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If you plant a block of C4, you can set up a sniper rifle on a stand from a safe distance with tie an egg timer glued to the trigger. When the timer goes off, the vibrations will pull the trigger and the bullet will detonate the C4 from far away.

Since you don't have to account for human error, you can have the rifle like ten miles away and it'll still hit accurately.
Blackened silver still doesn't have the color or texture of a crow. Really, it's more like you've got statues flying around. They've got a thirty-six inch wingspan too, so it's not exactly stealthy, moreso when you've got a bunch of paranoid wizards in a battle royale who are on the lookout for exactly this kind of thing.
@Zobozun

Actually, Seyrun's familiars are made of silver, after all she had no skill in dealing with animals as well. Thought they are quite inconspicuous since Seyrun tarnishes the silver to near dull black, so that they look like real crows.

She had plans to have Caster improve them if it's possible, otherwise she'll only have more quantity.




This is tarnished silver. I don't think it's particularly inconspicuous.
"A horseless carriage?" Musashi noted, staring at the truck. He'd become vaguely aware what a car was, but didn't like them. The inside was extremely cramped, and provided little room to move one's arms or even stand properly. Fighting inside one was comparable to being inside a tunnel. Musashi plucked the weapons from his hip and sat on the passenger's side. He placed his katana by his side, leaning vertically on the seat. His wakizashi was held in his left hand, sitting across his lap. It was no perfect solution, but it could be drawn quickly and used in tight spaces until he escaped the car for more preferential terrain.

"About myself? Well." Musashi considered, scratching his beard. He supposed he shouldn't be surprised if his legend was less well heard outside Japan. Likewise, info about the West was impossible to come by during his life.
"In life, I was my country's best swordsman. Number One under the Sun, they called me. I devoted my life to the Way of the Sword, and through skill, tenacity, and lots of practice, won many duels." His hand clenched around his shorter blade. Musashi relaxed his grip, and explored the car as they drove and talk, peeking inside the glove compartment and looking at the mirrors.
"And then, I realized something. After you master a Way, it becomes apparent in all other Ways. The Way of the sword can be compared to the way of the carpenter, of the artist, of the farmer, and so on. So, I spent my later years training new students, writing, and painting. More than sixty duels and not a man managed to kill me, you know that? I died of old age. Even then, everyone was too weak or too scared to fight me. Still, I suppose it can't be helped."

Musashi leaned back in the chair, staring out the window at the passing scenery. "I've already carved my way into history long ago. If my martial arts were strong, my legend will survive. I suppose we'll read if that's true soon enough. Still, it's been a long time. I would be a fool not to see how martial arts have changed in the past few centuries."
"A wish, huh? That is indeed a tempting offer." Musashi nodded, mulling over the idea. "If this story is mere rumor, only madmen will be there. If it's truly a tournament, we can expect the very strong."

"And as for my request. I would like books on history and the world. It has been many years since I died; I would like to see how martial arts have changed. It would also do well to know about the nation we're entering; I'm not familiar with this 'Moonland'. And finally, I'd like to request some paint, and perhaps scrap wood to carve. With these, I can make more art."

"That said," he finished, a look of curiosity on his face. "I've never had this 'burger' before. I don't know what they are, but you've piqued my curiosity. Please, do show me."
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"I see." Musashi stuck his sword through his sash and rubbed his chin, taking in Billy's words. "Then the west has certainly changed in the past four hundred years. I have a vague awareness of the current state of affairs, but much is still unknown. You are correct; let us start with introductions."

The samurai turned, and focused his steely eyes on Billy. "My name is Miyamoto Musashi. If you have beckoned me here, then you wish for me to fight, yes? Though I may make a selfish request until the tournament begins."
In a flash of white light, Musashi appeared. A man of thirty, he was dressed in a gray kimono, hair wild, beard untrimmed. He was kneeling, one knee raised vertically. A wakizashi was tucked through his sash. In his left hand he held a heavy katana.

"You have beck- what do you mean what's wrong with my eyes? What's wrong with YOUR eyes?" he asked, standing up quickly. The swordsman stopped suddenly as he scanned the room. Hundreds of bodies lay in front of him, all with their throat slit. They were no Japanese, but Musashi got the gist of it. This was obviously junshi, mass suicide to follow their lord into the afterlife. Even if they weren't samurai, these were devoted men. Their lord was lucky to have so many loyal retainers. He would have to give a prayer over their graves later.

Musashi turned back to the man. In his time, almost all Westerners save for specific circumstances were forbidden from entering Japan, lest the imperialists ruin the country the way they did China. "...You're a foreigner, then? Did these men kill themselves to rejoin their lord? That's admirable. I thought Westerners feared seppuku."
Name: Miyamoto Musashi

Class: Saber

Gender: Male

Appearance:

Wears a plain, dark colored kimono.

Alignment: True Neutral

Personality: A man equal parts stern and zen, Musashi's number one goal in life is the status of Japan's greatest swordsman. As he has long since achieved that goal, however, he is no longer a hotblooded young man. Cool and calculating, he has a wit sharper than his sword and is not unwilling to manipulate the enemy. In combat, he's ferocious and clever, and his swords resemble the fangs of a tiger and the claws of a dragon.
His hobbies are painting and woodworking. He has an aversion to baths.

History: Musashi was a famous ronin from 17th century Japan, notorious for being an expert duelist, winning numerous fights throughout his life through a combination of wit and skill. Most famously, he fought and killed Sasaki Kojiro when he was about twenty-nine or thirty. Besides this, Musashi was known for his skills as an artist, philosopher, and writer. He was said to have a rough appearance and mannerisms, despite his skill.
For more information, go to your local library. Or here.

Weapon: Musashi personal weapon consists of a daisho, a matching set of samurai swords consisting of the longer katana and the shorter wakizashi. These utilize the iconic twin ring tsuba he's associated with.

Parameters:

Strength: C

Endurance: C

Agility: A

Mana: E

Luck: C

Class Skills:
Riding: E
Concerns the usage of mounts and vehicles. As Musashi was no cavalryman in life, this is more of a courtesy skill. He has a functional grasp of most vehicles and animals, enough to drive normally.

Magic Resistance: C
Cancel spells with a chant below two verses. Cannot defend against Magecraft on the level of High-Thaumaturgy and Greater Rituals.

Personal Skills:
Eye of the Mind (True): A
Despite his countless duels and battles, Musashi mastered many forms of art aside from swordfighting. His powers of observation and analysis have been honed through a lifetime of experience devoted to understanding the Way.

Noble Phantasm(s): n/a
Name: Miyamoto Musashi

Class: Saber

Gender: Male

Appearance:

Wears a plain, dark colored kimono.

Alignment: True Neutral

Personality: A man equal parts stern and zen, Musashi's number one goal in life is the status of Japan's greatest swordsman. As he has long since achieved that goal, however, he is no longer a hotblooded young man. Cool and calculating, he has a wit sharper than his sword and is not unwilling to manipulate the enemy. In combat, he's ferocious and clever, and his swords resemble the fangs of a tiger and the claws of a dragon.
His hobbies are painting and woodworking. He has an aversion to baths.

History: Musashi was a famous ronin from 17th century Japan, notorious for being an expert duelist, winning numerous fights throughout his life through a combination of wit and skill. Most famously, he fought and killed Sasaki Kojiro when he was about twenty-nine or thirty. Besides this, Musashi was known for his skills as an artist, philosopher, and writer. He was said to have a rough appearance and mannerisms, despite his skill.
For more information, go to your local library. Or here.

Weapon: Musashi personal weapon consists of a daisho, a matching set of samurai swords consisting of the longer katana and the shorter wakizashi. These utilize the iconic twin ring tsuba he's associated with.

Parameters:

Strength: C

Endurance: C

Agility: A

Mana: E

Luck: C

Class Skills:
Riding: E
Concerns the usage of mounts and vehicles. As Musashi was no cavalryman in life, this is more of a courtesy skill. He has a functional grasp of most vehicles and animals, enough to drive normally.

Magic Resistance: C
Cancel spells with a chant below two verses. Cannot defend against Magecraft on the level of High-Thaumaturgy and Greater Rituals.

Personal Skills:
Eye of the Mind (True): A
Despite his countless duels and battles, Musashi mastered many forms of art aside from swordfighting. His powers of observation and analysis have been honed through a lifetime of experience devoted to understanding the Way.

Noble Phantasm(s): n/a
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