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Ruler, Church Exterior, Front

@Asuras @GreenGoat


Ah, good, the doll was capable of speaking. At least there was that, then. The bird likely couldn't, but beggars could hardly be choosers.

"Please, come inside. Standing outside like this is hardly the place to talk about such matters." Ruler remarked in reply to the Rider and doll, turning slightly in a motion that was a touch more ostentatious than it would have been in different attire, before setting off to reenter the church, gesturing for the pair to follow.

Rider's question seemed to spark a bit of amusement from the Servant, Ruler nodding to himself a bit before replying. "A fair question, if the Holy Grail has not provided you with that information. You may call me Ruler. I am the administrative-class Servant summoned by the Holy Grail itself, a Heroic Spirit without a wish who has been selected to serve as an impartial moderator to this war. I was told that, ordinarily, a representative from the Holy Church would be present as an overseer, but in this particular instance he and I spoke shortly after I was summoned, and decided that it was for the best if that role was shouldered by me alone. He was no combatant, and when presiding over a battle between Servants, it is imperative that one has the power to protect oneself."

"As Ruler, I am simply here to protect the foundation of the Holy Grail War. This one is of an unusual make, you see, which I believe is at the root of why the Holy Grail deemed that a Ruler was necessary. Your Master mentioned the idea of fighting 'six other participants', but in this war there will be far more than that. For some reason or another, the Holy Grail has amassed enough magical energy that the standard limitation of seven Servants no longer exists...in fact, currently, more than seven have already been summoned. In such a case, this war will no doubt be a chaotic one, and there may be those who seek to undermine the Grail War, wreak havoc upon the city, or something of that make. I am here to prevent that."


At the doll's question, though, the Servant paused for a moment before voicing his reply. "Well, as I said, I am meant to be impartial, so while I personally would like to impose a decent set of rules, the ones I will be enforcing are rather bare-bones. First and foremost is simply the necessity of the war's secrecy. While mistakes do occur, excessive carelessness or, worse, conscious efforts that undermine that secrecy and risk exposing it to the general public will be punished. If you were to instigate combat in a crowded area of the city at midday without taking any precautions, for instance, then I would have to step in. Next would be the importance of this church as neutral ground. No combat is to occur here. Similarly, if a Master were to lose their Servant and fears for their life, then they would simply need to come to this church and I will take efforts to protect them until such a time that they can arrange to leave the city."

"Besides those, there's the matter of the city and its population. Many Servants will have Noble Phantasms that affect large areas, or have abilities that rely on harvesting magical energy from others. As a result, there are no explicit rules placed upon property damage or nonviolence towards nonparticipants in the war, so as to not unfairly disadvantage those parties. However, as with the war's secrecy, carelessness will not be tolerated; if you destroy a large portion of the city or slaughter innocents when other options were available to you, punishments will be handed down. I must also warn you that there is the prospect that the Second Owners of this city may charge you for property damage following the war, should you and them both somehow survive. Similarly, while I will begrudgingly allow the killing or manipulation of nonparticipants for such things as replenishing a Servant's prana, moderation is key. Do not attempt to cut a path of slaughter through this city, as otherwise I will not stand by idly."

"I believe that covers the essentials. So long as you keep that much in mind and exercise common sense, you will have nothing to fear from me. If you require any additional clarifications though, then by all means."
Ruler Matrix updated.

Parameters unlocked.

Class Skills unlocked.

Skills "01 - Paragon" unlocked.
Ruler, Church Exterior, Front

@Asuras @GreenGoat @DrowsyPangolin


A strange expression crossed Ruler's face as the presence of a Servant appeared at the Church. No, not merely the presence of a Servant, but something more layered. The Servant's brows furrowed, his eyes flitting in the direction of the astralized Rider, only for understanding to dawn on his countenance as that very Rider materialized.

Ah, so that was why. Well, that was certainly a novel concept.

The audaciousness of his earlier introduction having been stifled by the fact that his audience had consisted of a bird and a doll, Ruler simply nodded to himself before speaking in reply to the new Servant. "They have not. I congratulate you for being the first Servant of this Holy Grail War to arrive. I had prepared food for the Masters to partake in after their travels to this city, but if you care for such things then they are also available for the Servants." He explained, punctuating his remark with a slight shrug.



Now that he had properly appeared before the familiars and Servant, though, something strange about Ruler would appear. No, even before Master's Clairvoyance had been used to view the overseer, it was clear that there was something inherent to his nature that marked a departure from a standard Heroic Spirit.

Any true Heroic Spirit bore a sort of "radiance" about them. Rostam, Yukimura, even Emperor Norton all possessed that "shine". Only ones such as Hugues himself or anti-heroes would lack this shine, and either have an utter lack of it or a negative surge in its place. This is the expression of the pride of a Heroic Spirit. The honor of the legends everyone praises and longs for. This is an essential element of their "Noble Phantasm". Among those heroes of this war, Rostam as the chief hero of a culture sphere likely possessed the greatest of such radiance.

However, if these Servants shined to the point of drawing one's eye, then Ruler shined to the point of being blinding.



"At any rate, thank you for coming to check in. If you have any questions about this Holy Grail War at the time, feel free to ask."
Ruler, Church Interior, Pews

@GreenGoat @DrowsyPangolin


Given that night had fallen and there was no service currently in progress, Ruler had taken up seating in a more visible section of the Church. Dressed in a manner than any reasonable person could only call ridiculous, he lounged in place. It was worth noting that, over the course of the past several hours, not once had he stopped drinking wine.

Were one less educated in the nature of the Holy Grail, it would not be out of the question to assume that Ruler was a being such as Dionysus.

"Hm?"

It went without saying that the administrator had been aware as Servants had been summoned throughout the city, but now despite the fact that none of the Servants were nearing his position, Ruler felt the impending arrival of "something". His eyes lit up from behind the worryingly-expensive sunglasses he wore, the Servant scrambling to his feet and looking himself over to make sure that he was properly presentable. After a couple of quick breathing exercises to make sure that his ostentatious introductory laugh was good to go, Ruler nodded to himself and moved to exit the Church.

"Ahaha! Welcome, competitors of the Holy Grail War! You have done well to-"

Cutting himself off, Ruler was now able to see the nexus points of approaching prana that he had noticed. Contrary to his expectations, they were not, in fact, people. This made sense, in retrospect; he didn't sense Servants, so it would be idiotic for a lone Master to just be walking the city at night.

Still.

Still.

He could only feel disappointment as he looked forwards at a doll and a bird.

"...I don't suppose your owners can speak through you?"

...

...

D-Do your best, Ruler.



???, Mion River

@Ijoyen


"Aaaa....aaa..."

As Yukimura walked along the riverbank, something dug at her base instincts. As if the world itself was blurring away, something wasn't quite right.

"I want to see things that have never been seen. Ocean floor. Flowing current. Dark, dark, dark."

Like words spoken in a language she couldn't understand, a product of a mind more akin to an animal than a man, the air seemed to carry a sort of will to it. If her perception flared outwards, it would be obvious that no Servant was nearby. No, in the first place, this feeling didn't resemble a Servant at all.

"I haven't seen you. Are you strong? Are you delicious? Are you scary?"

But all the same, like a distortion with its name on the tip of her tongue, something continued forwards. With a chill, it could be realized that the "something" in question had its origins in the river, as though it were swimming beneath the water's surface towards Yukimura.

"I want to find out. Show me, show me, showmeshowmeshowme-"

Its approach quickened, that strange feeling shouldered by Yukimura only growing as it cut the distance between it and herself. If she made no action to leave the vicinity before it reached her, then an encounter would be certain. Was she willing to face that thing lurking in the river, for better or for worse, or would she prioritize her safety and attempt to leave before its arrival at where she stood on the riverbank.

If she did not make her decision soon, then it surely would for her.
Will be in Korea for 10 days. Expect reply slowdown


If you'll largely be absent for that ten day timespan then I'd advise granting either myself or your partners permission to post with the corresponding characters for that length so that they're not bogged down, providing you trust them to not mess things up in your absence.
the ghost house of the Edelfelts


No family by that name has set foot in Fuyuki.

I am sorry if you were hoping to find gems under the floorboards.
Shit, I missed this. Umm... is it okay if I say Marguerite set up a basic Bounded Field around her hotel room?


Like I said, you have about a day to notify me about stuff you've done.

I am rather inebriated right now so I will refrain from posting for the rest of the night
NIGHT ONE

...hm, it seems that night's finally fallen. I suppose that means we should begin earnestly now, doesn't it?

Ah, I'm tired. Even if my body and mind are every bit as sharp as they've ever been, I'm so very tired.

You wouldn't have been able to understand, but for humans dependent on their bodies, the fear of death increases with the time they have lived. I'm not the sort of hero who can shoulder the weight of five hundred years as though it is nothing, after all.

No, no, it's okay. I can keep moving, I'm sure of it, thanks to you. Without you, I would have given up two hundred years ago, after all.

"What was she to you?"

Before we met, I didn't think anything of you. You were just a machine, the last line in my attempt to make a more beautiful world. You were something that would be sacrificed for the sake of that dream. You were no different than a tool wielded as a means towards an end.

And yet, when I looked upon you...

-I was envious of you, for you could do what I never could. You could create a miracle that could save people.

-I pitied you, for while you were something that could save humans, you were not a human. Your body was too frail to walk among us. You were eternally young, bound to repeat the same day until the end of your life.

-And yet, overwhelming both of those, when I looked upon you for the first time, when you extended your hand to me, what I felt was hope. I stopped being a resigned man who saw this as a final project doomed to fail, and was revitalized with the promise of that dream I had nearly forgotten.

"You must be Makiri. It's nice to finally meet you!"

...Was it love? Did I ever feel something akin to love for you? That feeling when you were taken apart to create the Holy Grail, that cold pit in my stomach, was it anticipation for the realization of my dream, or was it sorrow that I'd never see that hand reach out towards me again?

I don't know. I can't know. I don't want to know. But regardless of all of that, regardless of if that feeling was love, you were someone I treasured nonetheless.

Ah, even if it was all the same day repeated to you, I wish we could have stood beside each other for just a bit longer. Just one more year, just one more month, one more day, one more minute would have been fine. I wanted to keep talking to you. I wanted to show you the outside world, the world we'd both promised to protect. I wanted to show you the cities where people live, and the mountains at the edge of the forest where you were born, and that simple little part of Kiev where I was once from. I wanted to be the one to extend a hand out to you if you ever needed it.

But now...

Please forgive me, but I'll have to kill. You never realized, you were always too pure to, but humans won't band together to make this miracle. They all have their own dreams, so I will have to kill in order to grasp our dream. I'll have to commit evil. I'll have to make them hurt, and for that I can only be sorrowful.

But for you, for us, for all of humanity, I will achieve that shared dream that we have burned our lives up in pursuit of. Even if I must paradoxically commit evil to do it, I will eliminate All the World's Evil. I will create a more beautiful world. I will make a utopia where everyone can be happy, where everyone can smile.

Ah, Justeaze.

My Winter Saint, Justeaze.

My comrade. My hope. My salvation.

Watch closely, because this time, my promise will be fulfilled.

This time, I will create a miracle.

And then...then...

"...it's okay if I rest, isn't it?"
The blanket of night has fallen over Fuyuki.

Servants, sharpen your blades, as now you must hunt.

Masters, bolster your defenses, as now you must survive.

For many of you, preparations for the day have ended. Bounded Fields, scouting, such trivial preparations have come to a close. Now, the Holy Grail War begins in earnest.

Remember, in order to achieve that dream you chase after, everyone you call an opponent in this war must fall. There is no room for hesitation or mercy. There can only be resolve.

Good luck.
As nobody seems to be taking any actions that would result in needing to postpone it, the time lapse to night will occur in roughly two hours. Please remember to inform me on your characters' actions during this frame.

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If I'm not told anything in a timely manner (say, in the next day or so, though I'll be lenient), it will be assumed that your character spent the day chatting and bonding with their partner, or buying clothes, or something similar.
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