-considers this for a moment-
-exhales, looking forward-
-looks back at Archer-
I don't know a whole lot about my father.
Well... -pauses, trying to figure out how to explain this-
-shakes her head- It's complex. I came back because I figured he'd still be hanging around here.
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOIThere's this-
Caster, that we're taking to calling Red Winter. Because that's his- special ability.
He's targeting Servants, independent of that- Grail war thing.
Assassin is one of his accomplices.
And we're basically trying to pin them down and finish them- they're powerful and good at hiding.
At the moment, its' kind of a stalemate. Especially now, since the last time we fought them, my servant, Berserker, was killed by their Caster- using a curse embodying the very quality of death itself.
Hmm... That's- fair enough.
What even happened that took you away from him, do you know?
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postThe Caster wore this suit, sort of a late 21st century, Latin calendar, kind of suit. Pale, graying hair... kind of looked like a living corpse actually.
As for the Assassin... I don't think I got a good look at the actual Assassin.
I feel like I've only seen false images of him.
He certainly seems like he'd be from the early 19th century, Latin calendar.
... Which I think- I worked this out with that Caster, Mr. B who just left- is about 200 years ahead of the calendar he was familiar with.
So- for me it's 21st, for him it's 19th. And so on.
Hm. So... you- left home?
I know the feeling of wanting independence... you wanted to be free, didn't you?
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postNo, no.
I don't remember a white suit.
He was dressed like a...
Do you know of Highwaymen?
Yeah, I know that feeling. Believe me, I know that life- I was on the sea and all.
So, now that you've seen a bit of it, you're- kinda wanting to know more about your 'home', I guess?
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post...Yeah, I'm familiar with the term.
Sorry, I just wanted to make sure that my Assassin wasn't doing anything bad behind my back. (holds up her left hand with her Command Spells
)
You never know, there might be a way to contact them around here.
Like- in their rooms that they stayed in, or something.
But- I'm sure they'll be back sometime.
-nods- That's fair.
I was a Master once, but- yeah- Berserker kind of died.
I think my seals weren't on my hand though.
-shrugs- I'm pretty sure, unless it's a really good disguise and use of a false image... that it's a different Assassin.
Though we haven't met either of their masters, I believe.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post

Don't whateva' me!
I live in a constant state of fear and misery.