Raijinslayer

Grimm Noir [Rebooting~]

I'll see what I can write up in a day or two and take a shot at this

W.I.P

“Not here to make friends. Just paying back a favor.”

Silme

Name

Silme Fenerus, or Sil for short

Age

18

Race

Faunus(Timber Wolf)

Nationality

Atlesian

Physical Description

Sil is built like a brick wall. A good-looking wall, for sure, but a wall nonetheless. A mixture of his overabundant aura and dedicated training has made the 6'5 Faunus a rather beefed-up individual, which has a somewhat disconcerting disconnect from how soft his features tend to look. Not quite so much that he looks feminine, but with his long hair, thick lashes, and more delicate features, most would expect a much sleeker individual. Granted, this disconnect becomes a little less pronounced when he opens his mouth, showing off a sizable bear of wolfish canines that, along with his tail, stand as the pronouncement of his faunus heritage.

As far as clothing goes, Silme dresses practically on missions and tends to throw whatever he can find on when he isn't expected to look nice. His silver-white hair is often tied up in either a ponytail or a braid to keep it out of the way, though why he doesn't just cut it is a question he gets often and never answers.

Characterization

Silme is defined by two things: a desire for connection and an almost crippling lack of trust in anyone around him.

When he was younger, you could hardly ever find a kid more bright-eyed and willing to help those around them, using his natural talents to help around the mine where his parents worked, greeting the guards that kept the Grimm out(even if it usually only got him cold looks and whispered insults), and trying his best to be friends with everyone he could. However, after the accident that took his parents away from him, and the fallout that followed it, he become much more reserved. He talked with others but, even when it came to his new guardian he was afraid to open up or make connections with others. And as he grew up, the small little insults and digs that many in Mistral made his way soon caused him to grow as distrustful of the whole lot of them as they surely were of him. He tries to not let it show or act on the growing distaste and anger he feels but sometimes the things he sees or has to put up with proves too much for him to simply stand back, something that causes the young man no small amount of trouble in life.

Backstory

Silme grew up in essentially a shanty town, outside one of the many dust mines run by the SDC. A place for those unable to get a home in the city of Mantle, they at least had the benefits of military guards to keep them safe from the Grimm that, needless to say, often found themselves drawn to such places. A lot of the workers liked to whisper how if it weren't for the Grimm, the guards would likely treat them even worse they usually did, rather than just being casually indifferent to their needs.

However, for a young Silme, he just found everything to be the start of a new adventure. A born rapscallion that, thanks to being born with awakened Aura, proved to be a lot for most of the adults in the town to handle when he felt up to mischief. Luckily for all, he rarely ever caused much more than the occasional prank and slip up, often using his gifts to help out around the mines where ever he could, and even helping to spook off the occasional Grimm from time to time that managed to sneak back the guards. It was far from an easy life, but it was better than some other days. The best days being when his father's old friend, now a Huntsman of Mistral having managed to leave Atlas when they were kids, would come around to tell him stories about the outside world. One day, he wished that he'd be able to go out and see the world just like her.

And then one day, he would get his wish.

The accident was sudden and devastating, as the gravity dust that this area was known for suddenly reacted and caused the entire area to implode on itself. All that was left afterward was a hyper-condensed orb of rock within a mile-wide crater. Sil would have found himself among those dead if not for being babysat by his father's huntsman friend, Reine. The town, however, was gone. As were most of the people. But in the days that followed, the only new the young man ever saw was on the rise in gravity dust prices, and talk about the lives of the guards who managed the station. If the miners were mentioned at all, it was as a statistic, and barely given much focus at all.

More than anything else that followed, this is what caused Silme to grow cold and dispassionate to humans. The fact that hundreds of innocents had died. . . and none of them seemed to care. They called it an accident, a tragedy, a horrible loss of life, but spoke about it in the same tone one would speak about a particularly nasty day of work. There was no empathy, no outrage from anyone who wasn't a faunus. Just a cold statement of fact and a number.

Reine would take him under their wing, raising them in mistral to the best of their ability, but there was always a distance between them, even as they taught him how to be a Huntsman shortly after he asked. He started getting into more fights, and got a reputation in school for being willing and able to put even some of the notirous criminal elements in the city through walls, though that often came with it's own complications.
When he finally was accepted into the academy, it was on a probationary measure that he behave, beign told excessively that he was only allowed this chance because of Reine's reputation, and that if he were to act out, they both would suffer consequences.

Semblance

Restraint: Silme is a rare type in the world of Remnant, born with an awakened semblance and thus, having lived with it all of his life, as well as being gifted with an insane amount of aura to accommodate the nature of his semblance. A side effect of this abundance of life energy is Silme growing quickly and heartily, despite growing up in less than favorable conditions for most of his early life and being near superhumanly strong thanks to the use of innate Aura enhancement.

As for the semblance itself, it technically serves as a hindrance rather than a boon he can actively control, a set of three blocks on his aura. By removing these locks through reaching for specific emotional triggers, he can drastically increase his combat performance by flooding his body with more and more aura. As each chain is broken, Silme gets noticeably faster, stronger, and exudes an ever-increasing amount of aura, like a blazing silver flame. The first of the chains, Lædingr, is the easiest to unlock by tapping into a moment of memory of great joy or happiness. Dromi, the second chain, requires a moment of great grief or regret to be unleashed, often coming with a much more aggressive and berserk fighting style as the rush of energy starts to mess with his head. Silme has never found the trigger to unlock the third chain, only knowing it exists through the gut instinct that there is likely more of his ability he could tap into.

Whether or not he should, however, is another question entirely.

The blocks on his aura are in place for a reason, and breaking them often leads to no small level of exhaustion, pain, and damage to his body due to the sheer strain of harnessing that much power and withstanding the immense forces he exerts as he fights. With training, he has managed to break and lock the first chain at will . . . almost. It's not exact, but he has enough control to release it in quick bursts to minimize the drain on himself, but even that can be extremely taxing. Once the second, and presumably third, chains are broken, then it will continue to burn until his body fails him and he can't keep it up anymore

Weapon & Fighting Style

As of now. . . Silme doesn't use a proper weapon. He has tried to train with a good number of them, but he's found all of them to be a bit awkward to hold and, more importantly, unable to stand up to the force of his blows once he starts using his semblance. As such, he has learned to make use of the stores of Aura he was gifted with, focusing almost entirely on improving his aura-enhanced CQC skills. In particular, he likes to take advantage of his impressive strength to grapple his foes into submission though he also can throw out some devastating blows with just some straightforward punches, jabs, and kicks.

When it comes to using Dust, however, Silme has a bit of an affinity for the use of more archaic Dust arts, weaving it into his clothes to allow him to manipulate it on the fly. However, he only has small amounts of the material since he tries to source his supplies from places that don't work with the Schnee Dust Company if hec an, and is often left with lower quality products. As such, while he has the talent for the art, he has precious few chances to truly practice it.

Intangibles

Silme is a pretty avid reader and book learner, taking every chance he can to study up on subjects that interest him, and taking extensive notes on them. In particular, he has an interest in the study of Dust, its production and refinement cycle, and ways to improve the lives of the workers who risk everything just so the nations of the world can keep ticking.

A very active advocate for Faunus rights, which has wonhim little in the way of friends amongst the people of Mistral.

Silme's tail is often a very good indicator of whatever he's truly feeling, no matter what he actual says or emotes outwardly. It is the one part of his posture that he can't properly control, and it irritates him when it gets brought up.

Having been trained by a Hunstman along with the typical curriculum expected of a Huntsman trainee, Silme is very much a well-trained combatant, even with his lack of a weapon.

Fate/Profane Covenant

Khairi Ilunga

Shinto's Sky

@Yukitamas@ManyThings

"Well, it didn't take long for us to get a response." Khairi couldn't help but let out a low whistle as a blonde man appears in mid-air to send Caster's little test throw flying across the sky. Luckily, it wasn't anywhere close to their current position in the sky, tho given the nature of the weapon used, he already had a bit of a hint of the wielder's class. "So we've drawn a Lancer out into the open, and a pretty flashy one at that. How do you want to handle this?"

As he spoke, he focuses his senses to examine the figure as he landed on a nearby building, trying to use clairvoyance to get a better read on their abilities.

"I'll trust your judgement on this one, even though my gut is telling me we're opening ourselves to too much danger here. Just don't know how much of that is a solemn word of warning and how much of it is just jitters from my nerves."

Fate/Profane Covenant

Khairi Ilunga

Outskirts/Forest-> Shinto's Sky

@Yukitamas

Caster's words brought forth. . . a conflicted look to master's face. An expression part-way between distaste and resolution as he instinctively fingers the scepter at his waist. In his mind's eye, he can see the charred body of the man who took his father from him, still smelling the acrid mix of ozone and lightning-charred flesh.

In his travels abroad, he had become much more familiar with the ways magic could be used to directly harm and maim one's foes, and it brought bile to rise in his throat to imagine himself using his family's magic for such a purpose. It was not the way his father had wanted, not for him. Even his more war-like ancestors had left behind feelings of disapproval for his course when he divined for this path.

But he had already come this far. With a silent prayer to the Lord of the skies, he places a mask over his head, telling to himself a story of an ancestor who bore the winds as his weapon. As he finished the incantation, the eyes of the mask took on an eerie glow. For a moment the look of an older man, dressed in ceremonial garb, imposes itself onto him before fading away.

"I'm ready now, Caster." His voice was altered, overlapped with that of another. "And don't worry. . . I am prepared for what I may have to do, though I don't take much joy in it. But the bloody business needn't start tonight. I suggest we try and take it a bit slow. . . unless you really believe a golden opportunity will make itself known to us."

"That being said. . . being so high up on naught but a broomstick. . . still a little stomach-churning, I must admit."

When the two were up in the skies above Fuyuki, the young master would (after making another prayer to Nkuba for safe passage through his domain) focus on the mask he wore. Through low muttering chants, he'd support Caster's magical attempts to conceal their presence in the cloud, making use of the knowledge granted to him by the mask and the attribute of his family's magic to better allow them to simply become like the air above the city.

Fate/Profane Covenant

Khairi Ilunga

Outskirts/Forest

@Yukitamas

Caster's near zealous enthusiasm for the venture made Khairi chuckle with some slight apprehension, already preparing himself to take a notable hit to his funds today. Still, considering the things to come in the future, it was only fair he give some offering for asking her to help him. The modern world was nothing like what she knew, and before all the blood and death that was to be the coming weeks, he wanted to let her enjoy at least one day of her time on earth.

"Let's try to avoid that much spending, shall we? While I'm not hurting for funds, but I'd rather not be destitute by the war's end." Khairi raised a brow at her blessing of luck, wondering if he should ask about it before just shaking his head. He wasn't going to question anything that improved their fortunes on this trip, that's for sure. "Also, let's not extort innocents for more spending money? Life's likely to get pretty rough for the people here, depending on the temperament of the other masters. I'd like to not add financial burdens on top of that."

Placing the Conga-scepter in its holder at his waist, the young Diviner motions for Caster to follow as he makes his way to town.

"I think I saw a souvenir shop in the Commerce district that might catch your interest. A bit of a tourist trap, but I'm sure you'll find a lot of interesting baubles to place around the castle."

Fate/Profane Covenant

Khairi Ilunga

Outskirts/Forest

@Yukitamas

Khairi couldn't help but raise a brow at the Caster's use fo big sister as she spoke, but shrugged it off since, given how he had chosen to summon her. . . she wasn't exactly wrong in that. Whatever the outcome of this war, Tlachtga was considered a part of his family now. An odd thought, to be certain, but she was no more eccentric a member than any of his ancestors by blood.

Though none of his ancestors had managed to take flight as easily as this woman did and he was unable to hold back the look of wonder on his face as he saw her floating above him with seeming easy. It reminded the young man of some of his childhood dreams about using his own skill with magecraft. Common sense told him that he should be more cautious with this excursion and that passing under the illusory veil of such a powerful Magi was the proper way to engage in recon. . .

"Well. . . if you're offering I guess it'd be rude to decline the offer." Khairi attempted to keep some measure of composure about himself, though it would be clear that the idea of taking flight had won out over his more grounded sense of common sense. "If you're going to be walking about, are you thinking of purchasing anything? One could turn deserves another so I could give you a budget if you really want to feel the full tourist experience."

Fate/Profane Covenant

Servant Outline: The Mayan hero twins

Class: Assassin

True Name: Hunahpu and Xbalanque

Appearance: A pair of tanned skin young men, dressed in the skins of jaguars, one carrying a bow and blowgun at his back, the other holding a rubber ball between his hands. Hunahpu carries the bow, and is otherwise distinguished by the small mole under his left eye and the golden tint to his eyes. Xbalanque, on the other hand, bears some less than human additions to his appearance due to his relation to jaguars. His skin is spotted in a pattern similar to one of big cats, and his ears have likewise been replaced. He bears claws and fangs, tho neither tend to be bared that often, and between the two, he bears a more effeminate pretty boy appeal, owing ot his slender frame and longer lashes.

If anyone mutters the word Cat boy to him, they will find themselves getting a ball chucked at their head very quickly in one of his few easily triggered bits of anger

Sex: Male

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Attribute: Earth

History: The tale of the Hero twins, Hunahpu and Xbalanque, begins a fair amount of time before the two were born when their father lost his life playing a ballgame with the Lords of Xibalba. But from the spit of their father's decapitated head, their mother managed to bear his children and, in fear, fled from the underworld to hide her children in the land of the living.

The twins were well-behaved and polite in their younger years, always deferring to their grandmother and her children despite the cruel and untoward treatment they were given since the moment they were born. But this was just the first of their many deceptions, as one day they asked for their elder siblings to help them take some birds they had hunted from a tree. However, when they went to retrieve the supposed fowl, the twins use magic all their own to cause the trees to grow much higher than the others could reasonably descend from, adding further insult to the injury by turning them into monkeys. Even the twin's grandmother couldn't help but laugh at the state of her children, who quickly ran off in shame and humiliation.

From then on, the twins continued to prove their wit, their cunning, and above all their love for taking down those who basked in their own strength. Be it knocking the gemstone teeth of Seven Macaw for daring to anoint himself as the Sun and Moon, to defeating his sons through exploiting their hunger and slaying them in traps designed to exploit their weaknesses. They proved themselves Apt god slayers, but their greatest test came soon after discovering the gaming equipment of their father, Hun-hunahpu, deciphering its hidden location through the interrogation of a small rat in exchange for mercy.

So did the Twins learn of the fate of their father and so did they deem it time to pay the Lords of Xibalba a visit themselves. Playing in the same ball court as their father and uncle had, they brought upon the wrath of the Lords and were called into the Underworld to play their games and face their trials. But the Lords were unaware of who they trifled with and unknowingly sealed their doom.

With wit and wiles, they uncovered every trick devised to humiliate them and avoided every trap meant to harm them. When they played in the mighty ball court against the lords, they were quick to uncover the bladed ball meant to slay them, threatening to leave unless the lords played fair. And while the twins could have won against the lords, that would not do. For the best way to humiliate the gods that had sought to demean so many that had come before them was to beat them at their own game and dismantle the authority, they had sought to keep.

And so, they lost the game purposefully and as agreed, were taken to one of the many House of trial within the City of Xibalba. And with ease, they beat the House of Dark, surviving the night with their torch intact within the blackness, and after another game "lost" defeated the House of Blades as well with but a whispered word. Even when treachery was used to keep them from their rewards, petals from the gardens of Xibalba, they succeeded in taking them through the assistance of leafcutter ants. The houses of Cold, Bats, and Jaguars came next and for each house the Twins proved themselves victorious with splendid ease, though Hunahpu nearly lost his head to the Bat god Camazotz.

It was in the final house, the Hot house, that the twin began their greatest deception. Within the hot house, which in truth was not but a burning oven made to incinerate them, the twins allowed their deaths to pass, their bodies to be ground into not but dust and bones to be flung into the Underworld's river. But as the Xibalbans cheered the victory, the twins were far from done with them, even in what seemed like death.

For when cast into the river, they became a pair of catfish, swimming downstream in a synchronous dance before coming to shore as a pair of young boys, alive and well and fully ready for the next stage of their scheme. The Xibalbans marveled at the young men's transformation, not seeing them for the foes they had just slain, and the boys were only too eager to stay and make themselves known as grand miracle workers and entertains. They burned houses to ashes then rose them back to prominence in seconds, killed one another in sacrifice only to rise up whole and hearty in a few short moments, and many other true and honest miracles that their powers did allow for. So great became their fam that the Lords of Xibalba called them out to their court, eager to be entertained as their subject had been.

For no cost, and with the Lords none the wiser, they performed many a miracle for them all. And for the finale, the lords asked for the grandest trick yet: To be slain themselves and brought back just as the two boys had done for themselves and others time and time again. And so. . . the twins obliged.

But the Lords of Xibalba were not brought back after their sacrificial death, and as the court began to whisper, the twins would make their grand announcement to the Xibalbans. With a flash of smoke, they revealed their identities to all around and brought forth the crimes of the Xibalbans in the murder of their father and uncle years ago. So great was the shame and fear of the Xibalbans then that they confessed to their wickedness, and s the Twins laid down a punishment most severe: no longer would Xibalba gain succor from worship and prayer, no longer would it serve as a place of greatness. As their birthright decreed it, so it came to pass that the Underworld was cut off from its source of strength and soon after fell into despair and decay.

After this deed, the Twins were now fully attuned to their divinity, ascending into the heavens above to take their own places as the Sun and Moon, Hunahpu, ever watchful for the next deity to overstep his bounds and Xbalanque, eager to dive in for the killing blow.

Personality:
Hunahpu and Xbalanque are a wily pair of brothers, always eager to play a good prank on those around them or simply laze about if it suits their needs. When it comes to work, they'd often much rather play ball games, not quite being lazy but both only finding joy in tasks that motivate them. And for both twins, there is no task more motivating than finding someone powerful and arrogant, and forcing them to the dirt where they feel such people belong or facing off against foes that think themselves greater and making their strength into their demise.

Between the two twins, Hunahpu is the more openly cheery and friendly of the pair, often ignoring things like personal space, conversational boundaries, and other such social norms that get in the way of him getting to know someone. Surprisingly, he's also the more likely of the two to hold a grudge, fully capable of laughing off insults and humiliations in the moment as he quickly begins thinking up a number of ways to make the person who did so pay dearly for it. Xbalanque is the more relaxed and laid-back of the pair, not in as much of a hurry as his brother to get into a fight. No, he prefers to sit back and plan with what info his brother gives him, clearly though Hunahou is definitely the brains of their duo.

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

Class Skills
Presence Concealment:A+ Sealed
Personal Skills
Combination(Heroic Twins):B
Along with allowing the two to be summoned at the same time into this grail war, so closely tied are the bonds of the two that even their magical ability is connected. As such, when making use of magecraft or similar ritualistic abilities, the Twins are able to treat their opposite as the origin point of any such spells they enact. They may also assist each other in the incantation of these spells either through speeding up the cast time, or continuing the chant in place of the other twin if they are either interrupt or to surprise their foes with powerful magic at what appears to be instant speed to an outside observer.

Battle Continuation: Ex
As long as one of the twins is alive and the core of their spirit remains damaged, the twins are able to recover and reanimate each other from even the most grave of injuries through ritual and their ancestry as children of the underworld goddess, Xquic. This ancestry also grants them a heightened resistance to the aspect of the Underworld, which held no measure for keeping them out or keeping them contained.
Eye of Mind(True): A
Wily enough to see through the deceptions of the gods of the underworld, and confident enough in their wits to purposefully fail numerous ball games in order to face all the trials they had to offer, the twins were men of incapable insight into those around them. Not even the illusions of the gods of the Underworld could hide the deceptions of their trials from their eyes.
Magecraft: B
Twins are known to have a variety of magical abilities, not the least of which being them constantly reanimating both themselves and others through ritual. As assassins, these magical abilities are not as strong, but they still have the ability to cast magecraft which allows them to cast illusions, heal wounds, treat with/command animals and objects to do their bidding, and some control over plants. Shapeshifting/disguises also fall under their purview through this skill, whether it be a simple change of their appearances to taking on the shapes of mundane animals.

Espionage: A+
The skill that allowed them to blend in with the inhabitants of Xibalba and get close to the Lords without them ever suspecting their true identities. When invoked, this skillfully encases their being as Servants or even anyone out of the ordinary, allowing them to appear as just normal humans, or animals if they wear the shape of one. Not only that, but while so cloaked, they tend to easily gain the trust of those around them, especially if they present themselves as entertainers or affable individuals.

Additionally, if the Twins are so disguised as a specific individual, this spell will so shift their aura to properly mimic the one they are imitating, making them appear to be that person under any close examination of their nature.
Noble Phantasms:

Name: Seven Macaw/Cabrakan
Title: May your Hubris be knocked Down
Rank: C++
Type: Anti-Unit
Range: 40/Self
Targets: 1
Description: Two of the Twin's less celebrated victories through trickery crystalized into potent curses tied to each brother's touch. For Hunahpu, he bears the curse of Seven Macaw which, upon invocation, grants any projectile he launches an ephemeral curse against the treasures and signs of power of any spiritual being, such as Servants. Through the activation of an NP if the target was struck by the projectile(with said impact dealing no injury to them) or upon making contact with a foe's noble Phantasm the curse will crack the foundations of the legend behind it, lowering its rank of effectiveness by a level and increasing the amount of mana it takes to form/use by a notable margin. The effect is largely temporary, only lasting a few hours for NPs of equal strength to Seven Macaw. However, for NPs of a stronger tier, this curse can last for a few days unless some method of potent cure removal is found or the twins are killed and for NPs of a divine origin or bearing strong themes of divinity, the effect lasts permanently unless similar methods are met. Hunahpu usually carries a bow or blowgun to act as his typical form of using this ability, and tends to make it seem like the weapons themselves are the source of the curse, so as to lure his foes into false security.

For Xbalanque, the poison that killed Cabrakan is the curse he brings to bear, an insidious poison that can be applied to any object the twin touches. Instead of targetting the legends of heroic treasures, Cabrakan instead attacks the core of spirit itself to do its work, tearing at the mystery of Spiritual beings. This causes the servants to require much more Mana to maintain their physical forms as well as weakening their physical stats and skills as terrible pain rolls through their body. Similar to Seven Macaw, the curse has a much more pronounced and long-lasting effect on Servants of a higher level of mystery and requires similar means of removal.

Xbalanque uses a set of play balls to act as he decoy for the noble phantasm, but like Hunahpu, it's his touch that lays the curse. The curse can linger on a surface for a long time in an inactive state, and it's only when the name is invoked that the poison will take hold, though the twin does need to be within a certain range to activate it in this case.

Name: Trials of Xibalba
Title: Rejected from the world, denied of it's succor
Rank: A+
Type: Anti-Unit
Range: Unsure
Targets: 1
Description: A finishing combo attack between the two twins representing their trials within Xibalba. A strike for each of the six houses, with a doublestrike finisher making up the seventh to represent their conquest of Xibalba itself. Each attack bears with it the attributes of the Underworld that ramp up with every strike until the last, which strikes at their very core as a Servant, likely dealing a hefty level of injury by the end of it.

Rather than a sure-kill technique, this Phantasm is meant to cripple and humiliate the target, and as such the final strike also cuts off their connection to the World and the Grail. While they may still exist after this, they can no longer receive mana from their master, from the grail, nor any source that draws from the energy of the World, leaving them to a pathetic death through starvation if they can't somehow find some other way to sustain themselves, much less power their abilities.

Before this finishing move can be invoked, however, several preparations must be made: The target must be under the curse of both Seven Macaw and Cabrakan, it must be performed either at night or within a space conceptually tied to death, the underworld, or the liminal boundaries between life and death, and both Twins must be present and reveal themselves to their foe. While the Noble phantasm can be invoked outside of these parameters, if all these conditions are met, then only a Servant with high luck can hope to avoid their doomed fate.

Fate/Profane Covenant

Khairi Ilunga

Outskirts/Forest

@Yukitamas

Khairi, for his part, was similarly engrossed in the smells of the forest. The feel of the earth, the trees, even the very flow of the land itself was so different from that of his homeland that it wasn't even funny, but being in this place of nature away from civilization. . . it gave a sense of peace and stability to the young man that he definitely needed. Caster, in her arboreal wandering, would find the young man muttering to himself in his native tongue as fidgets with the conga-scepter that she would always see on his person.

For most people, that would all they see. . . but thanks to the unorthodox alterations to his summoning technique, she would see the wavering figures of several men and women around her master. His ancestors, speaking in silent judgment as they appeared to be in some deep deliberation amongst each other. Before long the meeting was ended as Khairi let out a deep sigh, letting himself fall back onto the forest floor before giving his servant a quick glance.

"Good Morning Caster," He mutters briefly, waving at her with the scepter as he seems to consider something. "I guess I should've figured you'd be the sight-seeing type, though I don't really think there is much to see around here."

"Of course," Khairi mutters under his breath as he picks himself up, wiping the forest debris from his clothes. "That could just be me not wanting to feel like some sort of stage attraction everywhere I go in this place. I know people here don't likely see foreigners all that often, but the way nearly everyone I meet can't seem to help but stare is. . . annoying, to say the least."

"But yeah, if you want to go for a walk around town to check things out sounds like a good idea, and as you say, it doesn't do us much good if we just turtle up all the time. It's the first day so I doubt anyone will try anything too wild right out the gate, and you can probably handle yourself well even if they did."

Fate/Profane Covenant

Master Outline: Khairi, the Scion of the Roaring Thunder

Name: Khairi Ilunga
Titles: Scion of the Roaring Thunder

Appearance:

Sex: Male

Alignment:Neutral Good

History: Outline: The Ilunga family is ancient. When the practice of written records started to make its way to their territory, they were sharing stories with their communities that stretched back hundreds of years. Even as the colonizing forces of the western nations broke apart their lives and sought to suppress their beliefs and cultures in the name of their God, the Illunga kept their histories. Through magecraft, hidden artifacts, and communion with their ancestors, the Ilunga managed to keep on to their history, though not without some losses.

Despite these losses, the Diviners of the Illunga clan kept to their policies of learning from those who came from elsewhere, allowing their culture and traditions to change and adapt to these new practices rather than break under their weight. As such, in the modern age, the Ilunga still maintain a place of prestige and respect amongst communities both mundane and magical within the Democratic Republic of Congo.

For Khairi, his heritage and the history behind it has always been a matter of great importance and has served as the main motivator in his studies to follow in the footsteps of the man he respects more than anyone, his Father. A powerful magus, a firm but fair leader, and a man of near-infinite kindness, Khairi's father was a man many believed would bring the Ilunga into a new age of glory. A man who even managed to gain the respect and knowledge of foreign magi, a lot that has long been known to look down on any who were not a part of their enclosed circle of families.

He was Khairi's hero. . . and thus, his tragic end was all the more traumatizing for his reverence.

Betrayed by a foreign magi from the clocktower, a man his father had invited to discuss ways to bridge the gap between the traditions of the Diviners and the ways of the Western Magi, for an artifact he could not even hope to use, the Conga-scepter that served the Ilunga family as a mystic code and familial relic for untold generations. The magi had, in his arrogance and pride, thought to use it to cover his tracks by destroying the village that the murder had taken place in. He was unaware that the scepter was no mere tool, but possessing a spirit all its own, and it was filled with a dark fury at the atrocity it was being called forth to commit. The foreign magi was found dead in a smoking crater, struck seven times by Nkuba's concentrated wrath for his hubris and evil treachery.

But rather than overjoyed by the man's karmic retribution, Khairi felt naught but a lack of closure at this knowledge. His father was gone, taken from him by a fool who had sealed his own doom and left the world a lesser place for the life he had stolen.

That couldn't stand, not in his eyes. On the day of his father's funeral, as everyone cheered and celebrated that man he was and seemed ready to let this tragedy pass, as the tale of his father was passed into the legend of the Ilunga. . . Khairi swore to himself that this would not be how his father's legacy ended.

The years that followed were a blur of vigorous study, both at home and abroad as he followed in the footsteps of the man he hoped to emulate, learning more of magecraft and mystery from numerous sources all across the globe and from many differing mentors. Some were great men and women, others conniving schemers or droll politicians, but all had something to teach him. he was voracious in his learning and prodigious in his talent. Many of his teachers could not hide their surprise that such a young boy from a "know-nothing backwater" could be a vessel for such magical insight. They did not understand that his knowledge was not his alone. That within him, in the tales he told to himself during long nights of study, the songs he had repeated so many times he sang them in his sleep, the ritualistic dances he performed in the wee hours of morning and night, in all of these things his ancestors were with him. Guiding him forward down this path, even if they did not wholly agree with his end goal.

Often, in subtle ways, he was urged to give up his quest, to let his father go. Among these voices, he knew, was the very man he hoped to bring back. The boy knew his goal was not healthy, that he was doing a disservice to the very history and lineage he found so important. There were many excuses he told himself, to justify to the spirits and himself that what he was doing was not selfish, that it was for the good of his family and community. But in truth, as he discovered the history of the Holy Grail wars, and the recovery of the Fuyuki grail, the hope that sprang in his heart was not that of a man seeing the light that may bring a great wonder to his people. It was the hope of a small, 13-year-old boy that he might once more be held in the arms of his father, to once more talk to the man as he is now, rather than speaking to the memory of what he once was.

For the dead often provide cold comfort to the living,and in their company, one finds only a faint whisper of the vibrancy that was once known.

Personality: Khairi is a studious and diligent young man, who always does his best to help those he finds in need. A natural-born leader of sorts, he greatly values his empathy and skills at working with the talents of others to work towards a common goal. That being said, the man is known for holding a grudge for longe rthan one can probably consider necessary or healthy, particularly against foreign magi. To Khairi, many of the magi he has encountered during his travels abroad have been arrogant, dismissive of people, and so caught up in their own searches for Truth that they don't care who or what gets hurt on their path towards it.

It was a reality he was not completely unaware of, but seeing it with his own eyes did much to plant a number of prejudices in his head when dealing with other magi. No matter how polite they seem, no matter how good-hearted
they seem, or open to conversation they claim to be, the young diviner is expecting callousness, deception, and arrogance to be hiding just under the surface. Perhaps not the best mindset to have in most circumstances, but he knows that for the coming Grail War, he'll have more justification than ever to be wary of other Magi.
Magecraft:

Possession(Ancestral): As the latest in a long line of Diviners from what is now known as the Kivu region, it has long been the young man's duty to act as a conduit between spiritual forces of the land and the members of his community. Through the use of ritualistic trance and communion with the realm of spirits, his family has developed considerable skill in calling forth the spirits of not only their ancestors but even ancient heroes and villains to help them reenact their legends within so that the mystery of their deeds continue on into the modern-day.

As such, not only does this magecraft allow for Khairi to call upon the combined knowledge of his Magi ancestors while in such a trance, much in the same way one would use a magic crest, but through this accumulation of mystery, he has theorized the possibility of strengthening that of his Servant through this method through reenactments of their own legend. Not in any lasting way, of course, but perhaps through allowing his servant access to this well of spiritual belief, accumulated mysteries, and long ancient traditions, he is able to further refine the connection between him and his chosen hero.

Evocation(Thunder): The Ilunga lineage claims to have gained their connection to the spiritual through the divine blood of Nkuba, god of Lightning, either through a blessing of descending from his coupling with amortal Diviner in times long past. While the veracity of this tale is certainly in question, what is apparent is how the Ilunga family has always boasted an impressive affinity for the element of lightning and electricity in their magecraft and Khairi is no exception. While not originally taught in the ways of offensive use of the spell, his time abroad has helped him formulate spells with which to utilize the fury of Nkuba against his foes in a more direct manner. He can also make use of natural sources of lightning and electricity as a source of magical energy through the Commune attribute, harmonizing himself with the raw energies of the natural world to better fuel his ceremonies, though the rate of conversion is often not tilted in his favor.

However, that is not the only way he makes use of this connection to Lightning and Thunder. Through this devotion to Nkuba, god of Lightning, he is able to enact rituals to influence the weather of a region, as well as provide a more subtle play on the electrical connections found in all living things. Normally, he uses this as a form of aura reading or emotional dampening effect, allowing him to soothe those in pain or distress so that they may be more at ease in his presence. With his preparations for the Grail war, however, he has learned more deceptive and harmful ways to use this skill, such as curses that interfere with one's reaction time or ability to focus.

Healing: As a Diviner, Khairi was given extensive teaching in magical healing through a variety of methods, most commonly that of herbal remedy infused with Mana. He has studied spiritual healing for the purposes of warding off evil curses and maladies of the soul, making him skilled in the understanding of and excising such curses.

Divination: Another penchant of his role as a Diviner, Khairi uses a number of methods to divine the proper way forward in his day-to-day life. While never a precise form of intuition, the use of Divination magic does wonders for helping him to find out which of the paths of his future stand the best chance of accomplishing his goals.

Quality of Circuits: A+

Quantity of Circuits: B

Elemental Affinity: Wind and Fire

Attribute: Commune

The attribute of the Ilunga family that begets their ability to foster connection and communication with the realm of the spiritual and esoteric. Through their use of magic, they do not just seek knowledge, but complete immersion in their craft and the ability to spread their understanding to others. Like other magi, the Diviners of the Ilunga see themselves as part of a winding chain of knowledge but rather than see their ancestors as being distant repositories of knowledge, they are still an active part of the family, alive in every Diviner of the family and guiding their actions with their combined experience and knowledge.
Magecraft: See above, i guess

General Magecraft

Mystic Codes: Ancestral Conga-scepter, supposedly blessed by the deity Nkuba and used in the ritualistic retelling of the Epic of Mwindo for generations within the family. A temperamental mystic code relic, it offers a wielder who it deems worthy to a powerful conduit for their magecraft, particularly those related to that of calling Lightning or healing those near death's door. However, the scepter is no mere pliant artifact, but a thing with both a spirit and a temperament all its own. As such, if one seeks to misuse its power or ignore the temperament of the relic, they will find in it a tendency to fight and struggle against them, causing a chance of any use of its powers to backfire on the user. If this is done for long enough, then the wielder will be faced with the ultimate retribution as the sky erupts into seven bolts of thunderous might comes crashing down on the perpetrator with the intent of turning them to dust.

A number of Fetishes and Masks with which he has imbued Mana and ancestral memories into. Some can be used as a source of power, while others help him accelerate his use of certain magics, or even grant him access to ones he has not formally studied. Some examples of this would be a necklace containing the finger bone of a Ilunga ancestor that was well-known in his ability to heal increasing the speed and effectiveness of his healing magecraft while in the spirit trance, or a mask that harnesses the memory of another ancestor to grant him some measure of pyromancy skill. These artifacts serve to give him a bit of a swiss-army knife approach to magecraft in the war, and while he doesn't believe it will let him face off against anyone actually trained in any of those adjacent fields, it may help;p to throw off his foes in what his expertise actually is. Any advantage he can gain, no matter how small, is one he'll need given his lack of other resources
Non-Magecraft Abilities/Items:
Empathy and Leadership: Khairi is a natural-born leader and a people person, often able to quickly read those he talks to and working with them to decide how best to help them achieve their goals or make better use of their own abilities.

Dance: Along with the traditional dances he makes use of for his rituals, he's also a skilled breakdancer, having fallen somewhat in love with the frenetic energy of the style after watching some American television and doing some research on the side. He's quite good, and at times makes use of the moves to add a personal flair to his practices as a Magi.

Medicine: Along with the more mystical arts, Khairi has done plenty of study in more mundane treatment methods, and often carries a first aid kit on his person in case of emergencies. While not a licensed medical professional by any measure, he is fully capable of performing quick diagnostics of symptoms and injuries and best immediate practices to put in place till a more qualified person comes to the scene(or till he makes use of his more magical expertise)

Modern Tech: While far from a tech whiz, Khairi is pretty modern-minded as far as being a magus goes, able to use most amenities of modern living without much confusion. He's also a pretty good driver and carries around a smartphone for the sake of contacting his relatives back home. Everything important or compromising, however, he prefers to write down on paper. Just in case, especially during a grail war.

Money: While not as absurdly wealthy as other Magus families tend to be, the Illunga are fairly well-off due to the demand for the services of Diviners in African culture, as well as the intense level of education required of their training. Even if the belief in the supernatural among the average citizen is starting to fade, the cultural power of the position still holds strong.

Fate/Profane Covenant

Master Outline: Khairi, the Scion of the Roaring Thunder

Name: Khairi Ilunga
Titles: Scion of the Roaring Thunder

Appearance:

Sex: Male

Alignment:Neutral Good

History: Outline: The Ilunga family is ancient. When the practice of written records started to make its way to their territory, they were sharing stories with their communities that stretched back hundreds of years. Even as the colonizing forces of the western nations broke apart their lives and sought to suppress their beliefs and cultures in the name of their God, the Illunga kept their histories. Through magecraft, hidden artifacts, and communion with their ancestors, the Ilunga managed to keep on to their history, though not without some losses.

Despite these losses, the Diviners of the Illunga clan kept to their policies of learning from those who came from elsewhere, allowing their culture and traditions to change and adapt to these new practices rather than break under their weight. As such, in the modern age, the Ilunga still maintain a place of prestige and respect amongst communities both mundane and magical within the Democratic Republic of Congo.

For Khairi, his heritage and the history behind it has always been a matter of great importance and has served as the main motivator in his studies to follow in the footsteps of the man he respects more than anyone, his Father. A powerful magus, a firm but fair leader, and a man of near-infinite kindness, Khairi's father was a man many believed would bring the Ilunga into a new age of glory. A man who even managed to gain the respect and knowledge of foreign magi, a lot that has long been known to look down on any who were not a part of their enclosed circle of families.

He was Khairi's hero. . . and thus, his tragic end was all the more traumatizing for his reverence.

Betrayed by a foreign magi from the clocktower, a man his father had invited to discuss ways to bridge the gap between the traditions of the Diviners and the ways of the Western Magi, for an artifact he could not even hope to use, the Conga-scepter that served the Ilunga family as a mystic code and familial relic for untold generations. The magi had, in his arrogance and pride, thought to use it to cover his tracks by destroying the village that the murder had taken place in. He was unaware that the scepter was no mere tool, but possessing a spirit all its own, and it was filled with a dark fury at the atrocity it was being called forth to commit. The foreign magi was found dead in a smoking crater, struck seven times by Nkuba's concentrated wrath for his hubris and evil treachery.

But rather than overjoyed by the man's karmic retribution, Khairi felt naught but a lack of closure at this knowledge. His father was gone, taken from him by a fool who had sealed his own doom and left the world a lesser place for the life he had stolen.

That couldn't stand, not in his eyes. On the day of his father's funeral, as everyone cheered and celebrated that man he was and seemed ready to let this tragedy pass, as the tale of his father was passed into the legend of the Ilunga. . . Khairi swore to himself that this would not be how his father's legacy ended.

The years that followed were a blur of vigorous study, both at home and abroad as he followed in the footsteps of the man he hoped to emulate, learning more of magecraft and mystery from numerous sources all across the globe and from many differing mentors. Some were great men and women, others conniving schemers or droll politicians, but all had something to teach him. he was voracious in his learning and prodigious in his talent. Many of his teachers could not hide their surprise that such a young boy from a "know-nothing backwater" could be a vessel for such magical insight. They did not understand that his knowledge was not his alone. That within him, in the tales he told to himself during long nights of study, the songs he had repeated so many times he sang them in his sleep, the ritualistic dances he performed in the wee hours of morning and night, in all of these things his ancestors were with him. Guiding him forward down this path, even if they did not wholly agree with his end goal.

Often, in subtle ways, he was urged to give up his quest, to let his father go. Among these voices, he knew, was the very man he hoped to bring back. The boy knew his goal was not healthy, that he was doing a disservice to the very history and lineage he found so important. There were many excuses he told himself, to justify to the spirits and himself that what he was doing was not selfish, that it was for the good of his family and community. But in truth, as he discovered the history of the Holy Grail wars, and the recovery of the Fuyuki grail, the hope that sprang in his heart was not that of a man seeing the light that may bring a great wonder to his people. It was the hope of a small, 13-year-old boy that he might once more be held in the arms of his father, to once more talk to the man as he is now, rather than speaking to the memory of what he once was.

For the dead often provide cold comfort to the living,and in their company, one finds only a faint whisper of the vibrancy that was once known.

Personality: Khairi is a studious and diligent young man, who always does his best to help those he finds in need. A natural-born leader of sorts, he greatly values his empathy and skills at working with the talents of others to work towards a common goal. That being said, the man is known for holding a grudge for longe rthan one can probably consider necessary or healthy, particularly against foreign magi. To Khairi, many of the magi he has encountered during his travels abroad have been arrogant, dismissive of people, and so caught up in their own searches for Truth that they don't care who or what gets hurt on their path towards it.

It was a reality he was not completely unaware of, but seeing it with his own eyes did much to plant a number of prejudices in his head when dealing with other magi. No matter how polite they seem, no matter how good-hearted
they seem, or open to conversation they claim to be, the young diviner is expecting callousness, deception, and arrogance to be hiding just under the surface. Perhaps not the best mindset to have in most circumstances, but he knows that for the coming Grail War, he'll have more justification than ever to be wary of other Magi.
Magecraft:

Possession(Ancestral): As the latest in a long line of Diviners from what is now known as the Kivu region, it has long been the young man's duty to act as a conduit between spiritual forces of the land and the members of his community. Through the use of ritualistic trance and communion with the realm of spirits, his family has developed considerable skill in calling forth the spirits of not only their ancestors but even ancient heroes and villains to help them reenact their legends within so that the mystery of their deeds continue on into the modern-day.

As such, not only does this magecraft allow for Khairi to call upon the combined knowledge of his Magi ancestors while in such a trance, much in the same way one would use a magic crest, but through this accumulation of mystery, he has theorized the possibility of strengthening that of his Servant through this method through reenactments of their own legend. Not in any lasting way, of course, but perhaps through allowing his servant access to this well of spiritual belief, accumulated mysteries, and long ancient traditions, he is able to further refine the connection between him and his chosen hero.

Evocation(Thunder): The Ilunga lineage claims to have gained their connection to the spiritual through the divine blood of Nkuba, god of Lightning, either through a blessing of descending from his coupling with amortal Diviner in times long past. While the veracity of this tale is certainly in question, what is apparent is how the Ilunga family has always boasted an impressive affinity for the element of lightning and electricity in their magecraft and Khairi is no exception. While not originally taught in the ways of offensive use of the spell, his time abroad has helped him formulate spells with which to utilize the fury of Nkuba against his foes in a more direct manner. He can also make use of natural sources of lightning and electricity as a source of magical energy through the Commune attribute, harmonizing himself with the raw energies of the natural world to better fuel his ceremonies, though the rate of conversion is often not tilted in his favor.

However, that is not the only way he makes use of this connection to Lightning and Thunder. Through this devotion to Nkuba, god of Lightning, he is able to enact rituals to influence the weather of a region, as well as provide a more subtle play on the electrical connections found in all living things. Normally, he uses this as a form of aura reading or emotional dampening effect, allowing him to soothe those in pain or distress so that they may be more at ease in his presence. With his preparations for the Grail war, however, he has learned more deceptive and harmful ways to use this skill, such as curses that interfere with one's reaction time or ability to focus.

Healing: As a Diviner, Khairi was given extensive teaching in magical healing through a variety of methods, most commonly that of herbal remedy infused with Mana. He has studied spiritual healing for the purposes of warding off evil curses and maladies of the soul, making him skilled in the understanding of and excising such curses.

Divination: Another penchant of his role as a Diviner, Khairi uses a number of methods to divine the proper way forward in his day-to-day life. While never a precise form of intuition, the use of Divination magic does wonders for helping him to find out which of the paths of his future stand the best chance of accomplishing his goals.

Quality of Circuits: A+

Quantity of Circuits: B

Elemental Affinity: Wind and Fire

Attribute: Commune

The attribute of the Ilunga family that begets their ability to foster connection and communication with the realm of the spiritual and esoteric. Through their use of magic, they do not just seek knowledge, but complete immersion in their craft and the ability to spread their understanding to others. Like other magi, the Diviners of the Ilunga see themselves as part of a winding chain of knowledge but rather than see their ancestors as being distant repositories of knowledge, they are still an active part of the family, alive in every Diviner of the family and guiding their actions with their combined experience and knowledge.
Magecraft: See above, i guess

General Magecraft

Mystic Codes: Ancestral Conga-scepter, supposedly blessed by the deity Nkuba and used in the ritualistic retelling of the Epic of Mwindo for generations within the family. A temperamental mystic code relic, it offers a wielder who it deems worthy to a powerful conduit for their magecraft, particularly those related to that of calling Lightning or healing those near death's door. However, the scepter is no mere pliant artifact, but a thing with both a spirit and a temperament all its own. As such, if one seeks to misuse its power or ignore the temperament of the relic, they will find in it a tendency to fight and struggle against them, causing a chance of any use of its powers to backfire on the user. If this is done for long enough, then the wielder will be faced with the ultimate retribution as the sky erupts into seven bolts of thunderous might comes crashing down on the perpetrator with the intent of turning them to dust.

A number of Fetishes and Masks with which he has imbued Mana and ancestral memories into. Some can be used as a source of power, while others help him accelerate his use of certain magics, or even grant him access to ones he has not formally studied. Some examples of this would be a necklace containing the finger bone of a Ilunga ancestor that was well-known in his ability to heal increasing the speed and effectiveness of his healing magecraft while in the spirit trance, or a mask that harnesses the memory of another ancestor to grant him some measure of pyromancy skill. These artifacts serve to give him a bit of a swiss-army knife approach to magecraft in the war, and while he doesn't believe it will let him face off against anyone actually trained in any of those adjacent fields, it may help;p to throw off his foes in what his expertise actually is. Any advantage he can gain, no matter how small, is one he'll need given his lack of other resources
Non-Magecraft Abilities/Items:
Empathy and Leadership: Khairi is a natural-born leader and a people person, often able to quickly read those he talks to and working with them to decide how best to help them achieve their goals or make better use of their own abilities.

Dance: Along with the traditional dances he makes use of for his rituals, he's also a skilled breakdancer, having fallen somewhat in love with the frenetic energy of the style after watching some American television and doing some research on the side. He's quite good, and at times makes use of the moves to add a personal flair to his practices as a Magi.

Medicine: Along with the more mystical arts, Khairi has done plenty of study in more mundane treatment methods, and often carries a first aid kit on his person in case of emergencies. While not a licensed medical professional by any measure, he is fully capable of performing quick diagnostics of symptoms and injuries and best immediate practices to put in place till a more qualified person comes to the scene(or till he makes use of his more magical expertise)

Modern Tech: While far from a tech whiz, Khairi is pretty modern-minded as far as being a magus goes, able to use most amenities of modern living without much confusion. He's also a pretty good driver and carries around a smartphone for the sake of contacting his relatives back home. Everything important or compromising, however, he prefers to write down on paper. Just in case, especially during a grail war.

Money: While not as absurdly wealthy as other Magus families tend to be, the Illunga are fairly well-off due to the demand for the services of Diviners in African culture, as well as the intense level of education required of their training. Even if the belief in the supernatural among the average citizen is starting to fade, the cultural power of the position still holds strong.

Servant Outline: The Mayan hero twins

Class: Assassin

True Name: Hunahpu and Xbalanque

Appearance: A pair of tanned skin young men, dressed in the skins of jaguars, one carrying a bow and blowgun at his back, the other holding a rubber ball between his hands. Hunahpu carries the bow, and is otherwise distinguished by the small mole under his left eye and the golden tint to his eyes. Xbalanque, on the other hand, bears some less than human additions to his appearance due to his relation to jaguars. His skin is spotted in a pattern similar to one of big cats, and his ears have likewise been replaced. He bears claws and fangs, tho neither tend to be bared that often, and between the two, he bears a more effeminate pretty boy appeal, owing ot his slender frame and longer lashes.

If anyone mutters the word Cat boy to him, they will find themselves getting a ball chucked at their head very quickly in one of his few easily triggered bits of anger

Sex: Male

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Attribute: Earth

History: The tale of the Hero twins, Hunahpu and Xbalanque, begins a fair amount of time before the two were born when their father lost his life playing a ballgame with the Lords of Xibalba. But from the spit of their father's decapitated head, their mother managed to bear his children and, in fear, fled from the underworld to hide her children in the land of the living.

The twins were well-behaved and polite in their younger years, always deferring to their grandmother and her children despite the cruel and untoward treatment they were given since the moment they were born. But this was just the first of their many deceptions, as one day they asked for their elder siblings to help them take some birds they had hunted from a tree. However, when they went to retrieve the supposed fowl, the twins use magic all their own to cause the trees to grow much higher than the others could reasonably descend from, adding further insult to the injury by turning them into monkeys. Even the twin's grandmother couldn't help but laugh at the state of her children, who quickly ran off in shame and humiliation.

From then on, the twins continued to prove their wit, their cunning, and above all their love for taking down those who basked in their own strength. Be it knocking the gemstone teeth of Seven Macaw for daring to anoint himself as the Sun and Moon, to defeating his sons through exploiting their hunger and slaying them in traps designed to exploit their weaknesses. They proved themselves Apt god slayers, but their greatest test came soon after discovering the gaming equipment of their father, Hun-hunahpu, deciphering its hidden location through the interrogation of a small rat in exchange for mercy.

So did the Twins learn of the fate of their father and so did they deem it time to pay the Lords of Xibalba a visit themselves. Playing in the same ball court as their father and uncle had, they brought upon the wrath of the Lords and were called into the Underworld to play their games and face their trials. But the Lords were unaware of who they trifled with and unknowingly sealed their doom.

With wit and wiles, they uncovered every trick devised to humiliate them and avoided every trap meant to harm them. When they played in the mighty ball court against the lords, they were quick to uncover the bladed ball meant to slay them, threatening to leave unless the lords played fair. And while the twins could have won against the lords, that would not do. For the best way to humiliate the gods that had sought to demean so many that had come before them was to beat them at their own game and dismantle the authority, they had sought to keep.

And so, they lost the game purposefully and as agreed, were taken to one of the many House of trial within the City of Xibalba. And with ease, they beat the House of Dark, surviving the night with their torch intact within the blackness, and after another game "lost" defeated the House of Blades as well with but a whispered word. Even when treachery was used to keep them from their rewards, petals from the gardens of Xibalba, they succeeded in taking them through the assistance of leafcutter ants. The houses of Cold, Bats, and Jaguars came next and for each house the Twins proved themselves victorious with splendid ease, though Hunahpu nearly lost his head to the Bat god Camazotz.

It was in the final house, the Hot house, that the twin began their greatest deception. Within the hot house, which in truth was not but a burning oven made to incinerate them, the twins allowed their deaths to pass, their bodies to be ground into not but dust and bones to be flung into the Underworld's river. But as the Xibalbans cheered the victory, the twins were far from done with them, even in what seemed like death.

For when cast into the river, they became a pair of catfish, swimming downstream in a synchronous dance before coming to shore as a pair of young boys, alive and well and fully ready for the next stage of their scheme. The Xibalbans marveled at the young men's transformation, not seeing them for the foes they had just slain, and the boys were only too eager to stay and make themselves known as grand miracle workers and entertains. They burned houses to ashes then rose them back to prominence in seconds, killed one another in sacrifice only to rise up whole and hearty in a few short moments, and many other true and honest miracles that their powers did allow for. So great became their fam that the Lords of Xibalba called them out to their court, eager to be entertained as their subject had been.

For no cost, and with the Lords none the wiser, they performed many a miracle for them all. And for the finale, the lords asked for the grandest trick yet: To be slain themselves and brought back just as the two boys had done for themselves and others time and time again. And so. . . the twins obliged.

But the Lords of Xibalba were not brought back after their sacrificial death, and as the court began to whisper, the twins would make their grand announcement to the Xibalbans. With a flash of smoke, they revealed their identities to all around and brought forth the crimes of the Xibalbans in the murder of their father and uncle years ago. So great was the shame and fear of the Xibalbans then that they confessed to their wickedness, and s the Twins laid down a punishment most severe: no longer would Xibalba gain succor from worship and prayer, no longer would it serve as a place of greatness. As their birthright decreed it, so it came to pass that the Underworld was cut off from its source of strength and soon after fell into despair and decay.

After this deed, the Twins were now fully attuned to their divinity, ascending into the heavens above to take their own places as the Sun and Moon, Hunahpu, ever watchful for the next deity to overstep his bounds and Xbalanque, eager to dive in for the killing blow.

Personality:
Hunahpu and Xbalanque are a wily pair of brothers, always eager to play a good prank on those around them or simply laze about if it suits their needs. When it comes to work, they'd often much rather play ball games, not quite being lazy but both only finding joy in tasks that motivate them. And for both twins, there is no task more motivating than finding someone powerful and arrogant, and forcing them to the dirt where they feel such people belong or facing off against foes that think themselves greater and making their strength into their demise.

Between the two twins, Hunahpu is the more openly cheery and friendly of the pair, often ignoring things like personal space, conversational boundaries, and other such social norms that get in the way of him getting to know someone. Surprisingly, he's also the more likely of the two to hold a grudge, fully capable of laughing off insults and humiliations in the moment as he quickly begins thinking up a number of ways to make the person who did so pay dearly for it. Xbalanque is the more relaxed and laid-back of the pair, not in as much of a hurry as his brother to get into a fight. No, he prefers to sit back and plan with what info his brother gives him, clearly though Hunahou is definitely the brains of their duo.

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

Class Skills
Presence Concealment:A+ Sealed
Personal Skills
Combination(Heroic Twins):B
Along with allowing the two to be summoned at the same time into this grail war, so closely tied are the bonds of the two that even their magical ability is connected. As such, when making use of magecraft or similar ritualistic abilities, the Twins are able to treat their opposite as the origin point of any such spells they enact. They may also assist each other in the incantation of these spells either through speeding up the cast time, or continuing the chant in place of the other twin if they are either interrupt or to surprise their foes with powerful magic at what appears to be instant speed to an outside observer.

Battle Continuation: Ex
As long as one of the twins is alive and the core of their spirit remains damaged, the twins are able to recover and reanimate each other from even the most grave of injuries through ritual and their ancestry as children of the underworld goddess, Xquic. This ancestry also grants them a heightened resistance to the aspect of the Underworld, which held no measure for keeping them out or keeping them contained.
Eye of Mind(True): A
Wily enough to see through the deceptions of the gods of the underworld, and confident enough in their wits to purposefully fail numerous ball games in order to face all the trials they had to offer, the twins were men of incapable insight into those around them. Not even the illusions of the gods of the Underworld could hide the deceptions of their trials from their eyes.
Magecraft: B
Twins are known to have a variety of magical abilities, not the least of which being them constantly reanimating both themselves and others through ritual. As assassins, these magical abilities are not as strong, but they still have the ability to cast magecraft which allows them to cast illusions, heal wounds, treat with/command animals and objects to do their bidding, and some control over plants. Shapeshifting/disguises also fall under their purview through this skill, whether it be a simple change of their appearances to taking on the shapes of mundane animals.

Espionage: A+
The skill that allowed them to blend in with the inhabitants of Xibalba and get close to the Lords without them ever suspecting their true identities. When invoked, this skillfully encases their being as Servants or even anyone out of the ordinary, allowing them to appear as just normal humans, or animals if they wear the shape of one. Not only that, but while so cloaked, they tend to easily gain the trust of those around them, especially if they present themselves as entertainers or affable individuals.

Additionally, if the Twins are so disguised as a specific individual, this spell will so shift their aura to properly mimic the one they are imitating, making them appear to be that person under any close examination of their nature.
Noble Phantasms:

Name: Seven Macaw/Cabrakan
Title: May your Hubris be knocked Down
Rank: B
Type: Anti-Unit
Range: 40/Self
Targets: 1
Description: Two of the Twin's less celebrated victories through trickery crystalized into potent curses tied to each brother's touch. For Hunahpu, he bears the curse of Seven Macaw which, upon invocation, grants any projectile he launches an ephemeral curse against the treasures and signs of power of any spiritual being, such as Servants. Through the activation of an NP if the target was struck by the projectile(with said impact dealing no injury to them) or upon making contact with a foe's noble Phantasm the curse will crack the foundations of the legend behind it, lowering its rank of effectiveness by a level and increasing the amount of mana it takes to form/use by a notable margin. The effect is largely temporary, only lasting a few hours for NPs of equal strength to Seven Macaw. However, for NPs of a stronger tier, this curse can last for a few days unless some method of potent cure removal is found or the twins are killed and for NPs of a divine origin or bearing strong themes of divinity, the effect lasts permanently unless similar methods are met. Hunahpu usually carries a bow or blowgun to act as his typical form of using this ability, and tends to make it seem like the weapons themselves are the source of the curse, so as to lure his foes into false security.

For Xbalanque, the poison that killed Cabrakan is the curse he brings to bear, an insidious poison that can be applied to any object the twin touches. Instead of targetting the legends of heroic treasures, Cabrakan instead attacks the core of spirit itself to do its work, tearing at the mystery of Spiritual beings. This causes the servants to require much more Mana to maintain their physical forms as well as weakening their physical stats and skills as terrible pain rolls through their body. Similar to Seven Macaw, the curse has a much more pronounced and long-lasting effect on Servants of a higher level of mystery and requires similar means of removal.

Xbalanque uses a set of play balls to act as he decoy for the noble phantasm, but like Hunahpu, it's his touch that lays the curse. The curse can linger on a surface for a long time in an inactive state, and it's only when the name is invoked that the poison will take hold, though the twin does need to be within a certain range to activate it in this case.

Name: Trials of Xibalba
Title: Rejected from the world, denied of it's succor
Rank: A+
Type: Anti-Unit
Range: Unsure
Targets: 1
Description: A finishing combo attack between the two twins representing their trials within Xibalba. A strike for each of the six houses, with a doublestrike finisher making up the seventh to represent their conquest of Xibalba itself. Each attack bears with it the attributes of the Underworld that ramp up with every strike until the last, which strikes at their very core as a Servant, likely dealing a hefty level of injury by the end of it.

Rather than a sure-kill technique, this Phantasm is meant to cripple and humiliate the target, and as such the final strike also cuts off their connection to the World and the Grail. While they may still exist after this, they can no longer receive mana from their master, from the grail, nor any source that draws from the energy of the World, leaving them to a pathetic death through starvation if they can't somehow find some other way to sustain themselves, much less power their abilities.

Before this finishing move can be invoked, however, several preparations must be made: The target must be under the curse of both Seven Macaw and Cabrakan, it must be performed either at night or within a space conceptually tied to death, the underworld, or the liminal boundaries between life and death, and both Twins must be present and reveal themselves to their foe. While the Noble phantasm can be invoked outside of these parameters, if all these conditions are met, then only a Servant with high luck can hope to avoid their doomed fate.

Vault of Rising Thunder.

Name: Khairi Ilunga
Titles: Something something Thunder

Appearance:

Sex: Male

Alignment:Neutral Good

History: Outline:
> trained from a Young age to take over for his father as a Diviner
> Showed great talent in the mystical arts and proved to advance quickly
> Tragedy strikes when a foreign magi comes to their village, claiming to be a fellow enthusiast of ancient stories of their people
> His father is murdered by this magi, who wanted to actually steal a ancient relic of the family, rumored to be a relic of the mighty Mwindo
> The magi, attempting to cover his tracks, tries to use the artifact to wipe out the vilalge. Instead gets struck with seven bolts of lightning, smiting him for his sheer gaul
> Khairi, after a period of grieving and feeling robbed of even a chance of getting bakc at the fool who took his father for him, starts to look into ways to bring his father back
Eventually finds out about the grail war
> Also takes to studying magecraft abroad, to further his skills in preparation for the dangers of the war

Personality: Khairi is a studious and diligent young man, who always does his best to help those he finds in need. A natural-born leader of sorts, he greatly values his empathy and skills at working with the talents of others to work towards a common goal. That being said, the man is known for holding a grudge for longe rthan one can probably consider necessary or healthy, particularly against foreign magi. To Khairi, many of the magi he has encountered during his travels abroad have been arrogant, dismissive of people, and so caught up in their own searches for truth that they don't care who or what gets hurt on their path towards it.

It was a reality he was not completely unaware of, but seeing it with his own eyes did much to plant a number of prejudices in his head when dealing with other magi. No matter how polite they seem, no matter how good hearted
they seem, or open to conversation they claim to be, the young diviner is expecting callousness, deception, and arrogance to be hiding just under the surface. Perhaps not the best mindset to have in most circumstances, but he knows that for the coming Grail War, he'll have more justification then ever to be wary of other Magi.
Magecraft:

Possession(Ancestral): Khairi practices an ancient form of Animisim, using small anecdotes of stories and ritualistic memorabilia, to channel into himself the spirits of his ancestors. Through this invocation, he allows their knowledge, wisdom, and prowess to flow into his own body. This magic is used to help modify and hone his focus while casting spells. It can also be used to facilitate conversations with spiritual entities or temporarily grant the user with the traits they

Evocation(Thunder): The Ilunga lineage claims to have gained their connection to the spiritual through the divine blood of Nkuba, god of Lightning, either through a blessing of descending from his coupling with amortal Diviner in times long past. While the veracity of this tale is certainly in question, what is apparent is how the Ilunga family has always boasted an impressive affinity for the element of lightning and electricity in their magecraft and Khairi is no exception. While not originally taught in the ways of offensive use of the spell,

Healing

Divination

Magic Crest(Oral tradition)

Quality of Circuits: A+

Quantity of Circuits: B

Elemental Affinity: The element of one’s magecraft, sometimes called alignment. Typically one, sometimes two, and exceptional magi are ‘Average Ones’, able to use all elements. Most use the Western system of Fire/Water/Earth/Wind (Plus some other special cases), but the Eastern system of Wood/Fire/Earth/Metal/Water is sometimes used too.

Attribute: Commune

Magecraft: Further magecraft details. No need for a spell list or anything like that, this should be a more general overview of what they can do. Include ‘General Magecraft’ here if your character has basic Magecraft training; check the help section for details on what this includes.

Mystic Codes: Ancestral Conga-scepter, allegedly wielded by Mwindo, a legendary figure. A tempermental relic, it offers a wielder who it deems worthy to a powerful conduit for their magecraft, particularly those related to that of calling Lightning or healing those near death's door. However, becoming reliant on the scepter leads to it becoming irritated and less co-operative with the wielder, fighting back against their every incantation until, if they don't ease up on its use for a time or make a proper sacrifice to Nkuba, it smites them with
seven strikes of lightning.

A number of Fetishes and Masks with which he has imbued Mana and ancestral memories into. Some can be used as a source of power, while others help him accelerate his use of certain magics, or even grant him access to ones he has not formally studied.
Non-Magecraft Abilities/Items: