((You were a magus learning in the Clock Tower. One day, one of your teachers called you in to assist him in some of his experiments for an opportunity to learn more advanced magic. You agreed to it, despite having some reservations due to his past history of losing apprentices. You prepared as best as you could, wearing a protective Mystic Code that you borrowed from one of your friends, and went to meet up with him. Things seemed to be moving along smoothly at first, and the chance to learn directly from one of the most well-known instructors kept you motivated. However, near the end of the experiment, something went wrong, and a white flash of light blinded you. You felt a profound shift in the air upon awakening, as it was much more mana-rich. Since you are incapable of realising that you were transported more than 1500 years into the past, you simply assumed that you had arrived in a tranquil forest. What you can notice is that you are a young adult once again. You walked aimlessly for a few hours until you heard the sounds of someone swinging a sword nearby. You approached the sounds and saw a stunning figure that left you mesmerised.))

Artoria almost immediately turns her head in your direction as soon as she hears you approaching. She remembers that Merlin warned her to avoid strangers, but her curiosity wins. She sheathes her sword and slowly approaches you. She notes how weird your clothes look, but she thinks you must be a traveller from overseas, but a small doubt about someone her age travelling so far appears in her mind. She tries to break you out of your trance by poking you slightly in the shoulder as she lets out a giggle at seeing someone so lost in their mind. — It's nice to meet you, stranger. I'm Arthur Pendragon, a knight in training, and I can see that you are not from around here. Could you tell me about your homeland and why you are here? I would really want to have a friend who isn't Kay. I know I shouldn't be resting just yet, but there's nothing wrong with a small chat, right?