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Post by Morgan le Fay on Jan 6, 2012 23:19:30 GMT
Morgan and her merry men. The group consists of:
Morgan Sagramore Galahad (on a separate mini quest) Lancelot Marrok? Palomides?
Morgan and her companions pressed on with their journey. Morgan grew anxious. Galahad had been gone a long time and she feared he had got lost. In the distance, they saw a village.
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Post by Lady Iseult of Ireland on Jan 6, 2012 23:41:36 GMT
Lancelot did not share Morgan's concerns over Galahad, not because he had faith in his brother's abilities, even if they were renowned, but because he simply didn't care all that much, only concerned at the distress his untimely demise might cause their mother.
Lancelot looked up at the sky and saw the sun was more than halfway across the sky and saw the village once he looked to the front again. He made forward until he was level with Morgan and turned to her, inclining his head in greeting to her, despite there being so few of them.
"My Lady, that village up ahead, I should think we would do well to stop there to rest the horses and renew our provisions. If you are in agreement, I could go ahead to assess it for you." Lancelot suggested.
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Jan 6, 2012 23:43:52 GMT
"Yes, that makes sense. But we're not so far. Why don't we all go together? We have already sent your brother off ahead and now he's lost. He should have come back long ago. We'll surely get there within the hour."
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Post by Lady Iseult of Ireland on Jan 6, 2012 23:52:16 GMT
"If you say so, My lady." Lancelot said with a pleasant smile to her, "Galahad has a wonderful sense of direction, I would not worry about him, every time I tried to get rid of him when we were younger, he always somehow manage to get home and get me into trouble, with our mother." He said to her, in a light jesting voice, though anyone that knew him or Galahad would have to wonder of the truth in it.
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Jan 6, 2012 23:55:30 GMT
"Indeed? I will try not to worry, but I am responsible for all of you, even though every man is a grown man who can look after himself. I am the only one who can protect you from sorcery and I cannot do so while Galahad is separate from us."
She smiled a little as she spoke.
"But thank you, Lancelot, for offering your assistance. I'm obliged to you. Lets ride a little faster. I'm eager to rest. Are you familiar with these parts at all?"
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Post by Lady Iseult of Ireland on Jan 7, 2012 0:05:07 GMT
"We all agreed to come knowing there would be dangers, for glory and eternity and Camelot, you lead us, but I would not hold you responsible for us. Not that I would say no to magical protection if it were offered," he explained, looking forwards again and kicking his horse to move faster, "I have a little knowledge of it, but nothing I would ever be completely certain on."
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Jan 7, 2012 0:09:00 GMT
She fondled her horse's ears as she smiled at him.
"Of course. You could hardly remain in ignorance with a mother like yours. It seems to me that you likely have untapped potential to learn the sorcerous arts. Would you be interested in learning?"
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Post by Lady Iseult of Ireland on Jan 7, 2012 0:13:30 GMT
"What makes you think that?" he asked kindly, returning her smile again, he had never really be interested in sorcery and the like, more interested in becoming a gallant knight, if he had potential he was sure his mother would have found it.
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Jan 7, 2012 0:25:21 GMT
"I simply wondered," she said. "Children of sorcerous parents are more likely to possess the gift than others. And it would be a way to protect yourself that is denied to ordinary men. Alhough, I must say I have never met a man who was both a knight and a sorcery. I suppose most men feel that they must be one or the other."
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Post by Lady Iseult of Ireland on Jan 7, 2012 0:33:03 GMT
"I am not like most men," Lancelot said, with a grin, "Though I suppose it would be unchivalrous to have an advantage such as sorcery over other knights, but knowing how to do something does not mean one would have to use such a thing. Like my skills as a knight, I would use it to protect others, than use it solely for myself."
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Jan 7, 2012 0:45:29 GMT
"That is most noble of you," she said. "You are a chivalrous knight to be sure. And fair to look upon. That's always good."
She winked at him.
"Do please let me know if you wish to learn a few simple enchantments. I will be happy to oblige."
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Post by Lady Iseult of Ireland on Jan 7, 2012 0:47:44 GMT
"We make a fair pair riding together like this then, do we not?" Lancelot asked with a smirk, "I shall be sure to My Lady, I do not see the harm in it, being a Pagan myself I am very open to these things, and it would be nice to surprise my mother, for the first time." he replied, smiling at the wink but not returning it,
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Jan 7, 2012 1:08:31 GMT
"It would," Morgan agreed. "Poor Viviane, to have two sons who took no interest in her craft, and one who looks upon it as the devil's work. Your brother looks at me that way too, but I was raised in a convent. I know much of his faith and his God. Why do you think he hates pagans so much, when his own mother is one of the greatest druids in the land?"
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Post by Lady Iseult of Ireland on Jan 7, 2012 1:12:18 GMT
"No one knows why Galahad does anything, he is a pious stick in the mud," Lancelot said good naturedly, "I would much rather let people get on with themselves, if they do not bother me with what they wish, then why should I bother them, but Galahad is determined to be right in all regards. What was it like though, being a sorceress and being raised in a house of god?"
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Jan 7, 2012 1:25:42 GMT
"Exciting but dangerous, because the nun who taught us - Morgause and myself - knew she was risking everything to do it, but she saw we had the gift and was determined that we should learn. She was a druidess, but she felt that the gods had called her to Glastonbury to learn of the Christian faith. She said afterwards the true purpose was to be our teacher."
She smiled a little sadly.
"We had to hide our studies. The good sister was a scribe so she claimed we helped her with her illuminations. So we did, but we produced far fewer manuscripts than we should have. And we studied late into the night as well when we were all three supposed to be asleep."
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