“Oh I will GLADLY. I have become quite intolerant of those of his position as well as ideals. Simply because one sits on a fancy chair doesn’t give them control over the world.”
“ Perhaps not, but never has that stopped men like His Radiance
from daring to TAKE the world. In either case, DO remain this
wall you serve to be. It’ll grant me my opportunity to break you
in return for my prior.. embarrassments. ”
“Lest you forget, on our last encounter you were the one who lost. I wouldn’t try to start another fight if I were you.”
Her tone gave away her amusement, while her body language was relaxed. She didn’t fear the man standing before her, though that didn’t mean she let her guard down. Having someone oppose her was a welcomed change to the suffocating admiration she received in Ishgard nowadays.
“Very admirable of you, I didn’t imagine a legatus to take up a soldier’s patrol. Definitely a league above Gaius, I’m impressed. But then again, it’s not hard to surpass him.”
“ Ah yes, how good of you to REMIND me-- ”
And there it is, the pain-staking sting of unwanted remembrance. Still, he lets
not the opening of old wounds. Better they turn to scars sooner than yield him
even more injuries. He’s suffered enough humiliation for the time being.
“ I needn’t hear this ill-speak of van Baelsar. Permit the
dead and gone to remain just that. ”
A sigh escapes the Legatus, arms slowly shifting to fold over his chest. What
did this want? Beyond her wandering too close to the flame of Castrum Solus.
He seeks not another battle with her.. NOT YET.
“Never before have I heard of a weapon like yours. I have witnessed crossbows and firearms with incredible prowess, but desiring melee combat would generally require a switch of arms. You said you call it a gunblade?”
Queer as it was, riddled with polarities unfit for neither sword nor gun. Fascination highlighted the green in her eyes as the engravings familiarized themselves with her visual palette; the trinket, the pattern – do they serve as placement for a form of personal symbolism? Excalibur’s markings were bestowed throughout the unsung eras before her birth ( as a wise man once told her ), so its uniqueness was not entirely committed to her.
“Intricate designs were emblems of privilege. Caliburn was a beautiful sword itself, but due to it, its strength was no more impressive than my current.” Yet it hindered naught in its process to nest a home in her heart.
“ Aye. My weapon indeed bears the label of gunblade. It is but the only
fitting label for a weapon boasting dominance betwixt gun and blade. ”
His weapon was no longer traditional in its appearance, existing as a peculiar
manifestation beyond all swords of old. Applications of magic and steel both
framing the remains of a relic fractured with age, rejuvenating it to a battle
capable form. But, could the SAME be said for its symbolism? Or, had that
continued to be lost to the times past? He often wondered--
“ You speak of another blade with importance to you? How.. unfamiliar.
To myself, this blade is one and all of what I know. ”
And yet, never to himself did he stray of the admittance that his one and only
sword now bore a warped form.
[ Cancel spells with a chant below three verses. Even if targeted by High-Thaumaturgy and Greater Rituals, it is difficult for them 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. ]
PERSONAL SKILLS:
Charisma: C
[ The natural talent to command an army. Increases the ability of allies during group battles. ]
Instinct: C
[ The power to feel the most favorable developments for oneself during battle. In this case, instinct serves only as a sense to perceive whether or not a battle should be continued. ]
Mana Burst (Cerulean Flames): A
[ The increase in performance caused by infusing one's weapons and body with magical energy and instantly expelling it. In this case, mana burst manifests as raging cerulean flames. The phenomena of this variation of mana burst is less of a burst and more like consumed fuel to produce a great flame, with the fuel being the magical energy of oneself. ]
NOBLE PHANTASMS:
Caladbolg Est: A~A++ (Anti-Unit~Anti-Army)
[ A Noble Phantasm that manifests in the form of Saber’s bastard sword. His weapon a twisted creation that merges a traditional bastard sword with that of a gun, particularly one reminiscent to a shotgun. Aside from serving as a sword, the Caladbolg Est is capable of slug and spread shot techniques by firing compressed magical energies that act in twisted mimicry of a shotgun’s firing forms. This Noble Phantasm bears strong anti-unit ability, and is capable of gaining strength by feeding from Saber’s magical energies like fuel to a fire. Upon feeding off of enough magical energy, this Noble Phantasm’s ability temporarily grows to that of the Anti-Army designation, with the combined swing of sword and spread shot covering a wider radius equivalent to 180 degrees of a large room. ]
Cerulean Servant: EX (Anti-Army)
[ A cerulean heart that not only powers the Caladbolg Est’s gunblade form, but harbors a slumbering power. To arouse this power into awakening, one must supply the Caladbolg Est with magical energies beyond that of the level usual to simply empowering the Caladbolg Est. Upon feeding enough, the phrase of “ Servant enkindle--! ” will cause the Caladbolg Est to disengage its limiters, exposing the cerulean heart and project the acquired energy over Saber’s form as a massive apparition of cerulean flames resembling a great tiger. The ensuing phenomena is a charge of the apparition followed as ten powerful swings perceived as a lone one, power mighty enough to lay to rest many a man at once. This power, to awaken even momentarily, requires great amounts of magical energy that, in most cases, will temporarily leave Saber a weakened, limping mess comparable to an engine that’s overheated. ]
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