The Legend of King Arthur

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ooc: I'm going to try to get Rosalyn back in the story before it's too late.

ic: Rosalyn, now sixteen years old, was on her way to the castle to see if Guinivere was still there. She missed her friend since she hadn't seen her in a while. She waved at the familiar lords and ladies as she entered the looming castle.
 
Arthur was pleased to see that Morgan had chosen the best and richest harp in the Castle.
 
"My first song," she said, "will be the tale of Boadacia," she said as she adjusted herself on the seat. She began with the lower notes and as she sang there was something haunting in the lyrics. As the song progressed it got more and more riviting and fst paced. But the song's chorus was mystical sounding, when she sang of Boadacia gliding down an icy river. Later in the song it revealed that she was dead as she floated down the river.

Once the song was done, Morgan turned to everyone.
 
Rosalyn was met by one of Leodogrance's men-at-arms with whom she was acquainted.

"Damsel, you missed some excitement!--and I mean, over and above the excitement of my liege-lord setting out scouts to watch for an attack. We were visited by the great Merlin himself! He _flew_ here, gave news of the military situation, and worked healing upon all of our sick, who are now rapidly recovering! Merlin is now bound for the coast, to help stop the Saxons who have made unholy alliance with Orkney."

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When Morgan finished her song, Sir Kay spoke for the assembly of knights: "My lady, all of us know the tale of Boadicea; but hearing you sing of it made it as new and urgent for the listening soul as if we were _living_ the events!"
 
Rosalyn was met by one of Leodogrance's men-at-arms with whom she was acquainted.

"Damsel, you missed some excitement!--and I mean, over and above the excitement of my liege-lord setting out scouts to watch for an attack. We were visited by the great Merlin himself! He _flew_ here, gave news of the military situation, and worked healing upon all of our sick, who are now rapidly recovering! Merlin is now bound for the coast, to help stop the Saxons who have made unholy alliance with Orkney."

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When Morgan finished her song, Sir Kay spoke for the assembly of knights: "My lady, all of us know the tale of Boadicea; but hearing you sing of it made it as new and urgent for the listening soul as if we were _living_ the events!"


"I'm glad," she replied, "please tell me what songs haven't you heard so that I can introduce you to them? Perhaps songs from my own kind?"
 
"As the Seneschal said, my lady, we know the _story_ of Boadicea," remarked Sir Sagramore; "but your particular song was new to us, wonderfully new. And it has also been said that we dread not to hear songs of other traditions. I know I speak for the King when I say, _any_ song you perform will captivate our grateful ears, as--if I may make so bold--your beauty already captivates all present."
 
"As the Seneschal said, my lady, we know the _story_ of Boadicea," remarked Sir Sagramore; "but your particular song was new to us, wonderfully new. And it has also been said that we dread not to hear songs of other traditions. I know I speak for the King when I say, _any_ song you perform will captivate our grateful ears, as--if I may make so bold--your beauty already captivates all present."

"Why, you may be so bold m'lord," she said with a smirk, "very well then, the song of Sir Flein the Druid." She said and began her song, it was just as mystical sounding and heart pounding as the first.
 
Not one of the listening Knights of the Round Table was moved to _become_ a pagan and worship nature or an Earth-goddess; but _every_ knight was filled with admiration for Morgan, and some with feelings less lofty than abstract courtly admiration. Sir Sagramore, nicknamed The Desirous, was one of the unwedded men, and was the most susceptible of the company to Morgan's seemingly unconscious entrancing effect.
 
She finished her song and continued others, all the while thinking beyond where she was. Then after her last song, she stood and adressed everyone. "I am about to play a song my mother, Goddess bless thine soul, Layd Igraine taught me when I was young. It is called the Bridge."

She sat back down and began to play, her usual alto voice replaced by a celestial soprano.

"Avery dew and harking calls,
And a henbit brought,
The paths have been chosen when evening falls,
Everything has been taught.

Winds so invisible but can appear,
From darken skies and blended wood,
All to which served their time here,
And yearn to take back what they could.

Dusk and Gypsy chime,
And soon the night,
Hopefully there will be glad periods of time,
When I walk the bridge to Light.

I was born neither in time nor space,
To me Home has sung,
And I shall see the Architect’s place,
For the bells on the Bridge have rung."


(ooc look familiar?:rolleyes:)
 
OOC: Yes, I saw you post that elsewhere. Tennyson, anyone? Now, Kim, note that the reaction depicted below is not "me;" the feeling stirred inside Sagramore is not so noble as what is felt by, say, Alipang Havens.


Sir Sagramore was not conscious of having left his seat until, just at the end of the song, he found himself standing almost within arm's reach of the royal songstress. He had a fresh goblet of wine in his hand; and when he came to himself, his next action was by his own free will. Kneeling before Morgan, he stammered, "My lady, I beg leave to offer you refreshment. By my sword, and by my mother's grave, you are the loveliest lady ever to breathe worldly air!"
 
OOC: Yes, I saw you post that elsewhere. Tennyson, anyone? Now, Kim, note that the reaction depicted below is not "me;" the feeling stirred inside Sagramore is not so noble as what is felt by, say, Alipang Havens.


Sir Sagramore was not conscious of having left his seat until, just at the end of the song, he found himself standing almost within arm's reach of the royal songstress. He had a fresh goblet of wine in his hand; and when he came to himself, his next action was by his own free will. Kneeling before Morgan, he stammered, "My lady, I beg leave to offer you refreshment. By my sword, and by my mother's grave, you are the loveliest lady ever to breathe worldly air!"

"Well thankyou, I can tell my aunt that Avalon has raised me well. From awkward seed to blooming flower I suppose," she said with a smile then extended her hand to take the cup.
 
One other knight rose from his chair, but with much more command of himself; it helped that he was older, and a married man. He was also one of the minor kings who had joined Arthur's cause: King Pellinore, the very man famed for seeking the fabled Questing Beast. { Pellinore has quite a tale of his own, to which I might refer later, but it is not necessary here. --CF } That hunt had been suspended in favor of patriotic duty (Pellinore would be in the relief expedition at first light)...but not entirely forgotten.

"My lady," said Pellinore, "I prithee think us not ungracious that we do not ALL offer you goblets at once; but it was my understanding that food and drink were given you before you sang, and that when finished singing you are to sit with us at the King's right hand and refresh yourself anew. I beg leave, though, to ask you a question of lore: have you, or your kinswomen, ever sighted a marvellous beast like a lion with the head end of a serpent instead of a lion's head, and making a noise like numerous hounds baying all at once?"
 
One other knight rose from his chair, but with much more command of himself; it helped that he was older, and a married man. He was also one of the minor kings who had joined Arthur's cause: King Pellinore, the very man famed for seeking the fabled Questing Beast. { Pellinore has quite a tale of his own, to which I might refer later, but it is not necessary here. --CF } That hunt had been suspended in favor of patriotic duty (Pellinore would be in the relief expedition at first light)...but not entirely forgotten.

"My lady," said Pellinore, "I prithee think us not ungracious that we do not ALL offer you goblets at once; but it was my understanding that food and drink were given you before you sang, and that when finished singing you are to sit with us at the King's right hand and refresh yourself anew. I beg leave, though, to ask you a question of lore: have you, or your kinswomen, ever sighted a marvellous beast like a lion with the head end of a serpent instead of a lion's head, and making a noise like numerous hounds baying all at once?"

Morgan cocked an eyebrow, "I am not permitted to say what I've seen in Avalon dear Sir, but I will tell you I've known stranger. Prey what is the meaning for the question?"
 
"My lady, although my retainers are now preparing for human warfare, I cannot completely forget the quest of my bloodline. My grandfather, as a young man, was certain that he had seen such a beast as I described ranging the inland forests, and spent three years of his life trying to capture it. He, or a follower of his, dubbed it the Questing Beast. He reputedly saw it several more times ere his death--and he was NOT a man given to excessive drinking--but never got close enough to attempt a capture. Therefore, his quest was passed to my father, and thence to me. Unless it can somehow be proven that no such animal exists, I am bound to do what I can to catch it."
 
"My lady, although my retainers are now preparing for human warfare, I cannot completely forget the quest of my bloodline. My grandfather, as a young man, was certain that he had seen such a beast as I described ranging the inland forests, and spent three years of his life trying to capture it. He, or a follower of his, dubbed it the Questing Beast. He reputedly saw it several more times ere his death--and he was NOT a man given to excessive drinking--but never got close enough to attempt a capture. Therefore, his quest was passed to my father, and thence to me. Unless it can somehow be proven that no such animal exists, I am bound to do what I can to catch it."


Morgan looked him over and inwardly sighed. How little the out side world of Avalon. "My dear sir, I do not doubt your grandfather saw such a creature. But did it actually harm anyone?"
 
"It was never proven that the Questing Beast harmed human or livestock, my lady," replied Pellinore. "That is why my family seeks to capture it alive, to know what manner of thing it is, not to slay it unless it does threaten human life. Perhaps you will say that I ought not do even that much--in which case, I will observe the law of hospitality and not wage disputes with a guest."
 
"Gentlemen. Do not burden the gracious Lady with questions and other comments. I am sure they are important, but may the Lady, my Sister would like to enlighten us about her life with another song?"
 
"It was never proven that the Questing Beast harmed human or livestock, my lady," replied Pellinore. "That is why my family seeks to capture it alive, to know what manner of thing it is, not to slay it unless it does threaten human life. Perhaps you will say that I ought not do even that much--in which case, I will observe the law of hospitality and not wage disputes with a guest."

"Let us just say, Avalon is a friend to all creatures. The beast you call it, is indeed a friend. I'm sure if a friend of Avalon ever came to the likes of you, you would respect him or her as you respect me. I do not wish any argument, but know the Mother Goddess sees all and punishes those who mistreat friends of Avalon."
 
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