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[destinedlightt]

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“ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀ 𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕓𝕝𝕖 ʟɪᴀʀ.

ɪ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛ ꜱᴡᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ, ᴍʏ ᴠɪꜱɪᴏɴ ʙʟᴜʀꜱ,

ᴍʏ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ꜱᴛᴏᴘꜱ ᴡᴏʀᴋɪɴɢ.”

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[destinedlightt]

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¤ Portrayal of BBC Merlin’s Merlin

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“ɱαყɓε เ รɦσµℓ∂ ʝµรƭ ɠσ α૨σµɳ∂ ωεα૨เɳɠ α ρσเɳƭყ ɦαƭ”

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[destinedlightt]

(( OOC I’ll be back to here this weekend if sooner it’ll be a bonus

[destinedlightt]

(( OOC here at some point today I need to give my boy some love too just have such high Morgana muse rn 😅

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25 posts!

[tirmorheir]

@destinedlightt gets another thing

For nine years Elora had been in Camelot where she had learned to grow as both a person and a leader, in both politics and fighting. She had become a formidable opponent, that much had been clear very quickly. Armour had been made specifically, gold detailing in the silver, the sign of a star upon the chest piece, her sword had also been specifically made with gold detailing upon the hilt. She had been known as the evenstar of Tir-Mor, and so Elora wanted that to be clear in her armour too.

She headed toward Gaius and Merlin's chambers, helmet under her arm, long silver blonde waves resting upon her shoulders, piercing blue hues had become wiser throughout the years and yet her beauty was still ever apparent. "Merlin?" Elora called after knocking upon the door, she had grown in height by a good couple of inches, the once girl was now a woman. "Merlin?" Elora called again, unlike Arthur she was fairer to the manservant.

[destinedlightt]

As he hears his name he’s opening his door to his chambers , “Yeah ? You alright ?” He was always first concerned with someone’s well-being . He had just woken not long ago from a nap , Arthur had already run him to the ground this morning but Elora was pleasant company so he was glad it was her not Arthur or even as much as he loved him Gaius because he didn’t want more chores for the day , he was already dreading the rest he had to do .

[tirmorheir]

"oh I'm sorry, I disturbed you" most wouldn't apologize but Elora always felt bad for doing so. The ring upon her finger sparkled multi coloured as the moonstone glistened within its gold band. The moonstone was a gemstone found frequently within Tir-Mor. She placed the helmet on the table, even in armour there was something ethereal about her, the way the sun hit her hair making it glow like the sun. "I was just wondering if you had any more sleeping drafts?" She asked, plagued with nightmares most nights. "I could have asked Gaius but I wanted to ask you" at the end of the day Merlin was a friend. "I'm also nervous for this ceremony tonight" she was to be crowned officially as a Princess given she was now in her twenties.

"Ask me to command armies,fine.. but this, I do not feel as if I am ready" She admitted giving a small shrug of her shoulders. "My people believed that all life is sacred, even the trees" Blue eyes looked out briefly a small smile forming on her features as she felt the sun upon her face. "In our language we would say Tumnë talmar rahtainë nixenen umir" Elora turned her head again toward Merlin, fiddling a little with the ring. "It means, the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost." Elora rarely spoke her mother tongue if at all, afraid that some would see it as words of magic, for it had the same lilt, but she trusted Merlin more than anyone. "I realise I am no longer that same girl who first entered Camelot, that I am older and supposedly wiser.. but the uncertainty that lies ahead is what I fear most"

[destinedlightt]

“And I am not the boy I once was when I first entered Camelot either ,” he chuckles . “You needn’t worry though , you’ll be wonderful , you - just how you are , and everyone will see it , Arthur backs you and that means much to the people ,” Uther did as well but he was less liked .

“I can get you what Morgana takes , it seems to help calm her anxieties and nightmares besides helping her to sleep .” He offers as he’s not so sure of any other options that he knows how to make , other sleeping drafts he’d made in past were to keep people asleep quite long , days , she just needed a nights rest .

[the-king-and-the-druidess]

Morgana is the hollow queen in the episode, not Gwen. Sarrum made her so.

[tirmorheir]

@destinedlightt gets another thing

For nine years Elora had been in Camelot where she had learned to grow as both a person and a leader, in both politics and fighting. She had become a formidable opponent, that much had been clear very quickly. Armour had been made specifically, gold detailing in the silver, the sign of a star upon the chest piece, her sword had also been specifically made with gold detailing upon the hilt. She had been known as the evenstar of Tir-Mor, and so Elora wanted that to be clear in her armour too.

She headed toward Gaius and Merlin's chambers, helmet under her arm, long silver blonde waves resting upon her shoulders, piercing blue hues had become wiser throughout the years and yet her beauty was still ever apparent. "Merlin?" Elora called after knocking upon the door, she had grown in height by a good couple of inches, the once girl was now a woman. "Merlin?" Elora called again, unlike Arthur she was fairer to the manservant.

[destinedlightt]

As he hears his name he’s opening his door to his chambers , “Yeah ? You alright ?” He was always first concerned with someone’s well-being . He had just woken not long ago from a nap , Arthur had already run him to the ground this morning but Elora was pleasant company so he was glad it was her not Arthur or even as much as he loved him Gaius because he didn’t want more chores for the day , he was already dreading the rest he had to do .

[tirmorheir]

@destinedlightt

Festivities were high in the great hall, the sounds of laughter echoing throughout. The Princess of Tir-Mor however kept on the sidelines, leaning against the wall with her arms folded over her chest. Uther had noticed the lack of interaction from the girl, a look of disapproval on his face. It had been a mere few years since she had arrived at Camelot, settling in had been difficult with nightmares every night and wanting to just to learn sword fighting with the Knights. Blue hues saw Merlin, offering the servant a small smile which only read the disgust of having to be here. "Elora, you know being miserable in the corner isn't very Princess like" Arthur commented as he stood beside the girl, "just as well I'm not a true Princess" she muttered walking away from the Prince to stand beside Merlin.

"tell me that you're finding this as miserable as I am?" Elora looked up to the servant, she had always liked Merlin since coming to Camelot, mostly she had ended up in Gaius's care for various scrapes and cuts from either horse riding practice or training. The knights didn't go easy on her, not that Elora wanted them to. Gwen stood beside Elora at that point offering her a goblet of wine, "You know Uther is watching you?" Gwen commented, "you look beautiful, why not try to be a Princess for one evening?" Words of encouragement.. though Elora just huffed..ready to bring the goblet of wine to her lips, though as she did, Arthur took the drink away. "Far too young for wine" A frown etched across her features "I am the years eight and ten!" He patted her on her head with a small smirk "exactly.. stick with water" Elora groaned shoulders deflating. "Great, can this night get any worse!?"

[destinedlightt]

“I hate these kinds of things though I must say it is quite hilarious to watch the royals drink far too much and lose themselves ,” he confesses with a chuckle . As Gwen and Arthur each approach with their own words he stays silent .

“Maybe don’t indulge in the wine until later when they don’t have eyes on you or when they are far too drunk to care ,” he laughs and whispers to her , “I first came here when I was 18 and it’s all about timing , when they’ve had a few they may even just offer you some .” He had been serving Arthur for some time now so he had learned all the tricks .

[tirmorheir]

Elora looked toward Merlin with a bright smile, arms folding over her chest as she observed what was around her, like a pretty wallflower. "Timing.. I can do that" she mused gently with a soft laugh. "Arthur is like that annoying big brother, he always has his eye on me. He means well, but it is only a bit of wine. I'd much rather be beating his ass on the training ground" of course Elora couldn't beat him, at least not yet but it was still fun to try.

"although I think Gaius is getting fed up with me, going to see him nearly everyday with another scrape from falling in the mud." Elora added, another small chuckle passing her lips. "I think the workers of the house hold should get some anyway at the end of the evening, having to watch us have supposed fun isn't fun for yourselves" Elora commented "I used to play when I was younger with the children of the Kingdom, I was sure they would let me win every time but my father was never happy about it.. so naturally I did it more to annoy him" It was a fond memory of her home, one that she didn't often speak of. "I like Gaius though, he is much better than the physician I had before in Tir-Mor, I can see why Uther and Arthur have kept him for all these years."

[destinedlightt]

He chuckles , “Yes well timing is everything with these lot ,” he hums and surveys the room , “give it an hour before the first retires from too much ale and then the fun begins .”

“Arthur is protective of those he cares about even if a little overly so or too much so ,” he admits , “and Gaius has always been wonderful , more a father to me than anything though I’d say he will easier be sicker of me than you first , all the trouble I find myself in and get into ,” he was always being scolded .

“But he just cares in the end as well , I think we’re his children even if not by blood .”

[destinedlightt]

(( OOC replies tomorrow apologies on my absence getting back to full time here

[tirmorheir]

@destinedlightt

Festivities were high in the great hall, the sounds of laughter echoing throughout. The Princess of Tir-Mor however kept on the sidelines, leaning against the wall with her arms folded over her chest. Uther had noticed the lack of interaction from the girl, a look of disapproval on his face. It had been a mere few years since she had arrived at Camelot, settling in had been difficult with nightmares every night and wanting to just to learn sword fighting with the Knights. Blue hues saw Merlin, offering the servant a small smile which only read the disgust of having to be here. "Elora, you know being miserable in the corner isn't very Princess like" Arthur commented as he stood beside the girl, "just as well I'm not a true Princess" she muttered walking away from the Prince to stand beside Merlin.

"tell me that you're finding this as miserable as I am?" Elora looked up to the servant, she had always liked Merlin since coming to Camelot, mostly she had ended up in Gaius's care for various scrapes and cuts from either horse riding practice or training. The knights didn't go easy on her, not that Elora wanted them to. Gwen stood beside Elora at that point offering her a goblet of wine, "You know Uther is watching you?" Gwen commented, "you look beautiful, why not try to be a Princess for one evening?" Words of encouragement.. though Elora just huffed..ready to bring the goblet of wine to her lips, though as she did, Arthur took the drink away. "Far too young for wine" A frown etched across her features "I am the years eight and ten!" He patted her on her head with a small smirk "exactly.. stick with water" Elora groaned shoulders deflating. "Great, can this night get any worse!?"

[destinedlightt]

“I hate these kinds of things though I must say it is quite hilarious to watch the royals drink far too much and lose themselves ,” he confesses with a chuckle . As Gwen and Arthur each approach with their own words he stays silent .

“Maybe don’t indulge in the wine until later when they don’t have eyes on you or when they are far too drunk to care ,” he laughs and whispers to her , “I first came here when I was 18 and it’s all about timing , when they’ve had a few they may even just offer you some .” He had been serving Arthur for some time now so he had learned all the tricks .

[crowley-j-demon]

The black knight:

It's tournament season once again in Camelot, and this time, Crowley has decided to make his way into the city to compete. He easily forges some documents, proving his royal lineage using one of his miracles. This would be his first time in the city, though he had heard many tales of how 'great' the kingdom is. That remains to be seen... He never did particularly like authority figures.

He makes his way through the crowds, milling through the town up towards the castle. Some knights are already in front of him in the queue to sign in, but it should be his turn soon enough. He holds his documents in his hand, along with the crest he had made for himself, consisting of a snake wrapped around a black sword.

@destinedlightt

[destinedlightt]

He was always made to attend these things , he hated them most of the time , none of the knights catching his attention and Arthur simply rambling on . But this time .. as he watches them file onto the tournament grounds , his eyes are drawn to one man , and he finds himself unable to keep his gaze from him . Until -

“Merlin ! I said I need help with my armor ,” the blonde rolls his eyes and tosses his chest plate at him . He catches it without being too thrown off balance and tears his gaze from the man in all black armor .

[crowley-j-demon]

Most of the knights present had brought at least one servant to attend to them during the tournament, but Crowley had arrived alone. He much preferred his own company anyway. Once he was registered, he made his way onto the ground to have a look around. His helmet was held under his arm.

He had some time before he was expected to fight, so he was just going to relax and observe his opponents. Before making his way into the city, he had used a miracle to disguise his eyes, knowing the kings feelings around sorcerers and not wanting to risk getting into trouble.

[destinedlightt]

As he’s stood to the side getting Arthur into his armor he sees the knight who’d caught his eye and he cannot help but stare . He felt something , he felt off or odd , something wasn’t ‘normal’ about this man and it intrigued him . It felt like magic of sorts but surely someone wouldn’t risk that ? In something such a public affair ?

Arthur rolls his eyes and steps away to finish his buckles on his wrist plates when he sees Merlin has completely zoned out .

“Honestly Merlin , you’re useless sometimes ,” and he walks away leaving the servant alone .

[crowley-j-demon]

He couldn't help but feel the eyes on him as he moved around the area. It took him a moment to figure out who it was, for when he looked in Merlin's direction, he was already distracted by the prince.

There was something different about the man, that much he could sense. So much power radiated from him, but why would someone that powerful be working as a servant? With his curiosity piqued, he made his way towards the man and just caught what the sandy haired prince had said to him.

Pausing beside the darker haired man once the prince had left, he comments, "Bit rude, I thought princes were supposed to be nobel."

[destinedlightt]

He turns and realizes just who had approached him , his eyes drop down , he was supposed to show nobles respect , “I- well .. he’s in a mood today it would seem ,” he shrugs , he wants to look up at him but can’t bring himself to , fiddling with the hem of his scarf instead .

“I’ve not seen your crest In tournament before ,” he states the fact .

“Visiting ? Far off or ?”

[crowley-j-demon]

Crowley hums in response to the excuse from the man and notices his nervous behaviour with a chuckle. "You don't have to treat me like the other nobles, I've never really cared much for their stupid rules."

He glances towards the crowd and then back again, studying the man beside him now that he's close enough. "Not normally my sort of scene, I don't really compete much. An old friend of mine couldn't stop going on about how great the city is, so I figured I should pay a visit."

He purses his lips at the mention of coming from far off, "You could say that yeah."

[destinedlightt]

He tilts his head and quirks a brow at the comment of saying that , “You aren’t typical , you don’t enjoy the tournaments yet here you are and you’re from somewhere else ?” That plus the power he felt coming off of him .

“What are you ? I don’t mean to sound rude but ,” if he was magical he more than likely sensed his own , if he was in tune with it and the warlock let his guard down which he does now for a moment . A test .

[crowley-j-demon]

He shrugs with a grin on his face, "I was curious, and I don't normally compete because I can easily win... Not to sound cocky." He chuckles, "though I realise it does sound like that." He hums, "I travel a lot."

His brow cocks at that, such an outright question. "I don't know-" His words cut off as he feels the energy coming from the man increase. "I should be asking you the same thing." His eyes are wide as he glances around them to ensure they're not being listened to.

[destinedlightt]

As he notices the flux Merlin takes that as his sign , “I- well .. then I suppose we both have a gift or rather what is deemed here as a curse .. since birth ?” He asks knowing the other will understand it now .

“I was born this way , have to keep it hidden , it’s outlawed here . Which is something considering if the king had eyes he’d see his own had .”

[crowley-j-demon]

He studies the other for a moment, wondering how much he should say. He didn't really want to lie to the man, but he couldn't exactly say, or hope to explain, the fact that he's a demon to him. "I guess you could say that."

He nods, "I know it is, but no one will catch me. They don't know of the techniques my kind use." Miracles were very much out of their field of vision. Nothing gave them away, not unless you were a demon or angel yourself. He studies him again, born with magic? "Explains why I sense so much from you."

[destinedlightt]

“I sense a lot from you as well .. just be careful ,” he didn’t want a fellow user to be in danger .

“Uhm would it be too bold or out of place to ask for meeting later ? We can have a drink or something and talk more privately , there are far too many ears and eyes here that will not show us any mercy or twist our words even if we use a code of sorts . But best of luck , he may be an arrogant prat but he is good with his jousts and sword .” He clearly means Arthur .

[crowley-j-demon]

Crowley nods with a chuckle. "I'll do my best, I'm not exactly a careful fellow."

His eyes widen slightly at the question, and he can't help the small swoop of his stomagh in response. "No, not out of place at all," he smiles at him. "I would love that." He glances at those around them and nods. The man had a point. It wasn't safe to be themselves here. Looking back, he grins, "Thanks, I'm sure I'll manage to fair well myself."

[destinedlightt]

He nods and offers a small smile before taking a bow , “then enjoy the games and I shall see you later ,” he grins before moving to follow off after Arthur .

The trumpets flare announcing the beginning of the games , he grabs his masters sword and offers it , hand to hand was first . Jousts we’re for those who made the top ten .

[crowley-j-demon]

The black knight:

It's tournament season once again in Camelot, and this time, Crowley has decided to make his way into the city to compete. He easily forges some documents, proving his royal lineage using one of his miracles. This would be his first time in the city, though he had heard many tales of how 'great' the kingdom is. That remains to be seen... He never did particularly like authority figures.

He makes his way through the crowds, milling through the town up towards the castle. Some knights are already in front of him in the queue to sign in, but it should be his turn soon enough. He holds his documents in his hand, along with the crest he had made for himself, consisting of a snake wrapped around a black sword.

@destinedlightt

[destinedlightt]

He was always made to attend these things , he hated them most of the time , none of the knights catching his attention and Arthur simply rambling on . But this time .. as he watches them file onto the tournament grounds , his eyes are drawn to one man , and he finds himself unable to keep his gaze from him . Until -

“Merlin ! I said I need help with my armor ,” the blonde rolls his eyes and tosses his chest plate at him . He catches it without being too thrown off balance and tears his gaze from the man in all black armor .

[crowley-j-demon]

Most of the knights present had brought at least one servant to attend to them during the tournament, but Crowley had arrived alone. He much preferred his own company anyway. Once he was registered, he made his way onto the ground to have a look around. His helmet was held under his arm.

He had some time before he was expected to fight, so he was just going to relax and observe his opponents. Before making his way into the city, he had used a miracle to disguise his eyes, knowing the kings feelings around sorcerers and not wanting to risk getting into trouble.

[destinedlightt]

As he’s stood to the side getting Arthur into his armor he sees the knight who’d caught his eye and he cannot help but stare . He felt something , he felt off or odd , something wasn’t ‘normal’ about this man and it intrigued him . It felt like magic of sorts but surely someone wouldn’t risk that ? In something such a public affair ?

Arthur rolls his eyes and steps away to finish his buckles on his wrist plates when he sees Merlin has completely zoned out .

“Honestly Merlin , you’re useless sometimes ,” and he walks away leaving the servant alone .

[crowley-j-demon]

He couldn't help but feel the eyes on him as he moved around the area. It took him a moment to figure out who it was, for when he looked in Merlin's direction, he was already distracted by the prince.

There was something different about the man, that much he could sense. So much power radiated from him, but why would someone that powerful be working as a servant? With his curiosity piqued, he made his way towards the man and just caught what the sandy haired prince had said to him.

Pausing beside the darker haired man once the prince had left, he comments, "Bit rude, I thought princes were supposed to be nobel."

[destinedlightt]

He turns and realizes just who had approached him , his eyes drop down , he was supposed to show nobles respect , “I- well .. he’s in a mood today it would seem ,” he shrugs , he wants to look up at him but can’t bring himself to , fiddling with the hem of his scarf instead .

“I’ve not seen your crest In tournament before ,” he states the fact .

“Visiting ? Far off or ?”

[crowley-j-demon]

Crowley hums in response to the excuse from the man and notices his nervous behaviour with a chuckle. "You don't have to treat me like the other nobles, I've never really cared much for their stupid rules."

He glances towards the crowd and then back again, studying the man beside him now that he's close enough. "Not normally my sort of scene, I don't really compete much. An old friend of mine couldn't stop going on about how great the city is, so I figured I should pay a visit."

He purses his lips at the mention of coming from far off, "You could say that yeah."

[destinedlightt]

He tilts his head and quirks a brow at the comment of saying that , “You aren’t typical , you don’t enjoy the tournaments yet here you are and you’re from somewhere else ?” That plus the power he felt coming off of him .

“What are you ? I don’t mean to sound rude but ,” if he was magical he more than likely sensed his own , if he was in tune with it and the warlock let his guard down which he does now for a moment . A test .

[crowley-j-demon]

He shrugs with a grin on his face, "I was curious, and I don't normally compete because I can easily win... Not to sound cocky." He chuckles, "though I realise it does sound like that." He hums, "I travel a lot."

His brow cocks at that, such an outright question. "I don't know-" His words cut off as he feels the energy coming from the man increase. "I should be asking you the same thing." His eyes are wide as he glances around them to ensure they're not being listened to.

[destinedlightt]

As he notices the flux Merlin takes that as his sign , “I- well .. then I suppose we both have a gift or rather what is deemed here as a curse .. since birth ?” He asks knowing the other will understand it now .

“I was born this way , have to keep it hidden , it’s outlawed here . Which is something considering if the king had eyes he’d see his own had .”

[crowley-j-demon]

He studies the other for a moment, wondering how much he should say. He didn't really want to lie to the man, but he couldn't exactly say, or hope to explain, the fact that he's a demon to him. "I guess you could say that."

He nods, "I know it is, but no one will catch me. They don't know of the techniques my kind use." Miracles were very much out of their field of vision. Nothing gave them away, not unless you were a demon or angel yourself. He studies him again, born with magic? "Explains why I sense so much from you."

[destinedlightt]

“I sense a lot from you as well .. just be careful ,” he didn’t want a fellow user to be in danger .

“Uhm would it be too bold or out of place to ask for meeting later ? We can have a drink or something and talk more privately , there are far too many ears and eyes here that will not show us any mercy or twist our words even if we use a code of sorts . But best of luck , he may be an arrogant prat but he is good with his jousts and sword .” He clearly means Arthur .

[crowley-j-demon]

The black knight:

It's tournament season once again in Camelot, and this time, Crowley has decided to make his way into the city to compete. He easily forges some documents, proving his royal lineage using one of his miracles. This would be his first time in the city, though he had heard many tales of how 'great' the kingdom is. That remains to be seen... He never did particularly like authority figures.

He makes his way through the crowds, milling through the town up towards the castle. Some knights are already in front of him in the queue to sign in, but it should be his turn soon enough. He holds his documents in his hand, along with the crest he had made for himself, consisting of a snake wrapped around a black sword.

@destinedlightt

[destinedlightt]

He was always made to attend these things , he hated them most of the time , none of the knights catching his attention and Arthur simply rambling on . But this time .. as he watches them file onto the tournament grounds , his eyes are drawn to one man , and he finds himself unable to keep his gaze from him . Until -

“Merlin ! I said I need help with my armor ,” the blonde rolls his eyes and tosses his chest plate at him . He catches it without being too thrown off balance and tears his gaze from the man in all black armor .

[crowley-j-demon]

Most of the knights present had brought at least one servant to attend to them during the tournament, but Crowley had arrived alone. He much preferred his own company anyway. Once he was registered, he made his way onto the ground to have a look around. His helmet was held under his arm.

He had some time before he was expected to fight, so he was just going to relax and observe his opponents. Before making his way into the city, he had used a miracle to disguise his eyes, knowing the kings feelings around sorcerers and not wanting to risk getting into trouble.

[destinedlightt]

As he’s stood to the side getting Arthur into his armor he sees the knight who’d caught his eye and he cannot help but stare . He felt something , he felt off or odd , something wasn’t ‘normal’ about this man and it intrigued him . It felt like magic of sorts but surely someone wouldn’t risk that ? In something such a public affair ?

Arthur rolls his eyes and steps away to finish his buckles on his wrist plates when he sees Merlin has completely zoned out .

“Honestly Merlin , you’re useless sometimes ,” and he walks away leaving the servant alone .

[crowley-j-demon]

He couldn't help but feel the eyes on him as he moved around the area. It took him a moment to figure out who it was, for when he looked in Merlin's direction, he was already distracted by the prince.

There was something different about the man, that much he could sense. So much power radiated from him, but why would someone that powerful be working as a servant? With his curiosity piqued, he made his way towards the man and just caught what the sandy haired prince had said to him.

Pausing beside the darker haired man once the prince had left, he comments, "Bit rude, I thought princes were supposed to be nobel."

[destinedlightt]

He turns and realizes just who had approached him , his eyes drop down , he was supposed to show nobles respect , “I- well .. he’s in a mood today it would seem ,” he shrugs , he wants to look up at him but can’t bring himself to , fiddling with the hem of his scarf instead .

“I’ve not seen your crest In tournament before ,” he states the fact .

“Visiting ? Far off or ?”

[crowley-j-demon]

Crowley hums in response to the excuse from the man and notices his nervous behaviour with a chuckle. "You don't have to treat me like the other nobles, I've never really cared much for their stupid rules."

He glances towards the crowd and then back again, studying the man beside him now that he's close enough. "Not normally my sort of scene, I don't really compete much. An old friend of mine couldn't stop going on about how great the city is, so I figured I should pay a visit."

He purses his lips at the mention of coming from far off, "You could say that yeah."

[destinedlightt]

He tilts his head and quirks a brow at the comment of saying that , “You aren’t typical , you don’t enjoy the tournaments yet here you are and you’re from somewhere else ?” That plus the power he felt coming off of him .

“What are you ? I don’t mean to sound rude but ,” if he was magical he more than likely sensed his own , if he was in tune with it and the warlock let his guard down which he does now for a moment . A test .

[crowley-j-demon]

He shrugs with a grin on his face, "I was curious, and I don't normally compete because I can easily win... Not to sound cocky." He chuckles, "though I realise it does sound like that." He hums, "I travel a lot."

His brow cocks at that, such an outright question. "I don't know-" His words cut off as he feels the energy coming from the man increase. "I should be asking you the same thing." His eyes are wide as he glances around them to ensure they're not being listened to.

[destinedlightt]

As he notices the flux Merlin takes that as his sign , “I- well .. then I suppose we both have a gift or rather what is deemed here as a curse .. since birth ?” He asks knowing the other will understand it now .

“I was born this way , have to keep it hidden , it’s outlawed here . Which is something considering if the king had eyes he’d see his own had .”

[crowley-j-demon]

The black knight:

It's tournament season once again in Camelot, and this time, Crowley has decided to make his way into the city to compete. He easily forges some documents, proving his royal lineage using one of his miracles. This would be his first time in the city, though he had heard many tales of how 'great' the kingdom is. That remains to be seen... He never did particularly like authority figures.

He makes his way through the crowds, milling through the town up towards the castle. Some knights are already in front of him in the queue to sign in, but it should be his turn soon enough. He holds his documents in his hand, along with the crest he had made for himself, consisting of a snake wrapped around a black sword.

@destinedlightt

[destinedlightt]

He was always made to attend these things , he hated them most of the time , none of the knights catching his attention and Arthur simply rambling on . But this time .. as he watches them file onto the tournament grounds , his eyes are drawn to one man , and he finds himself unable to keep his gaze from him . Until -

“Merlin ! I said I need help with my armor ,” the blonde rolls his eyes and tosses his chest plate at him . He catches it without being too thrown off balance and tears his gaze from the man in all black armor .

[crowley-j-demon]

Most of the knights present had brought at least one servant to attend to them during the tournament, but Crowley had arrived alone. He much preferred his own company anyway. Once he was registered, he made his way onto the ground to have a look around. His helmet was held under his arm.

He had some time before he was expected to fight, so he was just going to relax and observe his opponents. Before making his way into the city, he had used a miracle to disguise his eyes, knowing the kings feelings around sorcerers and not wanting to risk getting into trouble.

[destinedlightt]

As he’s stood to the side getting Arthur into his armor he sees the knight who’d caught his eye and he cannot help but stare . He felt something , he felt off or odd , something wasn’t ‘normal’ about this man and it intrigued him . It felt like magic of sorts but surely someone wouldn’t risk that ? In something such a public affair ?

Arthur rolls his eyes and steps away to finish his buckles on his wrist plates when he sees Merlin has completely zoned out .

“Honestly Merlin , you’re useless sometimes ,” and he walks away leaving the servant alone .

[crowley-j-demon]

He couldn't help but feel the eyes on him as he moved around the area. It took him a moment to figure out who it was, for when he looked in Merlin's direction, he was already distracted by the prince.

There was something different about the man, that much he could sense. So much power radiated from him, but why would someone that powerful be working as a servant? With his curiosity piqued, he made his way towards the man and just caught what the sandy haired prince had said to him.

Pausing beside the darker haired man once the prince had left, he comments, "Bit rude, I thought princes were supposed to be nobel."

[destinedlightt]

He turns and realizes just who had approached him , his eyes drop down , he was supposed to show nobles respect , “I- well .. he’s in a mood today it would seem ,” he shrugs , he wants to look up at him but can’t bring himself to , fiddling with the hem of his scarf instead .

“I’ve not seen your crest In tournament before ,” he states the fact .

“Visiting ? Far off or ?”

[crowley-j-demon]

Crowley hums in response to the excuse from the man and notices his nervous behaviour with a chuckle. "You don't have to treat me like the other nobles, I've never really cared much for their stupid rules."

He glances towards the crowd and then back again, studying the man beside him now that he's close enough. "Not normally my sort of scene, I don't really compete much. An old friend of mine couldn't stop going on about how great the city is, so I figured I should pay a visit."

He purses his lips at the mention of coming from far off, "You could say that yeah."

[destinedlightt]

He tilts his head and quirks a brow at the comment of saying that , “You aren’t typical , you don’t enjoy the tournaments yet here you are and you’re from somewhere else ?” That plus the power he felt coming off of him .

“What are you ? I don’t mean to sound rude but ,” if he was magical he more than likely sensed his own , if he was in tune with it and the warlock let his guard down which he does now for a moment . A test .

[crowley-j-demon]

The black knight:

It's tournament season once again in Camelot, and this time, Crowley has decided to make his way into the city to compete. He easily forges some documents, proving his royal lineage using one of his miracles. This would be his first time in the city, though he had heard many tales of how 'great' the kingdom is. That remains to be seen... He never did particularly like authority figures.

He makes his way through the crowds, milling through the town up towards the castle. Some knights are already in front of him in the queue to sign in, but it should be his turn soon enough. He holds his documents in his hand, along with the crest he had made for himself, consisting of a snake wrapped around a black sword.

@destinedlightt

[destinedlightt]

He was always made to attend these things , he hated them most of the time , none of the knights catching his attention and Arthur simply rambling on . But this time .. as he watches them file onto the tournament grounds , his eyes are drawn to one man , and he finds himself unable to keep his gaze from him . Until -

“Merlin ! I said I need help with my armor ,” the blonde rolls his eyes and tosses his chest plate at him . He catches it without being too thrown off balance and tears his gaze from the man in all black armor .

[crowley-j-demon]

Most of the knights present had brought at least one servant to attend to them during the tournament, but Crowley had arrived alone. He much preferred his own company anyway. Once he was registered, he made his way onto the ground to have a look around. His helmet was held under his arm.

He had some time before he was expected to fight, so he was just going to relax and observe his opponents. Before making his way into the city, he had used a miracle to disguise his eyes, knowing the kings feelings around sorcerers and not wanting to risk getting into trouble.

[destinedlightt]

As he’s stood to the side getting Arthur into his armor he sees the knight who’d caught his eye and he cannot help but stare . He felt something , he felt off or odd , something wasn’t ‘normal’ about this man and it intrigued him . It felt like magic of sorts but surely someone wouldn’t risk that ? In something such a public affair ?

Arthur rolls his eyes and steps away to finish his buckles on his wrist plates when he sees Merlin has completely zoned out .

“Honestly Merlin , you’re useless sometimes ,” and he walks away leaving the servant alone .

[crowley-j-demon]

He couldn't help but feel the eyes on him as he moved around the area. It took him a moment to figure out who it was, for when he looked in Merlin's direction, he was already distracted by the prince.

There was something different about the man, that much he could sense. So much power radiated from him, but why would someone that powerful be working as a servant? With his curiosity piqued, he made his way towards the man and just caught what the sandy haired prince had said to him.

Pausing beside the darker haired man once the prince had left, he comments, "Bit rude, I thought princes were supposed to be nobel."

[destinedlightt]

He turns and realizes just who had approached him , his eyes drop down , he was supposed to show nobles respect , “I- well .. he’s in a mood today it would seem ,” he shrugs , he wants to look up at him but can’t bring himself to , fiddling with the hem of his scarf instead .

“I’ve not seen your crest In tournament before ,” he states the fact .

“Visiting ? Far off or ?”