Eins

[erbe]

For the elements, silver and iron. For the foundation, stone and the Archduke of Pacts. And for the ancestor, my great master, Schweinorg. Close the gates of the four directions. Come forth from the Crown and follow the forked road leading to the Kingdom. Fill, fill, fill, fill, fill. Repeat five times. When each is filled, destroy it. Set.

Heed my words. My will creates your body, and your sword creates my destiny. If you heed the Grail's call and obey my will and reason, then answer me! I hereby swear that I shall be all the good in the world. That I shall defeat all evil in the world. Thou Seventh Heaven, clad in the three great words of power, come forth from the circle of binding, Guardian of the Scales!

[This is a master (haha) post for Fate/PSLs! If you need anything specific tailored to your character (like a starter that doesn't start with the summoning like the above) let me know! We'll work something out over PM or Plurk.]

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[avaricious]

[The circle comes to life, shining in its bright aura as a power beyond the world of human magic seems like it threatens to collapse around itself. It never does, that's not how it works. Light, smoke, wind. All of it punctuates the appearance of a single individual standing there in the middle.

His garb is not elaborate by any means, but it's all in black from shirt, trousers, to longcoat. His eyes are closed tightly, giving him a more innocent look at first. His left hand depicts an ouroboros tattoo, the only real giveaway for what his identity might be. He looks young, though. Probably about the same age as the one who summoned him. But the most unsettling part is what is emanating from inside him, as if there wasn't just one of him present, but an entire throng of people all concentrated in one single location.

It takes him a second before he even turns to her, but that's only because he's taking in what it means to be alive again.]

As much as it pains me to say it, I'm going to ask the inevitable. Are you my master?

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[erbe]

[Rin's reaction is almost immediate. Almost as if by instinct the vellus hair on her body begins to stand on end. A chill runs down her spine, and immediately she realizes there's something off. Something she didn't quite expect from a servant. Power, yes. Magic, absolutely. Something undefinable and awe-inspiring that resonated within them, of course. These are all things she expects from a servant. Things she had been taught to anticipate. But this? It was different. Like a storm raging inside him, she senses something. A mage as proficient as herself couldn't not notice.]

[erbe]

[However Rin mustn't let herself slip up. Not now. Not even as her eyes stare at him wide with a mix of wonder, a dash of horror, and no small amount of pride. Her feelings are a tumultuous thunderstorm of contradictions. Yet she's quick to swallow them. Rin's back straightens, and she makes certain to find sure footing.]

Yes! [She speaks confidently,] I am your master.

[And, to make it clear, she holds up her hand revealing her command seal.]

[avaricious]

[Huh. So that's it, huh? A little seal on her hand and he's expected to roll over on command. He looks down and sees what looks a lot like a transmutation circle. Maybe if he knew more alchemy, he'd recognize it better, but he's pretty sure you don't get brought back from death just like that. Besides... there was the Grail to think about.

He steps out of the circle, hands in pockets. Only then does he open his eyes, which does much to offset his more 'friendly' appearance. That's from the Prince, not from him.]

You should know, I'm used to having people fall in line with me. I'm never been much of a follower. [Here he smiles, which has a way of looking downright menacing. It seems he can't avoid that.] But if we're after the same thing, I can make an exception. So what's your name?

[erbe]

The name is Tohsaka Rin. What land's Heroic Spirit are you?

[She's quick for the turn about — eager to set things in place from the get-go. If he's going to give her such nasty looks Rin is determined to throw her foot down be assertive. She's not one to be bullied. After all a mage should be cold and impenetrable.

Sometimes she doesn't meet those standards, but she does well enough!]

[avaricious]

Oh me? I'm from Amestris.

[That was Amestris, the land of Alchemy. Less than a hundred years ago, even regular humans were able to tap into the massive pool of Mana located beneath that country to perform basic transmutations. Of course, after an incredibly powerful Homunculus was able to use that power in a way far beyond what any of the Magi could have imagined, the whole thing was put to rest. In fact, aside from some officials in the Amestrian government and the high ranking Magi families, no one even knew knew about the events that had transpired on the so-called Promised Day. The Mana source located beneath Amestris was sealed, alchemy was lost to humans, and those heroes that saved their country - no the world itself, were forgotten to time. Presently, Amestris was just a small European country that had reshaped itself after the second World War into a place of peace and prosperity.

Of course, Greed wasn't aware of any of this yet. Someone like him, he expected to be well known. He was almost brimming with excitement at the notion that he was supposed to keep his identity a secret. That was going to be particularly difficult, all things considered.]

You're a bit young, aren't you? I mean, no offense, but this whole Grail War is life or death. I'm already dead, but you could have a long life in front of you. Are you really sure you want to throw it away like this?

[erbe]

[Amestris. Quickly Rin brings up a hand to consider what his true name may be, but the servant is quick to cut her thinking time short by asking annoying questions. It takes no time at all for her expression to turn sour, and allow the hard roll of her eyes show her displeasure.]

I'll have you know I've been preparing for the Holy Grail War practically all my life, and I come from a long line of mages. If I wasn't up to the challenge do you think I would have summoned you?

[Sheesh. The young woman folds her arms under her chest.] I'm already fighting to win.

[avaricious]

[This is what Greed is looking for. She's trying to make her assessment, but he's wanting to make his as well. Mage lineage was important. That meant, despite her youth, she was at least potent if not necessarily experienced. A good asset to have, even if he would have preferred someone a bit older. He'd make do.]

Glad to hear it. Then allow me to introduce myself. My title here is Saber, but it frankly doesn't really fit me, so I'd prefer if in private you refer to me as Greed. That's no alias either, sweetheart. See, I'm the living embodiment of avarice. I want everything you can possibly thing of. Power, wealth, women, status, and glory. So naturally I crave the Holy Grail with every fiber of my being.

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[erbe]

—Saber?

[She's quick to cut him off as her heart leaps into her throat.]

[erbe]

Hah! Yes! I knew it! I absolutely knew I'd summon a Saber! This grail is as good as won! With my skills as a mage and your power we can win this! Yes!

[Overly jubilant, Rin is quick to pump a fist in the air while jumping. Energy abounds while she allows a momentary slip of her normally pragmatic and serious demeanor. She even forgets that he called her too young for the war despite the appearance of his own age.]

[rolandreborn]

[The summoning circle flared brightly, answering the call of the magus. Magical resonance whipped through the room violently, the light forming into a figure in the center of the circle.

Once the magic settled and the light faded, details of the figure became more clear. An average sized man, clad in blue with white pants and blue boots. His hair a vibrant red, bold like fire, but his eyes, clear and blue like water. For the moment, he carried no weapon... and to be honest, his overall demeanor seemed quite humble.

Strange, for a Heroic Spirit.

The Servant looked over to Rin once he got his bearings, and spoke in a calm, polite voice.]

Are you my Master? The one who called for me?

[avaricious]

[Well, he'd expected a reaction, but this wasn't necessarily it. He knew enough about the Grail War to know about each class, but not enough to know precisely how mages might rank them. He wondered how she'd feel if she knew he could only really tap into Saber class by calling upon the Prince...

He sighs, deflating a bit. Wow, she really is just a little kid.]

That usually gets a different reaction. Are you really sure you're ready for this?

[erbe]

[Rin doesn't answer immediately. Her eyes rake over him, and she begins to circle the servant like a shark circling its prey. Slowly Rin's hand lifts to her chin, and she holds it there while she appraises him. His modest appearance makes her frown, but she knows better to underestimate something just by its looks.

On her hand are three red marks. Her Command Seals that allow her three inviolable orders.]

I am, but who are you? What kind of Heroic Spirit are you?

[erbe]

[The excitement in her face and figure is quick to fade. His question cuts at her, and she is just as quick to become defensive. The smile leaves, and her shoulders rest back as her head holds high. Rin stares him down with an unwavering look in her eye.]

I've been ready for quite some time.

[She won't elaborate on that. Why should she have to? Justifying it by telling him she has spent years training since she was a child will only serve to lesser his opinion of her, she guesses.]

What about you? Is this your first Grail War?

[avaricious]

[That look in her eyes... that determination. He's seen that before and he's reminded of those he once stood next to. Brothers of the soul... and like that, he's the first to break eye contact.

Instead, he digs his hands into his pockets and begins to walk around as he inspects the room he's been summoned in.]

Yeah, I can't claim to have any experience with this. But I've fought my own share of monsters in my own time. [His own siblings... well, he managed to outlive them all, his Father included. How about that you decrepit old bastard?] This is a nice place you have here. Is there a kitchen somewhere around here?

[erbe]

[What, her mana isn't enough? Rin cocks her brow before turning and waving him along to follow her.]

The kitchen is downstairs. I'll show you, but if you use something clean up after yourself, all right? It's late, and I—

[Oh no. She can't help it. Her hand rises to cover her mouth as her head tilts back and she lets out a large yawn.]

[rolandreborn]

[The Servant's eyes followed her as she stalked around him, a critical gaze upon him. Though he watched her, he didn't appear to be bothered or worried by her skepticism. After all, he knew who he was, and he knew very well he was worthy of his title, though he would not brag of such things.

He only offered a small chuckle and an earnest smile.]

Forgive me, but you surely know I cannot tell you who I am. Not yet, anyway. I can tell you "What," though: I am what you see before you, and for now, you can call me "Saber."

Might I ask your name, in spite of my own lack of manners?

[avaricious]

[As a matter of fact, he has an enormous pool of Mana all by himself, but well...]

What, you're falling asleep on me? Come on! It's time to hit the coffee, boss. I've been asleep for a hundred years already and I haven't had a bite to eat in all that time, either. So you'll understand if I don't want to just hover over your bed watching you sleep after I just got here.

[That whole not needing to eat or sleep thing is kind of pesky, really. As a Homonculus, he could get away without that as well, but not without significant strain. This was barely like living at all... but he was going to fake it to make it, either way.]

[travailler]

[ If Rin were hoping to summon a Saber or someone of the other knight classes or even someone vaguely knightly at all, she has failed. Rather than anything resembling a hero of yore, a white-haired woman in a flowing black and white gown appears. She wears a collar and her outfit is adorned with spikes and chains. Her hair is as white as her dress. The only color on her figure is in her eerily blue-glowing eyes and the roses at her hip.

Despite not looking like a warrior, the mana pouring from her is unreal. It doesn't resemble what should be coming from anything that is or once was human. If anything, it feels like an aura that should belong to something that preys on humans. Despite her eerie appearance and aura, her voice is... ]

My Love! Your bride, Berserker, is here to serve you, in sickness and in health.

[ ...excited. Immediately, her personality does not fit with her appearance or power. Although, she thinks this girl is more out of place than anything else. ]

...Um, excuse me? Where would my husband be?

[erbe]

[Not yet? What the shit! She's more than capable of keeping a True Name secret. Her ability to avoid mind reading is so good it's pretty much genetic. Rin frowns and folds her arms under her chest.]

Tohsaka Rin.

[Her eyes narrow — keen on observing his reaction.]

[erbe]

Coffee? But — [she yawns, and stretches her arms up into the air] the seventh servant hasn't even been summoned yet. The war won't start until all the pieces are on the board. You can eat while I sleep.

[Despite her protest she seems to be leading him to the kitchen anyway. The Tohsaka mansion is impressive, and considerably western for a house on land in an eastern city. The kitchen is spacious, and the appliances very modern. However if one were to raid the fridge and the cupboards they'd find a very modest selection of a frugal bargain buyer.]

I know we must always keep our guard up, but the home of a mage isn't without its own protections.

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[erbe]

[Oh no.

Oh nooooo. No, no, no! She fucked up.


Like...



Thoroughly fucked up. She's screwed. She can feel it in her bones. Something about this seems off. She couldn't have possibly messed up the summoning that bad, could she?]

You're not... Saber...

[erbe]

Noooooooooo! I wanted Saber! How could I — this is a mistake!

[Maybe this isn't the best compliant to raise right in front of a Berserker, but if she's going to call Rin "my love," then Tohsaka certainly has the right to say she's mistaken.

Rin's expression twists as she falls to her knees wailing about how she messed up big time.]

[avaricious]

[As much as he likes the new digs he'll be kicking around in, Greed has a particular talent for looking unimpressed. He's stayed in some really squalid places in his time... but he's also stayed in better than this, too. Still, there's a sense of history about this place. He can feel it.]

Got the place booby-trapped, huh? Good to know. [Some of this technology existed in his own time, but the grail has supplemented whatever gaps might be in his knowledge. But that won't supplement this piss poor collection of food when he opens the fridge.]

... what the hell. You know you have company coming, and this is all you could manage? [He even pulls out the nearly empty carton of milk and lets it slosh around as he shakes it.] Wow, how stingy can you get?

[erbe]

Hey, lay off! Being a mage isn't cheap, you know.

[In fact it's really expensive. A lot of her family's wealth goes to purchasing high quality gemstones to contain stores of mana. That, and her legal guardian kind of screwed over most of the family's investments and other assets.

Rin half-stomps her way over to a fine looking kettle and puts some water on for tea. She should be getting her servant to do this, but the task keeps her hands busy so she doesn't feel the need to mouth off about her finances. She's still bitter over Kirei significantly slashing whatever budget she may have had for purchasing high quality stones for mana storage.]