Radius, a young man with steel gray hair, amber eyes, and a devil's smile, surveyed the town he found himself in, taking in the sights and sounds of pre-war Britain. He valued conflict as a fundamental rule of existence, and the current atmosphere, filled with tension and uncertainty, was like a feast for his senses. He looked at his Servant, the imposing figure of Horus Lupercal, who towered over most humans at nearly ten feet tall, clad in ornate, battle-scarred power armor adorned with the symbols of his Legion.
"Ah, this should be an interesting battlefield, Horus," Radius said with a grin, observing the town with keen interest.
"Indeed, Master. The air is thick with tension, and the possibility of conflict is ripe. We'll have no end of luck establishing ourselves here."
Doing their best to blend in, the pair took on adequate disguises, and started to execute their opening stratagem of the war. They began by walking through the town, with Horus' imposing presence drawing the attention of the townsfolk, who were both curious and intimidated by the giant of a man. The pair put on differing personae to accompany their disguises, playing pretence to being of the Holy Church, with names drawn from the back of Radius' mind. Names of characters his teammates could recognize, and names none of the locals or other Factions were likely to understand the significance of.
As they walked, Radius engaged the townspeople in conversation, discussing various topics with a friendly demeanor that was disarming and alluring in equal measure. Horus, meanwhile, used his ungodly charismatic nature to inspire trust and devotion among the people. Though his stern, battle-hardened face betrayed no emotion, his words and actions conveyed a sense of authority and nobility that resonated with the townsfolk.
Before the night was even out, before the sun had managed to rise, already the pair had weaved themselves into the fabric of the town. Radius sought to become a fast rising figure, engaging in philosophical debates with local scholars and sharing his views on conflict and order. Meanwhile, Horus, despite his imposing appearance, almost instantly became a respected figure for his ability to lead and inspire others.
It was during the twelfth hour of their visitation, upon a crimson sunrise, that Radius revealed his plans to the townspeople, speaking of the False Moon Cell Holy Grail War and the need for their support.
by this point, his words didn't matter, only the sentiment of he and his Servant, their ultimate goals, and their need for helping hands. The people, having grown to trust and admire both Radius and Horus, pledged their allegiance without hesitation.
Just like that, Radius and Horus had successfully taken over the town.
It now served as their base of operations, and the townspeople became their loyal supporters, ready to aid them in their quest for the Holy Grail.
As the Red Faction duo surveyed their newly acquired territory, they couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. This was merely the first step in a long and treacherous journey, but they had already managed to make a significant impact on the battlefield. With the town under their control, Radius and Horus could now turn their attention to the war itself, ready to face the trials and tribulations that lay ahead.
"Are you ready for the battles to come, Horus?" Radius asked, the excitement evident in his voice.
"Yes, Master. I am ready to face any challenge that comes our way. We have achieved a swift, total victory here. In short order, the rest of this nation will fall to us. Now let us prepare for our teammates arrival, and begin drafting plans for further conquest in the meantime!"