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Wheeew! Just finished a month long project I have been working on, 6 days a week, 9-12 hours a day nonstop painting. Im pretty damn stoked, and ready to get back to you guys. Yay world.

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@Raijinslayer posted, forgot to put your name in the first time, so im putin it here in case the edit does not work

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Oliver Hallett

@Raijinslayer

"Oh... yessss." Mr. Hallett paused, looking at the time and realizing with some embarrassment that he had been rambling through the night. Tentatively he flipped through a few pages of his NOTEBOOK, but realized quickly that recovering his question was a lost cause. "Yes I can be long winded I admit. From time to, ah, time that is." He would have to get to his questioning of this spirit later. He had been hoping to get the jump on everyone by having already interviewed his summons, but it seemed he had burned that bridge.

When he looked up from his book, the spirit was suddenly polishing a sword.

The elderly magus studied the blade that the apparition had produced with some degree of alarm. He hadn't expected it to be able to leave its circle in the first place, much less produce what looked like a fully functional weapon. He has a distinct feeling that the thing in its hands was not ethereal. It was no wisp of shadowy memory dug up from the grave, like something that a wraith might brandish. This sword was solid, definite and keener looking in fact than any real sword he had ever seen. In fact, it possessed a beauty the likes of which he had never expected to find in a blade... Disconcerting, but highly remarkable.

More worrying however were some of the spirits comments. Somehow Oliver was getting the distinct impression that he was missing something.

"Fend off the other Masters? I beg your pardon?"

Speaking of the other participants he rummaged through his pocket retrieving the letter and hastily removing the tape. His vision seemed blurry, probably from lack of sleep, but it was nothing a good mug of strong coffee wouldn't sort out! Odd though that a spirit would take interest in the mail. Blinking at it he found himself looking at what seemed to be some sort of party invitation...

"Oh! Hullo, I was expecting this! The other participants of the... hmm, they seem to be calling it a war... in any case the other members of this experiment, the one pertaining to your own summoning I mean, are going to meet for something of a party this afternoon. I hope to make a good impression!"

Folding his letter he gazed across the room once more, considering the ghost that was looking right at him. Its gaze was quite penetrating, and it made him uncomfortable. "Look, I am sure you are confused about many things. I haven't done an introduction to what is going on here very well i'm afraid. And this time period can be so confusing, even to someone who lives in it! We will be attending a social event to meet the other scholars who have gathered here. The plan is to call forth many figures through history! I have to say, your own summoning came out rather better than I expected! You even have a definite form, that's rare for these sorts of things. If I may be optimistic, you should be the crowning jewel of the meeting!"

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@Raijinslayer

Btw at some point or another its going to come out that Oliver does not know that a war is going on or really much about the situation at all. Feel free to imply a description of the rules, and I will have him process it in retrospect.

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@Raijinslayer Sorry for the delay, a gona post soon.

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@Raijinslayer Oh shit man, you have my sympathies. Good luck.

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@Raijinslayer History Nut Diatribe powers activate! Make this time transition happen!

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Oliver Hallett

"Wonderful!" Mr. Hallett smiled widely at the Spirits agreement to interrogation. He was making real progress already, and with what might be nearly indistinguishable from a real flesh and blood occupant of the 13t Century! It was nothing short of a breakthrough, both for magecraft and history!

Reaching into his small napsack he fished out his NOTEBOOK, and began flipping quickly through the SEVERAL INCH THICK NOTEBOOK PAGES.

"Remember, this will be recorded for posterity, so please answer honestly and without reservation. Ahem. My first question - and please feel free to take your time to clarify any point you wish - as I understand from our modern written records you were alive during the foreign invasion of your homeland by the Mongol leader of the day Kublai Khan and his Horde. This was naturally we assume a great shock to your nation and people at the time, with the Shikken in power and your military having been in a state of relative peace for the past 50 years how do you feel events would have played out had the famous storm not turned the tide in your countrymen's favor on that day? Please if you may, describe for me the general atmosphere of the time. How was it before the invasion? After news of it arrived how was it taken? And after the victory? We know so little these days! You really can't imagine how much of a godsend the success of this ritual is you know! Anyway, how do you feel the country would have handled a change of power at the time? And of course I must add just from my notes herethatinmyopinion...

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The journey back to the apartment that Oliver had rented was a... strange one to say the least. At some point in his somewhat extended first question Oliver had noted the simple truth that there was not enough light to record the spirits answers properly.

He had sighed sadly, the location had struck him as to romantic to pass up but nothing could be done. At least he had discovered, much to his alarm, that the strange spirit could infact leave the circle considering anchors keeping the entity in this reality were infact coming from the spells marked out on his hand. He made a personal note to get around to asking it about that in his second question.

A relocation was necessary, so, somewhere in between his question on the subject of Hōjō Tokimune's rule and the subject of how pickled cabbages were made Oliver began to make his way back towards the city. Not one to lose time he continued his first question on the way back, climbing into his small car with his notebook cradled in his lap. In a way he was almost glad of the distraction, keeping active was a good way to prevent the mind from wandering.

It was with a sense of relief he made it back through the apartment door to crash onto one of the high backed chairs of the apartment where he could continue his question uninterrupted...

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Wednesday, November 17th 12:00 AM
Urbanizacion Cruzpata room 6E

"... as I understand it at the time you lacked decisive leadership to quell the food riots of 1311, so, I suppose I must just summarize my first question by asking what do you think should have been done about the fishermen?"

Oliver finally put down his NOTEBOOK and looked up at the summoned spirit smiling expectantly. Then he blinked, rubbing his eyes. Was that sunlight coming through the window? How long exactly had he been talking? He must have lost track of time somewhere in between-

The mail slot on his apartment door banged suddenly, a white letter depositing itself onto his floor, breaking him out of his reflection.

"Ah, pardon let me just get that. Take your time if you need to think it over."

@Raijinslayer

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@Raijinslayer @Unoedipal

Nevermind, Raijinslayer you are right, I had the day the message went out wrong. Everything fits, we will move forward to Wednesday pronto.

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@Raijinslayer @Unoedipal

I have been looking at the situation with the text message and I feel that now we should ignore this for now. It was given in the day, it's currently night in our conversation. I may have overstepped my bounds by setting us so far ahead of the current time that is being played with, if that is the case then with Unoedipal's permission I could edit the time to very early tuesday morning, perhaps just after midnight, do our basic intro, and then skip ahead to the message arriving.

Otherwise I could do a major edit to make the summoning happen during the day roughly concurrent with the message arriving, and change the setting to some place that would not be crowded during the day. Saber has not reacted to his surroundings yet so the changes should be isolated to my one intro post.

Either are feasible, but the first seems like the most elegant solution to me. Opinions? Also what is the general policy on time skipping, and chronological pacing?