[h1]Rider[/h1]
As Mamoru finished the chant, a blinding red light shone from the center of the circle. Spurs jingled as [url=http://img.booru.org/grognard//images/9/4b755da71dc7ae62866fa0288ce1757fd6f49e6f.jpg]a man in a long duster[/url] appeared, walking over to the chair in the corner of the room. From one of his pockets, he took rolling paper and tobacco, rolling up a smoke. Wordlessly, he struck a match on his thumb, bringing it up to his cigarette and taking a long drag. Finally, he tipped his hat to look Mamoru over, and spoke in a thick southern drawl:

"Awright, kiddo, let's get this over with. What makes you think I should accept you for my Master? What're you plannin' to do with the Grail?"

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[h1]Erasmus Tormod[/h1]
Tormod Manor. A sprawling home of a line of maguses dating back to the age of Vikings. Runes served as deterrents against other magi, which was fortunate- he was preparing to summon a Servant for the upcoming Grail War. The house's butler, a tremendous man in a custom-tailored suit, stood behind Erasmus as he finished the ritual, chanting in old Germanic tongues.

"You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance!"