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[The person of indeterminate gender speaking through the locket looked rather fearsome if only for the armor they were wearing which bore a thematic scheme much like that of a great demon. Looking past that however, one may see that, without the large spike jutting from the iron helm sitting on their head, the person in question was likely no more then five feet in height at best, a size that somewhat diminished the effect of fear their armor was supposed to instill in others.

Without being able to see their face, it was a bit hard to tell just what Mordred was thinking at the moment. But from the rather calm and collected tone of her voice made it seem almost as if she was attending to errands, rather then speaking of anything of great import or substance.]

Something has been weighing on my mind since my arrival here, aside from the obvious question of why I've been called upon to fight a war such as this... that being upon which criteria the rulers of this land based their selection of whom they summon. If any kind soul would be gracious enough to share what they know of the process I would be eternally grateful, though I'm afraid that I can offer little in return for such information.

Now that I have finally found how to restrict my speech through this device, I recall that you wished to speak in private. I imagine now is as good a time as any, so you have my full attention milady, take as much time as you wish.

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I've heard as much from the other pale and sickly looking Saber not long after I arrived. But I will put no stock in either of your words until I can confirm for myself if the Grail of my world is corrupt or not. I owe myself and my Master that much.

[Mordred was cocky and more then a bit stubborn, it would take more then a few rough warning to make her stray her from her quest for the Holy Grail.]

I'm afraid I've never heard of a place by that name. the Grail War in which I'm taking part is currently being held in a small town in Romania called Trifas.

[ Rin just shrugs dismissively at that. There's a possibility that in another world the Grail was as holy as the name implied and could create a true miracle. ]

That's odd.

If the leylines in Romania were capable of supporting that level of supernatural activity, why wouldn't we have the ritual there? As far as I know, it's probably run dry due to gypsy magic and the rumored grounds of bloodsuckers.

You're certain of this, Saber?

Yes, unless both my Master and the knowledge gifted to me by the Grail were both horribly off, I see no reason to believe it was anywhere but Romania. As to why they chose that backwater town however, I have no idea. It may have had something to do with the legend of one of the Black Servants, or some whim of the Yggdmillennia family, but I cannot say for sure one way or another.

[ It wouldn't surprise her to hear of a vampire being called as a Servant, but calling a monster like that a Heroic Spirit seems downright insulting. ]

Isn't it a bit unfair? I was supposed to be the one telling you everything and yet here you are telling me of things that fail to add up with my own recollection. Fourteen Servants... which meant there were fourteen Masters as well?

Wait--that family? Did I hear that correctly...

It is a bit amusing, I suppose. I had come here with intention of learning from you, yet here I am leading the conversation myself.!

[Mordred laughed. It felt good to be the one in the know for once.]

You did, the Yggdmillennia family makes up the entirety of the Black faction while my Master and the rest of the Red is made up of freelance Magi. Between the two there are indeed fourteen Masters in total, just as the same as there are servants.

[ It won't last long. Rin's the kind of girl who gets even and she refuses to be in anyone's debt for long. Enjoy the flicker of power..! ]

Ehh, that's really strange.

That family is known, but it's not that great in my world. They mostly pick up stragglers that aren't connected to powerful families and their circuits, no, it just seems strange that seven of them could become Masters in a single war. It appears as though this Red faction seems to follow the rules of the war themselves while the other... no, that's not right. There's something foul about it.

I'm afraid I don't know how they managed to take such a commanding presence as of late. Though hearing that does makes me wish I would have asked my Master more about the War itself and less about the strange arts his family practiced.

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Strange arts..? Don't tell me you got saddled up with an irresponsible kind of Master? Those are just insufferable to deal with. [ She sounds as if she's speaking from experience even if she's only a Master herself. ] I guess it doesn't matter here unless he accidentally shows up.

You mentioned a commanding presence. What did you mean exactly by that?

He is a necromancer by trade and has a tendency to traffic with the dead and reside where they rest. He even had the nerve to summon me in the middle of a graveyard! What nerve... that being said, he is not a terrible man. Just one who's profession I could do without.

And I only refer to how they have seven masters all working together as one while the Red is only a loose skeleton of unrelated Magi. The odds would be against our victory, it would seem.

[ She thinks on the phrase a bit, taking in the words commanding and presence and using them to slowly build up an idea of just what her identity may be. Sorry, that's just how she is. ]

You're right. It's just odd to think of magi as having a commanding presence since they often prefer to stay in the shadows and... well, they aren't exactly necromancers, but your Master is better suited to be one than most.

Which Servants have you met here? You mentioned the Englishman Berserker--[ Rin knows that one, but the fact there are two here makes it harder to differentiate. ]--and Saber. There is another Berserker, one who rides with dark armor, and two Lancers.

[ And as much as she would prefer to keep this last one a secret, he has too big of a mouth to do so. ]

There's also a Rider. Berserker, one of the Lancers, Saber and Rider all come from the same war at different points of time here from my understanding.

In addition to the ones you mentioned, I've also met the Lancer calling himself Cú Chulainn while out on a hunt. He was quite insistent on giving his true name, which I found odd for a servant.

[Perhaps he simply didn't fear his name being made public due to lack of a Grail War? Mordred couldn't say for sure beyond it being strange to her.]

The same war? Interesting. It's a wonder they haven't torn each others throats out by now.

But I must ask, I've heard much talk of people being taken from different times, rather then just places. How exactly is this possible?

[ Leave it to Lancer to be forthright in giving his name. She has no commentary for that other than her usual quips regarding him so she focuses on the question she can answer. ]

A combination of the second and fifth magics. Parallel worlds and different points in time. The rules we have known in our world are casually thrown out here.

[Mordred's head swam a bit at the mere mention of so many magical and technical terms. The world of magic was a complicated one, far more so then the small Servant had ever known.]

Urgh...I'm not sure I understand what all that even means.

Is it anything like the magic used to summon servants from different times to the Grail War?

[To compare it to something she actually understood.]

Yes, it's along those lines. Magics of that nature are usually designated to a single sorcerer, but this world defies the rules involving us. That's why there are so many Servants and Masters from various wars.

It seriously pisses me off. [ Lots of things do, but this one in particular rubs her the wrong way. ]

Interesting, there must be something very strange going on in this world for such powerful magic to be in play perpetually.

Is there any other information you require of me?

No, not for now, Saber.

Only that I hope to see you again soon. There are some things better discussed in person.

Very well, till next we meet my lady, I wish you the best of luck.

[And with that Mordred cut the feed.]

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zzz been too busy irl hopefully this is the last of my slack <3

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