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Post by Hallewes on Oct 26, 2011 21:38:56 GMT
A small tower made roughly from stone, it was passed to the sorceress Hallewes from the Sorcerer who took her as a child
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Post by Hallewes on Oct 26, 2011 21:43:32 GMT
Hallewes sat in her hall. She was staring at the flames in the grate as they flickered. She had a book on her lap and was stuck on a page marked as fire-reading, a skill that she had never got the hang of in her travelling.
She ground her teeth and gave up, making a move like she was going to throw the book into the fire but refrained from doing so. Instead the book skidded along the floor to near the door.
Hallewes gave it an evil look.
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Oct 26, 2011 21:47:51 GMT
Footsteps sounded quietly nearby, barely audible. Bedaint had learned to treat quietly in the presence of sorcerors, long experience having taught him that they disliked being disturbed. He coughed discreetly.
"You are angry, my lady. Can I fetch you anything?"
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Post by Hallewes on Oct 26, 2011 21:50:53 GMT
Hallewes almost smiled, the corner of her mouth twiched anyway.
"There is nothing Bedaint, unless you can read the flames. Even if you try you will be better then I. All that is happening in there is the wood collapsing with the heat."
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Oct 26, 2011 21:59:17 GMT
He bowed and leaned close to her.
"I could try but I would see nothing unless I was looking for something in particular. What is it that you seek, my lady?"
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Post by Hallewes on Oct 26, 2011 22:08:26 GMT
"Inspiration." She sighed. "A glimpse of what is to come. What it is that they see in the fire normally. I have heard those that watch the flames can tell what is to come in the furthest reaches."
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Oct 26, 2011 22:16:51 GMT
"That is possible, if you have the skill," Bedaint agreed. "But it takes much practice. My lady should practice smaller things first. It is also true that not all sorcerors can see the future. But if you do not try, you will never know. You should focus upon the near future in our own lands, my lady. That way you will not overtax yourself when you try. Start small, that is what our master said."
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Post by Hallewes on Oct 26, 2011 22:22:19 GMT
Hallewes made a noncommital noise, then dragged her eyes from the dancing light.
"Water is easier." She said. "Fire is too changeable."
She stood and wandered to the window, the imprint of the fire clouding her vision. "I have been asked to Camelot." She told him.
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Oct 26, 2011 22:34:21 GMT
He followed her to the window, saying nothing at first.
"Why so, my lady? Have your exploits caught King Arthur's intention?"
His voice trembled slightly. He knew full well that he was in danger if Hallewes was. His life was tied to hers.
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Post by Hallewes on Oct 26, 2011 22:36:55 GMT
Hallewes shrugged. "It is proberly nothing, but there may be that knight that escaped there with the court, and I do not wish to be seen as what happened may not have blown over."
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Oct 26, 2011 22:41:26 GMT
"Then do you wish to refuse the summons?" Bedaint asked. "I know you dislike all knights, my lady, but it is dangerous to refuse a king and our home lies within Arthur's own lands."
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Post by Hallewes on Oct 26, 2011 22:50:09 GMT
Hallewes raised her eyebrow.
"Do you think I dont know that Bedaint? I know I have to go unless I send you or Ironside in my place."
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Oct 26, 2011 22:54:52 GMT
He shook his grey head at her.
"I cannot speak with the knights and kings, my lady. I am a simple servant. They would not let me speak. Send Ironside. He will be safer."
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Post by Hallewes on Oct 26, 2011 22:57:42 GMT
"He will be safer but those there would not." Hallewes mused. "He is too fond of common brawls with others instead of watching what needs to be seen."
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Post by Morgan le Fay on Oct 26, 2011 23:04:13 GMT
"That is true, but he would be able to speak if needed. But if my lady is unsure, she will have to go herself," he said. "It might be that you are needed there. The Lady Morgan and the Lady Viviane are both close to Arthur. It may be that the High King values those with magic."
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