Meddler [Caster]

[attr="class","crachel"]Alexander Sorel

This can only end well.

It had been such a long time since she had been given form. Caster had been brought forth by this young Mage's summoning ritual as intended. The catalyst he had used had called to her instantly, and so she found herself standing before the young male as the light began to fade. Her golden eyes settled heavily upon her Master as she looked him over quietly. Was this who she was to be bound to? Her head tilted to the side before her lips curled into a half smile as she folded her hands in front of her. "You have called me forth, Master. Your Servant class, Caster, has answered your summon as you bid," she greeted demurely.

Slowly she allowed her gaze to take in her surroundings. The living room? The Grail supplied her with basic knowledge of the time she had been summoned into, but knowledge was not a replacement for experience after all. The hem of her dress trailed along the floor as she stepped from the center of the summoning circle to close the distance to her Master. Caster lifted her head to gain a closer looks. His summoning had been a successful one, which gave her hope that her Master was a capable one. He effectively towered over her diminutive frame, but such a thing mattered little to her. Many had done the same in her previous life as well after all.

"I hope our partnership will be a fruitful one." Caster wondered if he would be satisfied with who he had summoned forth. Many did not seek out those of her class, since the Knight classes were often stronger. At the very least, she was satisfied with the mana he would help to supply her with. To have the chance to experience this world and time on her own merit would be such a welcome gift. She was thankful to him for that alone, and for the chance to seek out the Holy Grail as well. Nearly all who participated had a wish in their hearts in a hope to be given life.

[attr="class","crachel"]Alexander Sorel

I love Azura. <3

Her head tilted to the side when she felt the weight of his palm against her cheek. Caster had not been expecting that reaction to her presence, but it should not surprise her. Her lips curled into an understanding smile as she merely shook her head. "No need to apologize, Master. As you can see, your summoning was successful. You are my anchor to this world, for which I thank you." If only she had all the time in the world to experience this time as she would like to. The Grail gave her the necessities she needed to survive, but it was only through her own eyes that she would truly know.

"I hope I do not disappoint you, then. I may not be the Servant class you were hoping for, but I am not helpless." Caster knew she would not be able to face the other Servants in a head on match, but she was confident in her own skills. There were so many ways to disarm a foe without even engaging them in close range after all. Besides, the magecraft of her time far outstripped what was used by the mages of this era. If he believed himself to be an unsurpassed magus, then he would soon learn of her capabilities. A woman did have to have her pride after all, no? She glanced over her shoulder as he pointed to the alter that held the catalyst of her summoning.

Caster turned from her Master and walked towards the alter with a shadowed expression. Slim fingers grasped the silken fabric of the veil as she considered her luck. Of all the things to summon her with! "Yes, this was mine in my former life. Thank you for acquiring it, Master. It will be most useful to me," she murmured. With a practiced ease, she slid the veil over her cheeks and secured it into place. She turned back to him with another dazzling smile before she gestured her hand to him. "If we are to be partners, then I would like to know your name and capabilities."

[attr="class","crachel"]Alexander Sorel

Hahah, very funny. So not.

An ambiguous smile crossed her lips as she spoke of helpless heroes. Perhaps it would be quite the paradox, but Caster could think of a few heroes that would fall under such a thing. She had known so many heroes during her former life after all. "Perhaps, perhaps not. The first thing you should learn is to never underestimate a Servant on how they appear alone," she warned lightly. Empires had been toppled by less after all. Her expression became somewhat melancholic at that train of thought, but there was little use in mourning for what could not be changed. For now she began to circle the living area she had been summoned to. It never ceased to amaze her how mankind never ceased to move forward with their accomplishments.

"I hope you continue to believe so, Master," she replied demurely. Amusement danced through her golden eyes at how happy he was to speak to himself. Oh, yes, this was someone she could work easily with. This Alexander Sorel was familiar to her in the sense of how he acted. Such assurance in his capabilities and how far they would carry him in war. Would he continue to believe so? Would he wish to claim the Grail because only he was worthy, or because he wished to prove himself worthy? "Do you wish for me to address you by your first name or title? I imagine it would be less conspicuous of me in public. Of course, I can simply stay in my astral form until you have need of me. I am your tool to use in this war."

A Gandr user? Perhaps the curse would be useful against the other Masters, but it would not aid him against a Servant. Caster paused for a moment as she considered what else she would like to ask him. "Why do you wish for the Grail, if I may ask? You seem to live quite a comfortable life already. Do you wish for more? Or to leave your mark on the world for everyone to know of you?"