Yukitamas

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Cocles (Protector)

Bridge

Very well, master he grumped. It was at least something that she said herself. He wasn't sure in the end if it was really something she wanted, but a command was a command, and there was no point in being obstinate in a way that simply discouraged her. Seeing no real reason to refuse he dutifully scooped Janicka into his arms. "If they come our way then we shall simply bar their path. That was our purpose at the bridge in the first place, wasn't it? Then there's little that changes. So long as I am there they shall not harm you nor pass. If the shield of Roma cannot accomplish such a task, then what arm of any other land could?"

With a boisterous roar clearing the way he left for the church. Running alongside the river his charge brought the water to ripple and shift in the wake of his passage, as though it were moving with him. He was no moon that brought the waxing and waning of the tides, nor was he a king who courted faeries who could run across the clear waters. But he felt a relation that made it something that comforted him. It reminded him of the Tiber, of his salvation, and the Holy Father Tiberinus who he prayed to in his mind for his blessing once more. May they defeat the heroes of their foes, and protect the dreams that they sought.

"Although I suppose this means we will meet my other self again. It is not... unpleasant but is truly strange." His voice boomed in his masters mind, dwarfing the rush of the winds. "We servants understand that we are both the people of the past and a record of the legends left in the memories of people both. With a face like this I should know that better than most! Ah, but it is strange. To be confronted with two of one's self is strange indeed..."

Ah, but that made him wonder about you in turn, dear master. Just as seeing the doppleganger that was Saber walk with her sister was strange for him, perhaps it was strange for her to be alone, without her own reflection. The two were obviously different individuals but their connection could not be denied with the evidence of the two Sabers. It was due to the opposite reason, but perhaps she felt the same way too?

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Brauer of the Thule Society
Church

It was decided that to simply linger was unwise. Archer was a hero who won many great battles, but his nature was that of one who did not linger in the massive epic brawls of other legends. To back away was to risk what they took through their transgression. They could not lose a servant or a master, but they must not sacrifice the Church also.

It was through talking with his servant that he came to a decision. As the woman of the cloth met with the man of the Japanese Army he in turn walked into the depths of the church. They had to reposition. Archer's ability to hold ground by himself was low and his own abilities as a magus could not be brought out in combat like this. Leaving the church was ironically their best method to hold it. On the plus side Archer was one who could strike from a distance, and due to their presence, even for a short time within, knew the layout of the place. Backup would be coming and there was a way they could keep the enemy from simply walking into the church.

With a heavy-hearted sigh Brauer left one of his creations, a strange bell within the church. As Archer and Brauer left the church, the rush of a servants speed taking them away from the site it whirred to life. Expanding outward the field of the device turned the church into the belly of the beast. There was no grand ceremony, only the hum of the device as it established itself, reaching out to envelop the home of god with its decaying touch. All that lived would be rendered into lifeless and foul material. Bugs that hid within the ground below, and any vermin that lingered within lost their form, sagging as their fluids turned into an ooze that bulged and ruptured veins.

As much as he disliked playing this hand of his this early, he felt a small degree of relief with parting with it, even if only temporarily. A unpleasant creation simply meant to end life, the first creation Brauer could say he made solely for the purpose of being a weapon. He feared that it would be far from the last.

Once they reached a suitable place to watch over the church, contest any attempts to enter and reclaim it Brauer contacted the others, letting them know of his tactical retreat and the idea to contest the church in a manner that was less dangerous for him and Archer.

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Writing lionmans is a bit hard, sorry for the big delay.

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@Breo

(Cocles Protector)

The Bridge

“Hmm.” What should have been a mere and quiet contemplative rumination instead came out as a resonating roar. The lion that stood with the pride of the king of the wild craned his head forward in the contemplation of a man as he held a hand to his chin.

He had noted already that his master had no strong input in the shaping of these battle plans, nor did she give him any orders out of the ordinary. For the girl whose direction seemed to along the lines and rails of what was said by others to ask him for his input first and foremost before offering any ideas of her own, or even comment on the time and work that would be wasted by abandoning the bridge. She was annoyed as a matter of fact, but for one who carried the noble bearing of an aristocrat she seemed strangely demure. She was clearly bothered in other ways, although he could not quite get a read on why exactly. Perhaps it was the notion that her sister was heading to the church, if so was she then worried about the safety of her kin? If that was the case her question to Saber was even more worrying. To him it seemed as though her statements of what they should and were to do were framed like questions that sought confirmation, like an unsure student called out for an example.

If Saber could put a word to their relation so far it would be awkwardness. A sense of awkwardness that seemed to exist in place of the tension that came with the risk to one’s life that the conflict. It did not even feel as though he were simply being treated as a familiar, or a weapon, simply that his master had little to say.

But it was the last bit of her request that truly made him consider. She herself said that she needed input. This wasn’t the matter of requesting the expertise of a soldier, or the instincts of a hero. To be a paragon of a society was to be its virtue and guiding light, so the idea of guiding a person despite being in the subservient role of a familiar did not seem so strange to him. He knew himself that his story was of inspiration, unfortunate as it was that the sense of inspiration was that of shame, and of the idea that virtue shines greater when surrounded by its opposing sin. But deciding for one and inspiring one were two different things. Even if he might disagree with her decisions he could not help but feel more discomforted by the lack of decision in the first place.

What did she want to fight for, and how strong a passion would she muster? Without knowing that he felt lost on their own chances of victory. The war of soldiers and commanders was different from the war of heroes who pursued their desires and virtues to beyond the limits of normal humans. Even if the masters were human themselves the difference in conviction could just as easily lead to the defeat of their side, as much as any misstep in their plans. The enemy fought to defend what they made, and their homes. What then did his master fight for?

“The bridge, the church. Both are important locations and steps in the plan we follow, but what is important to you, master? As of now we do not have anything. We are at a severe disadvantage in that we have no holdings in contrast to an enemy that is well-entrenched. This is their home, their land, and they hold all the advantages. On one hand to abandon this point is to abandon our attempt to balance the scales. On the other hand especially because we are at a disadvantage we cannot afford to lose anything. If we do not have anything yet then there is no loss if we leave.”
In the end he wasn’t sure if the master could truly understand what sort of a servant he was..

“Master, are you afraid?” he asked bluntly, his singular eye staring down at her. “If so, of what? To be held accountable for a failure or loss depending on what you choose, of the loss of your sister, or for the loss of the war?”

He turned and moved away from his master, yet the weight of his attention did not fade from the woman. Saber walked to look towards the city and in the direction of the church before craning his head over his shoulder. His figure basked in the light that fell upon Fuyuki and the bridge gleaned not with the light of the sun or moon, but instead that of a hero. By no means was Saber the greatest hero of the grand empire that united the world, and it was hard to say that he was a famed hero in the modern day. Yet the feelings that he brought for ill or good. The courage that he embodied to the point that his flesh took form beyond that of a simple man. Together they gave him the brilliance of a hero, the brilliant light that scorched into others, revealing how paltry they burned in comparison. A light that did not coddle, a light that illuminated faults that hid in the darkness. But it also formed a beacon in the darkness, showing the beauty in the virtue, showing an ideal to strive towards. To call it a light that cursed the cowardice of humanity was an insult to it, ascribing it a spite that it should exist separate from.
“I shall let you decide, master. I gave myself for Rome, even if Mercury in the end did not spirit me away, bless Tiberinus for his aid. I love Roma, and Roma in return gave its love to me. To be brave requires purpose, and a hero without purpose is simply a wayward vagabond who misunderstands the nature of heroic deeds. Heroism flows from purpose, and the deeds that are born come from that purpose. To simply act as a hero is a sham. One can do heroic deeds but not be a hero. If such an element exists for heroes, then why not of masters who seeks to wield heroes. Will you do what a master does, or will you be a master?”

He let out a grunt that rattled both his throat and mane as he presented this challenge to the girl. If he could say himself what sort of courage held the most it was the courage to chase after what was valuable despite the consequences.

“What do you want? “

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@Over Illusion

Cocles (Survivor)

Shinto

“To think that representations of dangerous and frightening beasts would become the common toys of children.” The bewilderment in his mental voice was clear, although there was a touch of amusement as well. Humanity’s distance from the exhibition of power of beasts, and the danger that they presented grew further and further. With that lack came the view of animals as curiosities. Perhaps it was natural to find animals cute and funny as a given when one was exposed primarily to the ones that were brought up domesticated as pets. Or maybe he was looking at it the wrong way? To innocent children the idea of a soft doll as a companion was a reassurance, a guardian that they carried as friend and toy around so they would feel safe and not be alone.

...With that train of thought he wondered if it was more than just a whim or coincidence that someone like him was with a master who was currently focused on such things.

“I wonder if I’d be seen as something like one of these if I were to walk around corporeal. Master, is it possible that you summoned me in pursuit of a doll?” While said in jest, the strange and erratic behavior she at times did make him wonder… No, even if she was at times a hard to predict oddity the competence of his master was not in question.

His thoughts flowed towards the topic of his master, and he considered how strange they both were when it came to the topic of the body. They were both people with bodies changed from what was a normal man. He was changed as a result of his own legend, but she was changed as a result of her own work. In his body he had pride, as it was the coin that paid for the safety of Rome, but he also could not deny that he felt frustration in his life, that despite the meaning infused into his body now as a hero that he would have wished for a way to have replaced himself like his master did. But despite the frustration he held an acceptance for the price of his selfishness of grasping for life even after charging into a story where death was the end.

Even if he escaped with his life, the injuries from his heroics left him maimed for the rest of his life. But it was okay if he was crippled, it was okay if he was hurt. For it was proof that he was not yet dead, it was proof that he escaped. He offered himself as a shield, but he did not accept death. To simply accept death as a consequence was to stain the value of what he wanted to protect. To simply throw away life as an option and reduce it to a mere tool, a mere weight to balance an exchange. Life was too precious, and Rome was too precious for them to be boiled down to such a crass evaluation. To want to live so much some might say seemed contradictory to one who charged forth against insurmountable odds with bravery, but to him the answer that rectified the two was simple. To survive as a person, to survive as a hero. That was what he valued most of all. A selfish lack of compromise to live as a functioning piece of flesh, a lack of compromise to die for his ideals. In a way his courage was the courage to be able to so shamelessly declare his selfish desire to hold onto everything.

When the news from the church came, requesting the aid in establishing their claim upon the once-neutral ground Saber made his way out of the shop, mentally asking his master to follow to somewhere he could materialize for their departure. Scooping her up later into his arms, he found himself staring at her limbs for a moment despite himself. Her body was overall more durable than a normal master, and yet to go at his full speed was still unwise. But more than that he found himself wondering about the fragility of her as a person. Was she simply eccentric and driven, to do as she did? Or?...

Saber decided to stifle his speculation on the topic. He would trust his master and treat her as though she were Roma. Leaping into action, the shop that held stuffed animals with perhaps some resemblance to Saber was swiftly left behind. The mane that stood with pride, not deforming and refusing to be pushed back by the winds that buffeted him in protest of his speed seemed to brush against his master as though it were the presence of a assuring doll.

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Sieg Heil Vickoria.

The words resonated in his mind.

Sieg Heil Viktoria.

The powerful call to victory, like a wish taken form. Yes, the chant for victory that was on the lips of the german people was like a demon, a curse that they wished to call into being. They a people who had lost, who fell into despair from the previous war. Victory, oh victory. Victory, the goddess that turned his back away from Germany, victory the goddess that blessed their foes and snatched away fortune. There were many reasons why their enemies have won, there were many reasons why they had lost. It did not matter whether or not it was just at a point, where he went he saw the desire and longing for validation and greatness that the German people were starved from. Dark things, disgusting things, acts that were condemned throughout the world. Their putting down of others, their rise to proclamation greatness and purity.

Ah, indeed, it was such a hotpot of potential for a magus to utilize. The fact that he rose among them, the fact that he joined hands with the society was simply because of the fact that just as his magecraft could advance under them, so too could their agenda.

But it was a strange and bewildering beautiful thing as well. That wish that people prayed for and reached for at the cost of so many others. Many might say that there are other ways, but Brauer only saw what was instead of what could have been. This passion and strife within the nation was fascinating in a way. Their hands are already stained black, then they should be as demons answering the wishes of the people.

But at his core he had another reason to want victory, to pursue victory without thought of failure. At the end of victory laid the path to the end of a dream, the end of the dream of the Herstelles, no, magi. Just as magi dedicated all in the pursuit of their research and the raising of their heir.

This was no mere ritual, no, with the backing of the forces of two nations this was truly a war. To venture to Fuyuki with the hopes of surviving after the loss of one's servant was naive, or a fortunate outcome to failure at most.

Brauer straightened himself up as the sister made her way out, the magus making sure he did not show any fear or antsiness. Her few spared words were met with eloquent, freely given speech in contrast to her curt and exasperated comments.

"I do not think the altar need fall under part of the remodeling we might do, if any, so do not worry. Otherwise... may we not meet again. I say that not as an insult, but as a hope of fortune for both of us. I have no ill will towards you or God, but I have no love either. We all have our roles, sister. I plan to pursue mine to the culminations of my own dreams. We are born with a purpose, magi especially so. To not commit fully is a betrayal of the blood."

Brauer bid her farewell once more, gloved hand waving behind her as she walked off. She did not accept his hand in a way, but she nonetheless accepted the request under duress he presented. Leave the church and let them be so they may use the church as the resource it was meant to be in the eyes of the Nazis.

He could only hope that the tool known as Archer would carry him to the end he sought. Sieg Heil Viktoria. May we attain ultimate victory, for country and family.

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“Can it truly be said to be a fair war if the locals have access by default to more leylines? With the second owner owning a leyline, and another taken by the Church that is already half already spoken for. All the rest left to squabble for a park and the temple that watches over the town. Indeed, it seems hardly neutral then for the church representative to hoard one of the leylines to herself, especially if you consider you likely hold no use for it. There is no need for things to become fair through violence."

Brauer offered a smile, faced towards the woman, even as his eyes darted over, taking measure of the dimensions of the church interior. It was clear that he already considered it his to use, that he would not back down. In his eyes he was simply claiming what he should take, without any doubt in his belief that he would attain it.

The German Alchemist extended a hand, clad in silk. His palm stretched out, revealing a Swastika in his palm. “Come, please, take my hand.” -Agree to his request and demands, take in hand fortune. A blessing and a threat in one, a bold insinuation without words. Brauer leaned forward slightly with his palm, eyes focusing in on Arianna Lombardi totally for this moment, with the weight of his intent flowing forward through his hand.

Brauer suddenly paused. The burn of the command seal suddenly struck Brauer who turned away, even as he continued to hold his hand with its offer. He considered the situation, trying to ignore the slight shake of nervousness the notion of an enemy making their appearance planted in his stomach. As one who was hardly a combatant the idea of already encountering a hostile party was worrying, yet to be a magus was to hold a composure and do justice to one’s lineage and abilities. To panic would be a foolish and insulting thing.

Honestly, why was he even here? Ah this was indeed the worst. This sort of thing was a task the Chancellor’s hound was much more suited to this sort of scheme that seemed more like a gang’s shakedown. He was confident in his ability to accomplish the task but... A slight crack in his bearing seemed to form.

‘Archer.’ He addressed his servant, clear and commanding despite the doubt that gnawed at him. The being was his familiar, his weapon in this war. Whether or not they were heroes it did not change their place and purpose. They answered the summoning to be a weapon, to be the blades of magi who spent their days studying and pursuing their projects rather than honing their skills as killers. They would be strong so the magus didn’t have to be. But he admittedly felt exposed, even with a servant whose radiance was as clear to even a bumpkin by his side. The woman who stood before her was of the church and another master was near. Where a master was the servant was surely there. He gave orders to his servant to be prepared for the approach of an enemy servant all the while listening to her surrender.

When his offer was taken he could only nod along to her condemnation. "Murder, perhaps. There are a many who would call it that. I am a magus first and foremost. The actions of the Nazis are something I frankly have no real opinion on. But there are things good, dreams at the end of this road. Call them an extermination, call them a cleaning up. If that is the price, then I do not see it as too terrible. Either way, I would not mind giving you a moment to pack and collect yourself.”

To be honest he’d rather she stayed, ironic with how he set off to oust her. For he most certainly felt a bit unsafe with the enemy lurking by.

The moment she left Brauer contacted the other representatives of the Nazis within Fuyuki, telling them of his success, and of the presence of another master. He considered a battle likely, or at least the need to make the enemy back off from their holding. In particular note was a request to a Frederica Edelfelt for help to secure and consolidate the most important of their holdings.

Well. There was hardly merit to hiding like a rat. Deciding to entrust in the swift arrival of his allies, and his servant. Brauer dropped down onto one of the pews, as though replacing the woman as the one who watched over the church.

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I just realize I'm the only actual basement dweller nerd magus here.

We got a bunch of killers, monsters, a kid and a doll.

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Thule

Name/Nickname/Titles: Brauer Herstelle: The Black Star

Gender: Male

Age: 43

Personality: A man who holds desire and enjoys to see ambition in others around him. “It would not do well to prove one’s self superior over others who simply lie down and roll over on demand.” Believing in his own ability with a self-confidence that can be said to be arrogance, it is nevertheless a confidence he carries as a necessity. To not be proud of himself is an insult to those who came before him, for he is not simply a man but a process. The arrogance to connect himself with Saturn in his title stems partially from his personality, but also as a symbolistic show that he considers himself the answer to the desire and end of a master race, of the bringing of beings who are on the same authority as the worshipped lord of rings and King of Kings. Pride is a rather important part on him, and even if he may in a contradictory manner act in a way that seems quite unprideful or cowardly to attain his goals, he is the sort who believes that there is a sense of pride and bearing in being willing to stain one’s self to reach one’s end goals if the goal is worthy enough. An idea that he holds due to looking upon it as a matter similar to Alchemy.

Appearance

Biography:Brauer, the alchemist that is the Herstelle family’s fifth generation heir, and representative. A man who left his family’s lands and personal workshop and embarked upon the stage of the world and nation. Joining the Thule Society after its establishment when he was a young man studying within the Sea of Estray. In an unexpected deviation from the norm, he strayed from the Mage Association and found himself delving further into the influence of the group that intertwined with the rising new regime of Germany. Confident in his abilities, proud of his legacy and desiring to prove himself a substantial contribution to the Herstelle lineage, he saw the rising organization, and the spread of Nazi Ideology as a potential avenue of support that could advance his ambitions further than he could ever with the resources that are limited to the scale of a family. By presenting his work as useful for their ideologies, and the answer to their goals he dreamed and foresaw the level of a scale of a nation’s resources at his disposal. Yet despite making plans to use the ideologies of those who preached of purity and greatness as mere stepping blocks the charisma and fervor of those around him began to consume him. Seductive, the men around him cast a powerful flame of earnest desire, born of dreams and the lust for greatness and power. Some believed in the ideologies to the earnest, some simply saw the potential like Brauer in how it could be leveraged for their own gain or used as a simple moral justification that swept away guilt and accountability for their actions.

Despite staying to the course of his ultimate goal, Brauer found himself changing the direction of his research and the focus of his magecraft, using the already conducted advancements of his family and the notes that he was able to attain thanks to the aid of the Thule Society, to work on attaining something that could get them to some form of actualization of the desires of the Nazis. Yes, even if he might not truly believe to the core, even if he might be using them for his own gain. In a way he does not wish for the betrayal of such passion and adamant belief by what could be a fruitless, cold future of nothing.

Although such a thing may also stem from the idea that he believes he can be their salvation, the engineered savior that they would look up to as well… A person who means no bad, but perhaps it would simply feel much nicer if he was a simpler person who purely just wished to utilize others? Ah, what a pain!

Family History: Unlike many magi who migrated towards the influence of the Clock Tower they are a family that continues to associate with the Sea of Estray instead. A family of alchemists who decided not to create things that can be pure in their stead, or things that are strong because they are weak. They looked upon humanity itself as the work that they should attempt to refine and recreate. A theory is held by the Herstelle that humanity has diversified too much from its origin to reach the root of all. However modern humanity cannot be anything but modern humanity, and so the decision to pursue the refinement of modern humanity to remove its impurities and remake it while still keeping it as something that is “modern humanity” was made.

Origin: Repurposement

Elemental Affinity:Earth

Number of Magic Circuits:C

Quality of Magic Circuits: A

Od: How much magical energy you can store in your body. A.

Magecraft:

Herstelle Alchemy

Alchemy based not on the concept of chasing after the Magnum Opus, in other words, the Philosopher’s Stone. The Herstelle is instead based on the modification and creation of life. The creation of homunculi falls within their purview but rather than focus on a line of focus that they are grossly outdone in by the likes of the Einzberns they instead focus on applying the refinement processes of Alchemical Creation on existing lifeform, rendering living lifeforms, and life force as materia, and heat. While originally simply pursuing the steps of the Magnum Opus to utilize it on lifeforms and create a superior state of being for one’s self to try and pursue the route, similar to the idea of recreating the original human body like a future puppetmaster will. The possibility of a shortcut through the idea of a positive regression, to remove the impurities that are born and propagated of the mixing of blood and the decline of the world through focus on the first step, Nigrido, seemed to hold potential to the Thule Society. Gaining the support and some leftover heretical knowledge from the former member of the Sea of Estray, Fabro Rowan, Brauer has mostly focused on the creation of a prima materia that could be shaped and purified.

Rather than simply using lifeforms as material to create brand new lifeforms as the idea behind his creations, it could be said to be a remaking of the base lifeform.

While it goes without saying, as the heir to the Herstelle magecraft he holds a magic crest that carries the research of his predecessors and his own research within it.

Nigrido Lebensborn

The creation of a conceptual bounded field. The Black Sun Wheel of the Thule Society and the oroborus of alchemy is the core of a Black Sun (Womb) borrowed from the legends of the Aztecs. A bounded field that represents eternal reoccurance, and the cycle of life and death. Things will die and be reborn, forever repeating and yet changed. A false ocean of primordial life. It does not give birth to life but instead rebirths life, decomposition,and putrefaction. Lifeforms placed within this womb are rendered into a prima materia and rebirthed.

Equipment:

Die Glocke Sonnenzersetzung

The top secret nazi weapon of Die Glocke. Or rather, one that bears the name of it. Just as the Fuyuki Grail War is a Grail instead of the Grail, this is a Die Glocke. Rather than a scientific miracle device in this case it is in fact a mystic code A weapon that is meant to spread the effect of an imperfect nigrido. Rather than rendering things into a original materia it is instead a faulty and ruinous decomposition. Degradation and erosion of the body and lifeforce undergoes as a result of exposure. Blood would gel and separate, plants would turn into mud and grease. Beings would cease to be beings and simply become corpses and flesh. Truly a cruel weapon of war, created not for the advancement of knowledge, defense or even for the sense of creation. A thing made only to kill.

Cameras, and other things for the creation of film.

A Homunculus (Maid)

Skills: Unsurprisingly good at baking.

A good public speaker, and a fan of film. Despite the concept of camera and photo being anathema to the mysteries of the supernatural world and the ideas of magi, Brauer is nevertheless a person who enjoys being filmed, and has created many films to send in as an explanation of his status versus other means such as a simple telephone. Quite a wasteful and expensive hobby! Especially considering that one of the reasons he often has a homunculus accompanying him is to film him as one of its duties.

It goes without saying that his own collection of movies is substantial as well. From the works of Georges Méliès, Luigi Maggi or Mack Sennett. Along with specific films such as the Birth of a Nation, The Cabinet of Doctor Carigari.

Things of Both Lions

Name:Publius Horatius Cocles
Title:One Eyed Man/Cocles. Bravery Made Flesh.
Class:Saber
Allegiance:Lawful Good

Appearance: A one-eyed man beautiful in form as though sculpted from marble to look like an ideal warrior. His appearance is obviously not that of his proportions or appearance in life as he takes the form of the form of courage for Rome. Finally his head is that of a Lion. A singular all-encompassing eye that stare with a judging and evaluating gaze stands out among his face while his mane is kept well in order, large and contrasting with his hairless body. A crown evocative of the murals of Rome blends with his fur, strands wrapped around it as though muscles around a skeletal frame. The military symbol of protection as such seems as though it is born of Saber’s body himself. He is a beauty made and crafted, shaped by the virtue he exhibited and his legend, not born. His eyes hold a fire and his lip parts easily in great emotion. Holding a Gladius and a rounded brass shield it is quite easily deductible that he is of the Rome. For garb he prefers something less constricting, a well plumed helmet that declares his presence boldly, adjusted to fit his new head. A thin simple cloth through his body shows covering his chest with a harness from which he hangs anything he must keep on hand that cannot simply be materialized.

Legend: An officer of the Roman Republic army in the late 6th century BC, a hero of the war against the Etruscians under Lars Porsena. It was at the battle for Pon Sublicius that he distinguished himself. Holding geat numerical superiority, the sheer presence of the Etruscian army cowed the Roman soldiers who did not even resist the Etruscian's preparations and setting of formations before them. After the Etruscians advanced, hoping to force a battle the already frightened Romans broke without even a single blade crossed. They ran for the bridge hoping to cross to save their own lives in a blind panic, not even thinking to oppose them. Finding such behavior to be deplorable, Horatius shamed two generals who turned to flee as well and enlisted them into holding the bridge to let the fleeing roman army pass. The three held off the great army until every soldier had crossed.

The only one with courage in the entire army, even when the generals called upon him to retreat now that the army had crossed he refused, citing the fact that the Etruscians could simply cross and advance without delay into Roman Lands. He called upon them to tear down the bridge and prevent the enemy from crossing. Although alone he fought and fought until finally he heard a shout that the work to destroy the bridge was done. He lept into the river below and swam, escaping with his life, his strength not leaving his arms despite his injuries. Finally he was taken to Rome, greeted by singing and admiration by the entire city. He was celebrated and awarded,and so despite his injuries, despite him throwing himself to certain doom he came out with a happy ending, having saved Rome from a sacking and allowing the city to survive. In a way he could be called the savior of the empire that was still in it's cradle, the republic that would grow to become the great civilization.

Cocles P

Stats
Strength: B
Endurance: B
Agility: C
Magic: C
Luck: A

Class Skills:

Magic Resistance: B
Cancel spells with a chant below three verses. Even if targeted by High-Thaumaturgy and Greater Rituals, it is difficult for Saber to be affected.

Riding: C rank
Most vehicles and animals can be handled with above average skill. However, cannot ride the likes of Phantasmal Species such as Monstrous Beasts. Because he does not have an anecdote of riding anything special or worth mentioning, he receives a low rank in this Skill for a Saber.

Personal Skills:

Symbol of Bravery: A+
A skill born of a combination of Innocent Monster and Bravery.

Known as a paragon of Bravery, Horatius is one of the symbols of Roman Bravery and could even be said to be that which personifies it. Earning the status with valour in battle and sacrifice for the sake of Rome he held the bridge for the sake of the republic and the soldiers of his army. Horaitus fought in defense alone, fighting to allow other soldiers to escape then bidding those with him to tear down the bridge behind him for Rome's sake.

Prevents effects from mental interference, and changes his appearance to that of a lion. A peerless paragon, a personification of the virtue. Servant Saber cannot be cowed or be ruled by fear or madness. STR and END are increased due to Lions being a symbol of power. Additionally the connotation of execution through means of being fed to lions being a part of common perception of Rome adds the property of “Damnatio ad Bestias” to Saber, causing him to deal additional damage to those of an evil alignment, and Christians as an executioner. This effect is weakened against saints to who are attributed tales of pacifying lions or subduing them when faced with such executions.

To have to be reminded of courage and shown to stand up firmly by another is likely even greater a shame for those who are heroes, yet the role of Saber is he who represents and shows courage. Is it not natural for him to shine as the brightest star in that situation then?

Protection of Genius: A
Spirits that reside within and protect a river, mountain and other places of nature, spirits that protected households, nations, specific positions, or even individuals. In a sense a spirit is that which protects, even something as specific as one’s morality or ideals, as shown through Socrates’s demon that he cites as a voice that forbids him from certain actions in his Apology. Even certain individuals can form a Genius, and positions, as such the idea of a servant forming a Genius of sorts not unfound.

As an existence is a protection, and given the role of being the guardian spirit of his master, Saber takes upon the role of a shield for his master.

As this familiar who is meant to watch over and protect his master, through the means of Tutelary assumption of the position of his master’s servant, Saber is able to give his protection to his master, offering his body to protect his master from blows in a protection similar to the recreation of a certain warrior monk’s body. However this is not a Noble Phantasm, but rather an approximation given form by the status of a spirit that defends the master. It is a dual existence with Saber, causing him to suffer the damage and effects of anything he blocks.

While a seemingly extremely powerful defense, it is one that is activated by the Master themselves, wielding Saber as though they were their weapon, and as such cannot protect the master against effects that they do not choose to defend against, or attacks that they are unaware of. Furthermore even as a Heroic Spirit who is famed for defense and a servant with high defensive capabilities this defense nevertheless causes damage, and could be fashioned into a weakness by forcing Saber into a fight while also protecting his master from harm by offering himself as a sacrificial shield, or by targeting the master with effects that would be dangerous or crippling to Saber. It is also worth noting that it also increases the energy consumption of Saber to manifest this protection.

Essentially a skill that protects the master, but also leaves the master as a potential risk as a proxy for means to harm Saber.

There is a requirement to establish such a connection, as despite being related this is not synonymous with the contract between Servant and Master.

Due to the aspect of Cocles as a protector being brought out this skill has recieved a rank up. The defensive power of Cocles as an Aegis has increased.

Battle Continuation: C Fighting on until the bridge was dismantled so the enemy could not advance. Horatius then managed to even swim away under the barrage of enemy missiles despite taking injuries that would maim and cripple him, escaping in a way that the enemy could not follow.

While normally this would be at a skill that aids in the escape from battle and allows one to fight even with heavy wounds, the aspect and nature of Cocles as a protector has been emphasized. The bold figure who fought on the bridge and bared his flesh as the defense of Rome, offering his life and body as the price to pay willingly and fearlessly, the survival ability of this Cocles has been diminished.

Noble Phantasms:

Virgultum Ēnūtriēns Arma (Sapling’s Nurturing Shield) - Let my body raise you safe and well.
Anti-Unit(Self)/Barrier: A+ rank.
Targets: 1
Range: —

If the great Roman Empire at its height was the Great Tree that is represented by the spear of the founder, Romulus, then the body of Coceles is a shield that protects and nurtures the infant sapling that was the Roman Republic that would become the Great Tree. If Rome is the world then protecting Rome is equal to protecting a world.

Saber’s existence itself is the Scutum of Roma. It is because of Saber that Rome survived its infant state to become the empire it was destined to be. Akin to a hero who was a divine construct of the gods, this Noble Phantasm born of the sublimation of Saber’s status as the protector of Rome transforms him into a shield. When he fought he offered his very body as the protection of his nation, and so it is his body that takes the form of this Noble Phantasm, a psuedo-Divine Construct. Forming a great shield formed out of growing wood, it is a defense that can defend even a nation. However damage done to the shield is carried over to Servant Saber, and an attack that can “bring ruin” to a nation would leave him ruined in body and weakened. Such a shield would be shattered and even if Saber were to recover this Noble Phantasm would be destroyed and sealed.

Natus ex incrementum in Aprilis Legionum (Growth Born From The March of Legions)
Anti-Army: A+
Targets: 1-50
Range: 1-45

Another side of the sublimation of his status as a shield and defender of Rome and the one who allowed it to grow from its infant republic state to the all-encompassing empire of man. This is akin to another side of the same legend, like how a certain casuality-defying spear would become a thrown weapon that decimates armies.

Rather than a encroaching and overwhelming ocean of tree roots and branches like the founders spear of the beginning. It is more akin to the I of the original sin's ring of light.

Both utilizing the concept and converting the history of the growth of the Roman Empire, and its legions that both expanded and protected it into energy. It is an attack that creates a massive barrage of projectiles (Legions) that chase and hunt down those under its purview. While in raw power it is somewhat inferior in raw power in comparison to the greater holy and demonic swords of myth, the full sum of the hundreds of blasts can also form a projection of a massive lion’s head that could almost match them. If divided each blast is not enough to slay sturdy servants by their own, but the danger of this attack is in its versatility and the difficulty against defending such a strike. (By no [definitely is] means this is a rip off of the Lion’s Howl from the Tales series.)

Just as Rome grows and encompasses the world and humanity it is an attack that reaches all. The growth and unification of humanity. A growth that will consume and intake all that is within humanity's perception and world. It goes without saying that those existences who are beyond humanity's ability to understand or take in are existences that this Noble Phantasm cannot touch at all

Cocles S

Stats
Strength: B
Endurance: A
Agility: C
Magic: C
Luck: A

Class Skills:

Magic Resistance: B
Cancel spells with a chant below three verses. Even if targeted by High-Thaumaturgy and Greater Rituals, it is difficult for Saber to be affected.

Riding: C rank
Most vehicles and animals can be handled with above average skill. However, cannot ride the likes of Phantasmal Species such as Monstrous Beasts. Because he does not have an anecdote of riding anything special or worth mentioning, he receives a low rank in this Skill for a Saber.

Personal Skills:

Symbol of Bravery: A+
A skill born of a combination of Innocent Monster and Bravery.

Known as a paragon of Bravery, Horatius is one of the symbols of Roman Bravery and could even be said to be that which personifies it. Earning the status with valour in battle and sacrifice for the sake of Rome he held the bridge for the sake of the republic and the soldiers of his army. Horaitus fought in defense alone, fighting to allow other soldiers to escape then bidding those with him to tear down the bridge behind him for Rome's sake.

Prevents effects from mental interference, and changes his appearance to that of a lion. A peerless paragon, a personification of the virtue. Servant Saber cannot be cowed or be ruled by fear or madness. STR and END are increased due to Lions being a symbol of power. Additionally the connotation of execution through means of being fed to lions being a part of common perception of Rome adds the property of “Damnatio ad Bestias” to Saber, causing him to deal additional damage to those of an evil alignment, and Christians as an executioner. This effect is weakened against saints to who are attributed tales of pacifying lions or subduing them when faced with such executions.

To have to be reminded of courage and shown to stand up firmly by another is likely even greater a shame for those who are heroes, yet the role of Saber is he who represents and shows courage. Is it not natural for him to shine as the brightest star in that situation then?

Protection of Genius: -

Cocles is one who bares his body as the shield of Roma.
Cocles is one who survives the heroic last stand to the death.

To bare one's body in survival for another is the opposite of survival. A servant is a master's sword and shield, but the nature of Cocles as a protector is deemphasizedto bring the man who survives despite the battles he charges into with his bravery. To be a hero need not be a condemnation of the self to death. Glory and salvation can be attained without the sacrifice of death. Heroism and survival can coexist. One should not condemn the one who survives for not playing their part, but instead for managing to attain the happy ending that does not exist at the end of his tale. Even if broken in body he still lived, and living in honor he did indeed attain a success beyond his peers.

Battle Continuation: A+ Fighting on until the bridge was dismantled so the enemy could not advance. Horatius then managed to even swim away under the barrage of enemy missiles despite taking injuries that would maim and cripple him, escaping in a way that the enemy could not follow.

This reduces the hampering effect of heavy and medium injuries, as though they were medium and light injuries, and makes light injuries a non-factor in effecting the combat capabilities of the servant. Even in a extremely wounded state Saber can continue to fight, although with reduced performance.

Furthermore a decisive fatal blow is required for death to encroach upon the servant. Death can be staved away and ignored for a short time should fatal damage be sustained, although for a shorter time than a A rank Battle Continuation holder.

The ability to retreat from battle even when injured is also increased. The + additional bonus is occurred for the sake of retreating via the method of water, allowing one to travel through bodies of water without penalty. Rather than a property that is part of Saber’s own capabilities this is more representative of the assumed mercy of Tiberinius, the Genius of the Tiber River who has a history of spiriting away and helping those in need at his River. As such one could say it is akin to a minor blessing from an elemental.

Due to the circumstance of Saber's summoning this skill has been raised, emphasizing the nature of Cocles as an unlikely survivor who escaped the death that awaited the end of all such legends of his kind. The one who lives, the one who escapes death. The ability and drive of Cocles to survive has been brought out to its greatest.

Noble Phantasms:

Virgultum Ēnūtriēns Arma (Sapling’s Nurturing Shield) - Let my body raise you safe and well.
Anti-Unit(Self)/Barrier: A rank.
Targets: 1
Range: —

If the great Roman Empire at its height was the Great Tree that is represented by the spear of the founder, Romulus, then the body of Coceles is a shield that protects and nurtures the infant sapling that was the Roman Republic that would become the Great Tree. If Rome is the world then protecting Rome is equal to protecting a world.

Saber’s existence itself is the Scutum of Roma. It is because of Saber that Rome survived its infant state to become the empire it was destined to be. Akin to a hero who was a divine construct of the gods, this Noble Phantasm born of the sublimation of Saber’s status as the protector of Rome transforms him into a shield. When he fought he offered his very body as the protection of his nation, and so it is his body that takes the form of this Noble Phantasm, a psuedo-Divine Construct. Forming a great shield formed out of growing wood, it is a defense that can defend even a nation. However damage done to the shield is carried over to Servant Saber, and an attack that can “bring ruin” to a nation would leave him ruined in body and weakened. Such a shield would be shattered and even if Saber were to recover this Noble Phantasm would be destroyed and sealed.

Due to the aspect of "He who survives" the power of this Noble Phantasm is reduced to A rank. However the amount of damage that Cocles sustains from offering himself as a shield is reduced.

Natus ex incrementum in Aprilis Legionum (Growth Born From The March of Legions)
Anti-Army: A+
Targets: 1-50
Range: 1-45

Another side of the sublimation of his status as a shield and defender of Rome and the one who allowed it to grow from its infant republic state to the all-encompassing empire of man. This is akin to another side of the same legend, like how a certain casuality-defying spear would become a thrown weapon that decimates armies.

Rather than a encroaching and overwhelming ocean of tree roots and branches like the founders spear of the beginning. It is more akin to the I of the original sin's ring of light.

Both utilizing the concept and converting the history of the growth of the Roman Empire, and its legions that both expanded and protected it into energy. It is an attack that creates a massive barrage of projectiles (Legions) that chase and hunt down those under its purview. While in raw power it is somewhat inferior in raw power in comparison to the greater holy and demonic swords of myth, the full sum of the hundreds of blasts can also form a projection of a massive lion’s head that could almost match them. If divided each blast is not enough to slay sturdy servants by their own, but the danger of this attack is in its versatility and the difficulty against defending such a strike. (By no [definitely is] means this is a rip off of the Lion’s Howl from the Tales series.)

Just as Rome grows and encompasses the world and humanity it is an attack that reaches all. The growth and unification of humanity. A growth that will consume and intake all that is within humanity's perception and world. It goes without saying that those existences who are beyond humanity's ability to understand or take in are existences that this Noble Phantasm cannot touch at all

Fate/Moribund Swarm

Posting without an appearance for now. I'll finish that later.

Thule

Name/Nickname/Titles: Brauer Herstelle: The Black Star

Gender: Male

Age: 43

Personality: A man who holds desire and enjoys to see ambition in others around him. “It would not do well to prove one’s self superior over others who simply lie down and roll over on demand.” Believing in his own ability with a self-confidence that can be said to be arrogance, it is nevertheless a confidence he carries as a necessity. To not be proud of himself is an insult to those who came before him, for he is not simply a man but a process. The arrogance to connect himself with Saturn in his title stems partially from his personality, but also as a symbolistic show that he considers himself the answer to the desire and end of a master race, of the bringing of beings who are on the same authority as the worshipped lord of rings and King of Kings. Pride is a rather important part on him, and even if he may in a contradictory manner act in a way that seems quite unprideful or cowardly to attain his goals, he is the sort who believes that there is a sense of pride and bearing in being willing to stain one’s self to reach one’s end goals if the goal is worthy enough. An idea that he holds due to looking upon it as a matter similar to Alchemy.

Appearance

Biography:Brauer, the alchemist that is the Herstelle family’s fifth generation heir, and representative. A man who left his family’s lands and personal workshop and embarked upon the stage of the world and nation. Joining the Thule Society after its establishment when he was a young man studying within the Sea of Estray. In an unexpected deviation from the norm, he strayed from the Mage Association and found himself delving further into the influence of the group that intertwined with the rising new regime of Germany. Confident in his abilities, proud of his legacy and desiring to prove himself a substantial contribution to the Herstelle lineage, he saw the rising organization, and the spread of Nazi Ideology as a potential avenue of support that could advance his ambitions further than he could ever with the resources that are limited to the scale of a family. By presenting his work as useful for their ideologies, and the answer to their goals he dreamed and foresaw the level of a scale of a nation’s resources at his disposal. Yet despite making plans to use the ideologies of those who preached of purity and greatness as mere stepping blocks the charisma and fervor of those around him began to consume him. Seductive, the men around him cast a powerful flame of earnest desire, born of dreams and the lust for greatness and power. Some believed in the ideologies to the earnest, some simply saw the potential like Brauer in how it could be leveraged for their own gain or used as a simple moral justification that swept away guilt and accountability for their actions.

Despite staying to the course of his ultimate goal, Brauer found himself changing the direction of his research and the focus of his magecraft, using the already conducted advancements of his family and the notes that he was able to attain thanks to the aid of the Thule Society, to work on attaining something that could get them to some form of actualization of the desires of the Nazis. Yes, even if he might not truly believe to the core, even if he might be using them for his own gain. In a way he does not wish for the betrayal of such passion and adamant belief by what could be a fruitless, cold future of nothing.

Although such a thing may also stem from the idea that he believes he can be their salvation, the engineered savior that they would look up to as well… A person who means no bad, but perhaps it would simply feel much nicer if he was a simpler person who purely just wished to utilize others? Ah, what a pain!

Family History: Unlike many magi who migrated towards the influence of the Clock Tower they are a family that continues to associate with the Sea of Estray instead. A family of alchemists who decided not to create things that can be pure in their stead, or things that are strong because they are weak. They looked upon humanity itself as the work that they should attempt to refine and recreate. A theory is held by the Herstelle that humanity has diversified too much from its origin to reach the root of all. However modern humanity cannot be anything but modern humanity, and so the decision to pursue the refinement of modern humanity to remove its impurities and remake it while still keeping it as something that is “modern humanity” was made.

Origin: Repurposement

Elemental Affinity:Earth

Number of Magic Circuits:C

Quality of Magic Circuits: A

Od: How much magical energy you can store in your body. A.

Magecraft:

Herstelle Alchemy

Alchemy based not on the concept of chasing after the Magnum Opus, in other words, the Philosopher’s Stone. The Herstelle is instead based on the modification and creation of life. The creation of homunculi falls within their purview but rather than focus on a line of focus that they are grossly outdone in by the likes of the Einzberns they instead focus on applying the refinement processes of Alchemical Creation on existing lifeform, rendering living lifeforms, and life force as materia, and heat. While originally simply pursuing the steps of the Magnum Opus to utilize it on lifeforms and create a superior state of being for one’s self to try and pursue the route, similar to the idea of recreating the original human body like a future puppetmaster will. The possibility of a shortcut through the idea of a positive regression, to remove the impurities that are born and propagated of the mixing of blood and the decline of the world through focus on the first step, Nigrido, seemed to hold potential to the Thule Society. Gaining the support and some leftover heretical knowledge from the former member of the Sea of Estray, Fabro Rowan, Brauer has mostly focused on the creation of a prima materia that could be shaped and purified.

Rather than simply using lifeforms as material to create brand new lifeforms as the idea behind his creations, it could be said to be a remaking of the base lifeform.

While it goes without saying, as the heir to the Herstelle magecraft he holds a magic crest that carries the research of his predecessors and his own research within it.

Nigrido Lebensborn

The creation of a conceptual bounded field. The Black Sun Wheel of the Thule Society and the oroborus of alchemy is the core of a Black Sun (Womb) borrowed from the legends of the Aztecs. A bounded field that represents eternal reoccurance, and the cycle of life and death. Things will die and be reborn, forever repeating and yet changed. A false ocean of primordial life. It does not give birth to life but instead rebirths life, decomposition,and putrefaction. Lifeforms placed within this womb are rendered into a prima materia and rebirthed.

Equipment:

Die Glocke Sonnenzersetzung

The top secret nazi weapon of Die Glocke. Or rather, one that bears the name of it. Just as the Fuyuki Grail War is a Grail instead of the Grail, this is a Die Glocke. Rather than a scientific miracle device in this case it is in fact a mystic code A weapon that is meant to spread the effect of an imperfect nigrido. Rather than rendering things into a original materia it is instead a faulty and ruinous decomposition. Degradation and erosion of the body and lifeforce undergoes as a result of exposure. Blood would gel and separate, plants would turn into mud and grease. Beings would cease to be beings and simply become corpses and flesh. Truly a cruel weapon of war, created not for the advancement of knowledge, defense or even for the sense of creation. A thing made only to kill.

Cameras, and other things for the creation of film.

A Homunculus (Maid)

Skills: Unsurprisingly good at baking.

A good public speaker, and a fan of film. Despite the concept of camera and photo being anathema to the mysteries of the supernatural world and the ideas of magi, Brauer is nevertheless a person who enjoys being filmed, and has created many films to send in as an explanation of his status versus other means such as a simple telephone. Quite a wasteful and expensive hobby! Especially considering that one of the reasons he often has a homunculus accompanying him is to film him as one of its duties.

It goes without saying that his own collection of movies is substantial as well. From the works of Georges Méliès, Luigi Maggi or Mack Sennett. Along with specific films such as the Birth of a Nation, The Cabinet of Doctor Carigari.

Fate/Moribund Swarm

Let me drop a Roma on you.

Saber!

Name:Publius Horatius Cocles
Title:One Eyed Man/Cocles. Bravery Made Flesh.
Class:Saber
Allegiance:Lawful Good

Appearance: A one-eyed man beautiful in form as though sculpted from marble to look like an ideal warrior. His appearance is obviously not that of his proportions or appearance in life as he takes the form of the form of courage for Rome. Finally his head is that of a Lion. A singular all-encompassing eye that stare with a judging and evaluating gaze stands out among his face while his mane is kept well in order, large and contrasting with his hairless body. A crown evocative of the murals of Rome blends with his fur, strands wrapped around it as though muscles around a skeletal frame. The military symbol of protection as such seems as though it is born of Saber’s body himself. He is a beauty made and crafted, shaped by the virtue he exhibited and his legend, not born. His eyes hold a fire and his lip parts easily in great emotion. Holding a Gladius and a rounded brass shield it is quite easily deductible that he is of the Rome. For garb he prefers something less constricting, a well plumed helmet that declares his presence boldly, adjusted to fit his new head. A thin simple cloth through his body shows covering his chest with a harness from which he hangs anything he must keep on hand that cannot simply be materialized.

Stats
Strength: A
Endurance: A+
Agility: C
Magic: B
Luck: A+ (Defiance of the inevitable fate that comes with such a glorious last stand. In a way he proves himself superior to those with similar legends by not only accomplishing what he set out to do, but also surviving to enjoy the glory he has earned. The doubled modifier comes in effect during similar such circumstances of fate that must be defied or when Saber struggles against a seemingly lost cause.)

Class Skills:

Magic Resistance: B
Cancel spells with a chant below three verses. Even if targeted by High-Thaumaturgy and Greater Rituals, it is difficult for Saber to be affected.

Riding: C rank
Most vehicles and animals can be handled with above average skill. However, cannot ride the likes of Phantasmal Species such as Monstrous Beasts. Because he does not have an anecdote of riding anything special or worth mentioning, he receives a low rank in this Skill for a Saber.

Personal Skills:

Symbol of Bravery: A+
A skill born of a combination of Innocent Monster and Bravery.

Known as a paragon of Bravery, Horatius is one of the symbols of Roman Bravery and could even be said to be that which personifies it. Earning the status with valour in battle and sacrifice for the sake of Rome he held the bridge for the sake of the republic and the soldiers of his army. Horaitus fought in defense alone, fighting to allow other soldiers to escape then bidding those with him to tear down the bridge behind him for Rome's sake.

Prevents effects from mental interference, and changes his appearance to that of a lion. A peerless paragon, a personification of the virtue. Servant Saber cannot be cowed or be ruled by fear or madness. STR and END are increased due to Lions being a symbol of power. Additionally the connotation of execution through means of being fed to lions being a part of common perception of Rome adds the property of “Damnatio ad Bestias” to Saber, causing him to deal additional damage to those of an evil alignment, and Christians as an executioner. This effect is weakened against saints to who are attributed tales of pacifying lions or subduing them when faced with such executions.

Finally one of the key points of his legend is that his bravery shone in the midst of cowardiace and fear. Where he stood two other men joined him, struck by shame as they saw the proud and unrelenting figure of the courage of Rome. In the face of such bravery one's own lack is sorely felt. Those around him are given Courage (False) at a C+ rank, allowing for mental interference that would have succeeded to instead be resisted, or for already established mental interference to be negated, at the cost of lowering morale. While it only is a sense of shame that is able to protect against effects of the C rank or below rank, the + modifier applies during effects of Fear, allowing one to stand up to effects of up to a A rank. Although unlike the certain cry of a Amazonness that evokes the blood of a war god that also provides Bravery it is sometimes possible for the sense of shame to linger beyond the presence of Saber. Shame is a bitter, painful thing, something that stains one pride and sinks deeply. As such presented with such a situation again the sense of shame may also reignite, bringing forth to stand against opposing effects even without Saber's presence.

To have to be reminded of courage and shown to stand up firmly by another is likely even greater a shame for those who are heroes, yet the role of Saber is he who represents and shows courage. Is it not natural for him to shine as the brightest star in that situation then?

Protection of Genius: B
Spirits that reside within and protect a river, mountain and other places of nature, spirits that protected households, nations, specific positions, or even individuals. In a sense a spirit is that which protects, even something as specific as one’s morality or ideals, as shown through Socrates’s demon that he cites as a voice that forbids him from certain actions in his Apology. Even certain individuals can form a Genius, and positions, as such the idea of a servant forming a Genius of sorts not unfound.

As an existence is a protection, and given the role of being the guardian spirit of his master, Saber takes upon the role of a shield for his master.

As this familiar who is meant to watch over and protect his master, through the means of Tutelary assumption of the position of his master’s servant, Saber is able to give his protection to his master, offering his body to protect his master from blows in a protection similar to the recreation of a certain warrior monk’s body. However this is not a Noble Phantasm, but rather an approximation given form by the status of a spirit that defends the master. It is a dual existence with Saber, causing him to suffer the damage and effects of anything he blocks.

While a seemingly extremely powerful defense, it is one that is activated by the Master themselves, wielding Saber as though they were their weapon, and as such cannot protect the master against effects that they do not choose to defend against, or attacks that they are unaware of. Furthermore even as a Heroic Spirit who is famed for defense and a servant with high defensive capabilities this defense nevertheless causes damage, and could be fashioned into a weakness by forcing Saber into a fight while also protecting his master from harm by offering himself as a sacrificial shield, or by targeting the master with effects that would be dangerous or crippling to Saber. It is also worth noting that it also increases the energy consumption of Saber to manifest this protection.

Essentially a skill that protects the master, but also leaves the master as a potential risk as a proxy for means to harm Saber.

There is a requirement to establish such a connection, as despite being related this is not synonymous with the contract between Servant and Master.

Battle Continuation: B+ Fighting on until the bridge was dismantled so the enemy could not advance. Horatius then managed to even swim away under the barrage of enemy missiles despite taking injuries that would maim and cripple him, escaping in a way that the enemy could not follow.

This reduces the hampering effect of heavy and medium injuries, as though they were medium and light injuries, and makes light injuries a non-factor in effecting the combat capabilities of the servant. Even in a extremely wounded state Saber can continue to fight, although with reduced performance.

Furthermore a decisive fatal blow is required for death to encroach upon the servant. Death can be staved away and ignored for a short time should fatal damage be sustained, although for a shorter time than a A rank Battle Continuation holder.

The ability to retreat from battle even when injured is also increased. The + additional bonus is occurred for the sake of retreating via the method of water, allowing one to travel through bodies of water without penalty. Rather than a property that is part of Saber’s own capabilities this is more representative of the assumed mercy of Tiberinius, the Genius of the Tiber River who has a history of spiriting away and helping those in need at his River. As such one could say it is akin to a minor blessing from an elemental.

Noble Phantasms:

Virgultum Ēnūtriēns Arma (Sapling’s Nurturing Shield) - Let my body raise you safe and well.
Anti-Unit(Self)/Barrier: A+ rank.
Targets: 1
Range: —

If the great Roman Empire at its height was the Great Tree that is represented by the spear of the founder, Romulus, then the body of Coceles is a shield that protects and nurtures the infant sapling that was the Roman Republic that would become the Great Tree. If Rome is the world then protecting Rome is equal to protecting a world.

Saber’s existence itself is the Scutum of Roma. It is because of Saber that Rome survived its infant state to become the empire it was destined to be. Akin to a hero who was a divine construct of the gods, this Noble Phantasm born of the sublimation of Saber’s status as the protector of Rome transforms him into a shield. When he fought he offered his very body as the protection of his nation, and so it is his body that takes the form of this Noble Phantasm, a psuedo-Divine Construct. Forming a great shield formed out of growing wood, it is a defense that can defend even a nation. However damage done to the shield is carried over to Servant Saber, and an attack that can “bring ruin” to a nation would leave him ruined in body and weakened. Such a shield would be shattered and even if Saber were to recover this Noble Phantasm would be destroyed and sealed.

Natus ex incrementum in Aprilis Legionum (Growth Born From The March of Legions)
Anti-Army: A+
Targets: 1-50
Range: 1-45

Another side of the sublimation of his status as a shield and defender of Rome and the one who allowed it to grow from its infant republic state to the all-encompassing empire of man. This is akin to another side of the same legend, like how a certain casuality-defying spear would become a thrown weapon that decimates armies.

Rather than a encroaching and overwhelming ocean of tree roots and branches like the founders spear of the beginning. It is more akin to the I of the original sin's ring of light.

Both utilizing the concept and converting the history of the growth of the Roman Empire, and its legions that both expanded and protected it into energy. It is an attack that creates a massive barrage of projectiles (Legions) that chase and hunt down those under its purview. While in raw power it is somewhat inferior in raw power in comparison to the greater holy and demonic swords of myth, the full sum of the hundreds of blasts can also form a projection of a massive lion’s head that could almost match them. If divided each blast is not enough to slay sturdy servants by their own, but the danger of this attack is in its versatility and the difficulty against defending such a strike. (By no [definitely is] means this is a rip off of the Lion’s Howl from the Tales series.)

Just as Rome grows and encompasses the world and humanity it is an attack that reaches all. The growth and unification of humanity. A growth that will consume and intake all that is within humanity's perception and world. It goes without saying that those existences who are beyond humanity's ability to understand or take in are existences that this Noble Phantasm cannot touch at all

Legend: An officer of the Roman Republic army in the late 6th century BC, a hero of the war against the Etruscians under Lars Porsena. It was at the battle for Pon Sublicius that he distinguished himself. Holding geat numerical superiority, the sheer presence of the Etruscian army cowed the Roman soldiers who did not even resist the Etruscian's preparations and setting of formations before them. After the Etruscians advanced, hoping to force a battle the already frightened Romans broke without even a single blade crossed. They ran for the bridge hoping to cross to save their own lives in a blind panic, not even thinking to oppose them. Finding such behavior to be deplorable, Horatius shamed two generals who turned to flee as well and enlisted them into holding the bridge to let the fleeing roman army pass. The three held off the great army until every soldier had crossed.

The only one with courage in the entire army, even when the generals called upon him to retreat now that the army had crossed he refused, citing the fact that the Etruscians could simply cross and advance without delay into Roman Lands. He called upon them to tear down the bridge and prevent the enemy from crossing. Although alone he fought and fought until finally he heard a shout that the work to destroy the bridge was done. He lept into the river below and swam, escaping with his life, his strength not leaving his arms despite his injuries. Finally he was taken to Rome, greeted by singing and admiration by the entire city. He was celebrated and awarded,and so despite his injuries, despite him throwing himself to certain doom he came out with a happy ending, having saved Rome from a sacking and allowing the city to survive. In a way he could be called the savior of the empire that was still in it's cradle, the republic that would grow to become the great civilization.