Virgil crawls out of the sack and hops onto the table between the fine leather seats. He cracks is little fingers and squares his arms and shoulders with his legs. He stretches one arm out and nods his head for you to do the same. Assuming you follow, he puts his other hand on his arm, he motions for you to do the same. He then crawls up on your shoulder and pokes your temple, points down, then up. He makes little jazz hands. It would seem that he’s suggesting using an illusion spell to camouflage the bottom of the plane.

(Can I use mirage arcane to cause the outside of the plane appear as open sky? Or perhaps wisps of cloud?)

Caster nods at Imani and Virgil. He begins chanting softly, his voice barely a mumble, and his eyes turn milky white at once. 

Throughout his ten-minute chant, he makes series of gestures with his hands, in what looks to be a pattern, though their purpose is indecipherable. His words, likewise, sound like nonsense. His voice grows louder and louder, and his eyes begin to whiten and grow brighter, until with a final shout, Caster brings both hands down to the floor of the cabin.

”Suffice, that should,” he comments softly, after a beat.

"Thank you, Caster." Oz nods to the bearded man with a business like tone as he removes his ear buds. He then turns to Imani and Sarai. "So let's talk turkey. What's our plan? I've given it some thought, and I think we should be aloof, play it safe, and let the others fight each other as much as possible."

"Mm." Sarai demures with a low coo, and fixes Oz with her golden eyes. "I am here to try and minimize the damage to Jerusalem and its people. And keep you alive to help in that. To that end, an aggressive assault would bring an end to this soonest, and also allow you the advantage of surprise. I believe we should draw them out as quickly as possible, but you are right to be cautious. We must needs ambush them, to keep word of your collaboration close."

"That said, I can put out word to my network (Urban Bounty Hunter), but these dossiers do not give me much to go on."

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He makes little jazz hands. It would seem that he’s suggesting using an illusion spell to camouflage the bottom of the plane.

Imani glares. Just super, duper useful, she thinks at the little monster. THANK you so much for explaining it so clea- 

Without warning, a goose appears in the aisle. It hangs in the air, apparently navigating high winds- wings outstretched, its feathers ruffle, focus visible in every line of its body. Then there's another goose and, looking out the window, an entire flock in formation has appeared. Imani gasps and they fade away. She narrows her eyes, focuses intently, and a shimmer passes over the surface of the plane, leaving a sky-blue illusion in its place (as she uses misty visions. She maintains this facade for the 10 minutes of Caster's incantation, then drops it gratefully when his spell is cast.

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I believe we should draw them out as quickly as possible, but you are right to be cautious. We must needs ambush them, to keep word of your collaboration close."

 
Imani looks up at that. "Listen, if I'm going to be even a little bit useful, I'll need to take some time to get to know the city first. I realize that sucks, but almost positive that's how my powers work. Can we establish, I don't know- a base of operations? Can we do that first while someone else scopes out the scene?"

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"Mm." Sarai demures with a low coo, and fixes Oz with her golden eyes. "I am here to try and minimize the damage to Jerusalem and its people. And keep you alive to help in that. To that end, an aggressive assault would bring an end to this soonest, and also allow you the advantage of surprise. I believe we should draw them out as quickly as possible, but you are right to be cautious. We must needs ambush them, to keep word of your collaboration close."

"That said, I can put out word to my network (Urban Bounty Hunter), but these dossiers do not give me much to go on."

 You are also aware of two things, Sarai. The first, is that the usual protocol for Grail Wars is that they occur at night or, at the very least, the evening. This is to minimize witnesses and potential casualties. The second, is that these dossiers seem to have further information inside if there is a particular master you desire to look into.

Sarai clacks her beak and nods. "Yes, Imani, that is a good suggestion. I will find us a place to act as a base, and we will work from there. It is the usual protocol for Masters to wait until night to attack, to minimize the attention of the populace. But as far as I know, this is not law, so we should remain careful. I can take you to the oldest parts of the city during the daytime."

She will think on a good place to act as a base of operations. Somewhere very populated, even at night, where an attack might violate those protocols, the better to stay safe at our base. A busy business area during the day that turns into night clubs at night? Hoping she has a contact that can help us.

"We should each look over the dossiers in more detail while we are en route."

Sarai will explore all of the dossiers, because why would she pick just one. She will start with Amani, the local.

Assassin murmurs as she leans against Caster already half-asleep, "Just sleep them and let me... handle the... rest... zzz..."

"Our base has to have good WiFi. I'd prefer lots of cameras too. I'm not much for fighting; I'm best in front of a monitor. With good camera coverage, I can run support or interference for anything on screen."

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"Our base has to have good WiFi. I'd prefer lots of cameras too. I'm not much for fighting; I'm best in front of a monitor. With good camera coverage, I can run support or interference for anything on screen."

 
Imani smirks and, squinting, powers down Oz's smart phone.

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"We should each look over the dossiers in more detail while we are en route."

 
She accepts a folder from Sarai and, taking a pen and pink highlighter from her bag, begins taking notes in her legal pad.

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Sarai clacks her beak and nods. "Yes, Imani, that is a good suggestion. I will find us a place to act as a base, and we will work from there. It is the usual protocol for Masters to wait until night to attack, to minimize the attention of the populace. But as far as I know, this is not law, so we should remain careful. I can take you to the oldest parts of the city during the daytime."

She will think on a good place to act as a base of operations. Somewhere very populated, even at night, where an attack might violate those protocols, the better to stay safe at our base. A busy business area during the day that turns into night clubs at night? Hoping she has a contact that can help us.

"We should each look over the dossiers in more detail while we are en route."

Sarai will explore all of the dossiers, because why would she pick just one. She will start with Amani, the local.

 Amani Baz, the dark horse master of this war, does not have much information on her. She seems to be a little older than your group, in her late twenties. Her servant, Saber, is the most recently summoned, save for your two. Not much is known about her magical ability other than that it seems to be inclined towards earth. Fast forwarding through the rest of the Masters.

Allison Margrave, Master of the Archer Servant, is a wanted necromancer from America. She has been involved in over a dozen cases where the Church had to come in and... deal with issues. She is noted for having bound a particularly powerful undead to herself. She seems to have summoned her Servant shortly after The Whistle while in the Middle East

Mathias Johannessen Berg IV, Master of the Lancer Servant, comes from a long line of mages and is noted for his exemplary work in the efforts of furthering the study of Primeval Runes in the modern day. Overall, this seems to be a matter of pride for the family. His servant was not summoned near the battlefield, but in Scandinavia.

The Whistle of Nara, Master of the Rider Servant, once again, not much is known. A cloaked figure that wears a black mask inscribed with various scriptures. Her name comes not from anything threatening, but the fact that she has a nasty whistling habit. The Church has kept her close to their chest, but it is believed that she summoned a servant as she made her way from Nara to Jerusalem.

Redford Briarwood, the Master of the Berserker Servant, has unseen for past few weeks. A magus with connections to the Carrali crime family in America. Unknown summoning date.

Sarai clucks at the scant information. Are there photos of the Masters? Not that they will help. "We should consider that the others have dossiers on you two. Perhaps on me as well. Can either of you change your appearance? It might behoove us to be careful when we go out."

"If we can arrange for the Whistle of Nara and Allison Margrave to come face to face, they might eliminate each other, one a servant of the church, the other... decidedly not. But either way, they are zealots, and zealots make mistakes. This Mathias Berg sounds like a legacy prospect, though as with any Master, we should not underestimate him. These other two worry me the most. Briarwood may have already set up in Jerusalem, I will see what I can find out once we land. And this Amani Baz... she worries me the most, because of her unpredictability. It is why the two of you are so dangerous."

"As for your base demands, Oz, I will see what I can find, but I cannot guarantee much. Our funds are limited, and my contacts not that forthcoming."

She will make her way up to the front of the plane, transforming into her human form on the way, and knock on the door. Assuming they answer, she will ask when the plane is expected to land. She is interested in the local time.

(In case it matters, she will remain in her human form at this point, taking a Short Rest to recharge the ability.)

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Sarai clucks at the scant information. Are there photos of the Masters? Not that they will help. "We should consider that the others have dossiers on you two. Perhaps on me as well. Can either of you change your appearance? It might behoove us to be careful when we go out."

 
Imani shakes her head. "Change my appearance? No, ma'am. You want me to, like, look like a little old man, or something?" She looks distracted for a moment...

...And then there's a little old man sitting in Imani's place. He's wearing a brown tweed 3-piece suit with an orange handkerchief poking out of his breast pocket. His hair is shockingly white, and his round, gold-framed spectacles flash in the sunlight coming from the windows. He thumps his cane silently against the floor. (Imani uses Mask of Many Faces)

"Okay, maybe it would be a good idea to run through, like, some basic mage things? Oz, how the hell do I change back?"

"Ha! That's some illusion! Just dismiss it. Not yet though." Oz brings up his phone to snap a picture and realizes it's off. "Huh?" With a snap of his fingers, he turns the phone back on. "Wierd." He pauses a long moment staring at his phone as if it betrayed him. Then he perks up. "I can't do that, but why would I when I could just... disappear?" On the last word, Oz hits a button on his phone and winks out of sight.

Sarai sighs in her human form. "Yes, these will do. Nobody will be expecting Albert Einstein and the Invisible Teenager."

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Sarai clucks at the scant information. Are there photos of the Masters? Not that they will help. "We should consider that the others have dossiers on you two. Perhaps on me as well. Can either of you change your appearance? It might behoove us to be careful when we go out."

 
Imani shakes her head. "Change my appearance? No, ma'am. You want me to, like, look like a little old man, or something?" She looks distracted for a moment...

...And then there's a little old man sitting in Imani's place. He's wearing a brown tweed 3-piece suit with an orange handkerchief poking out of his breast pocket. His hair is shockingly white, and his round, gold-framed spectacles flash in the sunlight coming from the windows. He thumps his cane silently against the floor. (Imani uses Mask of Many Faces)

"Okay, maybe it would be a good idea to run through, like, some basic mage things? Oz, how the hell do I change back?"

 Virgil waves to catch your attention, sticks an arm out, hand on arm, and then waves that arm in front of his face. He gives a firm and proud nod.

Thanks to Virgil, Imani instantly and intrinsically understands the rites and arcane pathways necessary to change her appearance at will.

She starts cycling through the cast of Friends, one at a time.

With that, the plane begins its descent to an airport just outside the city of Jerusalem. The plane touches down and you all disembark and travel shortly thereafter. As you come up to the city, you see that it is a beautiful testament to the history of the land. You can practically feel the intensity of the magic leylines crossing throughout the region. There is a clear reason that the Grail would choose this location over any others to manifest itself. Meanwhile, the full moon looms over the sky as if itself was too a spectator of this war. One cannot deny that this will indeed be a historic occasion. As you reach the walls of the city, you note three things. The first, which the servants alone feel, is the intense magic pressure, the same pressure they feel from each other. The second, which you all see, is the moonlit silhouette of a twelve-foot tall figure standing, arms crossed, in front of the city gate. The third, and possibly most important thing, is the slightly spear-like object that is currently next to him. He is still about a mile off.

What is the plan?