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[tanstagi]

He bears a striking resemblance to Anthony Quinn, though he's much hairier.  Nearly every inch of his olive skin is thick with black hair-it's clearly human, but there is a certain gorilla-like air.  His eyebrows are especially thick.  For all this, he only has short hair atop his head, and only faint stubble for a beard, which exemplifies his .

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[sonofpellinore]

"What is a computer? And a submarine?" he asks, still too new to be used to confusion. He's forgoing armor given the peaceful nature of the place, but still wears a sword, and holds himself as a knight. Too much training to ignore.

[tanstagi]

"Hm..." Hagbard has never met a knight who wasn't just play acting, but considering the sword, he decides that they must have gotten the bearing right. "My computer is a sort-of false man with a box for a body. Most computers are--well, have you ever seen an Abacus?"

"A submarine is what you would get if you turned Jonah's whale into a ship; it goes underwater, and you can live in it."

This is a new feeling for Hagbard-he's used to explaining these sorts of things to people with some understanding. This must be how Malaclypse feels...

[sonofpellinore]

"Tis a creature? Tis tame?" He comes forward a bit, skeptical but interested. "And how is a man like an abacus, even a false man? What enchantment is it?"

[tanstagi]

"I would call the Lief Erikson many things, but I'm not sure tame would be one of them!" He bursts with laughter. "Though she obeys. And does not digest." He hesitates on the next question-he wonders what Malaclypse or the Dealy Lama would say, but he's neither of them, so he stops himself. "It is an enchantment bound by numbers. It's almost kabbalistic, really." He is very much not used to having to actively think as he goes, so his face is beginning to scrunch up. "It's like a Golem, but very particular."

[sonofpellinore]

"Are you a great wizard, then, sir?" he asks, unafraid but wary.

[tanstagi]

Hagbard grins broadly. Classical knights, he has decided, are wonderful. "A great wizard? You can certainly call me that!" He chuckles quietly. "A strange sort of wizard, though-My enchantment is slow, and only affects people's minds." He pauses. "And things that aren't people."

"Hagbard Celine, Wizard of Engineering. It does have a certain ring to it."

[sonofpellinore]

Lamorak blinks, but says, "I am Sir Lamorak, son of Pellinore, serving the High King Arthur of Britain. Are you the lord of this enchanted place, then?"

T: The typist is amused and having Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court flashbacks.

[tanstagi]

Hagbard frowns this time-what a significant change from his usual smile! He looks insulted. "Sir Lamorak, I am lord of nothing. I have no use for lords, and neither does anyone else." The insult slowly fades from his face, and he says kindly, "Besides, I only just got here myself."

[sonofpellinore]

"No use for lords?" This baffles him more utterly than the computer had.

[tanstagi]

Hagbard begins to grin again. "I mis-spoke. It's not that I have no use for any lords-as much as it's not true that I'm lord of nothing." He looks Sir Lamorak directly in the eyes. "I am lord of myself, and no other man is lord of me." He watches the knight very closely.

[sonofpellinore]

"Where are you from, then, sir, that has no kings nor liege lords?"

[tanstagi]

Hagbard ponders this for a moment. 'The future' seems wrong in too many ways. Finally he nods and says "The sea is my home. But that only helped-you don't need kings and lords on the land, either."

[sonofpellinore]

"Sir, what blasphemy is this?" He touches his sword, but doesn't draw it.

[tanstagi]

"No need for violence, sir," Hagbard says casually but quickly. "I'm subversive, not revolutionary. I will never mean any harm to your lord! I only mean to speak freely." Unsure this will work, he decides to add, "Besides, how useful would a sword be against a Great Wizard?" of words, he adds silently.

[sonofpellinore]

This gives him pause, and he drops his hand, but frowns. "God ordains kings, man, and tis no right of ours to question his choosing."

[tanstagi]

Hagbard nods in understanding but not agreement, as can be told by his ponderous expression. "God. The biggest lord there is." He thinks for a moment. "It is your right to believe God unquestionable," he finally says, "and I won't take away that right." He's quite proud of that one, and beams to show it. He's never been faced with strict dogma without clear psychological undercurrents before, and it does worry him a little.