- Name: Sister Prisca Kirchner
- Age: 16
- Gender: Female
- Appearance: Nun!
- Personality: Prisca is what most would describe as the ideal for a holy woman. Innocent, devout, and focused on her duties. However, this innocence comes with a somewhat naive nature. While she is not foolish, she does not know of all the workings of the world. She is not blindly trusting, and yet she does not always realize what is going on around her. Her knowledge of modern technology is more befitting of a traditional magus then anyone else. She enjoys peace and quiet and good books.
- Skills: Unlike other notable members of the Church, Prisca was never an Executor; her combat skills are negligible at best, and whilst she technically has the potential to use Black Keys the fact that she knows nothing of swordplay means that attempting to use them would most likely end with her hurting herself. She's more suited towards more bookish fields, and is well versed in the sacraments of the church and various supernatural phenomena related to her religion. Her cooking skills are terrible enough to technically count as a "power"; never accept anything cooked by her, as it most likely counts as a biohazard.
- Abilities: Sister Prisca has been taught the magic of the church, the holy sacraments that they consider to be non-heretical for one of their own to use. Her magic is mostly centered around support, and thus it has practically no directly offensive applications; it is mostly centered around healing and her elemental affinity for light. To help keep her alive as she investigates this supposed Grail, she has been gifted a protective Mystic Code, Deo Juvante: Vestments of the Saint. These vestments provide her additional protection from mundane weaponry (such as knives and small arms fire) and offensive magecraft, although naturally it is just as durable as regular clothing when faced with a Noble Phantasm (ie. not at all).
- Brief Backstory: Orphaned at a young age, Prisca was raised by the Catholic church and, naturally, grew up to become a nun. She was very devout and pledged to do anything for the Church, but rarely left her convent and was sheltered throughout her childhood. When the Church learned of a new Grail War, they naturally wanted to see if the replica was a true achievement in reproducing a holy relic. In addition to deploying the usual overseer, now someone far better equipped for overseeing the grail war, they also chose to enter their own competitor. With surprisingly high-quality magic circuits for an orphaned child, Prisca was trained in magecraft in order to pose as a more powerful challenger for the Grail, in spite of the Church's views on the practices. Now, Prisca has been flown to Japan to enter the Grail War for the sake of her Church and as an ally of the Tohsakas.
- Faction: Red/Tohsaka
"I am Medb, Queen Medb! Are you the mighty warrior, the one who will fight and die for me?"
- Name: Queen Medb
- Class: Rider
- Appearance: "I am the Queen, the Eternal Lady!" Bonus: My Dear Fluffy Cloak.
- Personality: Innocent and pure, yet wicked and lustful. Despite how contradictary it may seem, both are her true face; she purely devotes herself to lust, and commits wicked, sinful deeds with a look of pure innocence. In her mind, all things belong to the queen; land, treasure, men... If the queen desires something, she will simply take it, for in her mind it is rightfully hers to begin with. The only thing that matches her insatiable lust for both carnal and material delights is her unstoppable ego; Medb truly believes herself to be the center of the world, and that her royal authority extends to all. It is not only her duty to dominate and control others, but it is her divine right to do so and all who oppose this right should be crushed beneath her iron heel until they beg to be hers. As a mighty warrior queen, she is intensely attracted to great heroes and strong, powerful men (and occasionally women); nothing makes her feel more alive then making them squirm beneath her and submit to her with both mind and body. Despite her great pride and sheer arrogance, or maybe even because of it, Medb is kind of a sore loser. She is prone to throwing tantrums and acting purely out of spite towards those who defy her, those who wrong her, those who violate her... To her, they deserve nothing less than to be utterly dominated by the queen.
- Stats:
- Strength: E
- Endurance: E
- Agility: B
- Mana: C
- Luck: EX
- Noble Phantasm: A+
- Class Skills:
- Magic Resistance: B
- Riding: A
- Personal Skills:
- Golden Rule (Body): A
- Discipline of the Queen: A
- Siren Song: C
- Noble Phantasm(s):
- Name: Chariot My Love: My Dear Iron Chariot
- Rank: B+
- Type: Anti-Army
- Appearance: "All power is my power! The authority of government! The steel of oppression! The terror of domination!"
- Effects: Both a mighty chariot and a physical embodiment of the queen's authority. Pulled by Finnbennach and Donn Cúailnge, the two legendary bulls that were the center of the Táin Bó Cúailnge, it represents the royal authority of a lord, the iron that binds her people, and the fear that makes them shake. The two bulls are capable of flight, and their iron-like hooves and piercing horns crush all who dare to oppose Medb. The true power of the chariot, however, makes itself known when a mighty warrior catches the queen's fancy. When targeted against them, it draws them into a Reality Marble formed from her lust and will to dominate, an inescapable love nest from which freedom is near-impossible until she is fully satisfied. It is notably especially effective against males.
- Name: Fergus My Love: My Dear Rainbow Sword
- Rank: A+
- Type: Anti-Army
- Appearance: Modified to be sleeker and more elegant, as to her own personal tastes.
- Effects: Caladbolg, the legendary sword of Fergus mac Roich, one of Medb's many lovers. According to legend, this mighty sword was said to be able to slice the tops off mountains and leave utter devastation in its wake. An exceptionally powerful weapon that Queen Medb is able to borrow. With a swing, she releases a trail of rainbow-like light, annihilating all who stand before her.
- Name: Conchobar My Love: My Dear Future Vision
- Rank: C
- Type: Anti-Unit
- Appearance: N/A
- Effects: The power of future vision "borrowed" from Medb's first husband, the Ulster King Conchobar. Of course, due to how much she despised Conchobar, "borrowed" isn't exactly the right word; "seized by royal authority" is more accurate, but really it's just been stolen by the Queen of Connacht. By focusing her mind, she is able to see glimpses of the near future, allowing her to plan out her actions accordingly and react to otherwise unpredictable events. However, this requires her to intentionally focus, and thus she can still be taken by surprise if she feels no real need to glimpse the future. Due to her arrogance, she has a tendency to forget to use this Noble Phantasm until things get serious.
- Name: My Red Mead: My Dear Honey Alcohol
- Rank: C
- Type: Anti-Army
- Appearance: "Fufufu~ I guess I'm adored anywhere I go."
- Effects: A golden mead infused with the queen's legendary charm. Those who she offers it to feel a strong compellment to drink it, and once it has passed their lips they belong to her. Serving the queen, loving the queen, these are the only thoughts that can pass through their minds, making them little more than slaves to her will. To them, the queen is their whole world, and it takes a phenomenally strong will to fight their new obsession with her.
- Alignment: Chaotic Evil
- Changes:
- Faction: Black