[b]Alexander Nevsky[/b]

Nevsky watched on with the patience of someone born to rule as the man he had addressed simply stood there, as if he had been overcome by his Charisma. Which to be fair was a concern he supposed, though at least he wasn't acting like a peasant or something like that. It would be fairly unbecoming of a summoner to do something like that, religion or not. But he was in no hurry, so he waited patiently until the man did respond to his presence. 

To put a point upon it. he would admit that his Master seemed a bit feeble, voice low and barely audible were it not for his superior senses. It confirmed what he had already known though, and that was enough to move forward with this whole thing and towards the purpose that he had been summoned for in the first place. 

With a step forward he dropped to a knee, head bowed as if he was showing his allegiance to the Khan once again, though this man was hardly the horse borne warriors that had taken over his country. "So I ask, are you my liege?" Maybe not Master, but it was an alteration that shouldn't be a problem, as far as he knew.

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[b]Cecil Lavernth[/b]

Cecil watched with wide eyes as a figure appeared in the circle, created by mana and maintained by the Grail, a Heroic Spirit given physical form at his call. And what a figure it was, strong, two swords, someone that could fight and do the sorts of things that he himself couldn't. A grin split his face as the light faded away to reveal the warrior in full. The catalyst he had gotten had definitely done the job for him, that much was clear. And the relief of having done it right, to not need to worry anymore. That was welcome too. 

He took a moment to compose himself before nodding, bowing as well. "Hello. I am Cecil Lavernth, your Master. Let our bond endure until the end of our trial." A prickly feeling appeared on his hand, and he glanced down to see the glowing red there of the command seal, indicating that he was a Master. A sight he had never expected to see, and honestly he still wasn't sure whether it was real. But the red lines were hard to deny, and he memorized them before looking back up at his Servant, Saber. 

Looking back upwards once again, he could see that his Servant was confused, and he quickly moved to assuage the concerns that the man might have, even as he checked Saber's parameters. Yep, definitely what he had been hoping for, as he skimmed the numbers that appeared. "Thank you for your support. In a journey like the one we're going to be going on, I think we'll need it." Sure, there were a lot of other strong Servants around, but Zelretch wouldn't have gotten them together if they weren't all needed for the project to succeed. 

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