The only canon CG that has the Alter Ego class is Okita Alter. She's still a Servant, with all that implies, but her dialogue reveals that she's actually kind of a doofus.
*looks left*
Exotic locations, original content, and Nobu.
*looks right*
Salter tho.
I can't choose
[X] Helm 2
[X] She's a friend from long ago
[X] Ask her about Alter Ego
[X] Ask her about Rider
[X] Helm 2
[X] Shake her hand.
[X] She's a friend from long ago
[X] Ask her about Alter Ego
[X] Ask her about Rider
"No, a king doesn't run nor retreat, Avenger, unless he wants his subject to view him as a weakling. No Rather, I am in Volantis in search of a ship to this Western Continent, to a city called Sunspear. If the words of Alter Ego rings true, then the Holy Grail isn't located here, in this continent." She walks up to, the pieces of her black armour clinks, hitting each other. She stops once she's within arms distance of you. "Which is why I'm here in the first place. To give you a proposition. An allied servant gives me a higher chance of surviving this war and obtaining the Grail, and there is no need for us to fight eventually too, 12 servants of different classes were summoned here, 1 is dead, so we only need to kill 6 more. We've known each other before during our time in Chaldea, so you don't need to fear anything malicious from me. So what do you say, Jeanne?" Artoria brings an open hand towards you, waiting for you to shake it.
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Well, this ruins your plans on going to Yi Ti. Well...as if there was a plan in the first place. Allying yourself with the Ice Bitch Queen would be advantageous, and both you and she are high-grade servants; thus, there shouldn't be too many problems in a fight. Her plan is quite simple also, kill 6 servants and find the Grail in the Western continent, which is an agreeable plan for you made even better with your alliance. Though a caveat is that you can't guarantee that there are 6 servants in that continent. Now, its a matter of just finding these servants and the Grail itself, in which you think Artoria might have a clue of.
You clasp her hand, gauntlet meeting gauntlet, and shake. Artoria's lips tug slightly upwards, "I knew that a peasant like you would know the right choice, to serve a king." She says condescendingly. Sigh, you almost forgot how bad she can be around you. Memories of her treatment to your younger self during Christmas flash before your eyes as you withhold a grimace.
You hold her gauntlet tightly and pull her towards you, "Don't get ahead of yourself, King. Of. Knights. I'll be coming with you, but don't think you have any right to command me, I'm unlike any of those stupid knights of yours."
She holds your hand in a death grip, "Likewise Mad Dog." Both of you separate as you walk to your bed and sit.
"So, what can you tell me about this Alter Ego servant you faced"
Saber pauses for a bit, staring at your fountain before turning her head towards you, " For one thing, she's able to match most servants in single combat, and her speed is what she relies on the most. Though what distinguishes her other than her class is her noble phantasm. Do not think me a liar when I say that Noble Phantasm she wields is absolutely deadly. The rider I was with was: Ozymandias, the one from that Camelot Singularity, had 2 of his Noble Phantasms running in sync with one another. One of them was his ship, the other was his reality marble, and this Alter Ego annihilated it all with her own Noble Phantasm. From what my eyes saw, Alter Ego's Noble Phantasm is a beam of black light that disintegrates anything. I guess that its somewhere between the level of a city or a country type Noble Phantasm due to its size, that's all I know of. She's tan and white of hair like most Counter Guardians I've met and has the tallest heels I've ever seen a woman wore, so if you spot her, run and tell me."
You nod, how concerning, a servant that outclasses even the great Ozymandias, " How did you survive your encounter with her?"
"I was given mercy."
"Mercy?!"
Saber shrugs and cups her chin, "She seems to be dim-witted, a bit like you Dog," It takes all of your restraint not to strike her and her smug smile, " all that I needed to do to get her off my back was to say that I had no intentions of doing anything drastic in this world, that I just wanted to find the Grail. So she just nodded and spared my life, not even asking me why I wanted the Grail in the first place. Hell, She was even nice enough to discuss with me rather than leave promptly, which garnered useful information."
Wait what, "That's...lenient...Did she tell you where she was going?" You ask.
"Yeah, somewhere further East, said that there were rumours of something disruptive that might've been caused by a servant. So she's gone there to prevent the status quo from being upset and annihilate that Heroic Spirit. Though I don't know how long she'll finish her mission and come back to monitor Western Essos. For the moment, we can rest assured that she won't monitor our activity. But most importantly, she answered my questions about the Grail and noted that it was located in the western continent, though she never said where exactly."
"huh...so we have a Counter Guardian whose got a Noble Phantasm that outclasses the ones wielded by Ozymandias and is roaming this world killing servants that might disrupt the status quo...?" You sigh exasperatedly and massage your temples. "How troublesome. And if she comes back here, we might be targeted by her if we do anything remotely strange. "
Saber nods again, "The worse part is, is that she never told me what actions are classified as disruptive, so I don't even know if us teaming up would warrant our deaths..."
"Yet you teamed up all the same"
"Anything for the Grail, and besides, she's going east and were headed west. She won't hassle us for quite a while I hope."
You really should ask her why she wants the Holy Grail so much, maybe in another time. Though it is weird, for the Ice Bitch Queen to team up with anyone, especially you, though you can see the practical advantages of such an alliance. You wonder if she'll kill you the moment you become useless to her though...What are you thinking? Of course, she will. She may be a manifestation of the honourable Arturia, but she is her blackened form. Such principles like honour, duty, and kindness are probably not present in this version of Saber. You guess its prudent that now you've allied with her, that you should ask what came about from her last partnership.
"Well, how did you come by Ozymandias in the first place? Can't be that long ago, can it?"
" Mind you, I was summoned a few months before you, and I found myself in some ruins in which I would later realize was an abandoned city: Vaes Tolorro, In the Red Waste north of Qarth. " She butchers the names with her British accent in such a way that you're sure Lera would've thrown a fit the same she did when you butchered the pronunciations too. "Anyways, I tried navigating around, hoping to find Civilization only to stumble upon ruin after ruin. It was when I arrived at another ruin, Vaes Shirosi it was called, that I found Ozymandias's gleaming pyramids. Immediately I was surrounded by Sphinxes and the Prideful King himself, who went on to point his staff at me, "how dare you to intrude upon my domain like a common thief!", He would exclaim, as the sun got brighter and brighter. I told him I was lost and that I would leave shortly. Though It took me a while to convince him that I didn't mean any harm, and by the end of it, I found myself at his dinner table in his pyramid, with food that was...not satiating." You can see disappointment written on her face as she recalls the memory. "Anyways, We mainly talk about the strange nature of this Grail War, and how we can sustain ourselves without a master, nothing productive really came out of it, and our questions still lay unanswered. Later on, he talked about establishing Egypt in this world, and how the Pyramids made by his Noble Phantasm would be the first step in becoming the Sun King of Essos. That was when Alter Ego came, who was probably eavesdropping us. I'll save you the details, but in the end, Ozymandias's new reign in this world came to an end before it began, while I was only mortally wounded and left to wonder west in search of the Grail. Then I arrived in Mereen, earned some gold from the fighting pits, then took a ship to Volantis, so that's why I'm here. "
Oh, It wasn't a partnership in the first place, they just happen to have fought together because of circumstance. Though you feel disappointed to have missed Alter Ego mortally wounding Saber, you would've revelled at such a sight. But now, you have an alliance, so you don't think you'll be seeing that anytime soon.
Saber looks around your room, head-turning minutely as her eyes roam around. She then spots the nightstand at the left side of your bed and walks towards it, armour clinking.
You're unamused at the unusual sight, "May I ask what the hell you think you're doing." You say with a dead-pan, not even bothering to turn your head towards her.
"That old man Maegyr told me this establishment puts bottles of wine in the cabinets of esteemed guests." Now you turn your head at that, She has connections with the leaders of this city already?!! She pulls a drawer and smiles, "So he wasn't lying after all." and promptly pulls out a bottle and gets the cork out with her two fingers, "What a lovely aroma" she comments swirling the flask. Your mind is still stuck on the fact that she's talked to Maegyr in the first place, how did that even happen? Is that why Maegyr sought you out by the gates? Gave you your room? You did wonder why such an esteemed man of Volantis would greet you in person. You thought it was your hair since Lera's been hammering you with how unique it is, but if he sought you out because Saber informed him of your presence...Well, That would explain why Maegyr gave you your room and why Saber knew where it was...oSaber looks at you and says, "Consider this as compensation for having me explain such basic things to you." Your mind slowly pieces itself back together from your shock, and you realize Saber is drinking YOUR wine!
She takes long gulps with a satisfied look, gleaming eyes gaze at you with smugness and provocation. You boil, "PUT THAT DRINK DOWN." and you pounce right at her, hands reaching for the bottle.
She promptly side-step away and lets out a content "aahhh" as she stops drinking. "Have you not learned manners farmgirl? It does not do to leave a guest thirsty. Talking is thirsty work, you know?"She sighs" You would've let me drink this if you were younger, it such a shame you grew to be such a bitch", and she gulps the wine again, drinking quite greedily.
You are Lera of house Stassaris daughter of Gaemon Stassaris; esteemed merchant of Braavos, and you've been standing on these stairs for the past half hour. You're starting to worry for your lady now, she's been gone after she sensed someone was in you and your lady's room. Which is quite strange to you, for your lady to just know someone was there, which reminds you of the other odd things that she's done. Before she took you in, you've heard the Dothraki whisper the name Witch behind her back, a woman of dark magic able to summon an evil rod made of shadows and hate. Of course, you didn't really believe it, not at first, you just thought it was the wounded pride of the men blaming their loss on what they perceived to be a demon. But that all changed when you came to the fighting pits to watch her slaughter the fighters. 26 men went into that pit, and only 6 survived, the rest were either dismembered or turned into mulch. You can still remember what the noblemen muttered to himself during the fight, "dyni" he would say, "monster"...and she was a monster. She had the strength that belied her figure, speed faster than a horse, and ruthlessness that would make a Khal whimper.
It was at that point you realize that those Dothraki might have a point, that she may have some demon in her because no woman can be that strong-nay- no men can be that strong...She must have something magical about her, supernatural, but you don't really know...
You've been standing here for far too long now, and you're starting to get a bit sleepy. You know Ms. Jeanne told you to stay, but nothing has happened yet so far, you heard no breaking of furniture or a sword clash, so you presume it went peacefully. You walk towards the room, the only thing you hear is the pitter patter of your shoes on the brick floor. You reach the room and step inside, sighing in relief to see no signs of damage.
You spot two figures in black, Ms.Jeanne and some boyish-looking man in armour, fighting over a flask of wine. The tension in the air chokes the life out of you as both warriors stare at each other. The man tenses up and looks behind you only to spot you. He smiles and asks, "Ah perfect timing servant, go and fetch us more wine to calm this dog down.", his voice soothes you with that naturally commanding tone, though you are weirded out by how high his pitch is, how young is this lad? "Girl, Did you not hear what I just said? Wine. Now." He says again.
Your lady looks at you with exasperation, "Lera, I told you to stay, why didn't you?"
You prepare a response before that handsome man cuts you off, "that's your servant? I pity her for being forced to serve a dog. Lera's your name is it?" You nod, and he walks closer to you, "Has she been treating you well? Did this rabid animal bite you? She certainly did when I took her drink." You're a bit shock at the way this boy has been addressing your lady, knowing how strong and temperamental she is, provoking her is akin to suicide.
You see clearly the man's features now as he gets closer, and it makes you feel light-headed. Those resolute eyes that stare deep into your soul, and a pale flawless face with an expression that screams authority. The knight stands before you fits the very description those Westerosi books have on them. This man in front of you is every bit as dashing and beautiful as a knight should be though with an air of roguishness to him, but you don't mind that, in fact, you quite like it that way. Oh if you only you were still with your noble family, you would've pestered your father day in and day out for this knights hand.
You feel your breath becoming more and more laboured as your heart threatens to pop. The knight speaks in that commanding tone of his, "Where did you find this stray, dog? she seems to be broken?" The knight waves his hand across your glazed eyes, oh how you want those arms to hold you.
"Stop it, Saber, I think you're scaring her."
"Fine" The knight turns away from you and starts to walk away.
You find the courage to let out a pathetic, "excuse me" as the dashing knight looks back to you. You so badly want to know his name. "Forgive me for my manners oh honourable Ser Knight, but I am Lera Starassi." You point to Jeanne ", and I am this lady's translator. May I be so rude as to ask for your name?" You give your best curtsy.
The knight grins a brilliant grin and looks towards your lady, "Hmph, take notes farmgirl" Jeanne's a farmgirl? "This is how one speaks properly." The knight's resolute gaze returns to you, "Very well. You amuse me so, and I will not do to leave you unrewarded. Listen well as I will only say it once, I am Arturia Pendragon, the King of Knights and son of Uthe--"
Your lady interrupts him with a groan, " Why do persists on calling yourself his son when you're clearly a girl? What's with you and trying to disguise yourself like a male? You're no king here, so the facade's not really needed."
The sounds of the world fade into the background as your left with your own thoughts. Your eyes are as wide as plates, but you barely focus on the subject in front of you. Everything becomes a blur. Wait...somethings not right...this Arturia Pendragon...IS A GIRL!!
You feel some part of you die at the revelation, for someone so dashing and handsome and strong and beautiful and..... HOW CAN HE BE A GIRL.
You're starting to see red, as you breathe faster and faster with fury, you feel cheated somehow, and you can't really vent your anger and shock. You let the darkness take you, giving your troubled mind peace.
You're Jeanne d'Arc, and you just saw your translator faint, her drool creating a puddle on the floor. "See what you've done Saber!! You came off too strong on a mundane like her, you need to watch how you use that E rank Charisma of yours!"
Arturia, for the first time, seems flustered and confused, "I-I did not use my charisma skill at all..."
You walk up to heft Lera's unconscious body and wipe off her drool. You then drop her on the bed and tuck her in. Artoria stares at Lera with a blank look, "What is that stray to your dog?" You really wished she would stop calling that, though it could be worse.
"She's my translator, Ice Bitch Queen, took her in because she was useful and wanted to escape slavery."
"Ah, yes... Slavery here is quite rampant in this continent, though that brings up an important question. Most of the Western Continent's language is exactly like English, you won't be needing a translator there. Will you bring her with us then? I won't guarantee she would survive the fights we would have against other servants when we find them."
What to do about her
[] Leave her she can only be a hindrance, and this Holy Grail War is too dangerous for her
--[] Here in Volantis with a percentage of your gold. (state amount)
--[] Leave her in a city of your choosing. (Saber might disapprove depending on how long it will delay your search for the Grail)
--[] Write in...(could be a combination of the 2)
[] She stays with you
--[] She seems well read enough to teach you a general sense of the world. This is important for dealing with the locals as she can tell which of the Great Houses is which.
--[] You can protect her no matter what, she's safe with you. Besides, you can't guarantee her safety if you just leave her in a city. She wouldn't like it either, she came to you seeking adventure, Though stupid and childish you would honour that.
--[] Write in... (A combination of the two)
---[] anything to ask or say to Saber? (i.e., how did you meet Maegyr in the first place? How long have you been here? Has there been any magical activity?)
QM Note: Sorry for the lateness! Ending the school year and Total War: Three Kingdoms (Which have been giving me a lot of ideas on what to do with Nobu) have been taking much of my time.
Really? I assumed she had atleast some skill in magecraft due to her ability to create fire and the black rods. She may not have that ability in life, but her altered servant form can, I believe. Her Dragon Witch skill also has some form of enhancing effect too as in the wiki it states:
Article:
Possesses a unique Charisma that makes dragons obey her, and a power that raises the attack power of the party.
Which means that she could enhance the performance of her and her team. It may not exactly be reinforcement which is my bad for assuming so, but can Jeanne's ability to enhance the power of other servants be a form of magecraft? Thus indicating that she can do magecraft? Though maybe not as adept as Caster Gilles.
[X] She stays with you
--[X] She seems well read enough to teach you a general sense of the world. This is important for dealing with the locals as she can tell which of the Great Houses is which.
[X] She stays with you
--[X] She seems well read enough to teach you a general sense of the world. This is important for dealing with the locals as she can tell which of the Great Houses is which.
Yeah, i suppose that in retrospect, that might not have gone well. I don't know how strong Ozymandias is supposed to be, but overwhelming Saber Alter is no small thing, especially if she has support (for that matter, I'm not sure how Jeanne Alter would compare to most servants either - she seems to be pretty good stat-wise, though - pesky E-Rank Luck notwithstanding)
[X] She stays with you
--[X] She seems well read enough to teach you a general sense of the world. This is important for dealing with the locals as she can tell which of the Great Houses is which.
I-I mean, it's not as if we like her, or anything! Baka.
EDIT:
[X] "What is your relation with Maegyr?"
[X] "What happens once the Grail is used?"
How strong Ozy is? Well, he can't die inside his personal dimension, just think of him as Egyptian Gilgamesh should give you the idea. Sphinx is as strong as dragon (Dragon in nasuverse can defeat heroic spirit 1v1, unlike GoT pansy dragon). Arturia is also broken in the way that her stats are too balanced. Good strength, speed, have Instinct that gives her hint in and out of battle, high magic resistance, etc.
[X] She stays with you
--[X] She seems well read enough to teach you a general sense of the world. This is important for dealing with the locals as she can tell which of the Great Houses is which.
[X] She stays with you
--[X] She seems well read enough to teach you a general sense of the world. This is important for dealing with the locals as she can tell which of the Great Houses is which.
Arturia is also broken in the way that her stats are too balanced. Good strength, speed, have Instinct that gives her hint in and out of battle, high magic resistance, etc.
From what I remember, she isn't all that fast? For a Servant, i mean. Agility is kind of her dump stat - but the rest is pretty really strong, that much is true.
Anyway, in retrospect, voting on "she's an old friend" as our cover-up story about Saber Alter is going to give Lera the impression that we have a pretty skewed definition of what a friend is supposed to be. And she might not even be wrong about that.
[X] She stays with you
--[X] She seems well read enough to teach you a general sense of the world. This is important for dealing with the locals as she can tell which of the Great Houses is which.
[X] She stays with you
--[X] She seems well read enough to teach you a general sense of the world. This is important for dealing with the locals as she can tell which of the Great Houses is which.
Anyway, in retrospect, voting on "she's an old friend" as our cover-up story about Saber Alter is going to give Lera the impression that we have a pretty skewed definition of what a friend is supposed to be. And she might not even be wrong about that.
In unrelated news, I'm wondering if we should add a few questions to the mix. This new development gives us a pretty clear goal, but I wonder: what would Jeanne do with the Grail? Assuming we don't get killed by Saber as soon as six Servants are defeated, of course. I'm also curious, what will happen once a Wish is made? I mean, if Saber is right, there's twelve Servants running around, maybe more, and only seven have to die for the thing to work right. That leaves quite a few around. Do they vanish?
Edited my vote to ask a couple of questions. If someone has a better idea, I'm all ears.
Really? I assumed she had atleast some skill in magecraft due to her ability to create fire and the black rods. She may not have that ability in life, but her altered servant form can, I believe. Her Dragon Witch skill also has some form of enhancing effect too as in the wiki it states:
Article:
Possesses a unique Charisma that makes dragons obey her, and a power that raises the attack power of the party.
Which means that she could enhance the performance of her and her team. It may not exactly be reinforcement which is my bad for assuming so, but can Jeanne's ability to enhance the power of other servants be a form of magecraft? Thus indicating that she can do magecraft? Though maybe not as adept as Caster Gilles.
I did a quick trawl through some wikis out of curiosity. It seems raising the attack power of the party is actually the standard mechanical effect for the Charisma skill, in the game? In terms of sheer mechanics, Dragon Witch is just a unique variety, and even has a higher base bonus than Salter's generic version (on normal people, which is then doubled for dragons). So... by extrapolation, Jalter should technically have the same effect on people that Salter does, I guess, if not stronger? Though I can see Lera not being as affected, if she's only interested in men.
[X] She stays with you
--[X] She seems well read enough to teach you a general sense of the world. This is important for dealing with the locals as she can tell which of the Great Houses is which.
Tyrion stirs at that, typical of her sister to find a way to remove him in every situation. A pause settles in the small council before his lord father breaks it.
" Any news from the East?" he speaks, everyone in the room all pays close attention to every syllable his father said.
The Spider replies, "My birds have whispered of Daenerys's presence in Qarth, though these whispers are months old so she can be anywhere in slaver's bay. Though more interestingly, I have heard whispers of a man of high Valyrian blood in Mereen. Silver-haired and Yellow-eyed, a strange combination to be sure, and he wielded an armour and a sword both of black and red, Targaryen colours my lord. The whispers say that the man bested ten of the strongest men in the fighting pits, that he wields the strength of a dragon, and that he proclaims himself as a King."
Tywin replies, "You think it's another Targaryen vying for the Iron Throne? Surely your little birds would've heard of such a man in Essos by now. Why the sudden appearance of this man Varys? Are you too incompetent to not know of a Targaryen babe growing in Essos, or is there something else you've been hiding?".
"I assure my lord hand if he were from any of the free cities I would know. But it seems that he arrived in Mereen by crossing the red wastes, which tells me that he may have come from the East, the farther East even. He was last seen seven months ago, in a boat going to Volantis, seemingly going West in search of something if the whispers are true, but how far west he will go remains to be seen."
It was then Cersei decides to share her opinions on potential Eastern Invaders, " You're just wasting your time Lord Varys, A little girl and one foolhardy warrior is no threat to the stability of the Seven Kingdoms."
"Yes my Queen, but that is not the only individual of High Valyrian features, a Woman of Silver-hair was last spotted in Volantis very recently, I just got the reports of it this morning. She seems to have the same skill in fighting as the man found in Mereen, and like him, she made a name of herself in the fighting pits by taking out two dozen men swiftly and brutally. Though my birds have yet to write to me of her intentions."
Baelish chimes in, "May I point out a most unusual coincidence?" The room becomes silent, his grin growing all the more apparent, " Have you not notice the timing of strange events and the appearance of these High Valryian warriors? Just recently one of the Dothraki Khalasar's disbanded north of the Volaena river, a river directly connected to Volantis, without a clear cause. Then we have a High Valyrian woman spotted in Volantis only days later of the Khalasar's fracturing. If I were a betting man, I would think that woman may have a connection with it. The same goes for our man from Mereen. Many months ago, They were reports of a great black light seen by the Qarthi people. It seemed to have originated from the red wastes, the same region where that man came from when he arrived in Mereen. "
Tywin replies incredulously, "So you're saying these High Valyrians have something to do with the strange occurrences we've heard on Essos."
"Yes Lord Tywin, Isn't it quite strange that the timing of these unexplainable events coincides with the appearances of these High Valyrians?"
"Hmph, well am I expected to believe that these "High Valyrians" have anything to do with bringing down one of the mountains near Norvos?"
Pycelle breaks his silence and speaks, "The Maesters believe the mountain fell due to a splitting of the Earth. A natural thing to happen in Western Essos because of its unique geography.
Tywin nods "there you have it, it would be wise to spend our time not chasing ghosts and unusual men."
Baelish shoots back, "Yes Lord Tywin, but Essos seems to be gradually falling into chaos because of events like this, I'm sure you know their people are a superstitious lot." Pycell snorts derisively at that, "But these chaotic times creates new opportunities, ones that can help us win this horrible war."
"I thought you wanted to point out unusual coincidences Baelish, not propose more spies in the Eastern Continent."
"Yes Lord Tywin, but unusual coincidences can breed unusual opportunities."
"Very well, I'll allow you to...."
It is at this point Tyrion zones their discussions out, utterly focused on the exotic creature that has landed on his hand. A purple butterfly with no patterns on its wings, it sits on his hand quite comfortably it seems. "Grand Maester," Tyrion asks, "Are these butterflies native to Westeros?"
The older man stirs and looks towards it, "No it is not, the Maesters think its a species native to some island in the West and is in the process of migration, though why they're doing that we don't know. Though what we do know is that they are spotted everywhere in Westeros and bits of Essos."
"Do butterflies usually migrate when summer ends?"
"Yes they do, but they mainly migrate to avoid overpopulation...though their migration patterns do not make any natural sense recently." hmmm.
Tyrion raises his hand to look closely at the butterfly, the sounds of his father and Littlefinger fades into the background. He thinks Cersei is giving him a mocking look right now but no matter. The butterfly turns to better face Tyrion, how intelligent. The purple butterfly's many eyes stare back into Tyrion, and for some reason, Tyrion feels a bit of dread.
The Gate observes a dwarfish man staring back at her butterfly with curiosity, she commands the butterfly to fly away into the courtyard of this Red Keep. The Key smiles after digesting the information from the small council, she is excited at the prospect of servant activity in the East and endeavours to have more butterflies there.
She stirs and sits up to look at the many portals she's made in this underwater cave of hers. It is quite convenient that she's found one that isn't completely filled with water and is directly under Pyke. Each portal leads to the greatest cities and castles of Westeros and Western Essos, and she has the key to all them, thanks to Su̮̱̫̱̻̰t̙͉͍̻͖̙͍-҉̫͍̙̻ͅT͙͍͍̱̭͜y̶̳̻̫͉̳̮p͈̹̙̩̹̀h҉̱̱̲̲̼o͈̰n̗̟̱ of course.
She wonders how the cults she's made are doing in the Free Cities, a quick look at Braavos brings her disappointment at their growth. But she quickly smiles when she notices how they're doing in Lorath, Myr and Volantis. They've grown to a size where they can overwhelm the city guards, though she doubts the cultists in Volantis can penetrate the black wall guarding the old city. No matter, she does not intend to take over these cities in the first place, they exist to collect information of this world for her and Su̮̱̫̱̻̰t̙͉͍̻͖̙͍-҉̫͍̙̻ͅT͙͍͍̱̭͜y̶̳̻̫͉̳̮p͈̹̙̩̹̀h҉̱̱̲̲̼o͈̰n̗̟̱'s benefit.
Her head throbs, Su̮̱̫̱̻̰t̙͉͍̻͖̙͍-҉̫͍̙̻ͅT͙͍͍̱̭͜y̶̳̻̫͉̳̮p͈̹̙̩̹̀h҉̱̱̲̲̼o͈̰n̗̟̱ has a message for her.
Her head stops throbbing, her lord has left. She slowly walks to the portals leading to Volantis, inserts a sizeable black key into it as the portal comes to life. She sees clearly through the portal a bustling harbour city and spots the Cathedral her lord wants to destroy. She speaks through the portal, and her Cultists hears her voice. Men and women of all shapes and sizes stir at her voice, The Smiths stop smithing, the bakers stop baking, and the guards stop guarding to hear her voice.
"Drown the Cathedral," Abigail says, "Your god wants to know whether this lord of light will respond to such an act."
Thousands of men stir into action in Volantis, arming themselves with whatever weapons they have. Though the blades they wield may be different, the one commonality between them is the helmets they use, dark and menacing its visage.
In the great city of Qarth, lays a tavern unaffected by the political turmoil of having their entire ruling class killed and the influx of refugees from the east. In this tavern, there is an unusual sight, even to the warlocks who have seen and done many a strange thing under the sun. There is a considerable space between the patrons of the tavern and a tanned silver-haired woman. Her massive sheathed sword nearly reaches the ceiling, which concerns even the greatest warriors in this tavern. She finishes her meal and spots a Yi Tish family at one of the booths. They squirm at her stare and tenses up when she walks up to them. The family of four, father, wife, son and daughter all fear of what she will say to them. The tanned woman reaches into her pocket as the family dreads what will happen next. Out of her pocket is a small bag of gold in which she throws to the family. The father catches it confused, as the Tanned woman brings up a new chair towards their table and sits.
Her voice is between a high baritone and a low tenor and is as commanding as it is emotionless. "Speak, what has happened in Yi Ti?"
It takes time for them to regain their composure as the father speaks on their behalf. "Madness, there is a civil war between the princes and a usurper. Many fled the fighting, though those who escape are the ones from the cities of the princes, strangely in the towns conquered by the usurper, the people stay. " The father speaks, his engl--common tongue slightly broken but coherent. " They say that Yi Ti will be unified under this usurper anytime now, her armies have good weapons and discipline. They fight with staffs that shoot out lightning and fight very organized. "
"How bad is the civil war?"
"Bad, very bad. Vast parts of the jungles are burnt, millions are already dead, there is only chaos..."
"Aye," One of the patrons at the back says. He wears light leather armour and has an Arakh at his waist, must be a former Dothraki." I have heard talk of the Jogos Nai hiding in the bone mountains, the plains have become too dangerous for them, and they have been dying like flies." His common tongue is perfect the Tanned woman notice. "I have also heard of dark magic in Trader Town, and the Shrinking Sea, dark magic of smoke and fire makes these weapons of lightning."
The father responds, "Yes, I have heard of that, too, they say her armies are cursed and fight without caring for their lives. But essentially, from Kayakayanaya to Yin, Yi Ti is burning"
The former Dothraki nods at that, rubbing his beard.
The Counter Guardian stands up and puts the chair back. This simply will not do, she asks one final question. "What is the name of this Usurper?"
The father pauses to think and finally says, "Demon Emperor", the Former Dothraki snorts at that, "that is true" the Dothraki says.
The Tanned woman nods at that as her expressions turn into a reminiscing look. "Thank you," she says, listlessly and walks towards the door. Thus the being that cleaves demons, pierces gods, and answers the prayers of men: Okita Souji, leaves. Her hand grasping her Odachi tightly and her tall heels click-clack on the wooden floor. The hunt begins...
