Adapted from 'Fate/GPT' over on Spacebattles. In which a cabal of morally dubious xenos decide to create a 'False Moon-Cell' and throw a bunch of hand picked shmucks into it to do a Murder-Death-Kill. Hijinks ensue. Escalation occurs. Such is the na...
The sun set as Nami carefully prepared the curry in the small, cozy kitchen. The spicy aroma permeated the room, invoking memories of days she spent studying Magecraft under her teacher's guidance.
Thoughts of him weighed on her heart; he had been wrestling with his personal demons, and Nami knew that participation in the Holy Grail War would only worsen his condition.
She could not let that happen. For Nami, the mere idea of him enduring more pain was unbearable.
And so, there was only one thing to be done...
Stirring the curry, her gaze wandered to a newspaper spread out on the kitchen table — the same one her teacher read every morning, linking him to the world he'd left behind for their current, hermit lifestyle.
Nami resolved to make her decision: she would represent him in the Holy Grail War. Although not the most adept mage, her resourcefulness and adaptability had always been her strengths. So it was that she knew she'd adapt to this latest hand life had dealt her, and find a way to get out of it in one piece.
Drawing a deep breath, Nami positioned the curry and newspaper before her, employing them as an improvised catalyst. She might not have possessed a magnificent relic or esteemed artifact, but these humble items, teeming with personal significance, might yet connect her to the right Servant.
Beginning the summoning ritual, a rush of wind whipped through the room, making the newspaper rustle. Energy pulsed through Nami as red command seals formed on her right hand, binding her to the Servant she beckoned. Bright light flooded the space, and when it waned, a man stood there.
Donning an all-green ensemble, he seemed accustomed to woodland life. He wielded a yew cow casually, his hooded head surveying the room calmly.
It was then that recognition flashed in Nami's eyes — and she realized who her Servant was...
"I am the Archer-class Servant, Robin Hood," he introduced, giving a courteous nod. "I've heeded your summons, Master. So, what do you wanna do now?"
It astounded Nami how her simple catalysts had summoned this esteemed hero. Yet, observing him, she sensed a harmony between them — both valued resourcefulness and sought righteousness. Together, they might just conquer the Holy Grail War's challenges.
With the impending battles looming, they needed to strategize. Robin Hood's presence invigorated Nami. The Holy Grail War's venue beckoned, and time was of the essence. Guilt gnawed at her for concealing her participation from her teacher, but she shook off those feelings; she needed to focus on the task at hand.
The Star of David-shaped Command Seals on her right hand's back subtly throbbed, a firm reminder of her Master status and the weighty responsibility that came with it. Quickly, she covered it up with a glove, and moved on to taking her first steps in preparation of the oncoming conflict.
Journeying to the meeting ground coordinated the Grail War Supervisor had left to Nami's dear teacher, the pair exchanged tales. Robin shared stories of his outlaw days, his just conflict against the corrupt forces plaguing his home, and his undying dedication to aiding the needy. Nami, in turn, divulged her backstory, her motivations for joining the Holy Grail War, and her aspirations.
Robin Hood was particularly intrigued by Nami's expertise in illusion magic. He opined that her abilities could well be instrumental in their battles, providing an edge to outsmart foes.
As they traveled, trust and fellowship blossomed between them. Aware of the Holy Grail War's stakes, they comprehended the imminent dangers. To have a fighting chance, they couldn't afford any reservations.
Upon reaching the meeting grounds, palpable tension enveloped them. Faced with the vast unknown, Nami oscillated between exhilaration and trepidation. But Robin Hood's presence bolstered her confidence.
A mysterious, cloaked figure awaited them from a distance, exuding an enigmatic aura.
"Ah, I see the second pair has arrived. Seeking the grail... but... will you claim it? We shall see, won't we? This way, please, it won't be much longer now..."
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Addendum: Character Profile
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Master: Nami
Appearance: An orange haired teenager with a smile that says everything will be fine. She is quite small compared to girls of her age, which might be the reason why she is so energetic.
About: She learned Magecraft from a Magus who left his family, rather than joining the rest of his kin in their search for the Root. She and her teacher both agreed that they would rather lose whatever opportunities they might've had in wider Mage society than engage with it. Seeing it as a messed up mess of cruel politics and crueler unethical research practices, to say nothing of the more monstrous Magecraft disciplines.
She ends up joining the Holy Grail to replace her teacher without his knowledge, believing herself more likely to survive in comparison to him.
She doesn't have a wish and plans to let her Servant have it for their efforts.
Abilities: She is under-educated for a Magus. Even so, she is resourceful with what little power and knowledge that she possesses.
Her Magecraft specializes on illusion, making it easier to thieve, and easier still to escape should she be caught.
Her Command Seals are shaped like the Star of David, Nami choosing to cover the right hand that bears them with a glove.
Catalyst: It is more of a sentimentality than an actual attempt to summon a specific Servant. Nami having used the curry that she always cooks, the favorite food of her teacher, and a newspaper that he always read, as the Catalyst in her summoning ritual.
Origin: Adaptation.
This origin reflects her ability to adjust and adapt to various situations in life, despite her limited magical background and resources. It also represents her innate talent for improvisation and her knack for making the most out of any situation, whether it involves Magecraft or her personal life. This origin grants her a keen intuition, allowing her to rapidly learn and employ new tactics, making her a more versatile and unpredictable Master in the Holy Grail War.
