One of - Arthur's knights. Mordred. He turned against us, he joined Morgana, and they...they raised an army to march on Camelot. Arthur took his men out to meet them, and Mordred...
...Mordred dealt him a mortal blow, on the field of battle.
[He draws a deep, shuddering breath, and what comes next is harder.]
I knew it would happen. I knew, but...Morgana stole my magic from me. By the time I had it back, by the time I sought out Mordred, Arthur had killed him and it was...too late. It was already done.
[He'd failed. Perhaps not in fostering the Albion he had always dreamed of, but in protecting his best friend.]
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7/1/13 00:28 (UTC)One of - Arthur's knights. Mordred. He turned against us, he joined Morgana, and they...they raised an army to march on Camelot. Arthur took his men out to meet them, and Mordred...
...Mordred dealt him a mortal blow, on the field of battle.
[He draws a deep, shuddering breath, and what comes next is harder.]
I knew it would happen. I knew, but...Morgana stole my magic from me. By the time I had it back, by the time I sought out Mordred, Arthur had killed him and it was...too late. It was already done.
[He'd failed. Perhaps not in fostering the Albion he had always dreamed of, but in protecting his best friend.]