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@VitaVitaAR
Right now, Black Assassin and Black Berserker are open. Black Berserker's original player quit.

Red Caster is still open, but considering the red team asked for Asclepius specifically, I leave that up to the Red team if they're interested in trading him for a different Player Caster.


"Come now master, don't say that." Philoctetes sighed. The way he said that was rather playful, as he didn't really take it personally. "I prefer if you think of it more as... Being cautious. I survived for as long as I did because I knew what risks I wanted to take." He had at a few points had to rely on spying and patience, when dealing with certain foes. One of the monsters Hera had sent for him had been invisible after all. A real menace of a beast. He'd had to track it based on the droplets of blood it left behind after devouring a boar.

It was true though, he had grown up in the shadows of heroes. Argonauts, strong, bold... And he had been a child. The most impressionable age. Eager to see the feats of heroes, and even now he adored heroes. Perhaps he never really thought of himself as one? Of course not, he was a survivor. A fighter. A hero would slay the gorgon and free the people there. He was the opposite. A man who would have killed the gorgon because it was life or death. Even his arrival at Troy had been because of a vow he made, rather than a desire to go fight. He was an argonaut, but was he a hero?

He'd find that answer here in this war.

His eyes though focused on his master's familiars. His eyes narrowed to focus on them, trying to ignore Saber down below. "Nothing yet, Saber." He said, teeth touching to his lip. He was focused, but even he almost ran the risk of missing what happened next. He watched an arrow pierce one of the bats, and if he weren't the great archer he was, he might have missed it. Worse, he might not have seen where it was fired from. But seeing the bat jerk, he was already calculating the distance, direction, strength. An impressive shot. "Actually, found something."

He raised his bow. He notched his arrow. He pulled the arrow back, taking aim, and fired. Once, twice, three, four arrows. Each sailed through the air, all aimed at what he could assume to be the origin point of that arrow. Another Archer.

The first arrow went wider. Hitting not Atalanta, but rather the cellphone tower she had perched upon. The metal bent and twisted from the force of the impact, but the other three had far better aim. One arrow aimed at her neck, one at her shoulder, and the final at her heel. A good enough spread of arrows if there ever was one.

"I got something. Residental area, cellphone tower." Philoctetes said to Saber. "With luck, they can't shoot back, but I don't think we're that lucky."

@KoL@ItMeGritty@Anza
I'm interesting in an avatar RP, but I'm having a hard time understanding the story. Who is Lian Shu, and what time period does this take place?

I ask because the story says the avatar cycle is over, and then goes back in time to before Aang, and then to the point where Aang was in ice, then something about Chi Blockers and Equalists which is the Legend of Korra, and then Lian Shu shows up and is like "This is my story now."

I'm confused.
@Sosuke Alright, but be aware, that depending on his strength, we may request that he be treated as a superior servant, and as such you'd only be able to pair with a Master who picked the Superior servant buff.
@Sosuke Neither spot has gotten that far. If you want to fill either role, that is fine with us. It'll be more than easy to simply replace them.


Cause attention huh... It seemed another servant was already planning to do that. Besides, Philoctetes was an archer. He was expected to snipe, not leap in and cause a scene. It's no use attacking from a range if people know you're someplace. Then they just avoid it, or hide. Sure, he could shoot through a building, but you don't cause that kind of attention on the first night! Eesh, what kind of monster did he let summon him?

In any regard, he had found himself someplace solid to hide out. The old mining outpost higher up along the mountain ridge. Quiet, dark, and as he sat perched on top of an old telegram tower, long since past its use, he could see the whole city off in the distance. The wires alone told him which direction the city was, so at the very least he didn't have to worry too much. With eyes like his he could easily see the park in the middle of downtown. The rocky mountains overlooked the city after all.

Still, he had a more important though on his mind. He had spent his time scouting the area. He'd have to report something to his master, some suspicions, but... No, not now. No need.

"You know, I'm an archer. I was thinking more along the lines of... Supporting from afar, and then just shooting anybody who runs my way." Philoctetes transmitted back. "I don't need to cause too much alarm right now after all. The only threat I can imagine at this moment is the other team's archer, who hasn't made a move yet. I'll wait to see if they're busy, and then make my move. You don't attack a wall unless you know the defenders can't knock your ladders down."

Either way, he notched an arrow onto his bow, and took aim, right at the back of his own team's Berserker. "Oops, my arrow slipped." He said, despite not firing. It was tempting to. The guy was... Weird.

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"You know Rider, I have a feeling there is a special relationship between us." Maeve said, sitting atop the back of a horse. Rider's horse, and just getting comfy. She had only the most basic of horse back riding training, but... She got the jist of it easily. She'd have preferred a motorcycle, but those are harder to fight on the back of.

"You have such a way of... Well conquering. I know I've said this before, but I want to see that in action. No doubt somebody is out there hoping to draw in attention. Our goal, is to spring that trap." Simple, obvious, Maeve wasn't worried about springing any traps. After all, despite the team she'd joined being a group of... Well not so well adjusted people, there was a slight reward in knowing she'd have some sort of back-up. And best of all, she had the Lugh of Celtchar. Just a safety measure.
The spear in question was wrapped in fabric, asleep on her back. The living spear of Lugh, that devoured her enemies. She was more than ready to fight another master if required, and best of all... She wasn't too worried about Archers. Their killing lust directed at a master was more than enough to awaken her spear at a moment's notice.

"So, right now... We wait. Ready when you are, Rider."

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He had been summoned for a reason. Asclepius knew that. Of course he would be, for nobody else could handle the delicate task of healing like he could. That's why he had set up in the suburban sprawl. A more subdued location, but... A fine enough place. He knew that it was considered very poor taste to attack a hospital, which he pretty much was running, but the other team might not care if he was exclusively healing his allies. Not that he'd turn down the chance to operate on a Berserker from the enemy side.

"Well, I guess it's only fine that I keep to my own works." He said, adjusting a set of chemicals in a jar. "At the very least no Berserker will be asking me to make them candy."





@Sylph de Graaf Apophis the evil monster from Egyptian Mythology?
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