Crusader Lord

N.E.O. - New Earth Oracle

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The Epic of Beginnings - Fragments of a weathered scroll

Leannah

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Lazhira's words made the catgirl think a bit more about what might have gone wrong with her attempt at magic. Perhaps it was imagining the sun? Was it her 'cheat' skill kicking in to affect it somehow? Was there a sun deity-...wait. Wait wait wait. Moon goddess, those comments about overstepping bounds way back to right after she died, fantasy world with magic, yeah a sun deity was a possibility. Maybe not the cause, but it was another train of thought she'd need to get back to at least. Either way, she would find herself bopped a good few times with a soup ladle before ultimately giving up and deciding that she needed to go and do some practice. It was something that she could do at least, martial arts that was, and yet as soon the catgirl thought this she felt an idea come to mind as she immediately turned to Lazhira. No time had passed at all, so she wanted to get on top of this in a heartbeat! Perhaps this could work out both ways!

"Hey, Lazhira," Leannah said, a small smile on her face, "I'd like to practice magic some more, if you're still willing to help! Don't want to...ah...cause another mess if I can learn how to. In return, I can help try to teach you something I know as well to show my thanks!"

It was an idea for a gift at least. Martial arts that was. With that beast that she'd seen dead in-town, it felt only right that learning to protect one's self could be used as a gift! Basics that were easier to remember, good to drill in, and practical in application. Nothing too fancy if she was a newbie, the operative word there being 'if' and if the other girl wanted to learn at all. But aside from Earth history knowledge that wasn't so practical, all else she had was stuff like mathematical and other general education knowledge drilled into her in her old life that might be of worth. Sure that could be used, but it wasn't the first thing that had come to her head either.

If Lazhira accepted the help her with magic, she'd spend as long as the other girl was willing to continue to practice magic and try to refine her usage of it. This would include a better attempt at making light of course, this time without the mental image of fire and a sun. If Lazhira was willing to learn martial arts, though, she'd use some of the time to also begin training her in the basics and such. A win-win either way, though Leannah hoped she'd be able to repay the kindness of this girl with her own offer. But if Lazhira didn't want to accept the catgirl's own offer, then the whole free time would be used in magic learning/training/practice in its own right before Leannah would go about some solid martial arts practice alone before going back inside and finding Narkissa and going to bed.

The Epic of Beginnings - Fragments of a weathered scroll

Leannah

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Fire go boom. Dizzy. Hell. Leannah could now see that for a moment that becoming a flaming rocket cat was possible to some extent, but not withstanding an unintentional fireball to the face. Then again this was a learning moment rather than an application of desperate 'I don't want to die" effort. It was enough to make the catgirl feel a bit humbled in regards to magic in the wake of it all, more so in the fuzzy but dawning retrospective that she'd imagined a 'light source' rather than simply 'light'. The burns were also nothing new to her in comparison to other injuries she'd sustained back on Earth, the simple fall from knocking herself down was itself worse, but even so they did hurt. They were also still injuries that would need to be treated. Not the best thing, especially when having just met this fox and Nobunaga-looking person...even Narcissa only some time ago. For the love of her own sexy catgirl ass, she didn't want to be the next person around here that no one wanted to be around.

"I-I'm...ok. Yes, o-outside would be better. Call it trial and error," the skimpily-clad catgirl said in the direction of Narcissa from where she lay, doing what she could to shake off the bit of pain and brief disorientation after hitting the ground like that. It was like the first day of Bajiquan class all over again, landing flat on he ground, but at least she knew how to cope somewhat due to that.

Once Lazhira helped her up, however the catgirl looked to the human girl as she spoke once more. She then lightly shook her head back and forth once the girl stepped back and Leannah felt she could stand well on her own.

"No need to apologize, Lazhira, my mistake was not doing it correctly. I was imagining a light source to produce light, rather than forming a simple ball of light itself. It seemed to be working fine for a moment too, but then...how can I describe it? Something lurched out of the blue and shoved more mana into it than I was putting in," she said, thinking deliberately on what had just happened as she made visual cues with her hands, "It wouldn't let me stop it. Then just...boom. Angry, pulsating, exploding fireball point-blank."

The sun-touched girl let out a long and deep sigh. Even the exhaustion from earlier was seemingly setting in more alongside the darkness. Ugh. She'd just been born today of all things, she wanted to learn! But at least they didn't have to grow up all over again. Plus they didn't die back in the fortress, had somewhere to be for the night, etc. That much she was grateful for at the very least.

"I'd be happy to accept your help though! Ah...maybe outside as Narkissa said though, to avoid 'that' again. I'll help you clean things up before I leave as well, though, since it's only fair to own up to what just happened."

She wasn't a slob, of course she'd help before leaving! Then hopefully she could catch up with Narkissa to room for the night, depending on how things went down. Blargh. But it was a start, one had to take baby steps to learn a new field of knowledge and its applications. Martial arts was especially keen on getting you to learn to take the hits and put in the blood, sweat, and tears to maintain it. Magic would be no different, though...one thing lingered in her mind. Just what had that surge of magical energy been from? Lack of control on her part? Something else? Ugh.

For now, just one thing at a time.

Fate/Charonioi Klimakes

@Golden Spiral@Aoko Aozaki

Berserker Dulle Griet

True Name: Dulle Griet

Title(s): "Mad Meg", "The Woman Who Pillaged Hell", "Gret Sauermaul"

Class: Berserker (can be summoned as Caster or Archer as well)

Gender: Female

Birth and Death Dates: Unknown (originates from Flemish Folklore)

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

Motivation for the Holy Grail: What else? To claim such a blood-soaked trophy for herself, and use it to incarnate with retained access to her treasury before storing it away! It is a treasure, one so vile it demands blood and battle to be claimed, so it is only natural that she take what is rightfully hers! If there was anything other reason then it would be-...no, it's nothing.

Personality: A greedy, selfish, maddened woman who takes and pillages and steals for herself and herself alone no matter what. A strong personality and casually domineering presence that can rally others to great violence, and a heroic spirit who prides herself on collecting wealth and valuables and such into her 'collection'. To steal from her is the greatest folly, as she would defend her "dragon's hoard" to the death as naturally as breathing is to standard humans. Yet even her master will be considered 'part of the collection' in turn, she would not accommodate nor allow a debate about that matter, and as such is worth her protection, defense, and even berating/nagging simply by virtue of "being her property". Her impetuous nature of charging into the fray and doing as she pleases without restraint still does not know restraint even as a servant, though at the same time one cannot call her 'stupid' or 'non-tactical'.

Truly she will put in every effort and then some into getting her way, to achieve her goal, to make her desires manifest no matter what measures or tactics 'must be used' in her mind to do that. No matter how unreachable the goal, no matter how maddening the challenge is, no matter how dire the situation, no matter how foolish and vain the effort, she will pursue it over the horizon and into the very depths of Hell itself with nothing held back. Further, when it comes to crossing her or inciting her anger a certain human saying can easily paint a picture of her..."Hell hath none like a woman scorned".

Appearance: (See picture at top of app) https://i.imgur.com/szJtRvH.jpg

Bio:

geschiedenis.nl/nieuws/artikel/284/du…

performinghumanity.wordpress.com/2012…

winsham.blogspot.com/2015/04/dulle-gr…

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dull_Gret

thesmartset.com/article05031201

books.google.com/books?id=OWe3lPyY_GI…

An overbearing, greedy, and possessive warrior of a woman for whom nothing was ever 'enough'. A witch who would sometimes frequent Hell on occasion to raid it for some riches in the form of an old maid, and then return home with her ill-gotten goods. A leader and wielder of arms who riled up an army of women, leading them down to rob and pillage the fullness of Hell itself. She is a woman of Flemish folklore, a "reverse side of the coin" type of existence inescapably tied to a certain Catholic Saint despite living her own life. She was 'mad' in life and is considered such even through modern times, and her tale has been transmitted along via Flemish folklore and especially so in a striking and particularly famous Flemish painting. She is the sort of individual who became a "hero" by virtue of conquering the depths of hell and the demonic and evil, even the very realm embodying the evils and vile things of humanity, and her inherent personality fits that concept of a "hero" naturally. There also exist her ties to that other "heroine" in turn. Yet for her legend, her bravery, her greed, and other traits she was also was ultimately ostracized, and her very name became a negative term...also, her name happened to be used for at least a couple of oversized medieval bombards over time. Neat.

Equipment: Generic D-rank Demonic Greatsword from her Noble Phantasm

Parameters

(Stat boosts from Mad Enhancement have been already included)

Strength: C

Endurance: A

Agility: C

Mana: B

Luck: EX

Class Skills

Mad Enhancement: EX

-is the Class Skill that characterizes a Berserker, raising basic parameters and strengthens one's physical abilities in exchange of hindering mental capacities and/or in exchange for their sense of reason. In some cases, it also affects and/or seals away some techniques, Personal Skills and Noble Phantasms.

A Heroic Spirit whose very personality was considered 'mad', whose very nature and traits were even considered hallmarks of some kind of madness by society. Insatiable greed, the sheer force of will to pillage the depths of hell itself, violent capabilities, and more...all seen as an extreme abnormality and totally unacceptable for her in the area and in the age where she lived. Due to all of this she has been considered a madwoman to her very core.

Personal Skills

Unyielding Will: EX

-Is a Skill that represents one's extremely firm will that never yields to any sort of agony, despair or circumstances.

The one hero who fully overcame Hell itself, pillaging it and subjugating it and transforming it into her 'treasury', before returning totally unscathed. It is an insurmountable feat overcome with raw will and unyielding spirit on her part. At this rank, she possesses incredible resistance against physical and mental damage. Even illusions will not hold sway on her, as her sheer force of will casts such things aside in favor of her ever-driving focus to claim what is hers.

Devilish Domineering: A

-A skill that embodies a type of 'forceful, violent, controlling nature', a personal skill that represents and crystalizes the 'demonic sort of charisma' and 'domineering nature to control' that the heroic spirit Dulle Griet inherently possesses. In other words, a skill that embodies the nature of the one who "subjugated hell" itself, and who controlled an army of simple peasant women alongside her to do it. It is a skill that centers around that core concept of 'control', and in effect it causes "that which the Dulle Griet plunders gains the attribute of being her possession". Basically whatever Dulle Griet takes and steals and plunders and pillages from others becomes her property and falls under her ownership. By being a "possession" of hers such affected targets are also by their nature designated as "being able to be stored and even withdrawn from her Noble Phantasm" in turn.

Pillager: A

-A similar skill to "Collector". One's aptitude and capability to discover and then seize high-quality goods and land and such things, or the skill of a high-class "highway robber" or "bandit" in effect who violently takes what they want for themselves. It is also a form of "luck" in part as well, one that in this case draws the wielder to the location of rare items and places of value. It also allows the wielder to incorporate the land (under their ownership of course) forcibly and without having to take time to set up 'territory' or prepare. However, in the application of this skill it is important to note that she 'pillages' more than simply the land itself when doing this. Because it is the Servant that owns this skill and benefits from it, though, the master gains nothing from this skill.

The realm Dulle Griet pillaged and subjugated to her will was and is the very manifestation and embodiment of humanity's legends about "lands of perdition and damnation". She has literally pillaged/taken "Hell" itself and turned it into her personal treasury, and all of its contents have naturally become hers and are owned by her. Though her 'treasury' and 'collection' pales in comparison to "that man" naturally, it is also wholly unique and terrifying in its own right. However, due to anecdotes of her "pillaging hell" any incorporated land is slightly tinted by the concept of 'Hell' in turn.

Noble Phantasm

True Name: Devil's Gate

Title: "The Demonic Treasury Of Hell's Fearsome Pillager"

Rank: E~A+

NP Type: Anti-Unit

Range: -

Maximum Number of Targets: -

Description: This Noble Phantasm is Dulle Griet's greatest feat in her lifetime made manifest and crystalized, ka: Her the pillaging and subjugation of Hell. In life she forcibly made into her "treasury", and as such all of its contents are also owned by her naturally and by right. As such she can call upon and use the contents at will as she once did in life. She can do this by conjuring hellish-red shimmering energy ripples of varying size in the air as 'portals' to withdraw items and beings from Hell, though very distinctly the likes of "True Demons" cannot be conjured nor controlled. Likewise due to anecdotes tying her to a couple of medieval bombards sharing her names, the 'portals' she can conjure can be used to fire the contents of her treasury like projectiles. Demonic blades and spears, lesser demons to obey her command, accursed objects from the underworld, and all other such things that come/originate from humanity's legends about "lands of perdition and damnation" can be brought forth and used by her by right of her ownership of Hell and its contents. She can even 'dismiss' items removed/taken from the treasury itself, returning them to their storage at will. All of this she is capable of without her having to invoke a true name activation of this.

The rank of this Noble Phantasm also reflects the variety of things contained within Dulle Griet's "treasury".

Further, a true name activation of this Noble Phantasm does have an effect in application. One can call it 'turning her treasury inside-out', though she can still use her portals to make use of the items in her treasury, imposing the landscape of Hell on/conjuring it into the world. This creates a very literal "hell on earth" scenario, manifesting "Hell itself" on Earth for a time. As Hell is "a place where the sinful and evil are divinely punished", this landscape itself passively exerts 'punishment' on all targets within it in the form of damage and suffering. The damage and suffering targets receive increases in proportion to the sins, such as violence, immorality, depravity, and so forth, they bear within their very souls. Further in regards to those who have committed crimes, such as: violent murders and thievery, wrathful abuse and adultery, and so forth, damage and suffering received exponentially increases even more so and a 'purging' effect is enacted on them.

Indeed, lesser demonic beings also run about attacking that which is within the imposed "hellscape", demonic hellfire burns away are the landscape and its contents physically and spiritually, Regrets and doubts and such things from one's life become amplified, all of the 'evils/sins' within one's self is drawn out and one's worst memories and pains are brought to bear mentally and physically (aka the "suffering" imposed by this landscape), and Dulle Griet herself even gets an opposite effects applied to her in the form of an additional boost to her combat capabilities within this landscape.

Ember Grove - Reboot

Charlotte Wardwell

Time: Afternoon
Location: Apartment #405, Northern Residential Area (East of the University)
Interaction: Dante @FunnyGuy

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The girl blinked for a moment, before letting out a long, defeated sigh and simply handing the coco down to the dog. It was a cute dog, though she wished they'd met under far better circumstances regardless. Actually, why did the dog want the cup of coco? Was it a magical dog? A specialized type of familiar? Well Dante didn't seem able to talk, so maybe the dog could? Hmmm, now wasn't the time for that actually. She was in the middle of being arrested after all, though how was Dante going to go about this?

'And there's the cuff. Lot more comfortable than were used to use on 'test subjects' in my day."

'Tis' far more convenient than the enchanted irons forged in mine own day. One woulds't be drug behind a horse, wrapped in magical chain tightn'd like a serpent coiled about their person. Most fun to see when the prisoner was being belligerent, and yet it hath no fond memory within mine own past of being pulled along by one for a time. I escaped of course, but still.'

'...Noted. Juuuuuust in case I need to escape "ye olde' ball and chain" at some point in the future.'

'Trying to grow a little "bite" here on the fly, aren't you? You are not one to talk right now.'

It only took a moment for Dante's black beaded bracelet to 'cuff' her like a prisoner attached to the door handle of a police car. Or rather, it did at first look like he just made them something like a friendship bracelet set. As it turned out with the feeling of a tug and a jungle of his own bracelet, it was like a 'wireless' dog leash-...oh hell the irony there. Yet to her it was just a blessing it was just her left wrist though! Far preferable to having both hands bound up like in some Hollywood movie-style prison. Even so she would lightly test the bond for a second, staring at the bracelet before simply following along behind Dante without another word.

She would take a sip of her coco with her free right hand holding it, however, before attempting to gesture to Dante once they were beyond the doorway. No use leaving her place open right now for actual thieves to enter at least. After this she'd attempt to use a quick and silent telekinesis to at least close and lock her door on the way out. Keys were still in her pocket, after all, not that she'd had much time to think on that.

Still, without resistance after securing her apartment she would continue to follow Dante regardless.

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Valya Karaznov

Time: 5pm
Location: Alexei’s
Interaction/Mentions: Vivian @Pink Khione, Finn @Milkman Ylva @13org

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"Should we meet again I can give you an address and phone number. Just tell them 'Valya' sent you and they'll give you a good price on the 'rocket fuel' if you're up that way~" the Russian said to Ylva, giving a slight smirk before continuing, a musing and pondering look coming over her face, "A shame about the food, however, though I am more than ready for a few rounds myself! I wonder if they have a nice Nastoika here, considering Akevitt is on the menu. Sweet, dry, as long as it was made well I think a taste of home would suffice before hitting the harder stuff. Even some Ararat brandy would do if the former isn't here, newer than some products but not a bad experience in my opinion."

Even so she looked on as her new Nordic acquaintance spoke to the others to see if anyone else wanted a drink, her gaze almost caressing their faces as if to pick up on any subtle hints they might want to join in. Curious the one boy was from New York, at least since it brought on flashbacks of the last time she'd been there and ran into a rat-eating-...ah, never mind. However, sooner than later Valya would find a menu placed near her as her attention moved over to Elias himself.

He seemed genuine enough, not bad on the humor, but and frankly the mention of avoiding the chili she could only lightly shake her head in mild amusement. Was about time to let loose a bit with the drink and eats, of course within enough reason to not get 'too' drunk and end up later on some local hunter's kill list by accident. Not that she much cared, defending herself to the teeth and fighting was not abnormal in her ever so long lifespan, but she preferred very much to not create bloody trails of needless death and gore.

"Ah, not the first time I've been advised on avoiding a given a bar's chili actually. With that in mind I'll take...hmm, I am very much famished.

Let's go with the largest burger you have, and a side of fully-loaded nachos! I might be dressed well, but my appetite is sure to match it as I and my new drinking buddy here get started~"

With that last line, she gave a slight teasing wink at Elias.

Fate/Charonioi Klimakes

Putting here for ease of review for the GMs. XD

His Childhood Friend, and Pharaoh of Egypt

True Name: Ptolemy I Soter

Title(s): "Ptolemy the Savior", "Meryamun Setepenre" (Beloved of Amun, Chosen of Re/Ra)

Class: Rider

Gender: Male

Birth and Death Dates: 367 BC - 282 BC

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Motivation for the Holy Grail: "I want to use this second life as a means to truly dedicate myself one last time...to go all-out for a victory, put my pride on the line as a heroic spirit, and win. I challenge this victory because it is unreachable to so many. I seek the glory of victory that lies beyond the horizon. I will lay into the conquest of this land and reap its prizes for myself, and by my might I shall demonstrate to all that this belongs to me.

Hmm? A plan for it if I win you say? Once I win I will incarnate as the mighty hero I am to take upon myself the quest to find 'that place', then, as that would be the only challenge he left behind for me to take. Even if it meant burrowing through the world itself, fighting armies alone, and even burning up as Icarus did during his journey. I will get there and leave my prints in the sand, for both of us. That will be the final respect to be paid to the man I knew like a brother."

Personality: The half-brother of Alexander who was his childhood friend, the stalwart and loyal Companion who fought his enemies with him, the brave Somatophylakes who rode alongside him into the fray, the cunning and tactical Diadochi that captured and buried the body of "the Great", and the wise and great divine Pharaoh who founded Egypt's last great dynasty with a strong and steady hand. Such are the qualities that are possessed and wielded by Ptolemy. A sober man seasoned by war and honed by years of experience in both administration and rulership, yet able to have fun and laugh around his allies as well as enjoy himself. One of his most notable qualities in life was possessing a certain level of restraint and caution, at least in his territorial and kingly ambitions as compared to his peers. Yet at the same time he will inevitably put everything he has on the line to pursue what he desires, a trait most notably shown with him literally going on an ancient covert ops mission to steal and then bury the corpse of his former commander and friend. He holds himself with a sense of pride as a friend of "that man", and exerts an aura of pressure and confidence fitting for a divine ruler of Egypt.

He actively seeks the pursuit of the Holy Grail with all of his very being in order to achieve one "stupid, foolish, whimsical, and utterly selfish wish" without any restraint. His drive will see him put all he has on the line and his pride for one last campaign, to undertake one last blazing trail of conquest with his own two hands, and to make one last push to "adventure to the very edge of the world, and to finally touch that unreachable shore" he himself seeks...even if it sees him burn up to naught but ashes in the process. While he will naturally still exercise his sense of caution and sobriety along the way, he seems to take this 'second life' as almost a game of sorts at others.

Appearance: (see top of app) https://i.imgur.com/DOSGggo.jpg

Bio: (Just examples sources for Ptolemy below, tbh)

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ptolemy_I_Soter

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tomb_of_Alexand….

touregypt.net/featurestories/ptolemy1…

Only thing different here is that he was actually the half-brother of Iskandar.

Equipment: Pháros Aléxandros (Noble Phantasm lance that is passively kept wrapped in a black funeral shroud to hide its appearance and is tough enough to perform this role)

Parameters

Strength: C

Endurance: B

Agility: B

Mana: C

Luck: B

Class Skills

Riding: A+

-is a Class Skill of Rider and Saber class Servants, denoting the ability to ride mounts and vehicles. Rider-class Servants will typically possess a high rank. It is said that dragon type mounts are an exception, requiring a different ability other than Riding.

All vehicles and all creatures up to the level of Phantasmal Beast and Divine Beast can be used as mounts. However, that does not apply to members of the Dragon Kind.

Magic Resistance: C

-grants protection against magical effects. Differing from the Resistance effect that merely rejects Magical Energy, this ability cancels the spells altogether.

Cancel spells with a chant below two verses. Cannot defend against magecraft on the level of High-Thaumaturgy and Greater Rituals.

Personal Skills

Divinity: B

-is the measure of whether one has Divine Spirit aptitude or not. At high levels, one is treated as a mixed race of a Divine Spirit, and the level declines when the Heroic Spirit's own rank as a Monster or Demonic Beast rises. It can also decrease due to one's dislike for the gods. Those who have A Rank Divinity or above have reached the Throne of Gods. It also has an effect which reduces special defensive values called "purge defense" in proportion to the Divinity's Rank. It can break through Skills such as Protection of the Faith and Enlightenment of the Sacred Fig.

Ptolemy is the literal child and the living incarnation of the god Amun-Ra as a Pharaoh, the half-brother of Alexander the Great (a "son of Zeus") by the same father, and a descendant of Heracles. Due to all of this, his Divine Spirit aptitude resembles the ancient Pharaohs and is naturally higher than the successive members of the Ptolemaic Dynasty would possess.


Disengage: A

-is the ability to withdraw from the battlefield in the midst of combat or reset the battle conditions.

Bonus effect of returning battle conditions to what they were at the beginning of the match (1st turn) and restores the condition of this Skill to the initial value. At the same time, it forcibly releases some of the bad status ailments inflicted on the user of this Skill.

Diadochi: A

-A skill that embodies the bearer's status and merits as a "successor to Alexander the Great", measuring attributes such as one's use of military skill, legitimacy in secession (including associated factors such as having buried his body), rulership capabilities, amount of land they took/conquered/secured, and all other such metrics by which a "successor" of "that man" would naturally be measured by. Naturally this skill retains its quality as an amalgamation of the wielder's charisma, but there is more to it than simply this. This 'active' effect arises from the natural anecdote of the Diadochi as conquerors who incorporated the lands that were once Alexander's into their own territories and nations, a thing as natural to them as successors of "that man" as breathing is to normal folk, and their struggles to take land and resources and various things of Alexander's and so forth from each other during the Wars of the Diadochi. Indeed this skill grants the capacity for the servant to actively 'incorporate' land/territory in general, basically seizing/conquering it as their own to make use of without having to set up a territory. In application this allows the wielder to draw magical energy from the land itself, among other such effects that 'incorporating' the land would naturally carry.

Royal Road: -

-The famous idiom of a "royal road" originated from Ptolemy I Soter's own words after a conversation he had with the mathematician Euclid, and embodies to a way of 'attaining or reaching something without trouble' and 'the easiest, most direct, or most effective way to reach or achieve something'. Or in other words, as a more proper translation of Euclid's words makes clearer, literally means taking a "short-cut" to achieve something more easily. Similar to how the thought experiment of the "Ship of Theseus" would be connected to the Heroic Spirit Theseus in turn, so too is this idiom by virtue of its legend attached to Ptolemy.

In effect this skill is very simple in that it just 'creates the easiest route to a given destination', or a 'royal road' that allows one to instantly reach a desired destination. Rather than 'teleportation' however, it simply works in a naturally non-Euclidean manner to the ends of 'connecting two points in space to allow the wielder to move instantly to the desired location'. It is a skill that is great for 'reaching destinations', and has utility in and out of battle as a result of its nature.

Noble Phantasms

True Name: Uraeus Anagénnisi

Title: "Be Reborn, Oh Jewel Of The Nile! Arise, Oh Divine Serpent!"

Rank: A

NP Type: Anti-Army

Range: 5-50

Maximum Number of Targets: 50

Description: It is something that embodies the rebirth and restoration of ancient Egypt under Ptolemy's rule, even the rise and return of the ancient authority of the Pharaohs and their divinity to the throne. While it is called a “Divine Beast”, though, it is not strictly a Divine Beast of the Phantasmal Species. His work to revive and bring a continuation of the thousands of years old history of Egypt was changed into a Noble Phantasm connected with the very symbol of the Pharaoh's divinity, something very much fitting for the founder of Egypt's final dynasty. Likewise it can be said the visage of a serpent ties into the various serpentine legends and myths that came to involve Ptolemy afterwards. Indeed one can also consider this Noble Phantasm of the first Ptolemaic Pharaoh to naturally be the 'reverse' of that of the last of the line. One who used the serpent to end their life and a nation, and one that brought the serpent representing the Divinity of the Pharaohs back to its proper glory. Likewise, this Noble Phantasm can be said to embody the acceptance of Ptolemy by the gods of ancient Egypt as a continuation of the Pharaohs of old.

Otherwise this Noble Phantasm is very much similar to that of Cleopatra, mirroring it. It summons an enormous monster, a flame-covered serpent with a striped pattern of blue and gold. Though due to owning the Riding Skill in his case, Ptolemy is able manipulate it and use it safely both as a mount and a means to attack and combat his enemies. If one owns the Divinity Skill, likewise, damage received from it is reduced in proportion to the skill’s rank.

To conjure and use this beast as a mount and/or for battle does not require a true-name activation, though unleashing its full power does just as it is when this serpent is used by his descendant.

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True Name: Pháros Aléxandros

Title: "Shine Forth Oh Fires of Order, Burn Away Mine Enemies Oh Light of Civilization!"

Rank: A

NP Type: Anti-Army

Range: 2-40

Maximum Number of Targets: 500

Description: One of the great Seven Wonders of the Ancient World, a legendary lighthouse surrounded possessed as a Noble Phantasm by both Ptolemy I Soter and his successor Ptolemy II Philadelphus. A shining beacon of the ancient world's achievements, and for centuries being one of the tallest manmade buildings, it became a symbol of the ingenuity, power, and height of ancient human civilization, and though this and by nature of it being a lighthouse it naturally contains the 'light of civilization' within itself. Because it was in legend a potent optic weapon able to burn up ships like 30 miles away, it also takes the form of a lance Ptolemy wields due to its "inherent qualities as a weapon". As a weapon, however, the lighthouse used the same general principle as the similar light-harnessing weapon of a 'certain Ancient Greek engineer' in order to function: Absorbing light and mana and accelerating it to create a destructive beam of light to destroy the target. As a Noble Phantasm, however, it instead uses the "light of civilization" contained within it as the light source for its offensive capabilities.

Naturally this lance can be used as a proper weapon, and likewise can be used to simply fire off A-rank attack beams as another means of ranged attack. Yet by bearing the 'light of civilization' and using it, consequentially all of this Noble Phantasm's attacks have an additional attribute stemming from that 'light of civilization'. Tied to how Ptolemy as a ruler brought order to Egypt after centuries of people fighting over it, how human civilization brings order upon the world, and similarly with lighthouses being used by civilization to bring order to the sea in particular, this attribute stemming from the light of civilization "forces things toward order"/"enforces order"/"makes sure things occur as fate has intended".

When activated by speaking it true name, this Noble Phantasm turns into a giant 'light of civilization' beam lance that stretches out as far as the original lighthouse was tall. In this manner it can be used to slash, stab, pierce, and otherwise hit enemies with it, simply being a gigantic stretched-out lightsaber that is at its most deadly and powerful. Ptolemy can wield it freely and frighteningly swiftly in this activated form, which is a total of 135 meters long (as long as the original lighthouse was tall). It is capable of cutting with ease through mundane things like people, cars, and even buildings whilst under the effects of its true name activation.

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True Name: Vivliothíki Tis Alexándreias (translates to "Library of Alexandria")

Title: "Oh Knowledge of Mankind, Gather Together! Oh Pyre Of Our History, Burn Away The Lost Time!"

Rank: A+

NP Type: Anti-Humanity

Range: 0-75

Maximum Number of Targets: 1000

Description: A Noble Phantasm that crystalizes the essence of the Library of Alexandria as the "greatest archive of knowledge in the ancient world" and as containing "1000 years worth of human history" due to its history, contents, and of course the existing human beliefs and legends about it. In effect, however, this simply adds up to making this Noble Phantasm what the Library actually was in life: A repository for 1000 years worth of the 'light of human civilization'. This Noble Phantasm is of course not the physical library itself, but the very core and nature of it's purpose made manifest. It was a place where the knowledge of ancient human civilization was gathered, accrued, recorded, calculated, and kept, and as such it becoming a repository for the light of civilization itself is only reflecting what it already was. Naturally Ptolemy can draw upon this repository passively to empower attacks and such with this 'light of civilization', albeit at a greater mana cost for said empowered attacks, and can even use it to greatly empower his "Pháros Aléxandros" Noble Phantasm and in all its uses/attacks by employing this Noble Phantasm as a literal power/light source instead (also at a higher mana cost). He can also empower his "Uraeus Anagénnisi" Noble Phantasm by connecting this Noble Phantasm to it as well.

All the above is, though, the Library's uses without a true name invocation. When a true name activation is actually used for this Noble Phantasm, the 'light of civilization' within the repository is converted into heat values and is unleashed in a powerful but directed surging wave of destructive obliterating light. It is a Noble Phantasm eerily similar in a fashion to "that" Noble Phantasm used in another far-flung timeline, but frankly speaking is its own thing and on a smaller scale than "all of pan-human history" since it only contains 1000 years worth. Even so this penetrating and potent attack exhibits extreme damage values of its own, and should not be underestimated. This use of the library as a tool of destruction is meant to represent the destruction of the actual physical library itself, as well as embodying the aspect of human civilization to ultimately weaponize 'knowledge' as has been true through the ages (even into modern times). Though it is of note that use of this attack does not destroy/extinguish the contents of the repository itself, though it is a costly Noble Phantasm to use in turn.

Fate/Charonioi Klimakes

His Childhood Friend, and Pharaoh of Egypt

True Name: Ptolemy I Soter

Title(s): "Ptolemy the Savior", "Meryamun Setepenre" (Beloved of Amun, Chosen of Re/Ra)

Class: Rider

Gender: Male

Birth and Death Dates: 367 BC - 282 BC

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Motivation for the Holy Grail: "I want to use this second life as a means to truly dedicate myself one last time...to go all-out for a victory, put my pride on the line as a heroic spirit, and win. I challenge this victory because it is unreachable to so many. I seek the glory of victory that lies beyond the horizon. I will lay into the conquest of this land and reap its prizes for myself, and by my might I shall demonstrate to all that this belongs to me.

Hmm? A plan for it if I win you say? Once I win I will incarnate as the mighty hero I am to take upon myself the quest to find 'that place', then, as that would be the only challenge he left behind for me to take. Even if it meant burrowing through the world itself, fighting armies alone, and even burning up as Icarus did during his journey. I will get there and leave my prints in the sand, for both of us. That will be the final respect to be paid to the man I knew like a brother."

Personality: The half-brother of Alexander who was his childhood friend, the stalwart and loyal Companion who fought his enemies with him, the brave Somatophylakes who rode alongside him into the fray, the cunning and tactical Diadochi that captured and buried the body of "the Great", and the wise and great divine Pharaoh who founded Egypt's last great dynasty with a strong and steady hand. Such are the qualities that are possessed and wielded by Ptolemy. A sober man seasoned by war and honed by years of experience in both administration and rulership, yet able to have fun and laugh around his allies as well as enjoy himself. One of his most notable qualities in life was possessing a certain level of restraint and caution, at least in his territorial and kingly ambitions as compared to his peers. Yet at the same time he will inevitably put everything he has on the line to pursue what he desires, a trait most notably shown with him literally going on an ancient covert ops mission to steal and then bury the corpse of his former commander and friend. He holds himself with a sense of pride as a friend of "that man", and exerts an aura of pressure and confidence fitting for a divine ruler of Egypt.

He actively seeks the pursuit of the Holy Grail with all of his very being in order to achieve one "stupid, foolish, whimsical, and utterly selfish wish" without any restraint. His drive will see him put all he has on the line and his pride for one last campaign, to undertake one last blazing trail of conquest with his own two hands, and to make one last push to "adventure to the very edge of the world, and to finally touch that unreachable shore" he himself seeks...even if it sees him burn up to naught but ashes in the process. While he will naturally still exercise his sense of caution and sobriety along the way, he seems to take this 'second life' as almost a game of sorts at others.

Appearance: (see top of app) https://i.imgur.com/DOSGggo.jpg

Bio: (Just examples sources for Ptolemy below, tbh)

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ptolemy_I_Soter

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tomb_of_Alexand….

touregypt.net/featurestories/ptolemy1…

Only thing different here is that he was actually the half-brother of Iskandar.

Equipment: Pháros Aléxandros (Noble Phantasm lance that is passively kept wrapped in a black funeral shroud to hide its appearance and is tough enough to perform this role)

Parameters

Strength: C

Endurance: B

Agility: B

Mana: C

Luck: B

Class Skills

Riding: A+

-is a Class Skill of Rider and Saber class Servants, denoting the ability to ride mounts and vehicles. Rider-class Servants will typically possess a high rank. It is said that dragon type mounts are an exception, requiring a different ability other than Riding.

All vehicles and all creatures up to the level of Phantasmal Beast and Divine Beast can be used as mounts. However, that does not apply to members of the Dragon Kind.

Magic Resistance: C

-grants protection against magical effects. Differing from the Resistance effect that merely rejects Magical Energy, this ability cancels the spells altogether.

Cancel spells with a chant below two verses. Cannot defend against magecraft on the level of High-Thaumaturgy and Greater Rituals.

Personal Skills

Divinity: B

-is the measure of whether one has Divine Spirit aptitude or not. At high levels, one is treated as a mixed race of a Divine Spirit, and the level declines when the Heroic Spirit's own rank as a Monster or Demonic Beast rises. It can also decrease due to one's dislike for the gods. Those who have A Rank Divinity or above have reached the Throne of Gods. It also has an effect which reduces special defensive values called "purge defense" in proportion to the Divinity's Rank. It can break through Skills such as Protection of the Faith and Enlightenment of the Sacred Fig.

Ptolemy is the literal child and the living incarnation of the god Amun-Ra as a Pharaoh, the half-brother of Alexander the Great (a "son of Zeus") by the same father, and a descendant of Heracles. Due to all of this, his Divine Spirit aptitude resembles the ancient Pharaohs and is naturally higher than the successive members of the Ptolemaic Dynasty would possess.


Disengage: A

-is the ability to withdraw from the battlefield in the midst of combat or reset the battle conditions.

Bonus effect of returning battle conditions to what they were at the beginning of the match (1st turn) and restores the condition of this Skill to the initial value. At the same time, it forcibly releases some of the bad status ailments inflicted on the user of this Skill.

Diadochi: A

-A skill that embodies the bearer's status and merits as a "successor to Alexander the Great", measuring attributes such as one's use of military skill, legitimacy in secession (including associated factors such as having buried his body), rulership capabilities, amount of land they took/conquered/secured, and all other such metrics by which a "successor" of "that man" would naturally be measured by. Naturally this skill retains its quality as an amalgamation of the wielder's charisma, but there is more to it than simply this. This 'active' effect arises from the natural anecdote of the Diadochi as conquerors who incorporated the lands that were once Alexander's into their own territories and nations, a thing as natural to them as successors of "that man" as breathing is to normal folk, and their struggles to take land and resources and various things of Alexander's and so forth from each other during the Wars of the Diadochi. Indeed this skill grants the capacity for the servant to actively 'incorporate' land/territory in general, basically seizing/conquering it as their own to make use of without having to set up a territory. In application this allows the wielder to draw magical energy from the land itself, among other such effects that 'incorporating' the land would naturally carry.

Royal Road: -

-The famous idiom of a "royal road" originated from Ptolemy I Soter's own words after a conversation he had with the mathematician Euclid, and embodies to a way of 'attaining or reaching something without trouble' and 'the easiest, most direct, or most effective way to reach or achieve something'. Or in other words, as a more proper translation of Euclid's words makes clearer, literally means taking a "short-cut" to achieve something more easily. Similar to how the thought experiment of the "Ship of Theseus" would be connected to the Heroic Spirit Theseus in turn, so too is this idiom by virtue of its legend attached to Ptolemy.

In effect this skill is very simple in that it just 'creates the easiest route to a given destination', or a 'royal road' that allows one to instantly reach a desired destination. Rather than 'teleportation' however, it simply works in a naturally non-Euclidean manner to the ends of 'connecting two points in space to allow the wielder to move instantly to the desired location'. It is a skill that is great for 'reaching destinations', and has utility in and out of battle as a result of its nature.

Noble Phantasms

True Name: Uraeus Anagénnisi

Title: "Be Reborn, Oh Jewel Of The Nile! Arise, Oh Divine Serpent!"

Rank: A

NP Type: Anti-Army

Range: 5-50

Maximum Number of Targets: 50

Description: It is something that embodies the rebirth and restoration of ancient Egypt under Ptolemy's rule, even the rise and return of the ancient authority of the Pharaohs and their divinity to the throne. While it is called a “Divine Beast”, though, it is not strictly a Divine Beast of the Phantasmal Species. His work to revive and bring a continuation of the thousands of years old history of Egypt was changed into a Noble Phantasm connected with the very symbol of the Pharaoh's divinity, something very much fitting for the founder of Egypt's final dynasty. Likewise it can be said the visage of a serpent ties into the various serpentine legends and myths that came to involve Ptolemy afterwards. Indeed one can also consider this Noble Phantasm of the first Ptolemaic Pharaoh to naturally be the 'reverse' of that of the last of the line. One who used the serpent to end their life and a nation, and one that brought the serpent representing the Divinity of the Pharaohs back to its proper glory. Likewise, this Noble Phantasm can be said to embody the acceptance of Ptolemy by the gods of ancient Egypt as a continuation of the Pharaohs of old.

Otherwise this Noble Phantasm is very much similar to that of Cleopatra, mirroring it. It summons an enormous monster, a flame-covered serpent with a striped pattern of blue and gold. Though due to owning the Riding Skill in his case, Ptolemy is able manipulate it and use it safely both as a mount and a means to attack and combat his enemies. If one owns the Divinity Skill, likewise, damage received from it is reduced in proportion to the skill’s rank.

To conjure and use this beast as a mount and/or for battle does not require a true-name activation, though unleashing its full power does just as it is when this serpent is used by his descendant.

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True Name: Pháros Aléxandros

Title: "Shine Forth Oh Fires of Order, Burn Away Mine Enemies Oh Light of Civilization!"

Rank: A

NP Type: Anti-Army

Range: 2-40

Maximum Number of Targets: 500

Description: One of the great Seven Wonders of the Ancient World, a legendary lighthouse surrounded possessed as a Noble Phantasm by both Ptolemy I Soter and his successor Ptolemy II Philadelphus. A shining beacon of the ancient world's achievements, and for centuries being one of the tallest manmade buildings, it became a symbol of the ingenuity, power, and height of ancient human civilization, and though this and by nature of it being a lighthouse it naturally contains the 'light of civilization' within itself. Because it was in legend a potent optic weapon able to burn up ships like 30 miles away, it also takes the form of a lance Ptolemy wields due to its "inherent qualities as a weapon". As a weapon, however, the lighthouse used the same general principle as the similar light-harnessing weapon of a 'certain Ancient Greek engineer' in order to function: Absorbing light and mana and accelerating it to create a destructive beam of light to destroy the target. As a Noble Phantasm, however, it instead uses the "light of civilization" contained within it as the light source for its offensive capabilities.

Naturally this lance can be used as a proper weapon, and likewise can be used to simply fire off A-rank attack beams as another means of ranged attack. Yet by bearing the 'light of civilization' and using it, consequentially all of this Noble Phantasm's attacks have an additional attribute stemming from that 'light of civilization'. Tied to how Ptolemy as a ruler brought order to Egypt after centuries of people fighting over it, how human civilization brings order upon the world, and similarly with lighthouses being used by civilization to bring order to the sea in particular, this attribute stemming from the light of civilization "forces things toward order"/"enforces order"/"makes sure things occur as fate has intended".

When activated by speaking it true name, this Noble Phantasm turns into a giant 'light of civilization' beam lance that stretches out as far as the original lighthouse was tall. In this manner it can be used to slash, stab, pierce, and otherwise hit enemies with it, simply being a gigantic stretched-out lightsaber that is at its most deadly and powerful. Ptolemy can wield it freely and frighteningly swiftly in this activated form, which is a total of 135 meters long (as long as the original lighthouse was tall). It is capable of cutting with ease through mundane things like people, cars, and even buildings whilst under the effects of its true name activation.

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True Name: Vivliothíki Tis Alexándreias (translates to "Library of Alexandria")

Title: "Oh Knowledge of Mankind, Gather Together! Oh Pyre Of Our History, Burn Away The Lost Time!"

Rank: A+

NP Type: Anti-Humanity

Range: 0-75

Maximum Number of Targets: 1000

Description: A Noble Phantasm that crystalizes the essence of the Library of Alexandria as the "greatest archive of knowledge in the ancient world" and as containing "1000 years worth of human history" due to its history, contents, and of course the existing human beliefs and legends about it. In effect, however, this simply adds up to making this Noble Phantasm what the Library actually was in life: A repository for 1000 years worth of the 'light of human civilization'. This Noble Phantasm is of course not the physical library itself, but the very core and nature of it's purpose made manifest. It was a place where the knowledge of ancient human civilization was gathered, accrued, recorded, calculated, and kept, and as such it becoming a repository for the light of civilization itself is only reflecting what it already was. Naturally Ptolemy can draw upon this repository passively to empower attacks and such with this 'light of civilization', albeit at a greater mana cost for said empowered attacks, and can even use it to greatly empower his "Pháros Aléxandros" Noble Phantasm and in all its uses/attacks by employing this Noble Phantasm as a literal power/light source instead (also at a higher mana cost). He can also empower his "Uraeus Anagénnisi" Noble Phantasm by connecting this Noble Phantasm to it as well.

All the above is, though, the Library's uses without a true name invocation. When a true name activation is actually used for this Noble Phantasm, the 'light of civilization' within the repository is converted into heat values and is unleashed in a powerful but directed surging wave of destructive obliterating light. It is a Noble Phantasm eerily similar in a fashion to "that" Noble Phantasm used in another far-flung timeline, but frankly speaking is its own thing and on a smaller scale than "all of pan-human history" since it only contains 1000 years worth. Even so this penetrating and potent attack exhibits extreme damage values of its own, and should not be underestimated. This use of the library as a tool of destruction is meant to represent the destruction of the actual physical library itself, as well as embodying the aspect of human civilization to ultimately weaponize 'knowledge' as has been true through the ages (even into modern times). Though it is of note that use of this attack does not destroy/extinguish the contents of the repository itself, though it is a costly Noble Phantasm to use in turn.

Fate/Charonioi Klimakes

@Golden Spiral Interested in that Rider slot, if it is still available and possible.

The Epic of Beginnings - Fragments of a weathered scroll

Leannah

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Leannah sat there, enraptured in Lazhira's explanation and example before giving a silent look at one of her own hands. Magic. Such a thing didn't exist back home-...well, actually she had no idea. For the most part 'no', but then again how could some goddess nab them up as souls if back home was a total no-magic zone? Or maybe they'd ended up somewhere else beyond their home where-. Ah. No, that was beginning to get a bit too crazy for her liking. Would have to save those thoughts for far, far later. Same for her theory about the goddess and the prison and all of that, albeit in regards to this matter she'd note 'elves' for a later thing to look into, which theory was frankly for now was a work in progress only and in its infancy. For now, it was lesson time! Not always her favorite time in her younger years, admittedly, but frankly to be a student of something again was in some sense exhilarating and exciting.

Even so, as Lazhira got around to her she let the girl take her hand gently before-...wow. A tug. Like a child pulling on a blanket, kind of, or tugging on your shirt. And yet it was vaguely familiar in some sense, reminiscent of her cat-propelled rocket stunt back at the prison-fortress area. Kinda. Sorta. However, the way Lazhiura breathed was something all too reminiscent of anime and frankly real life martial arts to the former child prodigy. Likewise, the gist seemed to her to be 'grab at your own mana, like wet clay or sculpture shape it, and then input the amount of energy into it to probably determine the strength of the result'. Or something like that? It was the first words off the top of her head, so for now she'd give herself some leeway on that at least.

Taking an initial deep and slow breath, Leannah let her breathing fall into a controlled pace. As natural to her as, frankly, a wolf's natural instincts were to the wolf itself. It was like flipping a switch without having to think hard on it at all.

The catgirl then attempted to do as the human girl has suggested: 'pull'. Pull from within herself, like how Lazhira had 'tugged' on her but doing it to herself this time instead. Yes. Imagine a river, even, flowing with water. She was the source, and the river was the flow of energy outwards. Of course don't make it too big, or she'd pull a stunt like a certain someone had earlier, but choke and limit the flow outwards from within herself. She wasn't trying to escape a stone giant monster thing this time around.

Then focus that flow of energy into her hand, and shape it into a nice ball. Perfectly smooth and round, and pushing the energy into it to ignite that fire! Imagine it like the radiance of the sun on a hot summer day, but with a softness and intensity brought to somewhere between the likes of the sun and the moon. A light of great enough intensity to be able to guide the way, but not a fireball that would burn up or blind all around it (though that thought would be a note for later).

She hoped she'd gotten it right.

Ember Grove - Reboot

Charlotte Wardwell

Time: Afternoon
Location: Apartment #405, Northern Residential Area (East of the University)
Interaction: Dante @FunnyGuy

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A brief glimmer of joy seemed to cross the younger girl's eyes, and after giving a hasty nod up and down to Dante the witch jotted over to her tiny kitchen. She grabbed a couple packets of hot coco, the milk, a couple of to-go thermos, and got to work throwing together a last-second travel drink or two for the road. She seemed to work fast at it whilst using telekinesis rather adeptly to hasten the process, heating milk, stirring in coco powder, adding the sugar, grabbing straws, and slapping it all together with the kind of care and simultaneously breakneck haste only a stressed-out college student during finals week might exhibit. Or rather, someone who was briefly excited for one small nicety she'd have at least despite the fact she was being arrested by the local coven/magical police. Regardless, it gave her a little hope that the day would end on a better note...maybe...probably...mmmmm, she'd keep an open mind about it all at least.

Jotting back over to Dante, her tiny kitchen left behind with a light coco dust lingering on part of the counter, Charlotte extended a warm hand with a thermos of creamy, smooth, and ultimately rather fresh hot coco in it. Whether he took it or not, however, she had her own thermos of it in her other hand and the smallest of smiles on her face at the very least.

"Here! I figured since it's this time of year, you might need something to stay warm as well!"

'Zat eez a kind offer to zee one zat jumped into zees mindscape, but you know you are still being arrested yes? Zis sort of thing might be zee littlest bit suspicion, non? Not to mention ill-fitting.'

'For once we agree on something.'

Oh. Crap!

A flustered look of shock appeared on Charlotte's face, and as her face turned beet red she attempted to withdraw her arm hastily. She nearly dropped of the offered hot chocolate, even, lightly fumbling it in one hand before using telekinesis to catch it and keep it from spilling. At the very least, though, she seemed to catch herself a bit as she steadied herself once more.

'Let the girl- *sigh*. Not again.'

The nineteen-year-old seemed to grimace for a second, before gingerly transferring the offered thermos to her other arm for a moment as she rapped on her own skull with her knuckles in irritation. Her eyes seemed to stare up, as if attempting to look back at the voices prodding her mind once more. Seemed the distraction caused by Dante's leaving hadn't been long enough in her opinion. Usually she was more mindful of this, but...well, today was one of those days where things were more on-edge. She'd been caught up in her excitement for hot coco that she hadn't thought to question the advice initially. Wasn't like they were totally wrong, really, but to hell if she was going to make things worse by giving the cold shoulder!

"Stupid...ugh," the young witch said, mumbling to herself before letting out a long sigh before grabbing up and extending the not-spilled thermos out to Dante once more, the light pink of embarrassment crossing her own face briefly and her eyes looking more to the side as she struggled to look him in the face again, "It's...it's been a long day already. Sorry. But, um, I promise I didn't do anything to the hot coco. You can check the shelves if you want proof."

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Valya Karaznov

Time: 5pm
Location: Alexei’s
Interaction/Mentions: Vivian @Pink Khione, Finn @Milkman Ylva @13org

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"Oh? A little hero are we? Haha, well then perhaps this gig might suit you, hmm?" the older woman teasingly mused aloud to Finn, before letting out a quiet sigh and turning her eyes and body back around to Ylva.

A hint of familiarity seemed to pass over Valya's face at the nordic woman's mention of mead and 'stronger drinks', however, and a wry smile seemed to crawl back onto the Siberian werewolf's face from each corner. She pulled her head off of her hand and let her hands and arms rest again on the counter before speaking once more.

"Indeed, it seems we are both far from home for our own reasons I'd wager. But I can understand why the lighter drinks just stop doing the job anymore,"

Valya chuckled.

"I've had my fair share of drinks, but if you really want a kick to remember down the line then I'd recommend the moonshine out in the Appalachian region and similar rural areas. For many it would kill their ability to see, veritable 'rocket fuel' and poison that stuff is as compared to others, but for those with a need for 'heavier' product like ourselves it isn't a problem at all."

The raw and almighty burn of homemade high-proof moonshine made out of someone's bathtub or a still hidden in the backwoods. A true classic, akin to 'the classic' manner she first had it so very long ago, but only something she'd dabbled in a couple of times for her own enjoyment. Still, the memories of those nights and that one adorable effeminate-looking younger man working at the local diner were not ones she'd not want to forget. Even so, she could tell that simply by the other woman's seeming curiosity and reaction at her mention of familiarity with the Asulf that some form of a chord had been struck. What kind of chord, she had no idea. Either way it was better to play it safe in that particular matter.

"As for my familiarity with your line, Ylva, I must confess haven't visited in literal ages to be quite honest. I've traveled for many years indeed, moving from place to place and curiosity to curiosity and so forth. To see the world, to experience the world and everything within it, is a personal passion of mine if I may be so frank. Like...a leaf upon the wind..." the wine-haired vixen said, allowing her words to trail as she shifted her attention to Eli now in turn, giving a low chuckle at the man's humor before continuing, "Ah, the kitchen closes at ten? Would you happen to have anything that pairs well with a few very stiff drinks? I'm rather parched, but frankly I can't say no to a potential hot meal either."

Her smile perk up a bit more as she spoke, before glancing at Ylva and giving a small but friendly wink. Nothing flirty or such in this case, it would be all too easy in Valya's opinion, but simply a light prod to see if she might snatch herself a temporary drinking buddy and conversation partner for the next bit. The quiet of earlier had been nice, but frankly she wanted to loosen up a bit more and simply enjoy herself in a new place. Besides, those of Nordic stock (humans or otherwise) were generally good to have some hard drinks with.

"Would you want something as well, Ylva? My treat, drinks and food alike, as hopefully ample payment for your time here and some good conversation of course. No pressure, however, if you have business or such to attend to otherwise."