The Velvet Key

[ Remember that girl that spends most of her time stealing food out of the various street markets? Her other hobbies include leeching internet from the cafes and libraries in the area, as well as trolling all of the other Servants. Because honestly, if she wasn't living out the life of kicking everyone's butts, she may as well play up the rest of her title. After all, Archers were notorious for not being nice (That rocker fella doesn't count, alright?) and there's one thing she's noticed during her time here. So when this Archer opens her mouth to speak, it's as good of a guess as any to assume she's going to say something cocky. ]

I have noticed that there are a fair amount of Servants here. Ah, for those who are unfamiliar with the term... [ Archer takes a pause to moisten her lips, thinking over how to explain it best. ] ... it is one used during a specific type of battle. There are seven individuals summoned under different classes - Archer, Saber, Lancer, Assassin, Caster, Rider, and Berserker. Honestly speaking, Archer is the superior class, so that's really all you need to know. The other six are worthless, which is why my ire has been earned this very day. We have far too many of the other classes within this realm, especially that of the Saber class. How vexing it is to open up this artifact and discover that another has been welcomed here.

Therefore, on behalf of all of the honorable knights under the class of Archer, I challenge each and every one of you lesser-classed Sabers in every competition known to the mortal races! My feelings won't be hurt terribly if you decide to flee this isle to prevent your inevitable loss. Your memory will be mocked however though.

[ A pause. ]

I suppose it is rather unfair of me to address only a few individuals. As for the rest of you, tell me of the games of this world so that I may excel at all that I do!