Caster of Black Quest (Fate/Apocrypha AU)
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- Postcard from the Root
[X] A boy with innocent eyes.
BlackHadou
Bunny-Sensei
[x] Roche.
Mortifer
Embrace your inner lunatic. Fun times guaranteed.
- Location
- Under a rock.
Uh... Sorry. The vote was locked when Illusion made their vote and put Darnic in the lead.
Sorry.
I'll have the update out by today, hopefully.
Update 4
Mortifer
Embrace your inner lunatic. Fun times guaranteed.
- Location
- Under a rock.
[X] Darnic
The blue-haired man was waiting patiently by the door, smiling to himself as Morgan reappeared.
"Caster." He greeted. "I see that you have successfully prepared your pocket dimension."
He hid it well, Morgan noted, but it was still obvious to see. Darnic was planning something, involving Accolon. Between his behaviour at their previous meeting, and the way he brought the topic up immediately now, it was plain to see.
Which was fortunate, really. If Darnic required her pocket dimension for something, then she was valuable to him. Whatever use he had of it, Caster would be someone he needed for that purpose. In other words, she would be protected more then the other Servants of Black.
It was a shame that Morgan had raised the possibility of another accessing the pocket dimension without her, however. Since Darnic knew that it would be possible to force his way in if she fell, he would know that he could have her eliminated if he felt that she was a threat.
"Indeed." Morgan replied. "I may have neglected my poor Master until now, but Accolon has been fully prepared. With the supplies inside of it as they are, it would be possible to hide the Masters of Black away for the duration of the Grail War."
The words are chosen, partially, to probe Darnic. Whatever he wanted of her Noble Phantasm, it wasn't likely to be protecting the other Masters. If it was as simple as that, he would have said as much already.
"Yes, keeping them away like that would protect them from an Assassin." Darnic mused. "But I have other ideas of what we could use it for."
Morgan concealed a smile, as Darnic confirmed her suspicions.
"I would like to speak to you in relation to this later, Caster." He continued. "Before then, I would like to ask you to come with me, to witness the summoning of the remaining Servants of Black."
Oh? The summoning was now?
"I look forward to meeting our comrades." Morgan replied.
Darnic turned to the door, before turning back to her. "Oh, and Caster? I would like it if you kept Accolon a secret from the other Masters of Black."
In other words, Darnic wanted to conceal what he was doing with her Noble Phantasm from the rest of his faction.
Why was that, though. Did he intend to betray them once the Red Team had been defeated? If so, then did he also plan to betray Caster? Was he confident in his ability to pierce the barrier that sealed away Accolon?
It was a question that Morgan wanted the answer to, sooner rather then later.
"As you wish." Morgan replied. "Now, shall we go and witness the summoning?
The exception to this was a plump man with a moustache, who presumably held his Catalyst in the case by his side. Apparently, he did not trust the Homunculi to handle it.
Fiore waited beside her brother, and Caster moved to stand behind her. Darnic, meanwhile, moved to stand beside a throne, which was presumably reserved for Lancer. The Servant himself was in the room, merely in astral form.
As he reached his place beside the throne, Darnic looked at the assembled group.
"Caules." He called. "If you want to preform the extra step of the ritual to ensure that your Servant is summoned with the modifications, I suggest you start now."
"Understood." Replied the boy, who stepped into the circle, and began to recite an aria under his breath. "Up Up Down Down Left Right Left Right B A Start."
As he spoke, the Homunculi passed their Catalysts to the Masters.
A small boy, no older then thirteen, was given a small piece of golden wool.
A grey haired woman, holding a cane, held a piece of green fabric.
The man with a moustache put his case in the circle. It was open, but facing away from everyone.
Caules, finishing his aria, was given a piece of aged wood.
All four stepped into the circle. Confirming the positions of the four summoners, Darnic lowered his head in reverence towards the empty throne.
"My Lord, we will now begin the summoning."
In response, specks of light gathered on the throne, forming together into Vlad Tepes. The Servant observed the room, and as he looked over the Masters, they trembled before his gaze.
It was only natural that they were afraid of him. He was a mighty hero, and in this land, his might was peerless. Before him, a mere Magus was powerless.
When Lancer spoke, his majestic voice echoed through the chamber.
"Now, begin! Call forth the Heroic Spirits who would serve under me!"
Darnic looked over the Magi of the Yggdmillennia, watching for even the barest hint of their conviction faltering.
All four summoners stood strong. And, as one, they began to channel Prana.
The ritual being preformed was that of multiple Heroic Spirits being summoned. Even in her life, Morgan did not often see this much Prana thrown about at once.
"Let silver and steel be the essence. Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation. Let Black be the colour I pay tribute to. Let rise a wall against the wind that shall fall. Let the four cardinal gates close. Let the three-forked road from the crown reaching unto the Kingdom rotate."
The circle was glowing, as the four Magi poured everything they had into the ritual. Failure was not an option, here.
"Shut (Fill), Shut (Fill), Shut (Fill), Shut (Fill), Shut (Fill). Repeat five times. And once filled, shatter."
The ritual seemed to produce wind from nowhere, resulting in it bellowing dramatically against the Masters.
"I announce!"
"Let thy body rest under my dominion, let my fate rest on your blade. In the name of the Holy Grail, if you share this purpose, this wish, then answer my call."
The four voices spoke in unison, the four Masters acting as one.
"An oath shall be sworn here. I shall attain all virtues of all of Heaven; I shall have dominion over all evils of all of Hell."
Upon this, three voices cut out, resting. The plump man continued, however.
"Yet you shall serve with your eyes clouded by chaos. For you would be one caged in madness. I shall wield your chains."
The verse to summon Berserker. The man with the moustache intended to summon the Servant of Madness, it would seem.
The three other voices resumed their chant, just in time for the final verse.
"From the Seventh Heaven, attended to by three great words of power, come forth from the ring of restraint, protector of the holy balance!"
There was a flash of blinding light, which faded quickly. In it's wake, four Servants stood.
The first that Morgan saw was Caules Servant. The bow on his back gave away his class as Archer. His face had the expression of one who had travelled far, and had one last journey, one last quest, before they could return home.
The second was the large man's Berserker. He was a beast, his eyes more like a wolf then a man. Berserker wore no armour above his waist, revealing a body covered in scars and hair.
The third was before the young boy. She was a woman, clad in a dark robe, with a hood to hide her face.
Finally, they was the Servant of the woman with grey hair. Morgan turned to them, before taking a step back in shock.
"You!" Called Gawain, his face twisted in hatred. Excalibur Galatine was raised above his head, and Morgan covered her eyes, just in time to evade the blinding flash of light.
Voices rand out from Masters and Servants, shocked and confused. Morgan ignored them, in favour of planning how to evade Gawain's wrath.
The Knight of the Sun howled like a Berserker, as he charged at her.
[X] Reinforce your body. Gawain won't expect you to respond by punching him in the face, and his confusion should buy time for the other Servants to shake off the blindness.
[X] Use your Magecraft to hold him. He may have Magic Resistance, but a sudden wall should slow Gawain down.
[X] Run. Fly, if you have to. Just keep away until someone else interferes.
[X] Get behind Gawain's Master. Use her as a human shield.
[X] Write-in.
The blue-haired man was waiting patiently by the door, smiling to himself as Morgan reappeared.
"Caster." He greeted. "I see that you have successfully prepared your pocket dimension."
He hid it well, Morgan noted, but it was still obvious to see. Darnic was planning something, involving Accolon. Between his behaviour at their previous meeting, and the way he brought the topic up immediately now, it was plain to see.
Which was fortunate, really. If Darnic required her pocket dimension for something, then she was valuable to him. Whatever use he had of it, Caster would be someone he needed for that purpose. In other words, she would be protected more then the other Servants of Black.
It was a shame that Morgan had raised the possibility of another accessing the pocket dimension without her, however. Since Darnic knew that it would be possible to force his way in if she fell, he would know that he could have her eliminated if he felt that she was a threat.
"Indeed." Morgan replied. "I may have neglected my poor Master until now, but Accolon has been fully prepared. With the supplies inside of it as they are, it would be possible to hide the Masters of Black away for the duration of the Grail War."
The words are chosen, partially, to probe Darnic. Whatever he wanted of her Noble Phantasm, it wasn't likely to be protecting the other Masters. If it was as simple as that, he would have said as much already.
"Yes, keeping them away like that would protect them from an Assassin." Darnic mused. "But I have other ideas of what we could use it for."
Morgan concealed a smile, as Darnic confirmed her suspicions.
"I would like to speak to you in relation to this later, Caster." He continued. "Before then, I would like to ask you to come with me, to witness the summoning of the remaining Servants of Black."
Oh? The summoning was now?
"I look forward to meeting our comrades." Morgan replied.
Darnic turned to the door, before turning back to her. "Oh, and Caster? I would like it if you kept Accolon a secret from the other Masters of Black."
In other words, Darnic wanted to conceal what he was doing with her Noble Phantasm from the rest of his faction.
Why was that, though. Did he intend to betray them once the Red Team had been defeated? If so, then did he also plan to betray Caster? Was he confident in his ability to pierce the barrier that sealed away Accolon?
It was a question that Morgan wanted the answer to, sooner rather then later.
"As you wish." Morgan replied. "Now, shall we go and witness the summoning?
~~~~~
The four soon-to-be-Masters of Black stood around a great magic circle, a larger version of the one Fiore made to summon Caster. Homunculi were scurrying around it, making corrections to the silver and gold ritual, as well as thee Homunculi who stood behind the Masters, holding the Catalysts.The exception to this was a plump man with a moustache, who presumably held his Catalyst in the case by his side. Apparently, he did not trust the Homunculi to handle it.
Fiore waited beside her brother, and Caster moved to stand behind her. Darnic, meanwhile, moved to stand beside a throne, which was presumably reserved for Lancer. The Servant himself was in the room, merely in astral form.
As he reached his place beside the throne, Darnic looked at the assembled group.
"Caules." He called. "If you want to preform the extra step of the ritual to ensure that your Servant is summoned with the modifications, I suggest you start now."
"Understood." Replied the boy, who stepped into the circle, and began to recite an aria under his breath. "Up Up Down Down Left Right Left Right B A Start."
As he spoke, the Homunculi passed their Catalysts to the Masters.
A small boy, no older then thirteen, was given a small piece of golden wool.
A grey haired woman, holding a cane, held a piece of green fabric.
The man with a moustache put his case in the circle. It was open, but facing away from everyone.
Caules, finishing his aria, was given a piece of aged wood.
All four stepped into the circle. Confirming the positions of the four summoners, Darnic lowered his head in reverence towards the empty throne.
"My Lord, we will now begin the summoning."
In response, specks of light gathered on the throne, forming together into Vlad Tepes. The Servant observed the room, and as he looked over the Masters, they trembled before his gaze.
It was only natural that they were afraid of him. He was a mighty hero, and in this land, his might was peerless. Before him, a mere Magus was powerless.
When Lancer spoke, his majestic voice echoed through the chamber.
"Now, begin! Call forth the Heroic Spirits who would serve under me!"
Darnic looked over the Magi of the Yggdmillennia, watching for even the barest hint of their conviction faltering.
All four summoners stood strong. And, as one, they began to channel Prana.
The ritual being preformed was that of multiple Heroic Spirits being summoned. Even in her life, Morgan did not often see this much Prana thrown about at once.
"Let silver and steel be the essence. Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation. Let Black be the colour I pay tribute to. Let rise a wall against the wind that shall fall. Let the four cardinal gates close. Let the three-forked road from the crown reaching unto the Kingdom rotate."
The circle was glowing, as the four Magi poured everything they had into the ritual. Failure was not an option, here.
"Shut (Fill), Shut (Fill), Shut (Fill), Shut (Fill), Shut (Fill). Repeat five times. And once filled, shatter."
The ritual seemed to produce wind from nowhere, resulting in it bellowing dramatically against the Masters.
"I announce!"
"Let thy body rest under my dominion, let my fate rest on your blade. In the name of the Holy Grail, if you share this purpose, this wish, then answer my call."
The four voices spoke in unison, the four Masters acting as one.
"An oath shall be sworn here. I shall attain all virtues of all of Heaven; I shall have dominion over all evils of all of Hell."
Upon this, three voices cut out, resting. The plump man continued, however.
"Yet you shall serve with your eyes clouded by chaos. For you would be one caged in madness. I shall wield your chains."
The verse to summon Berserker. The man with the moustache intended to summon the Servant of Madness, it would seem.
The three other voices resumed their chant, just in time for the final verse.
"From the Seventh Heaven, attended to by three great words of power, come forth from the ring of restraint, protector of the holy balance!"
There was a flash of blinding light, which faded quickly. In it's wake, four Servants stood.
The first that Morgan saw was Caules Servant. The bow on his back gave away his class as Archer. His face had the expression of one who had travelled far, and had one last journey, one last quest, before they could return home.
The second was the large man's Berserker. He was a beast, his eyes more like a wolf then a man. Berserker wore no armour above his waist, revealing a body covered in scars and hair.
The third was before the young boy. She was a woman, clad in a dark robe, with a hood to hide her face.
Finally, they was the Servant of the woman with grey hair. Morgan turned to them, before taking a step back in shock.
"You!" Called Gawain, his face twisted in hatred. Excalibur Galatine was raised above his head, and Morgan covered her eyes, just in time to evade the blinding flash of light.
Voices rand out from Masters and Servants, shocked and confused. Morgan ignored them, in favour of planning how to evade Gawain's wrath.
The Knight of the Sun howled like a Berserker, as he charged at her.
[X] Reinforce your body. Gawain won't expect you to respond by punching him in the face, and his confusion should buy time for the other Servants to shake off the blindness.
[X] Use your Magecraft to hold him. He may have Magic Resistance, but a sudden wall should slow Gawain down.
[X] Run. Fly, if you have to. Just keep away until someone else interferes.
[X] Get behind Gawain's Master. Use her as a human shield.
[X] Write-in.
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Information Matrix- Saber of Black (Max), Archer, Rider, Berserker of Black 1
Mortifer
Embrace your inner lunatic. Fun times guaranteed.
- Location
- Under a rock.
Status
Class: Saber
True Name: Gawain
Alignment: Lawful Good
Parameters
Strength B+
Endurance: B
Agility: B+
Mana: A
Luck: A
Skills
Magic Resistance: B
A high ranking Magic Resistance that cancels spells of chants with three verses or lower. Even if targeted by high ranking thaumaturgy of greater rituals, it is difficult for the Servant to be affected.
Riding: B
Most vehicles can be handled with above average skill. However, cannot ride the likes of Phantasm Races such as Monstrous Beasts.
Numeral of the Saint: EX
Amongst the Celts, the number "3" is held sacred. When the sun is in certain positions, which it is in during the three hours between 9am and middeay and the three hours between 3pm and sunset, one's power increases. As the Knight of the Sun, Gawain benefits from a threefold multiplication of his powers during this time. As a result, while the sun is in those positions, Gawain evolves into a Hero who can match even mighty Heracles.
Charisma: E
A natural talent for commanding an army. At this low level, leadership skills increase, but the morale of troops decrease extremely during the course of its use. Charisma is a rare talent, but in rare cases, there are things that can affect the personality development of the owner. In the case of Sir Gawain, this resulted in a "Natural Knight" against whom no one could object.
Noble Phantasm
Excalibur Galantine - The Reborn Sword of Victory
Rank: A+
Description: The shining sword possessed by Sir Gawain, the Knight of the Sun. It is a sister-sword to Excalibur, given away by the Lady of the Lake at the same time as the original sword. Its legend is weaker, due to the overwhelming shadow given off by Excalibur. It is said that the swords radiant glow and warmth is derived from the miniature sun that has been set in its hilt.
It is a sword whose power increases the higher the sun is in the sky, reaching its full power approximately ten minutes before noon, and is at its weakest ten minutes before midnight. The activation function of Galantine does not work when there is no sun in the sky.
The Green Girdle - The Knight's Eternal Shame
Rank: B
Description: In one of his most famous tales, Sir Gawain engaged in a 'Christmas Game' with a certain Green Knight. Allowing his head to be cut off by Gawain, the Green Knight re-attached it, and told Gawain to come to him in a year and a day, so that he may return the blow.
As that moment drew close, Gawain came to a nearby location, and stayed with a Lord and Lady for several days before the moment he would be beheaded. Gawain swore to give the Lord all that the Lady gave him when the Lord went hunting, and at first, Gawain kept that promise, even going as far as giving the Lord the kisses the Lady gave to him. However, on the final night, the Lady gave Gawain this magic Girdle, promising him that it would keep him safe from harm. Gawain, unable to resist temptation, hid this from the Lord.
This Noble Phantasm defends it's user from damage, reducing the damage of every blow to a third, before returning the full damage to Gawain when he is no longer in damage.
At the end of the tale, it was revealed that the Green Knight was the Lord who Gawain had stayed with, and the Green Knight withheld the full might of his blows. In the end, the Knight only gave Gawain a single cut, saying it was for hiding the Girdle. In his shame, Gawain swore to wear the Girdle as a symbol of his failure as a Knight. In reaction to this, the Knights of the Round Table took to wearing green sashes, in recognition for Gawain's adventures.
Because of this, two limitations are in place of this Noble Phantasm. First, the attacker must be aware of the Girdle, either by being told of it, or by seeing it. Second, whoever wears it must be acting honourably, as a Knight of the Round Table would. If the wearer was to act without honour, then all the wounds stored by the Girdle will be unleashed on them threefold.
Class: Saber
True Name: Gawain
Alignment: Lawful Good
Parameters
Strength B+
Endurance: B
Agility: B+
Mana: A
Luck: A
Skills
Magic Resistance: B
A high ranking Magic Resistance that cancels spells of chants with three verses or lower. Even if targeted by high ranking thaumaturgy of greater rituals, it is difficult for the Servant to be affected.
Riding: B
Most vehicles can be handled with above average skill. However, cannot ride the likes of Phantasm Races such as Monstrous Beasts.
Numeral of the Saint: EX
Amongst the Celts, the number "3" is held sacred. When the sun is in certain positions, which it is in during the three hours between 9am and middeay and the three hours between 3pm and sunset, one's power increases. As the Knight of the Sun, Gawain benefits from a threefold multiplication of his powers during this time. As a result, while the sun is in those positions, Gawain evolves into a Hero who can match even mighty Heracles.
Charisma: E
A natural talent for commanding an army. At this low level, leadership skills increase, but the morale of troops decrease extremely during the course of its use. Charisma is a rare talent, but in rare cases, there are things that can affect the personality development of the owner. In the case of Sir Gawain, this resulted in a "Natural Knight" against whom no one could object.
Noble Phantasm
Excalibur Galantine - The Reborn Sword of Victory
Rank: A+
Description: The shining sword possessed by Sir Gawain, the Knight of the Sun. It is a sister-sword to Excalibur, given away by the Lady of the Lake at the same time as the original sword. Its legend is weaker, due to the overwhelming shadow given off by Excalibur. It is said that the swords radiant glow and warmth is derived from the miniature sun that has been set in its hilt.
It is a sword whose power increases the higher the sun is in the sky, reaching its full power approximately ten minutes before noon, and is at its weakest ten minutes before midnight. The activation function of Galantine does not work when there is no sun in the sky.
The Green Girdle - The Knight's Eternal Shame
Rank: B
Description: In one of his most famous tales, Sir Gawain engaged in a 'Christmas Game' with a certain Green Knight. Allowing his head to be cut off by Gawain, the Green Knight re-attached it, and told Gawain to come to him in a year and a day, so that he may return the blow.
As that moment drew close, Gawain came to a nearby location, and stayed with a Lord and Lady for several days before the moment he would be beheaded. Gawain swore to give the Lord all that the Lady gave him when the Lord went hunting, and at first, Gawain kept that promise, even going as far as giving the Lord the kisses the Lady gave to him. However, on the final night, the Lady gave Gawain this magic Girdle, promising him that it would keep him safe from harm. Gawain, unable to resist temptation, hid this from the Lord.
This Noble Phantasm defends it's user from damage, reducing the damage of every blow to a third, before returning the full damage to Gawain when he is no longer in damage.
At the end of the tale, it was revealed that the Green Knight was the Lord who Gawain had stayed with, and the Green Knight withheld the full might of his blows. In the end, the Knight only gave Gawain a single cut, saying it was for hiding the Girdle. In his shame, Gawain swore to wear the Girdle as a symbol of his failure as a Knight. In reaction to this, the Knights of the Round Table took to wearing green sashes, in recognition for Gawain's adventures.
Because of this, two limitations are in place of this Noble Phantasm. First, the attacker must be aware of the Girdle, either by being told of it, or by seeing it. Second, whoever wears it must be acting honourably, as a Knight of the Round Table would. If the wearer was to act without honour, then all the wounds stored by the Girdle will be unleashed on them threefold.
Status
Class: Archer
True Name:
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Parameters
Strength: C
Endurance: C
Agility: C
Mana: B
Luck: A
Skills
Independent Action: A
Archer spent decades away from home, travelling either alone, or in a small group. As a result of spending such long periods of time, either independent or close to it, Archer possesses the ability to last two weeks without a Master.
Magic Resistance: C+
The ability to resist magic.
Class: Archer
True Name:
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Parameters
Strength: C
Endurance: C
Agility: C
Mana: B
Luck: A
Skills
Independent Action: A
Archer spent decades away from home, travelling either alone, or in a small group. As a result of spending such long periods of time, either independent or close to it, Archer possesses the ability to last two weeks without a Master.
Magic Resistance: C+
The ability to resist magic.
Status
Class: Rider
True Name:
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Parameters
Strength: D
Endurance: D
Agility: C
Mana: A
Luck: C
Skills
Riding: A
Can ride Divine Beasts, even Dragons, with control enough that this skill should be of much higher Rank. However, beasts that are not Divine cannot be ridden, and the use of this skill on mechanical mounts is limited.
Magic Resistance: E
Rider has no feats in resisting Magic, and thus has this skill at the lowest possible rank.
Class: Rider
True Name:
Alignment: Neutral Evil
Parameters
Strength: D
Endurance: D
Agility: C
Mana: A
Luck: C
Skills
Riding: A
Can ride Divine Beasts, even Dragons, with control enough that this skill should be of much higher Rank. However, beasts that are not Divine cannot be ridden, and the use of this skill on mechanical mounts is limited.
Magic Resistance: E
Rider has no feats in resisting Magic, and thus has this skill at the lowest possible rank.
Status
Class: Berserker
True Name:
Alignment: Chaotic Evil/Chaotic Insane
Parameters
Strength: C (B)
Endurance: C (B)
Agility: D (C)
Mana: E (D)
Luck: E
Skills
Mad Enhancement: B+
The exchange of sanity for strength.
Class: Berserker
True Name:
Alignment: Chaotic Evil/Chaotic Insane
Parameters
Strength: C (B)
Endurance: C (B)
Agility: D (C)
Mana: E (D)
Luck: E
Skills
Mad Enhancement: B+
The exchange of sanity for strength.
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- Location
- Canada
So I'm guessing Odyssyus as archer, and Medea as assassin?
Mortifer
Embrace your inner lunatic. Fun times guaranteed.
- Location
- Under a rock.
Information Matrix is up.
Saber is Maxed, because you knew him in life. Everyone else has had their skills edited, to prevent spoilers.
...Not that it was needed.
Medea isn't Assassin, but you got Archer in one.
Saber is Maxed, because you knew him in life. Everyone else has had their skills edited, to prevent spoilers.
...Not that it was needed.
Medea isn't Assassin, but you got Archer in one.
Khawy
TITANNNNNNNNNNN
- Location
- The United States of America
Medea Rider
burningclaw2
The Power of the Tomato!
Can we use Lancer as a shield?
EnderofWorlds
Kneel, mongrel
- Location
- My Ship of Light in the Cosmos
Is it already time for the "Lancer died!" "You bastards!" jokes?
Seriously though, Gawain is probably one of the few Servants capable of giving Vlad a run for his money, even with the fame boost. Especially if it's still daylight and Numeral of the Saint is online.
BlackHadou
Bunny-Sensei
Pretty sure its midnight.
Mortifer
Embrace your inner lunatic. Fun times guaranteed.
- Location
- Under a rock.
Is it already time for the "Lancer died!" "You bastards!" jokes?
Seriously though, Gawain is probably one of the few Servants capable of giving Vlad a run for his money, even with the fame boost. Especially if it's still daylight and Numeral of the Saint is online.
Fortunately for you, IIRC, the Yggdmillenia did their summons at a bit past midnight. Numeral of the Saint isn't currently active, unless someone proves me wrong here.
EnderofWorlds
Kneel, mongrel
- Location
- My Ship of Light in the Cosmos
Nope, you're right; Yggdmillenia did the summoning at around 2 AM. I actually forgot about that.
How the fuck is that even C.
Luck is not increased?
[X] Nope the fuck out of there: Dematerialize and phase through the floor.
-[X] Don't remember to say hi to Gawain. You are old friends after all.
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Mortifer
Embrace your inner lunatic. Fun times guaranteed.
- Location
- Under a rock.
Same reason that Siegfried's Animal Dialogue is C. It should be higher, but it's too focused and brought down a lot.
There are four things you can ride, in order of desirableness:
1. Dragons(Super Phantasmal Beasts)
2. Divine Beasts
3. Other Phantasmal Beasts
-3a. Monster Beasts
4. Ordinary shit
Most riders only have 2-4, or even only 4(B rank). It's hardly "focused" when it is about things that you actually want to have.
wolfy quit acting like youre an authority on this shit
it doesn't fly in the TM thread and it won't fly here
just drop it and let the rest of us enjoy the ride
Mortifer
Embrace your inner lunatic. Fun times guaranteed.
- Location
- Under a rock.
It is when you consider that it is impossible to get Divine Beasts or higher without a Noble Phantasm.
'Can only ride one mount' isn't the sort of thing that would earn a high rank, even if the mount it very powerful.