <br>"You're too late, Lancer was defeated," the twin sister says.<br>"Lies!"<br>The voice comes from a third identical master as she steps out from around the building.&nbsp; "Lancer would never fall so easily! Caster, execute the plan!"<br>"Aye, milady!"<br>A strange wave of energy washes over all the gathered individuals, yourself included. The world starts spinning and then fades to black.<br>---------------------------------------<br>Undercover: <br>Just when everything seems at its worst, a strange spell falls over the battlefield. You glimpse all the gathered individuals collapsing, unconscious, before you follow suit.<br>------------------------------------------------<br>Current time: 6:30 P.M.<br>Ninja: You wake up in a bed. A NICE bed. No one else is in the room, save for a girl who has a nasty wound that looks to have been inflicted hours ago. Her breathing is really shallow, and the sheets are soaked with her blood.&nbsp; Most of her clothes are lying about, also soaked with her blood, though her important parts are still clothed. She is still unconscious but you can tell she'll need medical help and soon.&nbsp; You find that you too are in a similar state of undress, though your only wound is from the attack that one master inflicted on you.&nbsp; More alarmingly however, are your lack of command seals, and the blood on your hands. Furthermore, your energy seems to be cuffed again. You note that the girl in the bed with you has one green command seal.<br>-------------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>You wake up to find Vincent taking stock of the situation, including your nasty wound that Berserker inflicted on you.&nbsp; You notice the room is quite posh, with mahogany furniture,&nbsp; expensive paintings, rare vintage wines, and a view of the New York skyline. It would appear that you are in an penthouse suite within a building in New York, though how you could possibly have gotten there is still a mystery.&nbsp; The clock on the wall varies between 6:30 8:30 2:30 30:30 and 6:30. Your watch however reads 6:30.&nbsp; <br>From somewhere downstairs, the sound of piano playing can be heard. You are able to identify the song as "Moonlight Sonata".&nbsp; Given your new situation, it gives you the shivers, though that might be from your low body temperature caused by blood loss.&nbsp; It's been several hours since you battle and your wound was never treated. It would appear that whomever left you in this bed with this stranger intended to leave you for dead. You also note that your weapon is missing, though you still have your amulet.&nbsp; You can tell that Vincent is NOT the one who did this to you as he looks as confused and surprised as you feel. <br>-------------------------<br>Cmpuncle:<br>"Ready."<br>Your party departs into the forest, in search of animals to "hunt".&nbsp; After a few minutes of searching, you and Berserker seem to catch the scent of a herd of deer. The smell is coming from a few miles away, and was carried on the breeze, Berserkers familiars fan out and begin hunting in typical wolf fashion.&nbsp; "this is all too easy," Berserker says, her senses alert for anything and everything.&nbsp; Despite everything, you feel like you're being watched.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>24-12-2011, 17:19:35</strong>
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				Feeling an odd sensation as if being watched, Zane opens himself up to take in thoughts again, sifting through them for any one or thing that may be observing them.<br><br>&lt;Keep going, just be sure to save some for me, I've got a feeling I want to check on.&nbsp; Don't worry I'll make sure not to get in trouble, and I'll call if something comes up.&gt;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>01-01-2012, 06:07:12</strong>
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				Riley blushes as she hurries to cover herself up. <br>&lt;Lancer....&gt; <br>instinctively, she calls to a servant who is no longer with her.&nbsp; <em>he died, protecting me....</em>&nbsp; <br>"I don't know who you are, but I hope you have some answers, like where am I, and who are you! Last thing I remember, I was fighting against Saber and Berserker, Lancer protected me from Archer, then I end up in this bed," she says to Vincent, wary of her situation. <em>oh crap....I just might have given away too much information! What if he's not even a magus?!</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>06-01-2012, 15:25:26</strong>
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				Vince sat up in the bed feeling disoriented and angry that he had been captured so easily, They had all been out in the yard, it didn't make any sense how none of his servants could protect him from whatever it was that happened.<br><br>Vince looked around and spotted someone laying in bed bleeding a lot and then he noticed she was awake and trying to move. He quickly approached her.<br><br>"Are you alright, just a moment."<br><br>Vince checked to see if he had any of his healing stones and he could feel his power had been subdued again... he then began the most basic healing technique he could muster to at least close her wounds before he tore up some bed sheets and wrapped her up in them.<br><br>"I'm sorry, this is the best I can do at the moment... what's your name?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>08-01-2012, 20:59:38</strong>
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				Cmpuncle:<br>You sense someone gauging you and your group. It seems like they're searching for something or someone, but you can't tell what. They are keeping themselves well guarded.&nbsp; They seem wary of revealing themselves, especially with Berserker nearby. For her part, Berserker seems to have acquiesced to your request, and has continued onward, though you can feel she is still quite close by.&nbsp; It would appear she has no intent on leaving you completely undefended.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><br><br>--------------------<br>Digital/ Undercover:<br>(GM: go ahead and converse for a bit. )
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>09-01-2012, 06:16:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Zane knew Berserker would stay near enough to help if needed and that didn't really bother him, but he didn't like that whoever was looking for someone was able to shroud their thoughts from him so well, generalities tended to get on his nerves.&nbsp; Well at least that confirmed his suspicions about their being a master/servant pair nearby most likely on the now isolated island, which meant they would either have to lure the pair out of hiding or Zane would need to find some way over that water, since swimming through the river would spell death for him.&nbsp; He quickly rejoined Berserker and Izzy.<br><br>"Well it would seem my suspicions about their being a master/servant pair nearby were correct, but if they really are on that island that's going to pose a problem, as swimming through the river would be a death sentence for me."<br><br>Zane caught sight of the deer herd and motioned to the others to get in position.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>09-01-2012, 20:11:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you...I'm Riley Coates. So you're a magus. I was hoping you knew what happened and how we got here," she replies, grateful that he seemed too preoccupied to hear what she said earlier. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>09-01-2012, 21:11:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So you have a lancer servant... I am Caster's Master, Last I remember we where finished with a battle when we were attacker by... I think another Caster... but that makes no sense..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 19:33:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cmpuncle:<br>Silently, everyone takes their positions, including Berserkers familiars.&nbsp; After quietly observing for a few minutes, Berserker draws your attention to one of the deer with a limp.&nbsp; It'd be the easiest to take down.&nbsp; The wolves seem anxious to move, but they're waiting on Berserker and Berserker is waiting on you.<br><br>-------------------------------<br>Undercover and Ninja:<br>From somewhere in the house, the piano playing is getting more prominent.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>15-01-2012, 03:55:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Very well I'll make the first move then.</em>&nbsp; Zane tensed his muscles, aimed, and sprung from his crouch landing on top of the injured deer.&nbsp; Quickly he sank his teeth into the creatures neck and drained just enough to sustain him as well as as refill his bottle, while still leaving enough that the creature would still survive after a good nights sleep, well not taking into account it's injury.&nbsp; He hoped that it would not perish because of the combination of its injury and blood loss.&nbsp; Once the deer passed out he looked up to see how the others were faring.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 20:40:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Correction...I had a Lancer servant. My servant was killed in battle by an Archer servant. I recognize you from last night, you were saved by that other master," she replies, taking further stock of their situation. "Hey, do you hear someone playing the piano? Perhaps they know what's going on?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 21:38:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I hear it... something doesn't feel right though... alright, I'll try the door and see if we can escape... This whole place may just be an illusion spell..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>21-01-2012, 01:19:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cmpuncle:<br>As you look up you see Berserker miraculously deflect a spike attached to a chain.&nbsp; At the other end of said spiked chain is a woman with long, purple hair. A black leather outfit covers her body and a metal visor covers her eyes. Distracted by the sudden attack, Izzy does not notice a man drop behind her. He places a hand on her shoulder and she instantly goes limp. "Well that almost went as planned." He says as he looks in your direction. He is a lean man, looks to be in his thirties, and is wearing jeans, a tshirt and a dark overcoat. An eyepatch covers his left eye. <br><br>___________<br>Ninja and undercover<br>The door opens without any issue, leading into a hallway. Directly opposite your room is another door with light seeping out under the crack. Going left down the hallway leads to a dead end. Going right leads to a stairway. The melody appears to be.coming from below. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>21-01-2012, 03:46:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well I knew there was someone watching us, now I would suggest you leave my friend there, " he pointed at Izzy, "alone so this doesn't have to get any uglier than it needs to be.&nbsp; I would prefer not to have to kill you."&nbsp; Though he was somewhat frantic inside he kept his composure well enough, so as to not betray how he truly felt, as that would give their newest enemy something to use against him.<br><br>&lt;Berserker go ahead and focus on the servant, I've got to try and get Izzy out of danger.&gt;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>21-01-2012, 12:26:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vince looked down the hall in both directions then moved to the door with the light underneath being careful not to let his feet give away his presence, as he turns the knob.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>22-01-2012, 07:29:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Riley, not wanting to walk around in her present attire, picks up her ruined clothes. <em>well, at least magic can be convenient.</em>&nbsp; She ponders whether to turn her old clothes into something more useful or just return them to their former condition. Deciding on the latter, she quickly puts on her "new" old clothes free of blood stains or damage while Casters master heads into the hallway. Now properly dressed, she follows him and waits in the room just beyond their doorway, ready for anything.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 20:19:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cmpuncle:<br>&lt;Roger&gt;<br>Berserker engages the opponents Rider servant as the man before you chuckles.&nbsp; "Oh, you need not worry about your 'friend', I just used a sleep spell on her. Wouldn't want her getting hurt while I deal with you, after all. Considering she's VERY important to our goals, we wouldn't want anything...unfortunate to happen to her.&nbsp; Even if she is the McLeod's heir," he says, his voice filled with contempt. <br>He gently sets her aside and approaches you, stopping just out of attack range. "You have two options. 1, the quick and easy way, you use one of your command seals and force your servant to kill herself, and I leave with the girl. Or you could pick option 2, we fight, you die, and I leave with the girl. Which is it going to be?"<br>Behind you, you can hear the sounds of metal on metal clashing, fast and furious. You feel Berserkers reassuring presence in your head.<br>&lt;She's good. Her speed is on par with mine, if not better, but she's not as strong. Still, she lacks the means to kill me, so you can focus on saving Izzy. I'll keep her from interfering.&gt;<br>"Well, what's it going to be," the man before you asks, starting to get impatient. Up close, you can see that he has a scar running down his face.&nbsp; <br>---------------------------------------<br>Ninja: <br>You open the door to find a young girl in a silk, white dress, the kind you see people wear to special outings or when going to Church. She is frantically searching for something within the room.&nbsp; A single command seal glows on her right hand. She has not yet noticed you.&nbsp; You feel the building shake from some impact below, but the music never stops.<br>&lt;sdlksajfkla ,Master, sjfdklasjdkfj&gt;<br>------------------------------------<br>Undercover:<br>With the impact shaking the building, you notice that part of the room seems less opulent all of a sudden, but you can't tell why just yet.&nbsp; As quickly as you notice it, things return to seemingly normal. The music starts playing, more insistently than before.&nbsp; <br><br>----------------------------------------------<br>Background:<br>Defender crashes into the wall sending reverberations throughout the building.&nbsp; Standing before him is the man with the vile looking sword, the other Berserker.&nbsp; Clear of the rubble of his previous battle, he appears to be an Asian man wearing traditional Samurai armor.&nbsp; Beyond Beserker lies a scene of utter pandemonium.&nbsp; Vincent's caster is fighting Sophie's Archer, with both his Dark Magician and Dark Magician girl on the field.&nbsp; An old woman is fighting against a black dragon with red eyes, and beyond them the three sabers are clashing in a heated free-for-all.&nbsp; The room they occupy shows a great deal of damage from the combat yet there are no doors, windows, or apparent exits of any kind. Mysteriously, a hidden light source illuminates them all from above. Defender extricates himself from the wall and projects another sword, his last one destroyed by Berserkers last attack.&nbsp; "Damn you! Where are all our masters?!"<br>Berserker replies with another wave of vile energy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>25-01-2012, 01:40:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"'What'll it be?' you ask?&nbsp; Did you truly need to ask?&nbsp; I gave you the option of simply letting our servants decide this, to avoid unnecessary loss of life, and obviously you have chosen to force an unnecessary death."<br><br>He let out a clear, angered howl, before lunging at the man with his claws.<br><br>Roll Result: Zane rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Lunging attack<br>Result: 3, <br>Total: 3<br>(OOC:ugh horrible roll)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>25-01-2012, 02:33:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vince decided to leave the girl alone for now as he turned to his new companion.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 07:38:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Riley carefully looks around for more disturbances like before. "This place seems to be one big illusion. I noticed the distortion waned a little with that last impact," she says in a hushed voice to Vincent, so as not to alert the girl to their presence. "Perhaps we could break the illusion if we used enough magic on it?"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 13:50:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not a bad idea but my magic has been restrained once again... weather or not that's true I won't be able to use much."<br><br>Nince looked at his hands for a moment then reached around behind him to check his back pockets and found the three blank cards he had with him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 16:27:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cmpuncle:<br>&nbsp;19<br>The man easily dodges your lunge by stepping aside. He summons a lance into his hands and grins. "Oh, so are you saying that if Rider were to win, you'd let me take the girl?"<br>_________<br>Ninjacover<br>&nbsp;Of the 5 blank cards you had, 3 remain blank. Two of them have changed though. One is a normal monster, Millenium Shield and a second has become a quick play magic card, My Body as a Shield. <br><br>The girl notices the the two of you and blushes furiously as she grabs some sheets off the bed and wraps them around herself. "How long have you two been there, and more importantly, where are my normal clothes," she asks, trying to cover up her nice dress.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 04:33:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No I did not mean that, but judging from what you've said, should your servant win all the way through you'll get her anyway, so why kidnap her unnecessarily?&nbsp; Besides I am perfectly capable of keeping her safe if thats all you're worried about."<br><br>Zane realized this guy's reflexes were obviously decent enough to give him trouble, normally, perhaps though he could take reflexes out of the equation by covering the area in a veil of darkness that only he could see in.&nbsp; Then perhaps he could rescue Izzy while at least disorienting her captor, long enough to at least hide her from him.<br><br>Roll Result: Zane rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Covering the two Masters and a 2000 foot radius in a veil of darkness only Zane can see in.<br>Result: 18, <br>Total: 18<br>(OOC: now THAT'S better!)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>30-01-2012, 15:37:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"We apologize for disturbing you, we have no intention of hurting you and, we don't know where your cloths are... we are simply looking for a way out of this place."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>02-02-2012, 05:10:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I take it you've only recently awoken here as well," Riley says while looking away, wanting to ease the distraught girls mind. "I'm not sure what's going on, but I have a feeling we're about to find out. With all this shaking, I'm starting to worry. I think we should head out."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>04-02-2012, 08:25:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Cmpuncle: <br>As darkness falls around him, you catch the glimpse of a smile on his face. It's an arrogant smile that only pisses you off further.&nbsp; In the dark gloom, you can see Berserkers familiars circling him, teeth bared and ready to lunge once darkness falls. The leader of the pack, Komatsa lunges for his throat but is batted away by his lance.&nbsp; Anta goes for his right leg, but yelps in pain as she is speared. You can feel Berserker flinch as the blow ends one of her pack.&nbsp; Matsi however, manages to barely break through his defenses and tears into his left arm. Having an angry wolf attached to an arm will do that after all causes him to start howling in a mixture or rage and pain.&nbsp; His servant soon follows suit as Berseker takes advantage of Rider's inability to see and lands a crushing kick to her sternum, sending her flying into a nearby tree. A loud "crack!" echoes through the night as the tree splits halfway up the middle.&nbsp; Rider somehow manages to extricate herself from the doomed tree and readies herself for Berserker, a little dazed and winded, but otherwise still in the fight, minus a few ribs. You can feel mana welling in the area as Rider readies herself for Berserkers next move.&nbsp; The lance wielding man somehow manages to extricate his arm from the hungry wolf and attempts to keep himself from being between the two wolves, with little success.&nbsp; You note that he's closed his good eye. <br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20, adding 3to the total<br>Comment: Riders Defense vs. Darkness<br>Result: 3,<br>Total: 6<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Lancers defense vs. Darkness (not adding the + 1 that ought to be here for the McFarlane "blind fighting" bonus)<br>Result: 17,<br>Total: 17<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Wolf Attack<br>Result: 19,<br>Total: 19<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d10<br>Comment: Wolf Attack damage<br>Result: 4,<br>Total: 4<br>(76 hp)<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 3d20<br>Comment: Berserkers damage vs. Rider<br>Result: 7, 4, 11,<br>Total: 22 + massive sneak attack bonus<br>(60 HP)<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d5<br>Comment: Charge<br>Result: 1,<br>Total: 1 (vhat in ze hell?)<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Lancer unequip hungry wolf<br>Result: 3,<br>Total: 3<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Matsi Enjoy tasty Lancer<br>Result: 3,<br>Total: 3<br><br>-----------------------------------<br>UnderNinja:<br>"Hey... It IS you," the girl exclaims as she recognizes Riley.&nbsp; "I thought maybe Berserker had done something and finished us off, but then we ended up here," she comments as she looks around for her clothes one last time before resignedly tossing the sheet away.&nbsp; She looks rather good in the dress, but you can tell she doesn't feel comfortable wearing it. "Anyway, you're right, we should get a move on. So, who's your friend," she asks Riley.&nbsp; Riley is able to note that the girl seems much more talkative now than before.<br><br>Vincent on the other hand is able to note that the room looks vaguely familiar. As if he's seen it somewhere before. He also feels a slight headache for a brief moment.&nbsp; <br>(gm: go ahead and roll to see if you recognize the room.)<br>&lt;master, are you nearby?&gt;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>04-02-2012, 12:17:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vince suddenly placed his right hand to his forehead and clutched it in pain.<br><br>"Damn..."<br><br>Roll Result: DigitLninja rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: memory roll<br>Result: 19
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>04-02-2012, 16:26:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>That worked well aside from Bersekers pack mate being taken down, although admittedly I wasn't expecting them to join in, though I guess I should have.</em>&nbsp; It did annoy him that the man had been smiling as the veil had gone up, but not really that much.&nbsp; Now that his advantage was in place it was time to strike.<br><br>"Its too bad you didn't choose to hand her over peacefully, I must apologize in advance for what you have forced me to do."<br><br>His first priority was to get Izzy out of this mans custody, he still intended to not harm him unless he forced him to.&nbsp; So he quietly and swiftly made his way through the veil towards Izzy, attempting to pull her away without the mans knowledge.<br><br>Roll Result: Zane rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Retrieving Izzy covertly<br>Result: 2, <br>Total: 2<br>(OOC: Dang it I get crap rolls when it matters, and good ones when it doesn't matter!)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>06-02-2012, 19:41:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It'd take more than that for Berserker to finish me," Riley declares with false bravado. Berserker scared the shit out of her, and the prospect of meeting him again someday sent shivers down her back.&nbsp; "Don't worry about your clothes, once we're out of here, I'll make something more akin to your tastes. I promised Saber I'd look after you, remember? Anyway, this is...come to think of it, he never told me his name. Actually, I don't think you and I traded names either. I'm Riley Coates, formerly a master of a Lancer servant," she says in reply to the girls question.&nbsp; <br>Inwardly, she smiles as the girl seems to be coming out of her shell. Perhaps having her gender revealed had made her more open to others. But why had she tried to pass off as a boy in the first place? Perhaps there would be time to ask her later.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>16-02-2012, 03:18:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ninja/Undercover)<br>(GM: Since you rolled so high, and I've changed my mind about something anyway, I shall reveal to you something else.&nbsp; In the past few posts, your servant tried to communicate with you.&nbsp; If you highlight the text, you can find out what he said.)<br><br>Vincent is about to recognize the room when he realizes that his servant has been attempting to communicate with him.&nbsp; &lt;Master, are you alright?&gt; Every time he tries to communicate with Vincent, his headache gets worse and then recedes,&nbsp; as if the effort of hearing him is what's causing it. However, now that the connection is re-established, they can hear each other more clearly.<br><br>The girl nods, "right.&nbsp; It's a pleasure to finally know your name, Riley Coates. I'm Tim.&nbsp; Just Tim. My father was a douche bag," she says with a bittersweet smile, as if that is explanation enough. She takes Rileys hand and starts pulling her towards the stairs, looking expectantly toward Vincent, "and you are?"<br>----------------------------------------<br>Cmpuncle:<br>As you head toward Izzy, your smack into a barrier.&nbsp; "Will you stop worrying about the girl? She isn't going anywhere, and I'm seriously trying to keep her out of this fight," the man irately growls at you.&nbsp; Hearing him speak, the two familiars lunge at him from both sides, but he dodges them with ease.&nbsp; He reaches into his coat and pulls out a gun with his free hand and takes aim in your general direction before firing. Meanwhile, Berserker continues to attack Rider, who has now gone on the defensive.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20, adding -1to the total<br>Comment: Detecting stealth<br>Result: 8,<br>Total: 7<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 2d20<br>Comment: wolves attacking<br>Result: 5, 14,<br>Total: 19<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 2d20<br>Comment: Lancers defense<br>Result: 18, 5,<br>Total: 23<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20, adding -2to the total<br>Comment: Shot in the dark<br>Result: 14,<br>Total: 12<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d8<br>Comment: gun damage<br>Result: 1,<br>Total: 1<br>(WTF!)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>16-02-2012, 12:01:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Vince was still holding his head as he looked to the girl.<br><br>"I'm Vince, and I think I just opened communication with my servant... just a minute, my head is clearing a bit..."<br><br>&lt;Pharaoh, I'm so happy to hear from you, where am I, what's going on?&gt;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>17-02-2012, 04:00:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I keep trying because its not the fight that concerns me about her safety, it's what you'll do afterwards that concerns me."&nbsp; He took the mans glancing shot as he pulled himself up from hitting the barrier.&nbsp; "I have to admit that was a lucky shot for having fired from within my veil, most that get caught in it aren't even that lucky.&nbsp; But again if you are worried about her well being, then you need not do anything, I can tell she is perfectly capable of taking care of herself, not to mention I have promised myself to ensure her safety myself.....and remember I would prefer not to kill you but if you continue to hold her against her will I will not be held responsible for what happens."<br><br>This time he decided to go for a knockout blow to the top of the mans head.<br><br><br>Roll Result: Zane rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: shot in the dark defense<br>Result: 2, <br>Total: 2<br><br>Roll Result: Zane rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: knockout blow to the top of the head<br>Result: 5, <br>Total: 5<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>22-02-2012, 02:28:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Riley decides not to push the issue and waits for Vince to finish talking with his servant. Thoughts of lancer start popping into her head but she quickly pushes them aside. Time to focus on the here and now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Saikotsu</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 07:25:38</strong>
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				DigitlNinja/ UnderCoverLover:<br>&lt;I don't know, master. It looks like we've fallen into one of the other servants traps. I'm in a featureless room with a lot of other servants and it's total pandemonium in here.&nbsp; Something is seriously wrong here, there are servants here of classes we've already defeated, and there's even a servant of a class I don't recognize. Where are you?&gt;<br><br>Tim meanwhile&nbsp; plops down on the floor and begins concentrating.<br><br>------------------------------------<br>Cmpuncle:<br><br>As Zane makes his way to knock out his opponent, the wolves start circling again, wary of their elusive prey.&nbsp; "You don't get it at all, do you.&nbsp; I'm Lancer, of the McFarlane clan.&nbsp; I, like all my family members, have trained every day of my life to become the best candidate for winning the holy grail.&nbsp; Nothing is beyond us in our quest to obtain it!" Just then, Zane attempts to knock him out, but Lancer turns and blocks with his gun arm.&nbsp; " Don't make me laugh. I don't even feel any killing intent from you.&nbsp; You're more concerned for her safety than you are about fighting me!&nbsp; Such weak resolve will only end up getting the both of you killed! Such a weak master doesn't deserve the grail!"<br>&nbsp;Before he can counterattack, the two familiars lunge at him from each side. A painful yelp marks the death of another familiar, as his lance pierces one of them in the chest.&nbsp; With a sweeping motion he dislodges the dead wolf from his weapon and throws it into its packmate. He looks right in your direction.&nbsp; "I gotta admit, you're darkness is becoming a real pain.&nbsp; If I were an average opponent, I'd have been defeated long ago by this tactic, but you see, every time we McFarlane's use magic, we lose a bit of our eyesight. It's a curse your girlfriends family placed on us. I'm nearly blind as it is, so the darkness barely affects me! Alas, I'm a busy man and I simply do not wish to waste another minute with you, so it's time for you to DIE!" He punctuates his last statement with a lunge in your direction, the point of his lance aimed straight at your heart.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: Knockout Defense<br>Result: 14,<br>Total: 14<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 2d20<br>Comment: wolf attacks<br>Result: 4, 14,<br>Total: 18<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 2d20, adding -1to the total<br>Comment: wolf defense<br>Result: 20, 13,<br>Total: 32<br><br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 1d20, adding -1to the total<br>Comment: Lancer attack<br>Result: 16,<br>Total: 15<br><br>Roll Result: Saikotsu rolled: 2d10<br>Comment: damage if it hits<br>Result: 4, 7,<br>Total: 11
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DigitLninja</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 14:00:06</strong>
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				&lt;We seem to be in a mansion, I am with two masters one clamming to be Lancers master.&gt;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cmpuncle</strong> on <strong>29-02-2012, 01:11:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Who says you HAVE to have a killing intent to win the grail?&nbsp; I will do what I must, but if there's no need to kill a particular person then I intend to do what I can to avoid unnecessary deaths.&nbsp; After all if one should win the grail by doing terrible things, what's to say the grail can't be corrupted, or that there won't be any repercussions?&nbsp; No the only way to win any sort of contest is with integrity and sportsmanship, if only to a minimal degree."<br><br><em>I hate to rely on Berserkers friends, especially after two of them of been taken down so easily but it seems they're the best option so far to do anything even if that only means distracting him long enough for Berserker to finish the job.</em><br><br>&lt;I'm not having too much luck here Berserker, I'll keep doing my best to distract and prevent him from aiding his servant, but you may want to see what you can do about finishing up quickly.&gt;<br><br><em>Alright now that I've warned Berserker let's see what we can do to distract him some more.</em><br><br>He caught the last wolf's attention and motioned for it to attack from behind, while he opened up his mind grabbing the minds of any animals in the area, except Berserkers friend, and ordering them to swarm the man, biting was ok but not excessively, only enough to keep him distracted and not to kill him.<br><br>Roll Result: Zane rolled: 1d20<br>Comment: animal mind control in the area<br>Result: 9, <br>Total: 9<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fate, Seventh Sacrifice (Private)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Undercov3rL0ver</strong> on <strong>04-03-2012, 19:23:08</strong>
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				Riley crossed her arms for a moment before deciding to do something whilst they waited. Unarmed as they were, they would be easy pickings if a Servant were to ambush them. So she decided she would try to recreate Lancers sword. <br>Total: 20<br>
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