Lucker13

Fate/Lost Epoch

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SHINTO DISTRICT, FRUITS OF ECSTASY

Mehdi Al-Belia'al

"No, the shakes are what we do for tips," Mehdi replies absently, toying with loose strands of hair as he palms his hand into trees lining the sidewalk before blinking, "OH!" He blinks owlishly before turning a cunning smile towards Gunner, "Yes, you and I need to blend in to our surroundings. Be a natural part of this city." The magus gestures towards the rest of the city, "In this city, we have the three families, who've long prepared for the war. They'll be looking out for oddities. Travelers. Suspicious trespassers into their little grove. But you and me?"

Master turns away from Servant, and approaches the door to the fruit bar, "We'll blend like in. Just another tree in the old forest."

As Mehdi enters the establishment, the pale man strides towards the counter of the fruit bar, where a lanky twenty-something stands at attention with the fearful attentiveness of those trapped in the hell that is the food industry. The raven haired magus closes the distance swiftly, slamming both palms onto the countertop while affixing the young man with a glare.

"Let me see your manager."

"I'm sorry sir, but I'm authorized to resolve any issues you have?" The shorter, nervous Japanese quails beneath Mehdis piercing gaze. The silence draws out for a moment, before he opens his mouth again, "Sir, I-,

"Let me see your manager."

The fruit bartender sighs, his shoulders sagging in defeat before walking towards the back. As he watches him go, Mehdi casts an appraising eye over his retreating figure before shaking his head in dismissal, idly peeling open the upper layers of his outfit, the better to expose his chest to the air.

In a few short moments a dimunitive figure trundles behind the bar, an older woman, still youthful appearing but honestly that told Mehdi nothing.

The new arrival cast an eye over him warily, "What do you want?"

Mehdi turned his best smile to the obvious proprietess, "Are you hiring? My friend and I," he gestures towards Gunner behind him, "Are searching for a place to work for a short while, just raise some money to fund the rest of our trip across your fine..." Mehdi leans over, as if to meet the older womans eyes. He traces her gaze and pauses, then continues to descend further and just turn it into a full fledged bow, "Country."

A faint feeling of heat bloomed over his chest as he felt the store managers hungry gaze linger, before he heard the sound of her throat clearing.

Got 'em.

"We can see what we can do." Mehdi leaned back up, still holding the woman's eye, "I'll need to see some identification for you though."

Red eyes twinkled, and the scent of an alluring, sweet breeze wafted from his body, "No, you don't think thats necessary at all."

She breathes deeply, her eyes going oddly placid as the woman's elevated heartrate took the particules that actuated the hypnosis through her bloodstream, and directly into her mind, "You're right. I don't." She grins simply, a sensation of childish euphoria filling her being, "You smell nice."

"I know." Mehdi smirks, "Now, why don't you tell me if there's any where my friend and I can stay around here...?"

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SHINTO DISTRICT, FRUITS OF ECSTASY

Servant Gunner

"I fear that anyone that catches your eye would have trouble keeping up, man or woman but they would enjoy it all the same." They were upstairs, apparently the building used to be an old apartment before it got reworked as a "Smoothie" shop and had the basic necessities available to use. Much better than anything he was used to, Manfred took a seat at one of the beds, both in the same room and connected to a small bathroom, luxurious honestly to Manfred's opinion. Bare furniture but it wouldn't see much use, his Master trying on different clothes and inspecting himself on a nearby mirror to better blend in and 'make business booming!'. He knew that his Master had more in plan than just simply blending in, even with his 'style' many other methods were honestly better in that regard. It was connected to these 'Smoothies' and with their base being fruits, he had thoughts of what may proceed.

Still this was rare moment of peace, something Gunner learned didn't come often in War and would be even rarer as the whole thing went on. So he decided it was time to get a better feel of Mehdi then what base impressions he had so far.

"Master." Stopping him mid cock sure grin with his thumb at the corner and index finger running underneath his lips, Mehdi turned around with an eyebrow raised asking the silent question.

"Seeing as we have the time to talk, to know you and your goals better before this War truly begins." Manfred leans back on his, still appreciating how soft the bed was.

"Likes, dislikes, favorite 'type' the works as it were. When I became a leader during The War, I found it useful and nice to have chats like these with those that risked their lives with me up in the Sky. None of us had good chances to making it back home which came more apparent as the tides shifted and the Yanks came rolling in."

Growing a bit melancholy, Manfred focuses back in on his very interesting Master who had now faced him fully with an odd look on his face.

"I won't ask for what you wish for or anything personal, that's something a man decides for himself to share. Just call it curiosity from an Old War Hawk."

His piece finished, Manfred waits on his silently thinking Master.
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FUYUKI PARK

Rapheal Dimund

"Now this is going to be good...."

A Latino man in a secluded spot of the woods in this park talked silently to himself while making preparations to summon his 'Ally'. When those marks had appeared on his hand, he had first cursed his luck loudly while walking down a street in New York, a rare lost of cool. However now here he stood about to take part of the deadliest war with who knows what flying about. He wasn't much of a fighter and had little to contribute in a Magus fight considering his families history so he needed to play to his strengths. The rewards for all this however were juicy, artifacts galore potentially if he played it right.

Most wanted some powerful demi-god or invincible hero in a War like this, not him though. He just needed something that was deadly, able to do it quickly and high get away speed when it probably went to shit. Doing research it was easy enough to get the right catalyst for this person, convenient too. Smoking on a pipe he finishes the way too long chant and with a flash he sees the figure emerge. He then looks upward.

".....I can work with this."

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Fate/Lost Epoch

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Mehdi Al-Belia'al

"No time like the present," The youthful magus replies, "We just need to take the time to line everything up, and I have the perfect place in mind to get ready for the action later on." Red pupils dart back and forth, then he steps into the center of the array, where some semblance of the silver mist still clings in spite of the morning air.

Mehdi reaches into the pocket of his uniform, withdrawing an inappropriately sized pot, a gnarled sapling grasping hungrily into the air. Mehdi coos affectionately at it, and the sapling appears to twitch towards the sound of his voice. The magus smirks, and he places the pot into the center of the circle, the object sinking effortlessly into the soft, rich earth. The remaining silver mist is now gone.

"One last thing," he says to his Servant, and with a few whispered words, the grass of the field grows outwards, drinking slightly from his Circuits, and hiding the wounds etched into the earth, and what he had hidden with it. To anyone's senses, this clearing appeared to be just another clearing in the forest. One of countless hundreds.

His job done, Mehdi patted his hands on his pants, "Let's go."

With those words, the two departed back into the city. Mehdi had his eyes on an ideal base of operations:

A trendy fruit bar in the Shinto business district, conveniently named "Fruits of Ecstasy"

"First things first, Gunner, it's time we got ourselves a job."

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@TehChron

SHINTO DISTRICT, FRUITS OF ECSTASY

Servant Gunner

Times really had changed. Manfred couldn't help notice how much bigger everything was compared to his time and how much bright color was available. Being told information directly into your head was one thing, seeing it firsthand was another entirely. They had stopped shortly at the edge of the City to get him some less eye catching clothes at the edge of the Shinto District, Manfred got himself some easy sneakers, blue jeans and a comfortable red T-shirt. He couldn't resist. He also took the time asking his Master basic questions before they got into the City of what he could do, which turned out to be quite a lot with something as simple as a green thumb.

After the short stop they came to the a store named Fruits of Ecstasy of all things. Only a short time with his Master and he already knew it fit him to a T. It was near a place of intense foot traffic somewhat near the bridge. Turning to his Master who looked eager to explain further, Manfred began as such,

"From what I can see on the menu this is a place that makes, uh, shakes?" Gunner gives a brief squint at all the fruity options available.

"Not the kind of place I imagined to be during a good portion of this War, but with your particular skills I can see why. Are we to work here then?"
@TehChron

Fate/Lost Epoch

Mehdi Al-Beliya'al

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Thin, pale lips stretch into a smirk, and a crisply pressed sleeve is raised in a salute to the famous Hero before him, "Do I need a reason to seek out the most legendary Hero of the Great War? Unequaled in scope save for the most legendary battles between gods of long forgotten myth?" A dark eyebrow raises up, "Don't sell yourself short, Baron-man, you're the greatest dogfighter to have ever lived, after all. Didn't you know it yourself? The man who controls the air, controls the war."

As the two converse, the magus strides towards the summoning circle, small bits of matter dropped into the still magic-rich soil, enriched and empowered by the castoff of the High Ritual which had just occurred there. Finally, the Master stands before his Servant, nearly equal to him in height.

"My name is Mehdi Al-Beliya'al," His hand stretches out to be shook, "Let's get along, 'kay?" The magus winks, his smile turning predatory.

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@TehChron

Clasping the offered arm and giving it a few good pumps, Servant Gunner chuckles. "It's hard to argue when put like that. Best for you to lead on then, I'm rather distinct when I travel, especially during the day and I figured we need time to set up a plan of attack and who are priority targets and so on without giving the game away yet."

He looks back at the sky and gives a what can you do type of shrug. He then looks back at his Master Mehdi and gives a grim grin, eyes glowing beneath the shade of his cap.

"Once preparations are over I'll be glad to show these old bedtime story Heroes on how War is to be done."

Servant Gunner

@TehChron

Fate/Lost Epoch

@TehChron

Fate/Lost Epoch

"Now this is unexpected." A man stands above the ritual circle, dressed in a sharp gray uniform with small outlines of red running down it. Young looking with bright blue eyes and cut short blond hair he possesses a certain control of himself, checking over his cross like medal near his neck and fixing the cap on his head. Now he eyes the rather well dressed man across from him, a smirk playing at his lips. He finally looks up at a clear blue sky and smiles. With a slight accent he speaks.

"Truly a shame how the war ended up and what came of it. Here I am summoned to another smaller yet as important war to deal with all kinds of other Heroes. I won't ask why you had someone like me as your pick, not now anyways."

He looks back down to this Master of his and gives a cheeky smirk.

"And I won't bother with the obvious as well in who you are. A War is upon us and those slow to act will surely regret it, I just have couple questions before we begin."

He stands straight and gives a proper salute before asking,

"I ask of you Master what is your Name and how may I Manfred von Richthofen be of service in this War."

Servant Gunner

Fate/Lost Epoch

Master

Name: Rapheal Dumind

Title(s): Indiana

Gender: Male

Age: 28

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Rank: Count

Objective for the Grail: The Locations of remaining Artifacts from the Era of the Gods.

Character Objectives: To survive and maybe loot whatever bodies become of this War.

Personality: Raised to take risks and to not flinch in the face of the extreme were the only options given to one who was raised to raid ruins, mystical or otherwise around the world. While always making sure to do good by himself first, Rapheal can at times lend a helping hand if he finds the sight pitible enough. He's seen some of the worst the world has through exploring old sites and selling it on the Black Market has made him much more agreeable to odd personalities than most would.

A usually calm man, not much can set him off.

Biography: The Dimunds are an odd family, tomb divers since the 1800's they were up in their neck's of anything someone would consider old or precious. Thieves of the Past, they decided that rather get caught in the middle of a city they had a better chance out in the world. Around the 1900's however something happened, a desperate Magus in need of help in cracking a tomb with a powerful artifact that would save his reputation at the Tower, and the Dimunds had made enough of a name for themselves at that point for him to seek them out. Not enough time to teach them, the Magus instead made them aware of Magecraft so they could serve as better minefield trippers as it were. As luck would have it, they actually had some circuits in them and when the Magus tried to kill them off with the Artifact in sight, they surprised him with low level magecraft that activated a trap and brought the whole ruin on their heads. Able to escape and armed with new knowledge, the Family was never the same.

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Magic Circuit Switch: Breaking a Robins neck.

Number of Magic Circuits: D

Quality of Magic Circuits: C

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Elemental Affinity: Earth

Magecraft: Bare Basics of Foundations: General Craft is learned and is able to use, specialized in Bounded Fields, specifically in breaking into them.

Spirit Evocation: Useful to have when raiding tombs, an evocation everybody learned in the Family. Just need a small piece of them to commune.

Magic Crest: Dimunds didn't have the resources or time to develop a crest with how they lived and were introduced to Magecraft

Equipment: A pair of enchanted moccasins, helpful in speeding up in short bursts it sacrificed constant advance speed for key bursts needed to avoid sudden traps or other dangers. Needed 30 seconds to recharge for the next boost.

Some little gold earrings, they buzz slightly against negative thoughts directed within a 20 meter area in the direction they are.

A good ole smoke pipe from Great Grandpap, enchanted to instantly smoke up an area of 10 meters that would be difficult to disperse normally. Needs to be actually smoked with beforehand to have a good effect.

A sucker for the classics, a revolver for each hip fully loaded and ammo to spare for the upcoming War in a back pouch. Simple but effective even against Magi if used right.

A tent kit and survival supplies. Able to survive out in the woods for a few days off it alone.

Exceptional Benefit: Superior Mystic Code.

Fate/Lost Epoch

My Master sheet has finally been put in on the post that had the Red Baron on. Ready for the next review roundup.

Fate/Lost Epoch

The Red Baron

Name: Manfred von Richthofen
“Success flourishes only in perseverance — ceaseless, restless perseverance.”

Title(s): The Red Baron, Ace-of-Aces

Class: Gunner

Gender: Male

Attribute: Man

Alignment: Neutral Good

Personality: Formerly a brash man who took risks ever since his childhood, a man who commissioned a silver cup for every plane he downed before he was stopped by a silver shortage in his home country and made an effort to collect souvenirs from those he defeated in aerial combat. A poster boy for Germany, real life Hero out in the Skies and defending the Fatherland. However War dragged on for Manfred, he took it more seriously and after every Dog Fight he went by himself to a room to think. It became less of a daring adventure and joyful thing to fly above the clouds but now rather the best means he had to defend his country from those who would seek to do it harm

He was given chances to step away from it, his accolades allowed him to take a safer position near the end of the war, people warned that if he did not step away from flying he would die. He would not however stop just for safety, for those down in the trenches who were doing just as an important job did not have a choice like that. Honor compelled him to keep fighting to the best of his ability.

Objective for the Grail: To Fly Under Those Sky’s Once Again.

Character Objectives: What your character wants to accomplish here besides their wish/winning the war, and what you as a player would like to do with your character. PM this to me, rather than including it in the public sheet!

Biography: Forced into Cadet service from a young age due to his father he only did enough to pass, seeing to do more as a waste of effort. Even young as 11 he was a known risk taker and climbed a chapel tower, something that would be helpful later in life. He joined the Army as part of the Calvary but after seeing what WW1 changed in warfare, he decided to stick to relaying supplies before writing a letter to join the Aerial Unit.

Accepted, he learned how to fly and on his first solo flight crashed on the landing. Manfred would swiftly get past it and become known as a cocky pilot, flying straight through a thunderstorm against his superiors orders. This caught the attention of Germany’s then top Ace Pilot Oswald Boelcke who asked him to join his fighter squadron Jasta 2.

When Oswald had an accident that took his life, Manfred became in charge of the squad and lead it straight into infamy. He took to coloring his Bi-plane red and his squad did the same, the practice spreading to other squads using different colors. This caused later when Manfred recruited Elite Pilots and other Aces to a new unit that became known as the “Flying Circus” for its brightly colored planes, movement back and forth across battle lines and its camp making use of tents.

After securing 80 confirmed kills and another 20 unconfirmed, Manfred von Richthofen died chasing a plane that had injured his brother, seemingly from a stray bullet that destroyed his heart and lungs. He still had enough to him to smoothly land the plan and laid there for Allied Soldiers to come upon.

Weapon: Luger P08: A sidearm if Manfred was ever forced to fight on the ground. While having received training to use it well, it was sparingly used in his life.

Parameters:

STR: E

END: E

AGI: C+

MGI: E

LCK: B

Class Skills:
Marksmanship: Skill at shooting techniques. C+

Trained in using basic firearms of his time allow him have a basic understanding of shooting the enemy. When fighting other pilots in his Plane is when he shined as he spent more time up in the air than on the ground.

Independent Action: Ability to survive for a time even without a Master (Servants without this can only last for a matter of moments if their Master dies). B

Manfred was used to hours of a time by himself in the clouds patrolling. While eventually becoming a Leader in his own right, to his core he was still used to doing things at his own tune at times and going against others instructions.

Personal Skills: Disengage A- As one of the first Dog Fighters in history and Ace among his time, Manfred has learned how to pick and choose his fights, able to get away from bad situations and turn it to a more even playing field.

Eye of the Mind (True) B - Developed over his training and refined over the war, Manfred is able to pick up the smallest detail to his advantage to turn it around on his enemies and bring them down from the sky.

Dog Fighting EX - The first to truly master Fighting in the Skies, you paved a whole new way of fighting in war. None were ever your best while you lived and never did you lose a duel up there among the Clouds. Up in the Air you were near invincible and those who tried to challenge that always failed. This allows Manfred access to parts of the Riding skill as to benefit from his experience in the war on his plane and his uncanny ability to turn the most dire situations into a great benefit.

Noble Phantasm: Your trump card and the symbol of your legend as a whole. The limit for these is generally going to be two, unless you're using a canon Servant who has more.

Name: An Ace among Aces

“Fight on and fly on to the last drop of blood and the last drop of fuel, to the last beat of the heart.”

Title: Those Who Reigned Supreme Up There

Rank: B

NP Type: Anti-Unit

Range: 1-50

Maximum Number of Targets: 1

Description: His most famous image of his Legend, the very thing that gave him the title “Red Baron”. This Tri-Plane terrorized the skies of WW1 and Allied Forces grew weary spotting this particular red blot in the sky. A Symbol of Air Dominance wherever it was.

Here the Red Baron pulls on those that used to fly with him, the Flying Circus and performs a devastating Aerial Combo on the enemy. Passes from every direction and hails of fire, distracting the enemy with his comrades first and then giving the Baron time to line up the perfect pass and unleash onto them as he had done so many times before.

Name: The Red Baron

Title: That Red Devil in the Sky

Rank: C

NP Type: Anti-Unit

Range: 1-5

Maximum Number of Targets: 1

Description: His Fokker Dr1 Dreidecker, a core part of his Legend as without it he would not be known as the "Red Baron" and as such he is able to summon the Tri-Plane wherever he is and take flight upon it once more. Without need for refueling or restocking on ammunition allows Manfred to stay in the Air much longer than normal and is only dependent on his Master's ability.

Fate/Lost Epoch

The Red Baron

Name: Manfred von Richthofen
“Success flourishes only in perseverance — ceaseless, restless perseverance.”

Title(s): The Red Baron, Ace-of-Aces

Class: Gunner

Gender: Male

Attribute: Just leave this blank during application!

Alignment: Neutral Good

Personality: Formerly a brash man who took risks ever since his childhood, a man who commissioned a silver cup for every plane he downed before he was stopped by a silver shortage in his home country and made an effort to collect souvenirs from those he defeated in aerial combat. A poster boy for Germany, real life Hero out in the Skies and defending the Fatherland. However War dragged on for Manfred, he took it more seriously and after every Dog Fight he went by himself to a room to think. It became less of a daring adventure and joyful thing to fly above the clouds but now rather the best means he had to defend his country from those who would seek to do it harm

He was given chances to step away from it, his accolades allowed him to take a safer position near the end of the war, people warned that if he did not step away from flying he would die. He would not however stop just for safety, for those down in the trenches who were doing just as an important job did not have a choice like that. Honor compelled him to keep fighting to the best of his ability.

Objective for the Grail: To Fly Under Those Sky’s Once Again.

Character Objectives: What your character wants to accomplish here besides their wish/winning the war, and what you as a player would like to do with your character. PM this to me, rather than including it in the public sheet!

Biography: Forced into Cadet service from a young age due to his father he only did enough to pass, seeing to do more as a waste of effort. Even young as 11 he was a known risk taker and climbed a chapel tower, something that would be helpful later in life. He joined the Army as part of the Calvary but after seeing what WW1 changed in warfare, he decided to stick to relaying supplies before writing a letter to join the Aerial Unit.

Accepted, he learned how to fly and on his first solo flight crashed on the landing. Manfred would swiftly get past it and become known as a cocky pilot, flying straight through a thunderstorm against his superiors orders. This caught the attention of Germany’s then top Ace Pilot Oswald Boelcke who asked him to join his fighter squadron Jasta 2.

When Oswald had an accident that took his life, Manfred became in charge of the squad and lead it straight into infamy. He took to coloring his Bi-plane red and his squad did the same, the practice spreading to other squads using different colors. This caused later when Manfred recruited Elite Pilots and other Aces to a new unit that became known as the “Flying Circus” for its brightly colored planes, movement back and forth across battle lines and its camp making use of tents.

After securing 80 confirmed kills and another 20 unconfirmed, Manfred von Richthofen died chasing a plane that had injured his brother, seemingly from a stray bullet that destroyed his heart and lungs. He still had enough to him to smoothly land the plan and laid there for Allied Soldiers to come upon.

Weapon: Luger P08: A sidearm if Manfred was ever forced to fight on the ground. While having received training to use it well, it was sparingly used in his life.

Parameters:

STR: E

END: E

AGI: C+

MGI: E

LCK: B

Class Skills:
Marksmanship: Skill at shooting techniques. C+

Trained in using basic firearms of his time allow him have a basic understanding of shooting the enemy. When fighting other pilots in his Plane is when he shined as he spent more time up in the air than on the ground.

Independent Action: Ability to survive for a time even without a Master (Servants without this can only last for a matter of moments if their Master dies). B

Manfred was used to hours of a time by himself in the clouds patrolling. While eventually becoming a Leader in his own right, to his core he was still used to doing things at his own tune at times and going against others instructions.

Personal Skills: Disengage A- As one of the first Dog Fighters in history and Ace among his time, Manfred has learned how to pick and choose his fights, able to get away from bad situations and turn it to a more even playing field.

Eye of the Mind (True) B - Developed over his training and refined over the war, Manfred is able to pick up the smallest detail to his advantage to turn it around on his enemies and bring them down from the sky.

Dog Fighting EX - The first to truly master Fighting in the Skies, you paved a whole new way of fighting in war. None were ever your best while you lived and never did you lose a duel up there among the Clouds. Up in the Air you were near invincible and those who tried to challenge that always failed. This allows Manfred access to parts of the Riding skill as to benefit from his experience in the war on his plane and his uncanny ability to turn the most dire situations into a great benefit.

Noble Phantasm: Your trump card and the symbol of your legend as a whole. The limit for these is generally going to be two, unless you're using a canon Servant who has more.

Name: An Ace among Aces

“Fight on and fly on to the last drop of blood and the last drop of fuel, to the last beat of the heart.”

Title: Those Who Reigned Supreme Up There

Rank: B

NP Type: Anti-Unit

Range: 1-50

Maximum Number of Targets: 1-15

Description: His most famous image of his Legend, the very thing that gave him the title “Red Baron”. This Tri-Plane terrorized the skies of WW1 and Allied Forces grew weary spotting this particular red blot in the sky. A Symbol of Air Dominance wherever it was.

Here the Red Baron pulls on those that used to fly with him, the Flying Circus and performs a devastating Aerial Combo on the enemy. Passes from every direction and hails of fire, distracting the enemy with his comrades first and then giving the Baron time to line up the perfect pass and unleash onto them as he had done so many times before.

Name: The Red Baron

Title: That Red Devil in the Sky

Rank: C

NP Type: Anti-Unit

Range: 1-5

Maximum Number of Targets: 1

Description: His Fokker Dr1 Dreidecker, a core part of his Legend as without it he would not be known as the "Red Baron" and as such he is able to summon the Tri-Plane wherever he is and take flight upon it once more. Without need for refueling or restocking on ammunition allows Manfred to stay in the Air much longer than normal and is only dependent on his Master's ability.

Master

Name: Rapheal Dumind

Title(s): Indiana

Gender: Male

Age: 28

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Rank: How the Mage's Association would rank you. Leave this blank during application!

Objective for the Grail: The Locations of remaining Artifacts from the Era of the Gods.

Character Objectives: To survive and maybe loot whatever bodies become of this War.

Personality: Raised to take risks and to not flinch in the face of the extreme were the only options given to one who was raised to raid ruins, mystical or otherwise around the world. While always making sure to do good by himself first, Rapheal can at times lend a helping hand if he finds the sight pitible enough. He's seen some of the worst the world has through exploring old sites and selling it on the Black Market has made him much more agreeable to odd personalities than most would.

A usually calm man, not much can set him off.

Biography: The Dimunds are an odd family, tomb divers since the 1800's they were up in their neck's of anything someone would consider old or precious. Thieves of the Past, they decided that rather get caught in the middle of a city they had a better chance out in the world. Around the 1900's however something happened, a desperate Magus in need of help in cracking a tomb with a powerful artifact that would save his reputation at the Tower, and the Dimunds had made enough of a name for themselves at that point for him to seek them out. Not enough time to teach them, the Magus instead made them aware of Magecraft so they could serve as better minefield trippers as it were. As luck would have it, they actually had some circuits in them and when the Magus tried to kill them off with the Artifact in sight, they surprised him with low level magecraft that activated a trap and brought the whole ruin on their heads. Able to escape and armed with new knowledge, the Family was never the same.

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Magic Circuit Switch: Breaking a Robins neck.

Number of Magic Circuits: D

Quality of Magic Circuits: C

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Elemental Affinity: Earth

Magecraft: Bare Basics of Foundations: General Craft is learned and is able to use, specialized in Bounded Fields, specifically in breaking into them.

Spirit Evocation: Useful to have when raiding tombs, an evocation everybody learned in the Family. Just need a small piece of them to commune.

Magic Crest: Dimunds didn't have the resources or time to develop a crest with how they lived and were introduced to Magecraft

Equipment: A pair of enchanted moccasins, helpful in speeding up in short bursts it sacrificed constant advance speed for key bursts needed to avoid sudden traps or other dangers. Needed 30 seconds to recharge for the next boost.

Some little gold earrings, they buzz slightly against negative thoughts directed within a 20 meter area in the direction they are.

A good ole smoke pipe from Great Grandpap, enchanted to instantly smoke up an area of 10 meters that would be difficult to disperse normally. Needs to be actually smoked with beforehand to have a good effect.

A sucker for the classics, a revolver for each hip fully loaded and ammo to spare for the upcoming War in a back pouch. Simple but effective even against Magi if used right.

A tent kit and survival supplies. Able to survive out in the woods for a few days off it alone.

Exceptional Benefit: Superior Mystic Code.

Fate/Lost Epoch

Rome's Bane

"I am not carrying on a war of extermination against the Romans. I am contending for honour and empire. My ancestors yielded to Roman valour. I am endeavouring that others, in their turn, will be obliged to yield to my good fortune, and my valour."

Class: Strategist
True Name: Hannibal, son of Hamilcar
Alignment: Neutral Good
Bio: Hannibal, one who transversed terrain thought impossible with Elephants to attack a growing ancient super power, spent Fifteen years in its countryside and taunted his enemies outside their capital. All of it to burn down Rome. Only finally forced back when an invasion was launched at his home Carthage lead by one Scipio and to finally fall to him.

He became the bar that all generals would measure themselves against in the future, his tactics against Rome still used to teach those learning of what to look out for. His ability to sustain himself in enemy lands for over a decade. A man that would keep an oath he made when he was but nine with his Father, over fire and blood did he declare to hold a Hatred for Rome. Driven throughout his life he lead by example to his men who followed him every step of the way.

STR:C
AGI:C
END:B
MGI:C-
LCK:A+
NP:A++

Class Skills
Advice of the Strategist: Understanding situations and giving advice to allies.
Command of the Strategist: Bringing forth the maximum power of your army.

Personal Skills
Charisma A: Hannibal was able to lead his troops through the then impossible seeming Alps and not a one left him on his journey to burn Rome.
To be Continued

Noble Phantasms

Encirclement of Cannae

Rank: A
Type: Anti-Army
Range: 10-55
Maximum Number of Targets: 500
His most famous ploy on the battlefield, vastly outnumbered he was still able to incircle his enemy by bait them out with a weak center and encircling them by closing up the flanks and closing the trap with the calvary. It became Rome's greatest defeat in History and one of the most single bloodiest days in warfare.

If within sight, Hannibal is able to summon a version of what happened that day on the battlefield with a similar version of his Army then. Those caught within the circle feel a fear rise up in them that those in the past felt. The more caught within it the more the effects are amplified.

He who Crossed the Alps

"I will either find a way, or make one."
Rank: A++
Type: Anti-Army
Range: 40-99
Maximum Number of Targets: 1

Probably his most well known move, crossing the Alps with Elephants and his army to better strike at Rome and completely surprise them. Doing something thought impossible he made shockwaves across the ancient world in his quest to Defeat Rome. This Logistical Wonder is what defines Hannibal.

By Deploying this Noble Phantasm, Hannibal is able to bring those he sees as allies directly to the most unexpected route to those he recognizes as the enemy, he will then be unseen by said enemy until he is upon them with his full wrath. No matter how unlikely or improbable the direction, most surely Hannibal will emerge from there.

This seemed pretty fun and I made an account to try my luck. I'm not that well versed in Nasu from what you can see from this Servant page and I'm very open to any changes I should make to have this work better or what to add to it. This would also be my first time trying to RP so any tips on that would be nice as well! I'll be updating this as I do some more research myself and start working on the Master Sheet too.