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Sounds interesting. So there's still going to be masters then? Because I actually have a master concept for once


Longshanks


"Should I suppose a dainty and wilted flower such as yourself, Saber, holds all but the most strict of duels as being beneath you as a heroic spirit? Is war a thing made by musicians and artist for your amusement, devoid of strife and surprises? It is pathetic, if such a thing is your definition of battle!"


The fool’s interruption was annoying enough, but now the spearman was taunting Edward’s own opponent. He spoke, in a low growl, “Idiot. If you can’t tell the difference between a duel of knights and the strife of war, you aren’t worthy of the title of Heroic Spirit.”

His hammer’s head was forced back by the man’s shield, but he used the momentum to draw the head back, driving the shaft towards his enemy. It snaked under the big man’s shield towards his legs, attempting to further restrict his movement. The head ended up near his chest, limiting his own ability to attack with full force.

Edward, can you escape your fight? I-I managed to scare away an enemy Master, but I'm pretty defenseless right now... Heading back home seems like the best strategy if you can manage it.


“Hmph. It seems my partner wants to retreat. Very well. We shall finish this later.” He found it distasteful, but if Daisuke were to die, his own grail war would end too. He leapt away from his enemy before allowing his aura to dissipate, dissolving into spirit form and returning to Daisuke at the fastest pace possible.

He would reach Daisuke, and they would return to their base. If the enemy were to follow, he would simply deal with them.

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Longshanks


Edward simply stood as the duel was cut to a close, his opponent withdrawing likely towards her master. He did not pursue. For a moment, hot anger bubbled up inside him, but he quashed it down, gritting his teeth. He had enough presence of mind to fill in Daisuke on the developments. It seems we’ve attracted a lot of attention. If you require it, perhaps we should retreat. There could be an Assassin or any number of Masters skulking in the shadows.

The first one to interrupt disappeared too, as fast as they had come. He barely even managed to glimpse their form. But the other remained.

“That other coward has already scarpered.” He said, anger clear in his voice. “Don’t you know better than to interrupt a duel between knights?” He asked, his aura pressing down upon the enemy. A horrifying pressure of intimidation, of conquest, that pushed against every movement of rebels.

Even if Daisuke required his help, he could afford a quick exchange of attacks with this foe. He leapt forwards towards the spearman, bringing forth his hammer in a crushing blow. A powerful attack that held nothing back, aiming to finish the fight as fast as possible.

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@Parallel Hearts Can I get a rage luck check? I think I'd be getting one here for the cool duel being interrupted.
The only debates I noticed seemed to resolve themselves, honestly; a guy who dropped the complaint after reading my post, and Idol asking if Charisma guarded against it due to it doing the same for Emergency Powers, a pretty similar skill. I said yes to that. Is there anything else that needs clarification?

Longshanks


It seemed there was no more need for words. Their actions would do the talking. The clash of combat was a natural state for knights such as them, after all.

From her speed and elegance alone, this certainly would be a dangerous foe. Even under the pressure of his will, the Saber was the faster of the two combatants.

His large hammer, too, was unwieldy compared to a simple sword. With his instinct telling him the direction that the attacks would come from, it was possible to swing the shaft, adjusting it to meet and repel the incoming attacks. There was no opening to make an attack of his own, though, at least not without opening himself up to taking damage from the Saber at his more vulnerable points.

He was on the defensive, and he had no way of knowing which of them could keep up the fight for longer. He frowned, thinking over his options. Perhaps for now it would be best to stall defensively, to trust Daisuke’s ability to take out the likely incapacitated opposing Master. If that proved too slow, perhaps he would have to use his trump card.

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Longshanks


"Did you know, Berserker? Tokyo Tower is the largest structure in all of Japan!"

“The tallest..?” Edward nodded. “It certainly is impressive. Such a structure would have been impossible to build in my time. Imagine a tower like that on a fortress.” For a moment, Berserker imagined the kind of castles that could be built in this era. Perhaps these techniques could make a fortress worthy of being called a new Camelot.

"Good idea, Survivor! Hey, Berserker, do you think I should send my royal familiars to go and scout for the other masters? We'll find them in the time it takes Dracomar to clean out his food bowl, if their Servants stand out as much as you do."

“Information gathering is certainly important,” Edward said. “Scout as you wish. I’ll leave it to your discretion, since you know the area.” The Masters were less his concern than the Servants, but knowing the enemy was still paramount. It wouldn’t do to simply leave everything to do with them to Daisuke, but he had little to offer before they had gathered any intelligence.

It was then that Berserker noticed the presence of an enemy Servant ahead. Ever so slightly, he smiled. “It appears we’ve been anticipated.” He continued in his path unimpeded. It seemed the enemy had created a field to keep out any witnesses. An intelligent enough decision, though it hardly mattered to Berserker.

“Be ready for a fight,” He noted to Daisuke, before striding into view of the enemy. A woman in strange armour that was half a dress. It was perhaps surprising to face a female knight here, but Berserker knew better than to underestimate anyone who could be summoned from the throne of heroes.

"A knight, I presume. I'm the Saber Class Servant summoned for this Holy Grail War. It'll be my honor to challenge you to a duel,"

Berserker gave a brief nod. Certainly, any Saber was worthy of at least some respect, though how much would be determined by their battle. “I would be honoured to accept, Servant Saber,” He said, gravely. “Come, then. Test yourself against the Knight of the Hammer.” With that, he manifested his Noble Phantasm; a great stone hammer appearing in his hands. Certain Servants would be able to recognise such a famous artefact, but it was one that several people could lay claim to. Only its true name release would reveal his name directly.

The first ‘blow’ would be a simple one. Look away, Daisuke. If you want to witness this fight, use your Master’s Clairvoyance… But beware of the enemy’s own Master. With that warning, he glared. Edward’s aura of suppression flared up, pressing down upon the enemy’s mind and body. If the enemy’s Master was watching, they would feel the effects with even more intensity.

It was unquestionably an attack, but not one with lethal intent. Saber didn’t seem like the rebellious, chaotic type who were most affected by Edward’s will; the odds of it doing any phsyical harm were zero. But it was an opening to the fight nonetheless. Edward simply stood in anticipation of his foe’s first attack, his weapon lifted and ready.

@KoL @heroic2019 @Duoya

Longshanks


Berserker allowed Daisuke to guide him into another room, seating himself on a sofa. It was certainly more comfortable than the wooden throne of coronation that he had created. The time that had been wasted was already gone, and there was time to relax. Some, at least.

"The first thing a king should know is the culture of any land he visits - this here is Sukiyaki, a Japanese dish that is typically served on special occasions in the winter, such as the end of the year. This is a grave warning, so heed it well - It is fairly hot since I just cooked it, so be very cautious to avoid burning your mouth."


Edward nodded gravely, taking his fellow lord’s warning seriously. A special dish that one must consume carefully - that seemed to fit what he knew of this land. Picking up the cutlery, he took a tentative bite. “Excellent,” He said, muffled slightly by his chewing. A strange dish, compared to what he knew, but its taste was good.

"Oh my word, I have been uncouth - I apologize, Sir Edward, you should be the one talking. Do you have any questions for me? After we get you comfortable, we can start work on the war. Personally, I think the highest priority is your code name."


“A code name?” Edward asked. “My class name should suffice. Though if you want to attempt to obfuscate that…” He paused for a moment, thinking. “I shall leave it to your discretion. Nothing that provides any hint to my identity, mind.”

He calmly finished the meal, and then stood. “Come,” Edward said, walking from the room without turning to check if Daisuke was following. “I need to see the battlefield that I will be fighting on.”

There was no need to hide in spirit form; if an enemy wanted to challenge him, they were welcome to. As he strode through the city, the citizens around him took great notice of the tall foreigner in strange armour. He paid them no mind. If it came to a fight, his will alone would be enough to ensure nobody remained to witness it.

Casting his gaze towards the citiy’s skyline, he smiled. “Yes, that tower will be an excellent point to look over this city,” He said as if to an ally behind him, without checking if Daisuke had followed him. He began to move.

Heading to Tokyo Tower


@Duoya

Longshanks


For a moment, the Servant simply stood, staring intensely at Daisuke. At an impressive 187cm, the man cut an intimidating figure, the scars on his face only enhancing the frightening effect. His well-polished armour glinted in the light of the room. It was a dark suit of armour, heavy and thick. Not the shining armour of a true knight, but an efficient form of protection, fit for a king. It served to enhance his size further, casting an even larger shadow over Daisuke.

In the presence of this man, there was no doubt he was a Servant, an existence beyond humans. Under his stare, it was hard not to wither.

Not letting his gaze fall from his Master, he opened his mouth. “A king should control his subjects.” His voice was deep and resonant, and he spoke slowly and deliberately. It, too, contributed to pressure his presence exerted.

“Servant Berserker,” He said, an expression of distaste on his face. “Edward the first, of England. If you’d summoned me faster, I might have been placed in a Knight class…” Perhaps it was simply that he suited Berserker better, but that wasn’t a thought he wanted to voice.

Looking at the crown and cape that his Master was clad in, Berserker grinned slightly, for the first time. “This land, Japan? You are some lord here, it appears. I will require your guidance, but not your direction.” The demeaning name of ‘Servant’ chafed; serving a master was not something Berserker could abide. Whether those titles were literal hardly mattered, considering the prison that the command seals could form in the wrong hands.

Still, his ‘Master’ seemed worthy enough, at first glance. Not a significant enough lord to have been detailed in the information received from the grail, though few were. Certainly, bringing him victory in this war would allow him to ascend to greater power - if he proved worthy.

“Consider this an alliance of kings, then.” He held out a steady, gauntleted hand for Daisuke to shake.

@Duoya
@Parallel Hearts Any interest in making a discord for this? I understand if you're not interested, but it could facilitate faster pairing.
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