[ Helping with the construction of the outposts has been nice for Gray. Given clear, straightforward tasks, it's easy for her to make herself useful; she pours her not inconsiderable magical energy into helping with the heavy lifting, slicing down trees and lugging timber for some time before taking a break to recoup her energy.
That's how she finds herself wandering the outpost in search of a nice spot to lounge around at. In the process she begins to sense a presence — one that isn't wholly unfamiliar, as it's been in the outpost for some time just as Gray has been, but which she's been too timid to approach until now. More importantly, the presence is overflowing with magical energy. After Faker, Mordred, and Ashiya Douman, Gray is beginning to become very familiar with this sort of presence... but this one might be more pure than all of them, elevated in perhaps the same sense as Set. It might be better for Gray to steer clear, but even she's prone to curiosity. As scary as Servants can be, they're a link to the world she knew, the world her mentor lived in.
To her surprise, what she finds is a beautiful woman with a thoughtful smile as warm as sunshine directed over the farmlands. Gray ends up staring from a distance for longer than intended, and she's mortified to realize it as she's caught in the act. An apology is loaded on her lips when the woman (Servant?) quickly laughs it off and offers an invitation. Gray's eyes instantly lock onto the unlabeled bottle. ]
Ah... no thank you. I don't drink.
[ Not even 17 and already sober for the rest of her life... Still, she slowly makes her way closer to the woman like a woodland creature coming out of the bushes for a treat, her wariness present but retreating in small pieces. ]
5A!
That's how she finds herself wandering the outpost in search of a nice spot to lounge around at. In the process she begins to sense a presence — one that isn't wholly unfamiliar, as it's been in the outpost for some time just as Gray has been, but which she's been too timid to approach until now. More importantly, the presence is overflowing with magical energy. After Faker, Mordred, and Ashiya Douman, Gray is beginning to become very familiar with this sort of presence... but this one might be more pure than all of them, elevated in perhaps the same sense as Set. It might be better for Gray to steer clear, but even she's prone to curiosity. As scary as Servants can be, they're a link to the world she knew, the world her mentor lived in.
To her surprise, what she finds is a beautiful woman with a thoughtful smile as warm as sunshine directed over the farmlands. Gray ends up staring from a distance for longer than intended, and she's mortified to realize it as she's caught in the act. An apology is loaded on her lips when the woman (Servant?) quickly laughs it off and offers an invitation. Gray's eyes instantly lock onto the unlabeled bottle. ]
Ah... no thank you. I don't drink.
[ Not even 17 and already sober for the rest of her life... Still, she slowly makes her way closer to the woman like a woodland creature coming out of the bushes for a treat, her wariness present but retreating in small pieces. ]
The farmers gave that to you?