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[theyseemegoblin-blog]

The Souleater, Circle of Salt! So much for your Human Magic!!!

[theyseemegoblin-blog]

You Vermin Lot be whinin' and complainin' but NOT BE PAYIN' Weekly Tribute of 1 piece of GOLD per Vermin!!!! I be throwin' your STENCHYSMALLPANTS to the RABID DOGS!

[theyseemegoblin-blog]

Goblin be go getting the SALT!

[aarthurpendragon-blog]

The limelight // Arthur & Leon

Arthur Pendragon drew attention.

He wasn't football player famous, or boyband famous, or any other type of famous, but he was rich, young and good looking. He'd more than once featured in various magazines and tabloids. It was not unheard of for paparazzi  who has presumably lost the main subject for their lens, to attempt cheap shots of Arthur leaving bars, restaurants  anywhere out in public. He was nineteen and, presuming Morgana never got her way, set to inherit millions upon millions of pounds, it was to be expected.

That's not to say Arthur was fond of photographers. The press had had a field day when the Morgana-scandal had broken out two years ago, leaving him with a bitter resentment for anyone wielding a DSLR in his direction or shouting "just a quick shot, Mr. Pendragon?" 

Arthur was walking lethargically and lazily. It was early afternoon and he'd headed down to the village for lunch, and now had a lecture to attend before his day was through. The uphill path back to the castle seemed 20x steeper now than it had when he'd walked down. 

He'd been kicking a pebble up the patch as he walked when the all-too-familiar click of a camera shutter sounded behind him. Arthur froze, instinctively feeling the blood rush to his face, the hair on the back of his neck stand on end and the camera clicked again. The perverted idiot's been following me. 

Arthur swung around rather quickly, he didn't mean to have his fists clenched but somehow that happened too. 

"Listen mate don't you have some skank you need to take up-the-skirt shots of or- oh!" 

Bless Arthur's arrogant vanity, the photographers focus was not actually Arthur's ass, but infact a perfectly tended rose bush with dark red blooms that was planted off the edge of the path. 

And Arthur'd recognize the man's blonde curls anywhere.

"Leon!" He exclaimed, feeling the rush of relief, and of embarrassment at his outburst as the man looked up at him from examining his camera screen, looking understandably bemused.