Scallop

Fate/Aureum Mea

Yo I'd be up for this

Fate/Lost Epoch

Momotaro

Master of Faster
Fuyuki Park

Momotaro's soul and passion were burning, his joy of the thrill of the fight, unbeatable odds flying towards and around him, it was all perfect for the young saber. Truly, the entire time, his bright boyish grin never left his face. In his natural element, the peach boy shone, dashing with such excitement, before positioning himself for a strike on Caster's defense before suddenly.

Whiplash.

Rather than himself moving, all he saw was Caster disappear before his very eyes, the woman launched from one location to another in the blink of an eye before suddenly, it was like the world around the poor confused Saber shifted entirely around him, as if he had never moved and the only hint that he'd even moved was the fact that a small dust cloud erupted from his feet, sandals against the grass and dirt before his realization to his whereabouts quickly kicked in.

The smile disappeared as his gaze turned to steely determination. Momotaro, born from a peach, was nothing but a hero and a representation of the will and spirit that dwelled within the hope of Japan. In legend, he knew nothing but protecting the weak from the monsters in the dark, slaying them and spreading joy, hope, and peace. Remembering the moment he faced down all those oni, his gaze turned quickly to the attack this Western Devil was making on his amazing Partner.

His stance shifted with swift precision, turning on his heel as he swooped into position his sword between him and his master. As he went to make the arch of his katana he meant a mental note to thank the Caster who had given him this chance and even if it was in her own interest, he appreciated the gesture nonetheless. In his eyes, she was a true ally, allowing him the chance to save Kotaro from almost certain doom, and by proxy, himself. Her tricks were nothing but fascinating to him, obviously, abilities that originated from somewhere more West than he had ever been. Oh, how he longed to hear tales of her homeland.

He arched his blade to give him one of two results. Slicing through the Assassin's arm at the moment of impact into Caster's barrier, or deflecting the metal claw with his mighty blade. With this territory in place and the raw feeling of evil that Assassin radiated, his strength was more boosted than ever, almost at the same level as the nearby Oni's. "Partner! Stay behind me! This beast is nothing but evil, find safety at once!"

He prepared to strike again, staring the assassin down as he watched for his next attack.

@King Cosmos

Walter Garbury
Shinto, Town proper
Uh Oh Spaghettios

Just before he had the chance to depart from Shinto Town, Walter's own incompetence befell him, striking back for not accompanying Hassan, surely they both would've been fine and safe if he had kept close to her. Of course, she would be safe whatever, she was powerful, fast, held abilities that scared even him. Going pale after hearing a voice call out to him, he pivoted on his feet and turned to the girl, quickly taking a chug from his hip flask to lessen the blow he knew he was about to take.

Giving a smile to the girl, he tried to ignore the obvious warning signs as he tried to play it cool. Sure he'd been getting luck every so often on nights out back in England, but he didn't expect something like this, that was undoubtedly a trap. Trying his hardest not to be flattered he patted down his pockets before nodding and giving a little chuckle, realizing he left his gloves at home and he was obviously a Master, even if his magus prowess wasn't obvious.

With the arm wrapped around his shoulder, he gulped as he looked to the puppy then back to the Caster. "Sure as long as I can enjoy the whole night, and that includes the dawn y'know? You yourself don't look like the usual kind of girl to just, run up and demand a night of joy and jealousy" He gave a grin before sighing as he felt it's gaze. Quickly he telepathically linked to Hassan. 'Assassin, be careful, think I just encountered something REAL BAAAD, but don't you worry, just focus on the Park and take easy pickings, or whatever y'think you can handle, godspeed'

Turning back to the girl after gazing off a little he gave another weak cocky smirk. "Mind telling me the name of my company, or do I not have that privilege yet?"

@Parallel Hearts

Fate/Lost Epoch

Momotaro

The Risk I Took Was Calculated
Fuyuki Park

This was bad.

Expectations of just lightning raining down and him having to dodge it was shattered with one moment as Momotaro's charge was interrupted by his shock and surprise as his charge faltered, crashing through the first barrier that Hypatia had set up for him. His sword was outstretched and as his charge hit the barrier, his sheer force increased as he stumbled through.

This was gonna be harder than expected.

With that brief stop, he pushed on, going back into his valiant stride, gritting hard as he felt the atmosphere shift around him. This was no longer anyone's territory but this Caster before him. With that, Raid of Onigashima activated, the skill-boosting the boy's strength but at this moment, he was well aware that brute strength would not be his ally in this valiant charge.

He skidded in his tracks, watching the monkeys rise up from the darkness of the park before him and he noticed the crocodile almost immediately. A wide boyish grin spread across his features, realizing these were not animals like the ones he had met in his time, nothing but fakes, and a perfect sparring partner. The young warrior heeded the warning, quickly wrapping both hands around the katana as he lashed out into the monkeys, dodging the crocodile with ease, dancing around him with a glint in his eyes, lunging out at the monkeys with precise strikes, finishing each one with a single slash, aiming for critical centers, destabilizing them with a clear cut through the middle of each one.

Time was running out, and he could feel magic on its way. Suddenly the beam began. And Momotaro saw an opportunity.

Suddenly, he stomped on the crocodile's head with his sandaled foot, subduing it before gripping its tail with a free hand, the other on his katana. Swiftly, he began swinging the crocodile around him as orbs bounced to and forth, sheathing his katana and only using the crocodile to swing it, bouncing the magical balls off of its husk, every so often a stray one would slip by his defense as he slowly stepped closer and closer to the caster. His grip slipped and the crocodile was tossed towards Hypatia as Momotaro unsheathed his sword.

That moment of hesitation was enough for the beam balls to rocket into the armourless boy, wincing as he felt the electrical bursts around him. Dashing was all he could do as he ran, enduring the onslaught as he slashed out at them, hopefully bouncing them away from him, but they would only bounce back and smack him in the face. Wincing he brought his smiling face up to face his opponent as he advanced on Hypatia.

"This is great! Thank you caster! AHAHAHA" he laughed as he responded, trying his best to roll to dodge the beams before coming back up and ducking beneath the bouncing onslaught, many striking him and electricity slowly began to build, slowing him down, but he continued nonetheless. "Apologies for the misunderstanding! Beserker of the Goddess will likely make short work of the oni! But I shall oblige you and spar! I hope you have more tricks up your sleeve!"

A wise grin was obvious as he took a deep breath and nodded, making a final dash for her, sword in both hands. "I promise you, at this moment I wouldn't dare! This is more fun than 3000 Onis!"

Fate/Lost Epoch

Walter Garbury
Shinto, Town proper - Heading Back to Harbor

GOTTA BLAST

Walter shuffled uncomfortably through the streets of Shinto before gulping uncomfortably, having sent Hassan on ahead and let out a deep sigh. How did he get into this damn situation? It was Night one, and already he could feel the odds were stacked against him. He bit down hard on his tongue before nodding.

"Assassin, it's Walt, I'm gonna head back to the warehouse, keep an eye on that Park business or some shit, I'm gonna duck back so I'm not an easy target, if you figure out any Servant's true names, lemme know and I'll do a google, for now, I'm going to retreat back and grab some drinks. If you need assistance just let me know and I'll send the golems out." he telepathically said to her before turning on his heel and clumsily sneaking through the streets.

The blue-clad bartender just wanted this all to wind down, even though he could tell he had summoned a lethal weapon of a girl, he knew all it would take is a full-scale attack that would wipe him out in a blink of a lie. He sighed and started to run towards the harbor again, skipping through the streets of Shinto.

@Seirei No Hai

Momotaro

The Thot Extermination
Fuyuki Park

Momotaro was very conflicted.

The young hero was no strategist, he was not born to lead troops and make smart decisions, he followed his heart and delivered justice when he saw people in turmoil. Joy was what he brought, through his actions and his decisions, he brought joy and happiness and persevered. This situation with this fellow warrior and this demonic beast of an oni girl, well, it made him feel a little queasy. Damn he really needed another one of his Master's candies.

"Sword of the goddesses! I'm honored to fight alongside you tonight! I, however, shall allow you the honour of slaying this beast. I' don't know about you but I have had my fill of Oni slaying ahaha, to face another is just a cruel twist of fate! So I shall aid y--"


Before he could even conclude, that burst of energy took place and his eyes widened in shock, sparks falling to the ground, his reflexes and luck allowing him to avoid them, for the most part, charring his clothes a little before blocking a couple with his sword. The steely yet youthful gaze of the young warrior turned to seek out the enemy that was assisting this demon.

He locked eyes on her position and dug his feet into the ground before bounding towards her, sword drawn and his hand going down into his satchel. He could feel this environment, this weaver of misfortune had filled this with her tricks yet he had no idea what. Defenses. Perfect.

He advanced towards her with great haste, his hand tightening around something within his satchel, and his other tight around his sword, ready to evade anymore attacks as he sidestepped through the lightning, blocking it as much as he could.


"An ally of a demon is an enemy of me! Perhaps we can discuss this rather than the carving of the path of fate!"

He gritted his teeth, continuing his race towards the Greek mathematician.

Fate/Lost Epoch

Momotaro
Thot Patrol
Commerce District, Commercial office ----> Fuyuki Park

A blush bright and pink appeared on the boy Saber's face as he burst out laughing in return, realizing his embarrassment almost immediately, but a sense of relief swept over him, realizing this guy had a good sense of humor.

His hand snapped out to catch the candy, eating it quite quickly, letting out a nice relieved gasp as he ate it. His smile shone bright as he enjoyed the taste and feeling of it. The modern world di wonders with food it appeared. A look of pure content washed over him as he listened to his new partner.

"I see! Partner, I like it! We'll have no problems Kotaro Toshizo it is almost by Fate that we were brought together y'know? Taro and Taro, we are truly Partners! You are a hero of justice and I too uphold justice! For that I can tell that me and you, will get along great! Gods! I am so excited to be working alongside you, Partner!"

he laughed heartily and toned his bright smile down a little. "I feared as such... What I did in my time was surely never enough to eliminate evil forever, it festers and remains! But have no fear! With the combination of you and me, I'm sure these modern demons will face harsh cold justice yeah?" he announced to Kotaro with another bright grin as he grabbed a coat and slung it over his shoulders, over his traditional wear.

He felt the energy and nodded to him as he began to make his way there.

Fuyuki Park

As he arrived Momotaro slowed down his advance as he enterred the park and sniffed the air. "Master, I would stand back, there is something sinister afoot" He uttered as the boy continued his advance into the park as he turned and saw the people already there. His sword sheathed he gave a bright smile as his glance grazed over William and Berserker before focusing on the Oni.

"I don't believe your kind of fun is welcome in a public area, good evening all"

He smiled brightly, his eyes sharp like steel. He stood there, awaiting his master to catch up.

Fate/Lost Epoch

Walter Garbury
Shinto, Town proper

Walter really didn't know how to do incognito. All he had done to disguise himself from his usual attire was to take his blue jacket off, not even replacing it or taking off the matching hat. He ran a hand through his hair with a sigh as he kept to the shadows. Back at base, he had left the golems to defend the base, on alert and if anything happened to them he'd be able to sense it and would be able to get back as quickly as possible. Shinto wasn't too far away from the harbor, hence why he had chosen this place to figure out if they could find any other masters and servants.

A sudden yelp would be heard by anyone roaming the streets, as Walter did a little jump as he felt the message and flares, both announcing the war was actually afoot. He took a moment to catch his breath and assessed the situation. The Academy was where he felt one invitation for a brawl and there was another at Fuyuki Park. He gulped as he felt his heart drop. Chaos was already going to be filling the streets tonight, at least two other Masters were on the prowl for blood and he was out of the base with Assassin.

Speaking of Assassin. he turned a corner and a bright smile washed over his face as he spotted her in disguise, walking over slowly with a smile, looking around himself idly. He sat next to her, staying just a bit apart so he didn't accidentally poison himself.

"Hey. Just got here, did you feel those messages too?" He squirmed a little as he thought about his next move. "I say if we don't know exactly where everyone is, I say you go to the park and see if we can spot anyone going there, kinda work out the competition y'know? Figure out who we're up against, maybe even follow them and figure out their bases?"

he got up and dusted himself off. Motioning for her to follow him as he made for the bridge. "let's cross over, and well...shit, go to the park, stay undetected and figure this whole thing out. See any moments to swoop in, be my guest I guess" He rubbed his temple and nodded to her, leading the way.

@Seirei No Hai

Momotaro
Saber of the Peach
Commerce District, Commercial office

Legend told of the heroic boy, Momotaro. He went on a journey by himself, a sole mission to save his people from the tyrannical Oni and steal their treasure. His world was small, his story was small. Yet his influence and his memory. Even in death, he could feel how people remembered him. Was he real? as he but a myth? Who cared, all that mattered was that people loved him and celebrated him throughout the centuries, he was a hero in the eyes of the people and that warmed his little peach heart.

Before the brave detective, mist swirled and lights flashed before finally, the mist separated and a figure stood there proudly, a silhouette that slowly morphed into that of a proud warrior. Barely standing at 5'3, Saber blinked a few times, confused as to the nature of how his master was addressing him. His robe brushed against the floor as he tapped his feet on the floor, testing it out before his eyes lit up.

"Japan! Sunrise Kingdom!" He announced loudly with a bright grin, adjusting his tie in his hair before walking over to him and peering at him with a bright grin. "Apologies! Where are my manners, my honor is lacking! Momotaro! Firstborn of the peach, of the saber class! You must be my Master! Tell me! What is your goal in this so-called war Master!" A bright grin washed over him as he bowed, before holding his hand out. "And you are?"

The familiar smells and atmosphere around him made him really comfortable, this was where he belonged, and this detective had given him another chance to enjoy the land once more.

@Argonaut

Fate/Lost Epoch

Walter Garbury
Abandoned Shipping Warehouse, Harbour

Walter blinked in amazement at how simply his assassin dismissed the golems and explained everything he didn't know to him. The immaculate eating of the sandwich told him all he needed to know about Hassan, careful and precise were of the highest degree to her. Her hesitance and careful nature of the handshake told him all he needed to know about her powers, as morbid as the concept was to him, deep down plans were already formulating in his little head.

He nodded in understanding, blushing a little, embarrassed at his own overconfidence and misdemeanor. "Hassan it its then! Apologies, I didn't mean to overstep or anything, merely trying to figure out exactly how to fight this war y'know? I didn't have any catalyst so I was just hoping for the best, and lo and behold, it appears I got the best" He rubbed the back of his head with an awkward laugh as he hurriedly got to grabbing his stuff together off the ground.

He looked up at her dazzling eyes with a gulp. She was much more beautiful than he had imagined a destroyer of worlds to be, something he was trying not to think about because there was no doubt that both of them would be slaughtered unless Hassan could save them both from certain annihilation. Yet hearing her foreboding words of keeping his distance, he could tell she certainly meant business.

"That's no bother at all! I wondered what the tingling was, just my mana I suppose. Now! Shall we get down to brass tacks?" He announced, a shit-eating grin on his face as he pulled a map of Fuyuki from the office through into the dimly lit warehouse, placing it on the table and after eventually straightening out he looked up with a flustered face, desperate to impress her but a grin on it nonetheless. "Here's Fuyuki, we're here at the harbor, and over here is Shinto Town, I reckon we check it out tonight since the sun is already getting low, either I stay here and keep the fort warm, or we go incognito into Shinto Town. I suggest we check the bridge for anyone suspicious crossing it also....speaking of..."

Gulping, the Brit looked up with a hesitant suggestion. "Reckon we could use your Noble Phantasm of not being able to touch things on my golems? I can cook two up by tonight, but imagine golems that can't be touched, those things would be immensely helpful yknow? I'd really appreciate it, but if you physically can't then I understand, it's quite a forward question ahaha" Smooth Walt, real smooth.
@Seirei No Hai

Fate/Lost Epoch

Walter Garbury
Abandoned Shipping Warehouse, Harbour

As the smoke cleared, the feeling of an entity being present was very obvious, causing Walter to get goosebumps a little. He brushed his dusty looking white hair down as he peered into the smoke clearing before his eyes widened at the image before him.

That was not a cutthroat piece of shit scumbag he'd expect to see.

Honestly, he was sure he was gonna get stuck with something like a Jack the Ripper figure, who'd no doubt be a tall man in a top hat covered in blood, not what he had his eyes on right now, blinking wildly. His golems stood guard behind him, one of them holding the glowing blue orb that successfully masked most of their magic work but the presence of the orb itself could no doubt be detected. Walter, smug smile plastered on his face, took a few steps forward grabbing a small plate with a cheese sandwich and held it out to Hassan with a dumb grin on his face. It was a sincere smile, no lewd or malicious thoughts in it, merely the smile of someone who was happy he wasn't the only one stuck on this sinking ship.

"Pleasure to meet ya Hassan! For the purposes of "secrecy", I gotta call you Assassin around others, but if you're cool with me calling you Hassan I'll use that when we're just chilling, is that alright?" He held the plate out, the small triangular sandwich sitting quite weakly. "Sorry, only really made cheese sandwiches, so it's really the only option, but I bet being summoned could make anyone hungry, we got drinks as well! Oh shit! I'm being rude aren't I?"

He neglected to extend a hand, scared of getting smell on his gloves, obviously overwhelmed by having summoned a hero of legend he had never really heard of. "Name's Walter Garbury, you can call me Walt, or "Master" as my family tells me I should be addressed. Behind me are the Goons, Morpehus, Neo and Mr Smith, they're part of our team too, even if they are my creations" He smiled nervously again and looked around. "Lets have a good war yeah?"

@Seirei No Hai

Fate/Lost Epoch

Walter Garbury
Abandoned Shipping Warehouse, Harbour

Japan wasn't all it was cracked up to be.

At least that was what went through Walter Garbury's mind as he leaned on a chair, sighing as three of his golems stomped around him, the sound of dull earth stomping against concrete pretty obvious as they decked out his new haunt with the various pieces of decor he had found appropriate for the grand opening of his new workshop. He had been lucky enough to win an auction online to win this warehouse after the trading company that sold it to him packed their bags up and left the moment they got the money. Thank the lords for father's credit card, as Walter's own money would not have won him this establishment.

The warehouse was filled to the brim with shelves of shipping crates and boxes lined up all over the place, however, it was all very neat and tidy just how he'd made the golems make it. At the end of the warehouse were 4 metal shipping containers and at the other end a clearing with one long table, beside it an office area. Overall, a pretty solid living situation for his "vacation" over here, something he was already regretting. Feeling the sun nearing sunset, he rubbed his hands together and got off his seat, grabbing stuff from the office and arranging it on the table beside the area he had set up with the symbols and materials needed for summoning.

Along with the table, he had arranged a selection of drinks, which he had mixed by himself, that included Sex on The Beach, White Russian, Strawberry Daquiri, Mojito and a Hurricane. Little party sausages, sausage rolls, mochi, rice dishes and a few cheddar cheese sandwiches in little triangles were shoddily set up in plates for his newest addition to the warehouse, unfortunately, he could never mix drinks with the golems, but he wanted a good first impression with whatever hero of legend he summoned, he was expecting airs of self-importance and overwhelming confidence, so maybe giving them a little feast would start things off nice.

"alright, let's get this show on the road, so nice of the family to lend me a catalyst" The dejected career bartender announced as he began the ritual.

On the second try after messing up the first go, he got it right the second. "Let it be filled. Again. Again. Again. Again. Let it be filled fivefold for every turn, simply breaking asunder with every filling, I call upon an Assassin, to heed my call." He sighed and watched as the floor began to glow, his blue clothes flapping in the winds as they picked up, causing him to hold his hat to his head.

"C'mon, C'mon, Walter needs a new pair a' shoes...."

@Seirei No Hai

Fate/Lost Epoch

Get Your Rock's Off

Name: Walter Garbury

Title(s): Scum of the Garbury's, Waltz, Magic Hands Walt

Gender: Male

Age: 25

Alignment: True Neutral

Rank: Cause

Objective for the Grail: To get his family off his back

Personality: Snide and charming are both words people tend to use when describing Walter, he's always claimed his most powerful weapon to be his tongue. Always cracking ill-timed jokes and going way over his head is his specialty, using humor to get over his troubled mind is pretty much his only escape. In reality, Walter hates doing anything that requires too much effort, he's much more content to take the easy way out of things and whilst not a pushover, if he's given an offer to get out easy and given instructions, he'd take that over having to do everything by himself.

He's not a coward, due to his upbringing he has no true fear of things he understands, yet if something occurs that he cannot comprehend he will do anything to achieve self-survival, doing anything from underhanded deals and sacrificing his family's secrets to ensure his own self is secured. However, if someone puts their trust in him, that changes things as suddenly, Walter will never betray them if they trust in him.

Biography: Walter Garbury, second-born son of Marvin Garbury, was born with not many prospects in his life. His father was a prodigy at his age and had countless connections with people in the magus sector and he was reminded that brutally as he grew up by his family, their pride for themselves almost blinding compared to how they viewed Walter, but he had no care for this. Although as a child he found golemcraft fascinating and the tricks his mother taught him were legends to him that he would never forget, but the stinging reminder that he would never be that impressive was always etched in his young mind.

Walter planned on ducking out from his family's line of work in his teenage years yet they forced him to undertake a clocktower education, something he absolutely loathed. Many acquaintances of his family looked down upon him Walter, on the other hand, was more focused on how to use the skills of magecraft to escape this shitty world of mages and use it to his advantage slyly in the real world. His father was expecting an heir that could live up to his expectations, but years of living in the expecting shadow of his father had turned him against ever becoming anything like him, turning him against magecraft, only partaking in it to keep his mother happy.

He dropped out of his Clocktower education at the earliest possible time and became a bartender in a London pub, running poker sessions as a way to get cash easily so that he could form his own family and formally cut off his family. However due to his unfortunate lack of affluence and wealth, the family still had a hold over him to coerce him into sustaining some kind of magecraft practice as he still had the family crest. Unsure of what this was intended for, he complied.

However, finally, that day arrived, and to save his father's skin, his skin was on the line for the family in return, his freedom.

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Magic Circuit Switch: Sound of dirt sprinkling

Number of Magic Circuits: C

Quality of Magic Circuits: B

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Elemental Affinity: Earth

Magecraft:

Golemcraft: Through years of his family's tutelage, Walter adapted to their signature style of golemcraft, as created by his greatest ancestor. Usually, clay is the most ideal material to create his golems but Walter utilizes many different materials when creating his assistants, combining materials however makes them more volatile and more likely to have structural flaws. At a time, Walter can only command 6 golems at a single time, however, doing so strains his concentration and creating all 6 can wear him out a lot due to his lack of discipline.

Standard Magecraft: Clocktower magecraft was something he was forced to attend meaning that the knowledge he sustains is somewhat dwindling. He knows basic spells and practices, however, he has no real idea of how bounded fields work at all. The rest of the basics he understands but he's more versed in golemcraft than the basics in all honesty.

Illusionary Magecraft: Something he studied whilst at the Clocktower, Walter is experienced in creating minor illusions that most Servants could tell very easily were mere smoke and mirrors, yet some magus may be fooled by his trickery. Using images he imagines and through this minor illusions can be created to this effect, usually using playing cards as focuses.

Alchemy: Golemcraft itself is quite similar to alchemy, because of this Walter's experience with Alchemy is also homebrewed, he can brew standard potions and mostly focusses on creating concoctions that can solidify and increase the sturdiness of his golems.

Magic Crest: 300 years old

Equipment:

Golemcraft Kit: Consisting mainly of selective inscription tools, such as sculptor's tools, gems used to power the golems that Walter creates, also contains raw metals that he uses to equip the golems with defensive options and anything else he can use to create golems.

Colt Cobra: Standard revolver that he bought himself for self-defense, refuses to use magic with it due to how the archaic nature of gunpowder.

Primal Seed: What appears at first to be a bloated black and green heart is really something made from dirt and natural materials. This Mystic Code is one leant to him by his family, something created to sustain a superior golem. The Primal Seed, is a core for a golem, one that when placed within the golem will create an aggressive and sturdy man-made beast, stronger than any normal golem that Walter himself could create. Because of the focus needed to sustain the creation, only one other golem can be active at the same time. The Primal Seed can be crushed and the golem will crumble immediately, Walter can also deactivate it at will.

Concealment Orb: A specialized orb infused with his family's magic, passed on for generations, although many of them consider this to be a useless contraption, it is still a minor mystic code. The orb when planted somewhere surrounds the area in a field of concealing, disguising all traces of magecraft, this acts as a bounded field as Walter himself does not know how to create a sturdy one.

Exceptional Benefit: Superior Mystic Code

"ORE SANJOU"

Name: Momotaro

Title(s): Peach Boy, Hero of Okayama, Little Peachling

Class: Saber

Gender: Male

Attribute:

Alignment: Neutral Good

Personality: Cheerful doesn't even begin to describe the young Momotaro's disposition. Always with a smile on his face, be it subtle or bright and with tons of teeth showing, his presence always brings joy and laughter from the peachy boy. The modern world fascinates him and exploring new things is always a joy, finding joy in the little things was something he was always happy seeing his parents be proud of him for. He has a softer spot for elderly couples than anyone else, even though when he meets someone he always tries to work out the best way to be their friend and will always almost by instinct offer a new friend a dumpling or whatever food he has on him.

The boy seems proud of his legend but he doesn't like talking about it too much since it makes him embarrassed and can always make him blush and laugh nervously, not sure if historians ever got his legend right or if time has changed the world's view on him. War and violence aren't things he is particularly fond of but if the moment for battle comes, he will put his all into it like he would with anything. He never does anything half-assed and if he says he will do something, he will go to no ends to succeed. If anything, his boyish demeanor shines through even if his age when he did the legend was unsure, his appearance matches his cheery demeanor. He doesn't like to talk often about the bandages on his arms though.

Objective for the Grail: To Live Alongside The People That Celebrate Him

Biography: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Momotarō etc.usf.edu/lit2go/72/japanese-fairy-…
spirotta.com/story-momotaro
candlelightstories.com/2011/03/13/pea…

Momotaro appears to acknowledge all the stories as true, implying all of them were true in places

Weapon: A satchel full of dumplings

Parameters:

STR: A

END: C

AGI: B

MGI: D

LCK: A

Class Skills:

Riding C: The ability for riding. Most vehicles and animals can be handled with above average skill. However, cannot ride the likes of Phantasmal Species such as Monstrous Beasts. This reflects his ability to ride animals and boats that he used to reach Onigashima

Magic Resistance C: Cancel spells with a chant below two verses. Cannot defend against magecraft on the level of High-Thaumaturgy and Greater Rituals.

Personal Skills:

Animal Communication B: Based on the legend of his animal companions, this skill represents his ability to rally animals and communicate fluently with them, especially effective when gaining their alliance and help.

Raid of Onigashima C: Due to the nature of his journey, Momonosuke was famous and acclaimed throughout Japan's history as being able to infiltrate into the enemy's base and fight even better whilst in an enemy camp. This skill utilizes Japan's telling of him as a warrior that could fight better under perilous conditions, whenever he is fighting in enemy bases or in their territory, his fighting prowess, and strength increases.

Charisma E++: A folktale that spurred the flames of national pride and wartime expertise, Momotaro is renowned for his courage and the effect he has on those who hear his tale and are inspired to never give up, as well as his natural courage and charisma that convinced the divine beasts which he encountered to fight alongside him. Charisma here only exhibits its true nature when used alongside his animal companions to spur them on.

Anti-Evil (Oni) A+: Momotaro naturally gravitates towards defeating evil and protecting the defenseless, in his case the old couple who adopted him. In the legend, it's said that although the beasts around him terrified the oni he combatted, his presence was enough to inflict terror into all those who had evil in their hearts. This skill is designed to show the proof of Momotaro's quest against evil when he is fighting an opponent with evil in their heart he can inspire power within himself to further bolster his abilities so that he could overcome the devil. This skill has another utility in which his mere presence with the passive skill inspires fear within those classified as Oni, as in the tale of his conquest of Onigashima he left the chief alive, as he begged for his life and Momotaro complied and captured him alive.

Noble Phantasm: Your trump card and the symbol of your legend as a whole. The limit for these is generally going to be two unless you're using a canon Servant who has more.

Name: Peach Sword

Title: Blade of Friendship and Mercy

Rank: C

NP Type: Anti-Unit

Range: 1

Maximum Number of Targets: 1

Description: When he rampaged the island Oni, Onigashima, Momotaro was noted to have wielded a sword that frightened the monsters to their very cores, and he sliced them up, carving a path through the island for himself. The animals fought valiantly but Momotaro himself was the hero, the hero of the tale always wins and there he was, the chief of the Oni begging him for mercy and with the blade pointed towards the chief, he showed mercy, only making him hand over the treasures that he had in the island, forcing the chief to be grateful for him sparing his life and handing over every last piece of loot in the island, giving our hero what he deserved for his courageous journey. Wielding that sword, Momotaro showed true bravery and all he encountered could not help but be his friend.

This sword allows Momotaro to be summoned as a Saber, his usual class being Rider but the valiant hero must adjust to his role with what is provided. Without activating its true name, the blade is powerful in battle and its power is only forged by the centuries of tales of Momotaro that has passed along, all of the legends forged into this sword, representing friendship and unification, something his tale grew to represent as the years went by. When in battle, if an enemy is beaten by Momotaros he is always one to spare a willing foe instead of finishing them. In doing so, an effect resembling proof of friendship activates allowing him to engage in a dialogue and unless any mental corruption is active on the opponent, any feelings of conflict against Momotaro are quelled. Also, after defeating the opponent, the opponent cannot Directly attack Momotaro unless a command seal or skill wills them to, or if Momotaro befriends someone else using this Noble Phantasm as it can only be used on one opponent at a time.

Name: Companions of Momotaro

Title: The Dog, The Monkey, and The Pheasant

Rank: A

NP Type: Anti-Unit

Range: 1 - 10

Maximum Number of Targets: 3

Description: Most notable about his journey to Onigashima was the companions that Momotaro encountered and subsequently befriended. No not men, but rather animals, a Dog, a Monkey, and a Pheasant. All three agreed to assist the boy on his journey to Onigashima separately, in return for a dumpling each. They all fought valiantly and showed true bravery in the heat of battle, all of them containing the ability to fight the band of Oni till only one remained. Momotaro was a gift from the gods and because of this many suggest that these animals were divine beasts sent by the gods to assist Momotaro on his brave quest. Be this as it may, they respect Momotaro and followed his commands and words to free Momotaro's people from tyranny. The dog bit the heels of the Oni, the Pheasant pecked them all over and the Monkey pounced and scratched them. It was said the party of the four of them had the power of an army of a thousand.

This noble phantasm is the most powerful of the Peach Boy's arsenal, his most famous act that the Japanese people made more and more destructive over the years in retellings. In times of trouble or on the offense, Momotaro may call out the three names of his companions and give them food, then they will assist him once more. He may only summon them for 10 minutes before having to cool down for a couple of hours due to the destructive nature of them, however, this would only be if he had a master with impeccable magic circuits, as this would use a lot of energy for both parties. The animals are independent and don't require direct orders, following Momotaro's intentions and defending him at all costs, all three beasts have nigh-divine power but when singled out could be defeated one on one, however they are not gone forever. The beasts however receive all the same effects that Momotaro receives as the party always appears together in history, therefore you cannot remove them from each other, meaning they all receive power boosts from Raid of Onigashima and Anti-Evil (oni), however Momotaro can use his charisma skill on the beasts, but this would not affect himself.