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♔ 2 | The Other Side...
The rain is pelting down and the rocks are hard under Arthur's feet as he flees through the forest looking for somewhere to hide.
Behind him are thundering footfalls, the sound of a band of knights in pursuit.
Arthur picks a bad moment to look over his shoulder to see if his pursuers are gaining ground on him, suddenly he's tripping on a fallen log and tumbling down a steep embankment to the bottom, collecting any number of bruises and scrapes.
The wind is knocked out of him for a moment and he finds himself unable to move for a moment, which is long enough for faces to appear at the top of ditch, the knights of Camelot! Coming for him!
They have however, grouped themselves together and Arthur sees his chance. He scrambles to his feet and makes a desperate gesture, his eyes momentarily flash gold - so quick one would be hard pressed to notice - and a large heavy branch falls on top of the knights knocking them down.
It gives him precious time, time that he can use to escape...
If there even is escape.
Magic in Camelot will get you killed.
(OOC: No prizes for guessing the Chessboard flip - Arthur's warrior skills have been replaced by magic. He's now a Druid and an enemy of Camelot...)
Behind him are thundering footfalls, the sound of a band of knights in pursuit.
Arthur picks a bad moment to look over his shoulder to see if his pursuers are gaining ground on him, suddenly he's tripping on a fallen log and tumbling down a steep embankment to the bottom, collecting any number of bruises and scrapes.
The wind is knocked out of him for a moment and he finds himself unable to move for a moment, which is long enough for faces to appear at the top of ditch, the knights of Camelot! Coming for him!
They have however, grouped themselves together and Arthur sees his chance. He scrambles to his feet and makes a desperate gesture, his eyes momentarily flash gold - so quick one would be hard pressed to notice - and a large heavy branch falls on top of the knights knocking them down.
It gives him precious time, time that he can use to escape...
If there even is escape.
Magic in Camelot will get you killed.
(OOC: No prizes for guessing the Chessboard flip - Arthur's warrior skills have been replaced by magic. He's now a Druid and an enemy of Camelot...)
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But it is often hated and feared in her world as well, throughout its long history.
"Suffering for nothing more than that..." She trails off, then becomes firm. "I won't forgive the ones who drive it to this."
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He clenches his jaw.]
"The King of Camelot claims all magic is evil, but how could children be evil? He has shown us no mercy and we will have to fight back."
[Which isn't as easy as it sounds...magic, even powerful magic has it's limits.]
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"Power is the same, no matter the source," says the warrior whose world was equally threatened by the demon of darkness from the sun and the moon's princess of light.
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He can't though, so he nods.]
"I have seen those who would use magic for evil, just as I have been helped by those with no magic at all." [At great risk to themselves.]
"There's water in this cave, I should at least collect that if nothing else."
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Magic is the same. It's the person who uses it, that you should accept or hate.
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[He reaches into his cloak for a waterskin.] "Come on, this cave has an exit out the other side. I doubt the knights would go that far even if they knew where we'd gone."
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"I can't leave my community," [he looks at her in surprise.] "They took me in when no-one else would."
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"Use that power to make the world you want."
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"I don't even know your name. I'm Arthur of the Ferdiad community. Which community are you from?" [It's the standard way that Druids recognise each other.]
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Call me by that. [She doesn't seem to wonder why the daughter of the water planet wields fire; perhaps that, too, is different right now.]
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"You're a solider? A magical one? I didn't think...Are you not from Camelot?"
[Arthur is intrigued by the idea of a magical solider...a group of knights to protect the Druids.]
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However, if I exist, and I see Camelot for myself, I have to believe that Camelot exists.
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[He finishes filling one waterskin, then begins with another. He then smiles at her.] "You do look as if you come from somewhere very far away, but rest assured you're on solid ground."
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[She's a very strange girl that's for certain...]
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"I see...I've never heard of it, I'm afraid," [he gives a shrug.] "Not that it matters, the important thing is that you were here."
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You should be arming the men you have here. There's still a chance of having been followed.
['Thank you'. Because it's the truth for her, always: The important thing is being there. It's all she ever looks for.]
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He considers her suggestion.]
"The Druids are a rather peaceful people, the elders don't really know how to fight. There's defensive spells of course, most of know those to an extent." [He's pretty sure Mercury won't think that answer satisfactory.] "It's also difficult to get hold of weapons."
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Send some to be trained. It will help your cause.
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"Druids do not ride horses or keep stock. We have no need for them."
[Arthur is filling the third and last waterskin.]
"The best weapons are made in Camelot itself and no Druid could risk going there."
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Voila! A rather pretty female knight, in full armor, smirks back at Arthur in Mercury's place. Not everyone had that type of magical advantage for their disguise, of course, but was she expected to believe the guards and knights knew the faces of every single druid?]
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"How did you-?! Doall the people of Mercury have such magical ability?"
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Now, she enjoys them thoroughly. She wants to be special. Arthur's reaction is quite gratifying. She shakes her head.]
Only a few of these exist in the world. Others are already mine, too.
You might not have something like this, but there are still ways for you to sneak into the town, isn't that so?
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