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"I'm in no way qualified to make tactical decisions, but I think the library is a sound enough idea. Sarai, what would you suggest? This is your area of expertise, right?"

 Sarai glances around, watching for potential danger and mutters, “Frankly, between the idea of putting the people of this city in danger, and putting one of the city’s most holy sites at risk, I’d prefer the Mount. Once again, my interests in this are solely to minimize damage and judging from last night,” Sarai cracks her neck a bit, “I’m very doubtful that we can take chances.”

((Thanks for the assist, JcAndD! On a tiny bus in the West Highlands of Scotland!))

"I'd just as soon stay in the hotel," Oz admits. "It has everything we need and a lot of simple comforts we won't be able to find anywhere else. If we can hack into their security, we can use what's already there to our benefit. And since we are unlikely to attacked there, we will always be able to chose when and where we fight. But I still think it's best to let them all kill each other. If we wait long enough, it'll be us two against one of them before long. Or 5 v 2, however you want to count it."

"If we stay here..." Dream stops speaking slowly and nearly falls asleep. "We run the risk of not being able to stay here again after our enemies destroy the building... And I think Miss Birdie would be sad... I don't want Miss Birdie to feel bad about that stuff."

With some further discussion and Imani’s relenting to Sarai’s wish, the group collectively decides on setting up base near the Mount of Olives, sufficiently away from the dangers of innocent lives. A wise decision overall, yet one can only question what far reaching effects on the war that this choice may have. Nevertheless, it is still hours before nightfall, and likely, another fight. The time has come to get prepared. Are we moving immediately to the new local, or another plan?

While Imani and the others discuss the pros and cons of being on Mount of Olives, Dream plucks Imani's phone from her purse listlessly. She seems to fiddle with it in a way that would suggest she opened some sort of game app or something. Do servants even know what mobile games are? Or mobiles? These are the questions on some minds.

But not Dream. From a bird's eye view its clear to see the little girl is reading up on political situations in the nearby area. While there is peace, there is not always peace or so the story of the world goes. In all the news articles she reads, they all seem to make mention of bases here or there. While they might not visit a library for the battle, she could certainly use the power of knowledge there as well. 

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Imani raises a hand to protest, but lets it fall. What harm could she do?

I really need to password protect that thing...

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While Imani and the others discuss the pros and cons of being on Mount of Olives, Dream plucks Imani's phone from her purse listlessly. She seems to fiddle with it in a way that would suggest she opened some sort of game app or something. Do servants even know what mobile games are? Or mobiles? These are the questions on some minds.

But not Dream. From a bird's eye view its clear to see the little girl is reading up on political situations in the nearby area. While there is peace, there is not always peace or so the story of the world goes. In all the news articles she reads, they all seem to make mention of bases here or there. While they might not visit a library for the battle, she could certainly use the power of knowledge there as well. 

Investigation: 17

 There is a military base a few miles outside the bounds of the city. For you, given your ability to walk through walls, be invisible, and even have people ignore you, you could easily make off with a good chunk of military-grade weaponry. However, you get the feeling that it would likely take until evening, leaving Imani, and yourself, alone. If that is what you want to do, however, that is your prerogative. You would definitely be outside the range to receive mana from her, which is worth noting. So, no regenerating with hit die and no pulling from her spell slots for your Noble Phantasm.

Caster volunteers to go with Assassin. “We could easily teleport back to the group, should the need arise.”

"And leave us normies alone? We should all go. We can find a place to hide off base while you sneak in." Oz suggests.

“That is...inadvisable. You would be safer in our fortress, as soon as we are able to set it up. I will create traps and safety measures for you, and I would be but a teleport spell away to protect you.”

Sarai’s eyes light up at the prospect of free military hardware. “Yes, please.”

"Alright," Oz relents. "Just see if you can get some cameras. It would help a lot to have some comms too. Asking for more drones is probably getting greedy. I'm certain Sarai would like a gun that actually hurt servants." He looks to the other mortals to see if he forgot anything.

"Caster, would it be possible for you to come with us to Harry Potter the fortress before you invade a military base? You had mentioned something about camouflage..."

We are definitely going to die tonight, she thinks.

"Does... Anybody... Have a dufflebag?" Dreams lays down and seems to drift off.

(I am ready to do this heist and the masters can sort out what they are doing.)

Caster agrees to Imani's plan. "Let's set it up, then. As soon as we have the fortress established, I will cast the mirage arcane around it, followed by several traps laid about the interior."

Imani plucks her cell phone out of Dream's hands and pockets it. As they round a corner and find themselves in an otherwise abandoned alley, her lips twitch in a secret smile. "Okay, dream team. I'd say it's time we got a move on. No offense, Caster, but I'd rather not end up on Mount Everest instead of the Mount of Olives, so..."

She brings her thumb and forefinger to her lips and lets loose a high, sharp whistle, raising her other hand overhead as though she's hailing a cab (Imani casts find vehicle!). Suddenly a sleek, black Mercedes GLS SUV materializes in front of the group. Imani once again casts mask of many faces and only her clothes change: she now sports a crisp slate drivers uniform (complete with hat and gloves). She smiles hugely and opens the rear passenger door invitingly. "If you all would be so kind?"

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Imani plucks her cell phone out of Dream's hands and pockets it. As they round a corner and find themselves in an otherwise abandoned alley, her lips twitch in a secret smile. "Okay, dream team. I'd say it's time we got a move on. No offense, Caster, but I'd rather not end up on Mount Everest instead of the Mount of Olives, so..."

She brings her thumb and forefinger to her lips and lets loose a high, sharp whistle, raising her other hand overhead as though she's hailing a cab (Imani casts find vehicle!). Suddenly a sleek, black Mercedes GLS SUV materializes in front of the group. Imani once again casts mask of many faces and only her clothes change: she now sports a crisp slate drivers uniform (complete with hat and gloves). She smiles hugely and opens the rear passenger door invitingly. "If you all would be so kind?"

 As Imani whistles, an amorphous blob of liquid stone swells up in front of her. It bubbles and hisses as the mud condenses down into the form of a Mercedes GLS SUV. The mud then boils off to reveal a slick black and red paint job beneath it. Gothic steel lines the rimming of the vehicle, culminating in a demonic, bestial face in the grill of the car with two burning, red, feline-like eyes that dart around wildly. It gives a low purring noise as the doors on its left side swing open.

With a vehicle obtained, the group may now head to the Mount of Olives. The Mount itself is a beautiful range of green grass, lush trees, and a hundreds of thousands of graves. The graves are segmented into their own areas, so you are still able to find a clearing, but it is nevertheless incredible to see the amount of burials that have taken place. It is definitely more of a slow incline, more like a very large mound than a traditional mountain. You manage to find a fairly secluded place a few miles outside of view for most of the city and the cemeteries. However, no amount of natural foliage is going to be good enough to disguise the 40 foot adamantine tower. Thankfully, you have Caster! Imani whispers the command word for her Instant Fortress and tosses it, which appears with a POP! I’ll allow Imani to describe its appearance, but for the sake of understanding, it is 40 feet tall with two floors. It is perfectly square 20x20 and has a front gate which opens upon her command.

With only a couple hours to spare, Caster casts mirage arcane to blend the fortress in to the surrounding area, making it look like a steep and uninviting part of the hillside, combined with very dense clumps of brush and trees.

He then gets to work on some magical traps, first creating a rune atop the structure that will activate a magic circle as soon as any Servant steps within its bounds. The magic circle is keyed to Servants, and focuses its magicks inward, with the design of trapping its target within the boundaries of the magical cylinder. He also sets the password to bypass the glyph, and teaches it to the others, should they need to approach the top of the structure: "cylchig."

If he has time, he will inscribe a spell glyph on a folded napkin he took from the bar earlier, with a strange runic symbol. It contains the spell investiture of wind, and activates when the holder of the rock speaks the word "anadl." He places the folded napkin in a crevice of the doorjam of the front entrance.