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Fate/Dark Heritage

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Rogue Berserker

True Name

Nennius

Region

Britain

Class

Berserker

Attribute

Man

Parameters

STR: A
END: A
AGI: B+
MNA: C
LCK: B

Legend

A prince of Britain who fought in the defensive war against Julius Caesar's invasion. Proud and strong, he personally met Caesar on the battlefield, and although the combat ability of that Roman leader overwhelmed him at first, he was able to catch the golden sword Crocea Mors when it was jammed through his shield and into his head. Despite the blade piercing his skull, Nennius didn't let it go. He stole the weapon that represented Caesar's victory, forcing the general to retreat while Nennius butchered Roman soldiers with his stolen sword. The shame of losing in such a manner haunted Caesar for the rest of his life, and even when Nennius died of his head wound half a month later, he was buried with Crocea Mors, never letting Caesar regain the pride he had lost in their battle.

Class Skills

Mad Enhancement C+: Madness owing to Berserker's wild slaughter of the Roman troops and influence from the odd state of his Noble Phantasm. His parameters aside from Luck and Mana have been ranked-up, but his communication and reasoning are heavily impaired. If he identifies an opponent as a Roman, those same parameters will receive a + correction for the battle, but his mind will be completely gone for that duration.

Personal Skills

Tarnished Gold B: Combat abilities used in his fight against Caesar, inflicting shame on that Roman that stayed with him even as a Heroic Spirit. With everything he had, Berserker aimed to show that Roman that his swordsmanship and his words were equally worthless. Those who fight against Berserker with elegance, beauty, refinement, or pride will receive heavy negative adjustments to their actions. Their shining grins and beloved martial techniques will surely vanish as they are dragged down into an unflattering struggle in the mud. A high aptitude to destroy poise and confidence without using one's words, while also protecting oneself from mental attacks through single-mindedness.

Legion Shattering B: A result of Berserker thoughtlessly butchering Romans in battle, leaving each man in his path decapitated or unable to move. It can be said that he will never be defeated by a foe who is lesser than him, no matter how many he may face at once. Even if he were swarmed by an army, each man would be killed with inhuman reflexes upon entering his reach. Berserker's fighting power rises when outnumbered, and he can use "Anti-Army" type Noble Phantasms with great effectiveness.

Battle Continuation A++: Berserker's strong vitality and willpower, allowing him to survive mortal wounds. Julius Caesar once stabbed through Berserker's shield and into his head, and Berserker kept his grip on life, holding onto the sword like a madman, using it to slaughter enemy troops, and not expiring from his wounds until fifteen days later. Effectiveness is further increased due to the state of his Noble Phantasm, making him a monster that will continue to move even if large sections of his body are blasted away. Since his internal organs are no longer present, stabbing him through the chest will be the same as stabbing him through the hand.

Nynn Grasp

Title: Avaricious Flesh Shield
Rank: B
NP Type: Anti-Unit (Self)
Range: 0
Maximum Number of Targets: 1 person
Description: Stemming from the time Nennius stole Caesar's sword by embedding it in his shield, Berserker has access to a powerful ability capable of stealing opponent's armaments after receiving their attacks. Indeed, "a shield that takes hold of enemy weapons" is something Nennius would have access to as a Saber or Shielder.

It is not so.

A slight confusion has arisen since "Caeser stuck his sword into Nennius' shield" and "Caesar stuck his sword into Nennius' head" are two events that occurred in the same swing, and one way or another Nennius ended up with Crocea Mors afterwards. Thus, as a Berserker, it is Nennius's body itself which has become his "shield"--a manifestation of greed and willpower to humiliate his enemies. His skin gains hardness beyond even his armour, and his effectiveness rises in defensive situations due to being a "shield". Under that skin, where one would expect to find flesh, blood, bones, and organs, lies a uniform black ooze. This gel is normally what covers the front of Nennius' shield, entrapping weapons and stealing them away if they are not swiftly pulled out. It can be called a form of Self-Modification that activates when something pierces into Nennius' body. Anything, even Noble Phantasms, can theoretically be held within the body for integration or later use, becoming a possession of Nennius just as Caesar's golden sword once did.

An unwilling target can attempt a Strength check to pull themselves or their possessions out of the ooze before Nennius completes the process of absorbing them. Swords, projectiles, vehicles... Beneath the skin, this man's body has become like an amoeba that absorbs all kinds of things, making them into the Berserker's possessions. It is capable of reforming itself at a moderate rate should it suffer damage. To ensure Nennius' death, complete annihilation is the best choice. Only by being present during his demise can a hero reclaim a lost armament.

Crocea Mors

Title: Bloodstained Yellow Death
Rank: B+
NP Type: Anti-Unit
Range: 1~60
Maximum Number of Targets: 600 people
Description: A golden sword Nennius took in battle from Julius Caesar during Rome's invasion of Britain. It became stuck when Caesar stabbed him in the head, and he took hold of it, threw away his own weapon, and began cutting down Romans left and right. Once a brilliant gold armament of Rome, it has been stained to an unsightly red-copper shade in Nennius' hands.

Its ability of "assured victory" has become twisted into "assured slaughter". Once Nennius draws this blade, fate dictates that all enemies in his sight will quickly find unceremonious deaths. Without the ability to defy fate, standing in his warpath is tantamount to suicide. For any hero hailing from Rome, this is doubly true--the shame of Caesar's loss will weigh down on their every action like an anvil, matted with viscera and hair.

With the release of the true name, a torturous series of blows is unleashed, fated to strike true. The number of hits landed depends upon the Luck of the target. In all likelihood, Nennius' victim will end up being shredded to ribbons.

Fate/Dark Heritage

First Night

Kyoto Rooftops

@Randomguy@GubGar@Letter Bee

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"Don't be too pessimistic, Master. We can do much better than just surviving. Your Servant is Puss in Boots!" Assassin spoke into the magus' mind as they strayed from the group of street cats, slinking into the shadows. "Your wishes will come true, no matter what."

With Saber and Lorenzo leaving the church compound, there was little reason for Assassin to stick around and keep watch on the area. They were idly curious to know what was on Lorenzo's computer, but that was hardly a priority when the first moves of the war were being made. Tucked away amid the shadows and refuse of the alleyways, far from prying eyes and familiars, Puss' tiny body dissipated into nothing as they shifted into their spirit form, abandoning the guise of a cat for the time being.

Leaving the compound on an electric bicycle gave Saber ease of mobility, but it also meant that she and her Master were not difficult to follow in the slightest. Aside from the fact that Assassin on foot could certainly keep up with such a vehicle, there was the issue of her having to adhere to the roads while Puss could maneuver as they pleased. The invisible Assassin shot up to the rooftops, shadowing the pair from a distance. Even when they lost sight of the bike in traffic or behind taller buildings, the presence of a powerful hero like Saber and the energy of Lorenzo's command seals made tracking them down a simple matter. Puss, on the other hand, gave off no signal of their presence, the trace of magical energy from their spiritual body muted by the inherent ability of the Assassin class.

"Anyhoo, best of luck with your deal. Let me know if you find out what kind of Servant that aristocrat is paired with." The Assassin continued to chat with their Master as they pursued the enemy. "And if there's trouble, just use the Command Spell!"

In truth, Puss was eager for their Master to use up some of the tattoo that marked their contract. They weren't a fan of micromanagement, and found the whole idea of needing to be compelled to obey their Master to be a little insulting. Puss in Boots did their best work at the time and place of their choosing, not when a spell was put on their heart! All that aside, it was more practical to use the Command Spell for something like teleportation or strengthening in tough battle.

Soon enough, Assassin no longer needed to follow Lorenzo and Saber, as it became obvious where they were headed. The presence of multiple enemy Servants shone brightly, and Puss, concealed, took up a vantage point nearby to observe the proceedings in spirit form. Being just close enough for their sensitive ears to pick up the details of the situation, they would have plenty of entertainment if something went down!

Fate/Dark Heritage

First Night

Boundary of the Church Grounds

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"You're sweet, but I'm not here to socialize!" Assassin swished their tail as the orange stray on their left nudged a mangled pigeon in their direction, "It's all yours, really!"

Assassin was in their exceedingly adorable cat mode, relaxing near the church grounds with some of the most well-reputed members of the local stray cat community. It had been a busy day for the master cat, having been quickly forced to abandon their original contract in favor of another prospect. The end result was that they knew less than they might have liked about their current Master, and the schemes they had already set into motion with the Princess in mind were left half-finished, bereft of an end-goal, for now.

Nightfall in a Holy Grail War came with the promise of bloodshed, and Assassin's efforts to search Kyoto had already paid off. The space around the church grounds was unmistakably a bounded field, the man who had the run of the place was surely an enemy Master, and the woman who had suddenly arrived from within the property today was obviously a top-grade beauty. Also, a Servant.

As Lorenzo showed Saber around the base, Puss did their best to also enjoy the tour, as best as was possible through the protective magecrart on the area. The main point of interest seemed to be a place full of modern machinery--computer equipment, Puss knew, from memories that weren't their own.

With their limited view through the window, they couldn't tell what exactly was being done by Lorenzo on the computer, but they sussed out the gist of it. Something to help with war strategy, or information, probably. A magus who knew how to take advantage of all the latest tricks was sort of respectable! Assassin was endlessly curious what the Master of the Church was up to, but they refrained from advancing towards the base.

Although it would certainly have been possible for the feline Servant to sneak past the spells that guarded the outside, something else was amiss.

You're cleaning?

Assassin observed as their enemy truly lived up to the title of 'Servant', moving around the base and tidying it up. She didn't seem to have any deeper motive... Until she swept away some sort of little creature. A bug? For an Assassin, it was only natural to take note of subtle changes in behavior when observing a target. Saber had returned to her Master to tell him about something significant she had noticed while cleaning.

Had someone else been spying? Puss cursed silently. They couldn't stand their working process being disrupted by an amateur's operation. All the same, they made a mental note to check themselves over for little bugs shortly, and to avoid the gaze of that Saber.

Assassin decided to sneak a bite of pigeon after all. A Holy Grail War always brought blood. It was going to be a long night

Fate/Dark Heritage

First Night

Van Oranje-Nassau spring vacation estate

@DiabeticSpice

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Assassin's ears flicked with amusement. Or was it respect? This was no ordinary Master, and the insinuation that she could take or leave them, that she didn't need their help, only made them all the more eager for the challenge. Stealing a castle and some fine clothes wouldn't be enough to impress this one. So, Puss would need to shoot a little higher. An omnipotent wish-granter would do the trick, perhaps.

In the instant Vivienne offered her hand, there was no barnyard tabby on the floor. "You'll see, your highness, what I can do for you." A young hero was there, clad in black, with a gleaming duelling sword at their hip and a pair of fine leather boots that pressed noiselessly to the floor as they knelt in front of the princess. "The Master Cat, Puss in Boots, is at your service."

All at once, the muted magical energy returned to the room in full force. Perhaps Assassin's power was indeed meagre among Servants, as Vivienne had guessed, but they were nonetheless a spirit that had no business existing in the modern day, with speed and grace that set them apart from any living creature.

Without missing a beat, they pressed their hat to their chest, exposing a pair feline ears, and planted the tiniest peck on their new Master's hand. In this performance, they were having a good bit of fun.

After scarcely two seconds of displaying their true abilities to their Master, Assassin was a cat once again. They idly eyed the floor for any sign of pests. They offered no real detail on what they were capable of, leaving their Master to better guess how they ought to be used in a Holy Grail War.

"Are some of the walls made of paper..? First off, I'll need to look into doing something about this place. Then, I'll make sure my Master is celebrated far and wide. You may be royalty already, but I'm about to bring a whole new meaning to the word." Even as a cat, they were practically grinning, eyes narrowed eagerly. They began to stalk out of the room, to begin their work.

"And if there are ninety-eight people who need to die, I'm sure I can clear some time in my busy schedule for that, too."

Fate/Dark Heritage

First Night

Van Oranje-Nassau spring vacation estate

@DiabeticSpice

---

The magical energy of the mansion began to warm and tremble at Vivienne's words, as noiseless pressure bore down on the air. An existence foreign to the current era stirred, and a faint golden light heralded the first signs of its approach. As she spoke on, the immense presence began to swell--

"Say no more."

--And rather than reaching some critical mass and rupturing into a cascade of ancient power, all that energy went out quicker than a lightbulb. Before the last syllables of the incantation had even left the magus' lips, something had arrived. Perhaps it was a testament to Vivienne's incredible talent, that the summoning spell had so readily spun her Servant into being. Or, perhaps it was a matter of this particular heroic spirit being eager to see some action.

On that matter, there stood the question of whether this was even a Servant at all. Palpable might, presence, and authority were nowhere to be found. Just a few feet from the fireplace, a common tabby stretched with satisfaction, as if recovering from a lengthy nap in a patch of sunlight. It radiated no magical energy, and in fact appeared rather delicate. The only real clue to its true nature was the fact that it had not been anywhere in sight until the moment of the summoning, appearing without notice in that spot.

Plus, it was talking.

"Hmmm... Pardon me. When I was alive, most women looked nothing like one another. How times change. I spy three or four of you scurrying around, so similar you could practically all be related!" Their ears twitched gleefully. It had only been a few moments since they had sprung into being, but Assassin felt plenty alert and awake, happy for the chance to learn new scents and trick new fools. "But you're the one marked with the Command Seal, so you're the one to ask:"

Even as a cat, there was a certain lively intelligence in Assassin's eyes as they looked the magus up and down. The lodgings may have been in an unusual style, but the woman herself was undoubtedly someone supremely fancy. With maids, too! So, probably loaded. The feline cogs were turning upstairs. Already there was the sweet, juicy, marrow-filled skeleton of a plan. This was going to be a good time.

"Are you ready to be my Nyaster?"

Fate/Dark Heritage

Servant Assassin

True Name: Puss in Boots, "The Master Cat"
Region: Italy, France
Class: Assassin
Attribute: Earth

Parameters
Strength: D
Endurance: D
Agility: A+
Mana: C
Luck: A

Legend
Puss is the star of a European fairy tale that has been in circulation at least as far back as the 16th century, as an extension of the "animal helper" tales that can be found across the globe. Enchanted by the whims of fate, a mangy housecat came to be inherited by the son of a poor miller, and they resolved to lead the young man into better fortunes.

Of his master, Puss asked only a sack, a bit of lettuce, a smattering of bran... And the finest pair of boots in the house. With these, they set off to catch rabbits in the brush, and with the rabbits they caught, they curried favour with the king of all the surrounding lands. For their master, Puss forged the identity of the "Marquis of Carabas", and claimed to be a servant bearing tributes to the king from this falsified figure.

Soon, the time came for the "Marquis of Carabas" to meet with the king, and so Puss acquired clothes, servants, and even managed to weasel their way into a grand castle, ripe for the taking. The castle, however, was ruled over by a terrible ogre who possessed the power to change his shape. Thus, Puss set to fooling him:

"I have often heard of your wondrous power, your ogreness. Is it true that you can take the shape of a great beast?"

With a bellowing laugh, the ogre became a mighty lion of fire and wind, nearly sending Puss to their grave from the mere sight of him.

"I see..! And can you take the shape of a tiny beast, as well?"

The ogre laughed again, and shrunk his form down into that of a mouse. Without a moment to lose, Puss snapped up the little creature in their claws and cut it to ribbons.

And just like that, the miller's son had a lovely castle in which to host a dinner for the king. Puss took care of the guest list, decorations, entertainment, and menu, and in the blink of an eye the young Marquis had secured the hand of a lovely princess in marriage! By all accounts, it was a bang-up job by Puss, who spent the rest of their live lounging in the royal palace with their master's new family.

Class Skills
- Presence Concealment: B
Skill to obfuscate a Servant's presence from the senses of others. As a skilled hunter, Puss is able to disappear, perform surveillance and ambushes undetected, play dead, and so forth. Effectiveness of the skill will drop the moment before they attack someone.

Personal Skills
- Incitement (Feline): B
A form of mental attack via adorable words and appearance. Depending on Puss' approach, they can stall a target into inaction or spur them into action. Their extremely adorable nature causes an opponent to subconsciously hold back their full abilities and fail to properly assess Puss as a dangerous threat. This effect is negated if Puss directly injures a target, however the Skill can still be used to manipulate an opponent's actions to some extent. Just as the ogre lord was misled into showing off his shapeshifting powers, Puss' enemies may be goaded into putting their abilities on display. In any case, possessing a mental resistance Skill of equal or higher rank allows one to overcome this Skill.

- The Master Cat: A
One who lingers at the crossroads between man and beast, Puss may take audience before a king or stalk through the forest as it suits them. It's all about the boots! This Skill is responsible for Puss's current nearly-human appearance, which corresponds with the amount of human clothing they have on. A convenience for the modern day, since talking cats no longer get the respect they once did. With their equipment de-manifested, Puss can return to a fully feline shape, more suitable for moving undetected. Provides enhanced Presence Concealment and senses when moving as a cat, as well as improved evasion and bursts of mobility to escape from sticky situations. Even when taking action, the presence of this form is still suppressed, limited to that of a regular living cat. As an animal, communication with other animals is also possible.

- Guile of Carabas: A+
The almost supernatural talent to turn a penniless boy into a prince. All manner of luxuries and useful things flow like warm milk towards Puss and their Master. Accommodations, food, information, favours, access to restricted areas, and even vehicles and weapons are all simple enough for them to acquire, with a bit of time. Capable of convincing anyone of the grand importance of his Master, puss is practically guaranteed to succeed in matters of trickery, manipulation, and theft. At this rank, it could nearly be considered some form of curse that guarantees mundane folk will be fooled into giving Puss whatever they need.

Noble Phantasm
Name: Orco Fortunato
Title: Transfiguration Annihilation Sensation!
Rank: C
Type: Anti-Unit
Range: 3
Targets: 1
Description: An unusual monster-destroying technique crystallized from the episode of Puss outwitting the ogre. Flooding their claw with magical energy, Puss is able to slay an enemy much greater than themselves. Rather than being overwhelmingly powerful, it works by reducing the target to their "weakest possible state" and cutting them to ribbons in an instant. A convenient Noble Phantasm with notably fast activation time. As soon as Puss initiates the attack, the target's strength, speed, durability, magical power, etc. are set to absolute minimum values, such that evading, blocking, and counterattacking suddenly become exceptionally tall orders. For puss, killing such an enemy is as easy as hunting a mouse.

Effectiveness of this Noble Phantasm is inherently higher against those whose physical status is more changeable. Since Servants have parameters that exist on a numerical scale, it is a bit easier to set those to minimal values. In general, any individual possessing abilities or magecraft along the lines of shapeshifting, physical enhancement, transformation, etc. is extremely vulnerable to Orco Fortunato, as those abilities will be forcibly inverted to put the victim at the greatest disadvantage possible.

If a target survives the attack, their abilities will return to normal after a 1 turn delay. Those with transformative abilities suffer an additional 2 turns of delay.

Rogue Berserker

True Name

Nennius

Region

Britain

Class

Berserker

Attribute

Man

Parameters

STR: A
END: A
AGI: B+
MNA: C
LCK: B

Legend

A prince of Britain who fought in the defensive war against Julius Caesar's invasion. Proud and strong, he personally met Caesar on the battlefield, and although the combat ability of that Roman leader overwhelmed him at first, he was able to catch the golden sword Crocea Mors when it was jammed through his shield and into his head. Despite the blade piercing his skull, Nennius didn't let it go. He stole the weapon that represented Caesar's victory, forcing the general to retreat while Nennius butchered Roman soldiers with his stolen sword. The shame of losing in such a manner haunted Caesar for the rest of his life, and even when Nennius died of his head wound half a month later, he was buried with Crocea Mors, never letting Caesar regain the pride he had lost in their battle.

Class Skills

Mad Enhancement C+: Madness owing to Berserker's wild slaughter of the Roman troops and influence from the odd state of his Noble Phantasm. His parameters aside from Luck and Mana have been ranked-up, but his communication and reasoning are heavily impaired. If he identifies an opponent as a Roman, those same parameters will receive a + correction for the battle, but his mind will be completely gone for that duration.

Personal Skills

Tarnished Gold B: Combat abilities used in his fight against Caesar, inflicting shame on that Roman that stayed with him even as a Heroic Spirit. With everything he had, Berserker aimed to show that Roman that his swordsmanship and his words were equally worthless. Those who fight against Berserker with elegance, beauty, refinement, or pride will receive heavy negative adjustments to their actions. Their shining grins and beloved martial techniques will surely vanish as they are dragged down into an unflattering struggle in the mud. A high aptitude to destroy poise and confidence without using one's words, while also protecting oneself from mental attacks through single-mindedness.

Legion Shattering B: A result of Berserker thoughtlessly butchering Romans in battle, leaving each man in his path decapitated or unable to move. It can be said that he will never be defeated by a foe who is lesser than him, no matter how many he may face at once. Even if he were swarmed by an army, each man would be killed with inhuman reflexes upon entering his reach. Berserker's fighting power rises when outnumbered, and he can use "Anti-Army" type Noble Phantasms with great effectiveness.

Battle Continuation A++: Berserker's strong vitality and willpower, allowing him to survive mortal wounds. Julius Caesar once stabbed through Berserker's shield and into his head, and Berserker kept his grip on life, holding onto the sword like a madman, using it to slaughter enemy troops, and not expiring from his wounds until fifteen days later. Effectiveness is further increased due to the state of his Noble Phantasm, making him a monster that will continue to move even if large sections of his body are blasted away. Since his internal organs are no longer present, stabbing him through the chest will be the same as stabbing him through the hand.

Nynn Grasp

Title: Avaricious Flesh Shield
Rank: B
NP Type: Anti-Unit (Self)
Range: 0
Maximum Number of Targets: 1 person
Description: Stemming from the time Nennius stole Caesar's sword by embedding it in his shield, Berserker has access to a powerful ability capable of stealing opponent's armaments after receiving their attacks. Indeed, "a shield that takes hold of enemy weapons" is something Nennius would have access to as a Saber or Shielder.

It is not so.

A slight confusion has arisen since "Caeser stuck his sword into Nennius' shield" and "Caesar stuck his sword into Nennius' head" are two events that occurred in the same swing, and one way or another Nennius ended up with Crocea Mors afterwards. Thus, as a Berserker, it is Nennius's body itself which has become his "shield"--a manifestation of greed and willpower to humiliate his enemies. His skin gains hardness beyond even his armour, and his effectiveness rises in defensive situations due to being a "shield". Under that skin, where one would expect to find flesh, blood, bones, and organs, lies a uniform black ooze. This gel is normally what covers the front of Nennius' shield, entrapping weapons and stealing them away if they are not swiftly pulled out. It can be called a form of Self-Modification that activates when something pierces into Nennius' body. Anything, even Noble Phantasms, can theoretically be held within the body for integration or later use, becoming a possession of Nennius just as Caesar's golden sword once did.

An unwilling target can attempt a Strength check to pull themselves or their possessions out of the ooze before Nennius completes the process of absorbing them. Swords, projectiles, vehicles... Beneath the skin, this man's body has become like an amoeba that absorbs all kinds of things, making them into the Berserker's possessions. It is capable of reforming itself at a moderate rate should it suffer damage. To ensure Nennius' death, complete annihilation is the best choice. Only by being present during his demise can a hero reclaim a lost armament.

Crocea Mors

Title: Bloodstained Yellow Death
Rank: B+
NP Type: Anti-Unit
Range: 1~60
Maximum Number of Targets: 600 people
Description: A golden sword Nennius took in battle from Julius Caesar during Rome's invasion of Britain. It became stuck when Caesar stabbed him in the head, and he took hold of it, threw away his own weapon, and began cutting down Romans left and right. Once a brilliant gold armament of Rome, it has been stained to an unsightly red-copper shade in Nennius' hands.

Its ability of "assured victory" has become twisted into "assured slaughter". Once Nennius draws this blade, fate dictates that all enemies in his sight will quickly find unceremonious deaths. Without the ability to defy fate, standing in his warpath is tantamount to suicide. For any hero hailing from Rome, this is doubly true--the shame of Caesar's loss will weigh down on their every action like an anvil, matted with viscera and hair.

With the release of the true name, a torturous series of blows is unleashed, fated to strike true. The number of hits landed depends upon the Luck of the target. In all likelihood, Nennius' victim will end up being shredded to ribbons.

Fate/Dark Heritage

Servant Assassin

True Name: Puss in Boots, "The Master Cat"
Region: Italy, France
Class: Assassin
Attribute: Earth

Parameters
Strength: D
Endurance: D
Agility: A+
Mana: C
Luck: A

Legend
Puss is the star of a European fairy tale that has been in circulation at least as far back as the 16th century, as an extension of the "animal helper" tales that can be found across the globe. Enchanted by the whims of fate, a mangy housecat came to be inherited by the son of a poor miller, and they resolved to lead the young man into better fortunes.

Of his master, Puss asked only a sack, a bit of lettuce, a smattering of bran... And the finest pair of boots in the house. With these, they set off to catch rabbits in the brush, and with the rabbits they caught, they curried favour with the king of all the surrounding lands. For their master, Puss forged the identity of the "Marquis of Carabas", and claimed to be a servant bearing tributes to the king from this falsified figure.

Soon, the time came for the "Marquis of Carabas" to meet with the king, and so Puss acquired clothes, servants, and even managed to weasel their way into a grand castle, ripe for the taking. The castle, however, was ruled over by a terrible ogre who possessed the power to change his shape. Thus, Puss set to fooling him:

"I have often heard of your wondrous power, your ogreness. Is it true that you can take the shape of a great beast?"

With a bellowing laugh, the ogre became a mighty lion of fire and wind, nearly sending Puss to their grave from the mere sight of him.

"I see..! And can you take the shape of a tiny beast, as well?"

The ogre laughed again, and shrunk his form down into that of a mouse. Without a moment to lose, Puss snapped up the little creature in their claws and cut it to ribbons.

And just like that, the miller's son had a lovely castle in which to host a dinner for the king. Puss took care of the guest list, decorations, entertainment, and menu, and in the blink of an eye the young Marquis had secured the hand of a lovely princess in marriage! By all accounts, it was a bang-up job by Puss, who spent the rest of their live lounging in the royal palace with their master's new family.

Class Skills
- Presence Concealment: B
Skill to obfuscate a Servant's presence from the senses of others. As a skilled hunter, Puss is able to disappear, perform surveillance and ambushes undetected, play dead, and so forth. Effectiveness of the skill will drop the moment before they attack someone.

Personal Skills
- Incitement (Feline): B
A form of mental attack via adorable words and appearance. Depending on Puss' approach, they can stall a target into inaction or spur them into action. Their extremely adorable nature causes an opponent to subconsciously hold back their full abilities and fail to properly assess Puss as a dangerous threat. This effect is negated if Puss directly injures a target, however the Skill can still be used to manipulate an opponent's actions to some extent. Just as the ogre lord was misled into showing off his shapeshifting powers, Puss' enemies may be goaded into putting their abilities on display. In any case, possessing a mental resistance Skill of equal or higher rank allows one to overcome this Skill.

- The Master Cat: A
One who lingers at the crossroads between man and beast, Puss may take audience before a king or stalk through the forest as it suits them. It's all about the boots! This Skill is responsible for Puss's current nearly-human appearance, which corresponds with the amount of human clothing they have on. A convenience for the modern day, since talking cats no longer get the respect they once did. With their equipment de-manifested, Puss can return to a fully feline shape, more suitable for moving undetected. Provides enhanced Presence Concealment and senses when moving as a cat, as well as improved evasion and bursts of mobility to escape from sticky situations. Even when taking action, the presence of this form is still suppressed, limited to that of a regular living cat. As an animal, communication with other animals is also possible.

- Guile of Carabas: A+
The almost supernatural talent to turn a penniless boy into a prince. All manner of luxuries and useful things flow like warm milk towards Puss and their Master. Accommodations, food, information, favours, access to restricted areas, and even vehicles and weapons are all simple enough for them to acquire, with a bit of time. Capable of convincing anyone of the grand importance of his Master, puss is practically guaranteed to succeed in matters of trickery, manipulation, and theft. At this rank, it could nearly be considered some form of curse that guarantees mundane folk will be fooled into giving Puss whatever they need.

Noble Phantasm
Name: Orco Fortunato
Title: Transfiguration Annihilation Sensation!
Rank: C
Type: Anti-Unit
Range: 3
Targets: 1
Description: An unusual monster-destroying technique crystallized from the episode of Puss outwitting the ogre. Flooding their claw with magical energy, Puss is able to slay an enemy much greater than themselves. Rather than being overwhelmingly powerful, it works by reducing the target to their "weakest possible state" and cutting them to ribbons in an instant. A convenient Noble Phantasm with notably fast activation time. As soon as Puss initiates the attack, the target's strength, speed, durability, magical power, etc. are set to absolute minimum values, such that evading, blocking, and counterattacking suddenly become exceptionally tall orders. For puss, killing such an enemy is as easy as hunting a mouse.

Effectiveness of this Noble Phantasm is inherently higher against those whose physical status is more changeable. Since Servants have parameters that exist on a numerical scale, it is a bit easier to set those to minimal values. In general, any individual possessing abilities or magecraft along the lines of shapeshifting, physical enhancement, transformation, etc. is extremely vulnerable to Orco Fortunato, as those abilities will be forcibly inverted to put the victim at the greatest disadvantage possible.

If a target survives the attack, their abilities will return to normal after a 1 turn delay. Those with transformative abilities suffer an additional 2 turns of delay.

Fate/Eigengrau

He definitely gave off the impression of being a person from a distant time.

Well, that was appropriate for a Heroic Spirit, but even among them, there were many who came from eras that could be better understood by living humans, or who melded better with the modern world when they arrived. In comparison, standing next to this Rider was more like--

--It was like gazing towards a vast sea, blanketed with fog. There was a serenity, but also a weight to his presence. For the magus who had summoned him, it must have seemed impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Was he sad?

The place where they were, as Rider understood it, was a sort of shop for food and drink where a person could sit down and enjoy anything they bought straightaway. There were various unfamiliar drinks and pastries on the menu, all advertised in an unfamiliar script, but thanks to the Grail he knew what it said, and he knew what they were, approximately. This wasn't the sort of place he had expected to be summoned to, and indeed, the nature of the young man who had called him here didn't reflect Rider's own expectation of what a Master would be. As a mage, he had enough power, but his life and the way he presented himself were different. He had not ordered Rider to venture out and destroy an enemy base, nor to sit on his hands and wait for a development. But that suited the hero just as well.

"Battles between Servants are confined to the night," There was a deep strength in Rider's voice, but he sounded too peaceful. Restrained? "But with the state this land is in, that concept loses its meaning. Darkness is nearly everywhere. The limit... Where we can and can't fight begins to break down."

There was no joy in speaking about the way things were in Japan, but it was ever-present. The grace of sunlight was all but absent, and that fact was reflected in the hearts of the people. For Rider, whose memories were filled with vibrant blue skies, open seas, and lush islands, it was heart-wrenching. He didn't speak about the lack of distinguishable day and night as an advantage in war, but only as a sorrowful observation.

"...Come, Master. By now, I'm sure every one of the Servants has been summoned. So, I'm going." The Heroic Spirit stood tall, glancing out at the dismal city through the broad windows of the coffee shop.

In a free-for-all war, there was no advantage to being the first one to enter into combat. Energy would be spent, and his strength would be revealed. Hiding in a secure base and observing the movements of foolish competitors would be the superior strategy in most scenarios. But with a mindset like that, Theseus never would have undertaken any of the deeds that made him a hero in the first place. In his understanding of his Master's motivations, Rider was sure that Shane would have no problem accompanying him. The little bell above the shop's door chimed when Rider pulled it open. He threw a cloak on, took up his staff, and stepped into the volcanic twilight.

Fate/Eigengrau

Rider of Clobbering

Rider

Theseus

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Sex: M

Attribute: Sky

Armaments: Staff and unarmed blows. In addition, it is possible to summon lengths of Ariadne's Thread as a tool in combat and for various other matters, including subtle binding and navigation. As a thread made from magical energy, it can be continuously unspooled even if sliced up.

Legend

One of the greatest legends of Greece, and an exceptional man known for a multitude of feats throughout his life. Born from a strange three-way union between King, God, and woman, Theseus accepted the challenge issued by his human father, choosing to travel a long and dangerous road to prove himself and take his place as a prince of Athens. He is best known for his battle against the Minotaur in the Labyrinth: when King Minos of Crete demanded children as sacrifices to be devoured by his monstrous son, young Theseus volunteered. By charming the King's daughter, Ariadne, he was able to secure a hidden method of navigating the impossible maze to slay the monster at its centre. Although in the end he found that that boy was no true monster at all.

That aside, there are various other adventures in which Theseus took part, including hunting a number of monsters, duelling with bandits, and even travelling as one of the great heroes on the Argo. Indeed, during that time, it was agreed by all adventurers on board that Theseus was the only one who was a match for the great Heracles in raw might. Later in life, those two became good friends, supporting one another on a number of occasions and even collaborating to found the martial art of Pankration--a set of techniques that represent the pinnacle of bare-handed destruction.

Personality

For Theseus, "danger" and "heroism" are two things that cannot be separated. He's a man who will suffer all sorts of implausible scenarios simply because it seems to be the right thing to do. He may sass, but he'll never complain, even if he's told to fight an unwinnable battle against all 6 enemy heroes at once. The sorry state of the land into which he's summoned has certainly darkened his mood, and so he ends up quietly giving off a sense of being displeased even when he's already accepted the way things are. Perhaps he's unconsciously searching for a thing that can improve his mood.

Despite having become the King of Athens in life, Theseus lacks the tendency to make any demands of his Master, perhaps because completing labours at the request of others is simply a part of the Greek Hero Lifestyle. Surprisingly, he can at times be a difficult Servant to control despite how quiet and amicable he often remains. It's a matter of "actions speak louder than words" as he sees no reason to argue with a mage when he can simply depart without warning to do what he chooses. The overwhelming purity and will of a hero will even require multiple Command Spells in cases where he detests an order.

Parameters

Strength: A
Endurance: C
Agility: B
Mana: C
Luck: D

Class Skills

Magic Resistance B: Protection against magecraft. An enemy spell with a chant of fewer than three verses will be negated. Higher-class magecraft will be substantially weakened to the point of scarcely doing any harm.

Riding -: Since Theseus generally prefers to walk or take a boat when needed, there's no particular talent for vehicles or beasts in this incarnation due to possessing "Voyage" instead.

Personal Skills

Divinity C-: Because his father was said to be Poseidon, Theseus possesses a high amount of Divinity. Certain divine protections may be broken by this Skill, but it otherwise serves only to mark the hero as a demigod. The rank is reduced as a result of legends of having both immortal and mortal fathers, but divine magical energy still swirls within his body.

Voyager of the Storm B-: Talent for managing a ship an crew, comprising the attributes of both Charisma and Military Tactics. Theseus was quite talented as a captain, as a ruler, and as a hero on the Argo, although he's a bit forgetful when it comes to minor things like putting up the right colour of sails.

Road to Athens A: A martial Skill earned through Theseus' journey along the treacherous coastal road towards Athens, during which he turned the tables on a series of six beings of the Underworld in battle. Essentially functions as an "instinct" in combat, unique to the hero. For Theseus, who travelled roads infested with dangerous enemies, it was critical to turn his opponent's resources against them. The "most fitting way" to defeat a foe will be naturally realized and mercilessly sought out. The "Club-Bearer" was beaten with his own weapon, the "Tree-Bender" was torn apart between bent trees, the "Cliff-Kicker" was pushed off a cliff, and so forth. A sixth sense to pursue victory along those lines, launching impossible counterattacks.

Bravery A+: Protection against various mental status effects, in addition to greatly increased damage in melee. Theseus, who was content to beat the daylights out of monsters and demigods even when he was unarmed, possesses an exceedingly high rank. In particular, Theseus boasts deadly power in regards to his use of Pankration.

Noble Phantasms

Koupiá Aiónia
Title: Ship of Endless Restoration
Rank: C+
Type: Anti-Unit
Range: 5~20
Targets: 1 Person
Description: The boat that Theseus travelled on during his adventures. Rather than gaining any special powers from legends involving Theseus, this Noble Phantasm is linked to a certain popular thought experiment that was performed regarding the remnants of the ship after his death. "If damaged parts are constantly replaced, will it truly be the same ship?"--This Noble Phantasm takes that question and runs with it. Although a ship naturally can be used for travel, it is primarily a defensive Noble Phantasm utilized by summoning parts of the hull in the way of incoming blows. Even if the ship is damaged or destroyed during defence, they will soon regrow, so it is terribly effective at blocking repeated or consistent attacks. Moreover, the concept of "becoming another ship through slow replacement" can be utilized to modify the nature of the new sections. In essence, the Ship of Theseus is a super-adaptable shield that can develop new functions by absorbing and processing the attacks that are fired into it. More damage suffered means a stronger replacement. By suffering enough flame attacks, for instance, it would probably become a fire-ship that excels at blocking fire damage while spouting out waves of fire itself. Something along those lines, anyway. Ramming attacks with the ship are possible, but a bit mediocre unless it has acquired an attribute that happens to be super-effective against the intended target.

Thálassa Kýrios Ará
Title: Sea God's Three Blessings
Rank: EX
Type: Anti-Unit
Range: Variable
Targets: Variable
Description: A unique ability of Theseus, stemming from an anecdote of him being given three Wishes (Curses) by his father, Poseidon. Uber-powerful Skill that can only ever be used three times. Rather than a true Wish of the kind that the Holy Grail can produce, this power is basically limited to personal strengthening/weakening (enhancement or disturbance of the self or another) and matters related to the Authorities of Poseidon (calling a tremendous sea monster, moving a body of water, etc).

In terms of power, it is enough to bring victory in an unwinnable fight. Each Wish supplies its own magical energy when used, so this Skill can even salvage a situation where magical energy is lacking. It is said that Theseus regrettably used this power against his own child later in life, wishing for his death and thus causing a sea monster to send his chariot crashing into the sea. Along those lines, the power of the wish is something that interferes with fate. Without high Luck, a curse from this Noble Phantasm will be extremely difficult to overcome.

Fate/Eigengrau

Rider of Clobbering

Rider

Theseus

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Sex: M

Attribute: Sky

Armaments: Staff and unarmed blows. In addition, it is possible to summon lengths of Ariadne's Thread as a tool in combat and for various other matters, including subtle binding and navigation. As a thread made from magical energy, it can be continuously unspooled even if sliced up.

Legend

One of the greatest legends of Greece, and an exceptional man known for a multitude of feats throughout his life. Born from a strange three-way union between King, God, and woman, Theseus accepted the challenge issued by his human father, choosing to travel a long and dangerous road to prove himself and take his place as a prince of Athens. He is best known for his battle against the Minotaur in the Labyrinth: when King Minos of Crete demanded children as sacrifices to be devoured by his monstrous son, young Theseus volunteered. By charming the King's daughter, Ariadne, he was able to secure a hidden method of navigating the impossible maze to slay the monster at its centre. Although in the end he found that that boy was no true monster at all.

That aside, there are various other adventures in which Theseus took part, including hunting a number of monsters, duelling with bandits, and even travelling as one of the great heroes on the Argo. Indeed, during that time, it was agreed by all adventurers on board that Theseus was the only one who was a match for the great Heracles in raw might. Later in life, those two became good friends, supporting one another on a number of occasions and even collaborating to found the martial art of Pankration--a set of techniques that represent the pinnacle of bare-handed destruction.

Personality

For Theseus, "danger" and "heroism" are two things that cannot be separated. He's a man who will suffer all sorts of implausible scenarios simply because it seems to be the right thing to do. He may sass, but he'll never complain, even if he's told to fight an unwinnable battle against all 6 enemy heroes at once. The sorry state of the land into which he's summoned has certainly darkened his mood, and so he ends up quietly giving off a sense of being displeased even when he's already accepted the way things are. Perhaps he's unconsciously searching for a thing that can improve his mood.

Despite having become the King of Athens in life, Theseus lacks the tendency to make any demands of his Master, perhaps because completing labours at the request of others is simply a part of the Greek Hero Lifestyle. Surprisingly, he can at times be a difficult Servant to control despite how quiet and amicable he often remains. It's a matter of "actions speak louder than words" as he sees no reason to argue with a mage when he can simply depart without warning to do what he chooses. The overwhelming purity and will of a hero will even require multiple Command Spells in cases where he detests an order.

Parameters

Strength: A
Endurance: C
Agility: B
Mana: C
Luck: D

Class Skills

Magic Resistance B: Protection against magecraft. An enemy spell with a chant of fewer than three verses will be negated. Higher-class magecraft will be substantially weakened to the point of scarcely doing any harm.

Riding -: Since Theseus generally prefers to walk or take a boat when needed, there's no particular talent for vehicles or beasts in this incarnation due to possessing "Voyage" instead.

Personal Skills

Divinity C-: Because his father was said to be Poseidon, Theseus possesses a high amount of Divinity. Certain divine protections may be broken by this Skill, but it otherwise serves only to mark the hero as a demigod. The rank is reduced as a result of legends of having both immortal and mortal fathers, but divine magical energy still swirls within his body.

Voyager of the Storm B-: Talent for managing a ship an crew, comprising the attributes of both Charisma and Military Tactics. Theseus was quite talented as a captain, as a ruler, and as a hero on the Argo, although he's a bit forgetful when it comes to minor things like putting up the right colour of sails.

Road to Athens A: A martial Skill earned through Theseus' journey along the treacherous coastal road towards Athens, during which he turned the tables on a series of six beings of the Underworld in battle. Essentially functions as an "instinct" in combat, unique to the hero. For Theseus, who travelled roads infested with dangerous enemies, it was critical to turn his opponent's resources against them. The "most fitting way" to defeat a foe will be naturally realized and mercilessly sought out. The "Club-Bearer" was beaten with his own weapon, the "Tree-Bender" was torn apart between bent trees, the "Cliff-Kicker" was pushed off a cliff, and so forth. A sixth sense to pursue victory along those lines, launching impossible counterattacks.

Bravery A+: Protection against various mental status effects, in addition to greatly increased damage in melee. Theseus, who was content to beat the daylights out of monsters and demigods even when he was unarmed, possesses an exceedingly high rank. In particular, Theseus boasts deadly power in regards to his use of Pankration.

Noble Phantasms

Koupiá Aiónia
Title: Ship of Endless Restoration
Rank: C+
Type: Anti-Unit
Range: 5~20
Targets: 1 Person
Description: The boat that Theseus travelled on during his adventures. Rather than gaining any special powers from legends involving Theseus, this Noble Phantasm is linked to a certain popular thought experiment that was performed regarding the remnants of the ship after his death. "If damaged parts are constantly replaced, will it truly be the same ship?"--This Noble Phantasm takes that question and runs with it. Although a ship naturally can be used for travel, it is primarily a defensive Noble Phantasm utilized by summoning parts of the hull in the way of incoming blows. Even if the ship is damaged or destroyed during defence, they will soon regrow, so it is terribly effective at blocking repeated or consistent attacks. Moreover, the concept of "becoming another ship through slow replacement" can be utilized to modify the nature of the new sections. In essence, the Ship of Theseus is a super-adaptable shield that can develop new functions by absorbing and processing the attacks that are fired into it. More damage suffered means a stronger replacement. By suffering enough flame attacks, for instance, it would probably become a fire-ship that excels at blocking fire damage while spouting out waves of fire itself. Something along those lines, anyway. Ramming attacks with the ship are possible, but a bit mediocre unless it has acquired an attribute that happens to be super-effective against the intended target.

Thálassa Kýrios Ará
Title: Sea God's Three Blessings
Rank: EX
Type: Anti-Unit
Range: Variable
Targets: Variable
Description: A unique ability of Theseus, stemming from an anecdote of him being given three Wishes (Curses) by his father, Poseidon. Uber-powerful Skill that can only ever be used three times. Rather than a true Wish of the kind that the Holy Grail can produce, this power is basically limited to personal strengthening/weakening (enhancement or disturbance of the self or another) and matters related to the Authorities of Poseidon (calling a tremendous sea monster, moving a body of water, etc).

In terms of power, it is enough to bring victory in an unwinnable fight. Each Wish supplies its own magical energy when used, so this Skill can even salvage a situation where magical energy is lacking. It is said that Theseus regrettably used this power against his own child later in life, wishing for his death and thus causing a sea monster to send his chariot crashing into the sea. Along those lines, the power of the wish is something that interferes with fate. Without high Luck, a curse from this Noble Phantasm will be extremely difficult to overcome.