2:11 PM: Einzbern Castle
Magnus Edelfelt noted how his footsteps echoed throughout the hallway. Newly constructed, the castle would have been not-unlike a majestic European castle of old but for a lack of people wandering its desolate pathways. For the coming days, the castle would only be inhabited by the participants of the Heavens Feel ritual and perhaps an artificial maid or two if the host wished for at least the slightest of comforts in the isolated castle. The nearest village of Fuyuki was hardly an accomodating place to stay. In fact, calling Fuyuki a village may have been giving it too much credit. Its only saving grace was its location on a hotspot of prana. Worse still, the castle itself was located in the middle of a forest miles away from the backwater village with only a trail of prana to help guide visitors to it. Magnus jotted down each of these of complaints in his head for later usage.
At long last Edelfelt found his way to the audience chamber. It seemed he was the first guest as the three hosts were already seated.
"Einzbern, I dearly hope it was worth hosting this ritual in such an isolated location. It was rather irritating finding my way." Magnus didn't expect an answer from Justeaze. He took an empty seat next to Makiri.
"My, my, this is a dreary place."
2:12 PM. Einzbern Castle.
A long-hair Samurai carrying his katana in his hands (his wakizashi was in its customary place, stuck in his sash) entered the audience room. He bowed to Nagato.
"I came, my lord," he told him, then turned to the rest.
"My name is Aoji Nentou, and I am a vassal of lord Tohsaka and a scholar of the Rangaku school," he said in accented Dutch. "Well-met."
2:13 PM: Einzbern Castle
Magnus wiggled his eyebrows. "Oho, A samurai is it? A Japanese Knight, or so I've heard. Undying loyalty to your master, who is apparantly Lord Tohsaka over here. You sure brought an interesting fellow into the ritual. He IS a participant in the ritual, correct? Is he even capable of magecraft"
In truth, Magnus was slightly disappointed. If Nagato had a completely loyal assistant, he would be more difficult to take down. But for the moment, it would be better not to think of it lest he risk his plans of betrayal show on his face.
2:15 PM, Einzbern Castle
Liliana walked gracefully into the room. "I do hope I am not late" she said as she entered. She scanned the room and saw Zolgen first, being that he was one of the three who had organized this event. She looked to each of the others and favored them with a smile. "I look forward to this grand test of wit and prowess" she just smiled. "Oh dear, where are my manners" she bows "my name is Liliana Laurent."
I, for one, welcome our new Basketball Z overlords. All hail The Generation of Miracles! (Aomine is the best though)Nentou regarded Magnus evenly.
"I am equally able to cut you down with my sword, defeat you by intellect, or by magecraft, foreigner. Your choice," he said. "I know not of those knights you speak of, but the code of bushido — the way of the warrior — decrees that a Samurai's life belongs to his master."
2:15 PM: Einzbern Castle
"Please Sir Nentou, there is no need to become hostile, we are all friends here. I suppose it is wrong of me to question your skill as a magus, I apologize. I am sure Nagato here has trained you well."
As Liliana came into the room, Magnus stood and gave a small bow. "Ahh, good day Miss Laurent. Your reputation precedes you. It is a pleasure to have one such as yourself here as well."
Next he faced the three families. The hosts of this event. "And I'm sure we have all heard the basic idea of this, Heaven's Feel, but I'm sure we would all appreciate a detailed explanation of the events that will occur."
2:17 PM, Einzbern Castle
"So, I guess we're all here." said Makiri, standing up and bowing to the others, as customary in this land.
"Oh, don't be like that, Mister Erikson, we are all friends here. We cannot complete this ritual if we do not cooperate, after all."
Makiri's tone of voice changed, all business now.
"As for the ritual itself, it's goal is, of course, to reach Akasha. A side-effect of this punching a hole into the Root is that once it does, it could act as a wish-machine. That is, it can grant each of us a miracle. I trust that is why you all accepted my invitation, correct?" he smiled wryly at them.
"As for the Einzberns, well, they wish to regain what was lost to them."
"You may all be wondering how we did this."
"Let me tell you, my friends, it was the product of long and hard years of work. Dear Justeaze came to me in my time of need and offered me a chance, and a new purpose in life. But,ah, I don't want to bore you with the details!"
"Anyway, the ritual works like so: A massive and detailed magic circle was planned. Seven containers were prepared. Together, we would call forth, or rather, rip out seven Heroic Spirits from the Throne of Heroes itself. Massive clusters of colorless energy, malleable and controllable, they would be bound to us,seven magi who would, in turn, feed them to the magic circle. Since the said clusters of power would need an anchor to the world, magi were needed, ones with enough ability to uphold such masses of raw energy."
"After the seven clusters had been sacrificed, they would combine inside the Holy Grail, creating a singular point of power with enough energy to grant any and all miracles."
"Tonight, at midnight, we will attempt this. Each of us, in our own workshops, will summon a Heroic Spirit and place it's essence into a container. We will then sacrifice these spirits to open a path to Akasha. Each of you have been given a copy of the summoning spell, and I do hope you are ready. You must have also obtained a relic, something belonging to a hero. Alas, I cannot help you there, you should have one already. Rest assured, the three of us already have ours. We must summon at the exact same time to ensure success, and as such, we will be communicating with the use of my familiars."
He gestured towards the rainbow-colored butterflies circling around him.
"Well, that's about it, I think. Any questions?"
Nentou shook his head.
"It is clear," he said. "I have procured a relic. Lord Tohsaka knows."
He stuck his katana into his sash, near the wakizashi, and went to stand behind his lord's chair. Adopting an impassive face, he waited.
2:19 PM: Einzbern Castle
"I have nothing of my own to say. I'll continue listening if there are any important details but I'll do that while walking back to my temporary home. I will return tomorrow after the summoning."
Kayle stepped out quickly. He looked fidgety, as if uncomfortable with his peers and fellow magi. His footsteps muted, his presence quickly disappeared from the room.
2:19 PM, Einzbern Castle
Liliana listened carefully to Zolgen and thought quickly of her relic. It was going to bring her one of the greatest heroes of her homeland. But, for now, she pushed the thought aside. "Might I suggest a toast to the grand accomplishment that this grail shall represent for magi everywhere" she says as she raises her glass. She looks at the others who remain in the room. At least some of them look to believe in God but she knew, deep down, that God was on her side for she was going to summon a saint to aid her tonight.
I, for one, welcome our new Basketball Z overlords. All hail The Generation of Miracles! (Aomine is the best though)2:19 PM: Einzbern Castle
Magnus procured his own glass from apparant nothingness and hoisted it up as well. "To magecraft. May this partnership be long and fruitful for the lot of us." Magnus took a swig. He had not an artifact but none was needed for the class of assassin but for the name of Hassan. The one true assassin. And with it, he would have sole posession of the grail.
2:25 PM, Einzbern Castle
"Well fellow magi I do believe that I shall take my leave early tonight, much to prepare for. Thank you for your hospitality and I look forward to testing the strength and skill of these Servants tommorrow" Lily said as she bowed in the direction of Justeaze. As she walked toward the exit she was already deeply immersed in her own thoughts.
11:50 PM, Liliana's Home
Liliana had been deep in prayer for a few hours. Normally she did not pray for such an extended period of time but she felt it was needed for such an ambitious task. She held in her hand a small fragment, kept intact by magic, of the very stake that Jeanne d'Arc had been burnt at. The fragment had been rather tedious to hunt down but with her families resources did not prove to be a great issue.
She began the long incantation that would, according to Zolgen, bring forth her Servant. She briefly pondered what class Jeanne would be. Saber? It was possible since Jeanne was skilled with a blade. Certainly not Berserker or Archer. She finished the spell as her thoughts returned to the task at hand. A flash of brilliant light radiated from the circle as Liliana finished the spell. She covered her eyes and vainly tried to see if the spell had worked.
I assumed that Death's comment in the discussion thread meant that it was OK to summon Servants but if I'm wrong lemme know and I'll edit this into oblivion. I think I'm just being paranoid but hey, wouldn't be the first time.
I, for one, welcome our new Basketball Z overlords. All hail The Generation of Miracles! (Aomine is the best though)11:58 PM: Kikuchi Household
Kayle emptied out the blood from the three chickens. He approximated the dimensions of the summoning circle, then tossing the last drained chicken away, he picked up a bottle of whiskey and took a swig of the liquor.
Within ten minutes the ritual was ready. Soon, very soon, he would reach his goal. His beloved wife's health could be restored.
"Silver and iron to the origin. Gem and the archduke of contracts to the cornerstone. The ancestor is my great master Schweinorg.
The alighted wind becomes a wall. The gates in the four directions close, coming from the crown, the three-forked road that leads to the kingdom circulate.
Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill)."
He thought to himself. Their beautiful life could finally be restored.
"Repeat every five times.
Simply, shatter once filled.
――――I announce.
Your self is under me, my fate(doom) is in your sword.
In accordance with the resort of the Holy Grail, if you abide by this feeling, this reason, then answer.
Here is my oath. I am the one who becomes all the good of the world of the dead, I am the one who lays out all the evil of the world of the dead.
You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance ――
Yet, thou serves with thine eyes clouded in chaos.
Thou, bound in the cage of madness. I am he who command those chains."
edited 10th Sep '12 1:40:17 PM by KayleErikson
Saber — Summoning, Liliana's Home
The light had blasted forth, like a ray of light breaking through the clouds. The ground had fluctuated inward, then outward. A circle of pure prana rushed up into the heavens, only stopping at the ceiling as it broke apart, into smaller pieces as it vanished into thin air. The tornado of magical energy built another layer, then another and another.
The previously colorless energy build up turned a crimson red. Like a dragon, it let out an ear piercing roar as it exploded. The wind that swirled out was enough to knock Liliana onto her rear. The formless energy finally shaped into something recognizable. A Servant of the Saber Class, Jeanne d'Arc had appeared to Liliana. A small figure, that of a small girl in her teens. The Servant had stepped forward, extending a hand down toward her, asking the soon to be famed question: "One who has formed a contract with me, a Servant of the sword, are you my Master?"
Justeaze
Wordlessly, Justeaze departed once the heart of the matter had been addressed. Everything after would just be pointless formalities, and it was that kind of scene she couldn't stand. People just sitting around, talking pointlessly, meandering on about their lives and the weather in friendly but fruitless conversation, or perhaps just trying not to be the first one to become silent.
Instead, she returned to her quarters. She had to prepare for the summoning, and get her wits about her. The next few days were going to be hard on her. But hopefully, at the end of all of it...
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serial11:55 PM, Liliana's House
It worked. She had summoned her Servant. Lily stood up after the burst of light, which had been quite jarring, had knocked her down. She extended her hand to the woman "My name is Liliana Laurent and I am your master." She looked at the girl she had summoned. "Might I ask, are you Jeanne d'Arc" she asked noticeably tense. Had the ritual gone as intended and summoned the correct Servant. This girl certainly felt like she could be but there was only one way to be certain: Hear it from the girl herself.
I, for one, welcome our new Basketball Z overlords. All hail The Generation of Miracles! (Aomine is the best though)2:26 PM: Einzbern Castle
"My, this meeting has been awful short, hasn't it. I would have preferred having a slightly longer conversation with all of you but I suppose it cannot be helped." Magnus downed the rest of his glass. "I shall speak with you again soon. I have a few matters I would like to discuss in detail. Until then, farewell, and best of luck in your summoning." Magnus stood as well and bowed to the hosts. Then, swiftly, he left to his own residence.
12:26 AM: Temporary Edelfelt Residence
Thanks to the help of a few hypnotism spells and memory charms, Magnus Edelfelt was eating like a king despite his shabby lodgings. He dug into a plate of traditional japanese food. Though he was unaccustomed to the utensils the easterners used, forks and knives seemed sufficient for most of the dishes. Edelfelt did not dislike the taste of the foreign food. It was unusual to say the least but the seafood was quite good and the rice tasted plain but filling.
"You seem to be eating quite well."
Magnus almost turned around to see who was talking but remembered that his servant was invisible. Dematerialized. There would be no one to look at even if he did turn around. A few hours prior, he had completed the summoning ritual. After explaining his circumstances to the spirit through their prana link, he was enjoying a brief break before exploring his options.
"Indeed. I expected the asian cuisine to be more exotic and distasteful but on the contrary, it's quite delicious. Would you like some?"
"We servants have not a need to consume food for energy. We live on prana only."
"Pity. I'll be eating by my lonesome then."
"Do you think it not a good idea for me to use my noble phantasm right now?"
"Which noble phantasm was it now?"
"My Noble Phantasms are the mystic eyes of knowledge. They let me see and percieve everything. Anything and everything within a certain distance."
"Right, I was planning on using that. Now I remember."
"So shall I?"
"Indeed, please do so."
Coming together from black ashes floating together, the dust clumped up until it took the form of an old man with a white mask but black skin, as if his whole body were burnt. The All-seeing hassan. As he activated his noble phantasm, he fell onto one knee, shutting his eyes from the world for a moment. When he opened them again, they glowed blue thorugh the holes in his mask and Assassin spoke not a word.
Magnus continued trying to scoop up a glob of rice with his fork. "Well, this is rather awkward. Perhaps I should've tried a servant more pleasing to the eyes. Oh well."
edited 10th Sep '12 1:39:30 PM by neobowman
Saber — Liliana's House
The Servant simply nodded to her Master's question. There was no doubt, with the catalyst of the burning stake, that she had summoned the Servant she intended. The powerful Maiden of Orleans, a girl of the Saber class. "I am Jeanne d'Arc, and my blade is yours, Master."
Jeanne had pulled out her sword, a blade with five crosses and a red batter attached to the bottom of the hilt. "What is your request?"
Makiri Zolgen's workshop, 11: 58 pm
Now was the time. The circle was complete. The catalyst set. The miracle was ready to be born.
His familiars, those ephemeral rainbow-colored butterflies, had flown into the city, following the other magi into their workshops. They were to be used as a means of communication. Of course, Makiri hadn't given the familiars the ability to see the workshops. He respected their privacy, after all.
Makiri began the summoning. If this was done correctly...no, this WILL be done correctly! For Justeaze. Everything for Justeaze.
"Silver and iron to the origin. Gem and the archduke of contracts to the cornerstone. The ancestor is my great master Schweinorg. The alighted wind becomes a wall. The gates in the four directions close, coming from the crown, the three-forked road that leads to the kingdom circulate. Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill)."
"Repeat every five times. Simply, shatter once filled. ――――I announce. Your self is under me, my fate(doom) is in your sword. In accordance with the resort of the Holy Grail, if you abide by this feeling, this reason, then answer. Here is my oath. I am the one who becomes all the good of the world of the dead, I am the one who lays out all the evil of the world of the dead. You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance!"
Come forth, Heroic Spirit! Be the sacrifice needed to grant her wish!
Nentou's room. 11:58 PM.
Nentou sat in Seiza before the magic circle, inspecting it one last time. He took a few deep breaths. Knowledge — infinite knowledge! — will be his. Even if it meant betraying his master, even if it meant disregarding bushido... he'll get what he wanted.
He put his hand up. His crest glowed.
"Silver and iron to the origin. Gem and the archduke of contracts to the cornerstone. The ancestor is my great master Schweinorg," he started chanting the spell that foreigner taught his master.
"The alighted wind becomes a wall. The gates in the four directions close, coming from the crown, the three-forked road that leads to the kingdom circulate." The circle glowed in a purple light, illuminating his face from below.
"Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill). Shut (fill).
Repeat every five times.
Simply, shatter once filled." The light turned into a dome. It pulsed five times before shattering.
"I announce—!
Your self is under me, my doom is in your sword.
In accordance with the resort of the Holy Grail, if you abide by this feeling — this reason — then answer!" cried Nentou. A form began to take shape inside the circle.
"Here is my oath: I am the one who becomes all the good of the world of the dead. I am the one who lays out all the evil of the world of the dead.
You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance—!" The light became a blinding burst, and it was done.
When the Samurai opened his eyes, a purple-haired woman holding a weapon he did not recognise stood in the middle of the now-quiescent circle.
"You who have formed this contract with me," she whispered, "the Mounted Knight, answer: Are you my Master?"
"Yes," said Nentou. "I am Aoji Nentou, a Samurai and scholar. This I ask of you: Are you Ryofu, known as Housen?"
Truth to be told, Nentou thought there was something faulty with the summoning — Lü Bu, by all accounts, was male.
"I am Lü Bu, known as Fengxian," she whispered.
edited 12th Sep '12 1:05:21 AM by desdendelle
On empty crossroads, seek the eclipse -- for when Sol and Lua align, the lost shall find their way home.As soon as Kayle finished his incantation, the room temperature suddenly began to drop before a pillar of light and snow shot out of the center of the summoning circle; the pillar of magical cold then forming a blizzard after a few moments before violently dispersing, spreading snow and mana all over the room and leaving behind a huge, bearded muscle-bound bear of a man clad in fur and leather with a golden crucifix dangling from a chain around his neck and carrying a great-axe almost taller than Kayle himself over his shoulder. The giant scans the room and locks eyes with Kayle upon finding him before confidently swaggering towards him until the bear-man was face-to-face (well, face-to-chest) with the magus.
"You who has summoned me, Are you my master?"
Shameless Self-promotion ho!~12:00 AM. Liliana, Her Home
So she had summoned Jeanne d'Arc. Truly God was on her side for allowing her to summon this great saint. "It is my honor to meet a saint" she bowed slightly as she spoke. "Together we shall win this war and use the power of the Grail to spread God's word to all people" she said with absolute conviction "Before we do anything to prepare for battle I would greatly like to hear directly from you just how was it to recieve visions from God."
I, for one, welcome our new Basketball Z overlords. All hail The Generation of Miracles! (Aomine is the best though)Karna, Zolgen's Workshop
The summoning circle turned to bright sunlight, and the figure of a man appeared within, tall and handsome, and surrounded by a crimson red cape which shown like fire next to his golden armor. Eventually, the light died down, although the man himself still glowed as if illuminated by the sun, and it appeared the ritual had, in earnest, finished. The Heroic Spirit stood up, and addressed Zolgen plainly.
"I suppose then you are my Master?"
Justeaze
Justeaze prepared the ritual, her artifact in hand. It was a rusted spear, one belonging to the great warrior Achilles. The man was said to be invulnerable, and was even to this day one of the most well-known and lauded heroes of antiquity. Add on top of that the... advantages the Einzberns and Makiris saw fit to give their selected classes meant this wouldn't last long.
But of course that only assumed things turned bloody. Justeaze tried to tell herself that this would be over quickly, without any fuss, but she knew better. Things like this, with the Einzbern? They always turned bloody. At least this way she could sort it out quickly and be through with this whole affair.
She placed the spear in the middle of the circle she had just completed, drawn in blood, and began the ritual.
I've got new mythological machinery, and very handsome supernatural scenery. Goodfae: a mafia web serial

Better late than never, right?
30 January, year 1817, Day Zero, 2:00 PM : The newly built Einzbern Castle, Fuyuki, Japan
Today was the day. The day that the magi that were invited would arrive at the castle to finalize their plans. And tomorrow. Tomorrow was the day a miracle would be born.
Makiri Zolgen sat on a chair in the castle's audience chamber, casually sipping his tea. He couldn't help but smile when his gaze fell on Justeaze, beautiful as ever, and Nagato, that man-child.
Soon, his guests would arrive.
Yes, their hard work was about to pay off. The Einzberns would get their wish. And he would make dear Justeaze very happy.
How very wrong he was....