009. [voice] [fourth wall post]

[oncefutureking]

[static erupts across the system, quickly followed by the muffled sound of Arthur slapping the device into the palm of his hand.]

What is...

[there's a pause, and a disgruntling mutter, followed by more thumping of the speaker against Arthur's palm.]

Useless magic box. What are all these noises about?

[sigh.]At least the snow has let up. It

Comments

[starforaheart]

Magic is many things, but seldom useless.

[oncefutureking]

[Great, another voice he doesn't recognize.]

It's only use is to cause trouble.

[starforaheart]

Nonsense. I know many kingdoms who would seek to use the skill of witches and wizards to turn the tides of war. Simple housework with equally simple charms are harmless in comparison, don't you agree?

[oncefutureking]

Our war is against magic, sorcerer, I see no reason why any kingdom would enlist it's help unless they wished an untimely demise.

[starforaheart]

Spoken like a person with no ability of their own.

[oncefutureking]

[He scoffs, a knee-jerk reaction.]

I have no need for such things.

[starforaheart]

Perhaps your need is greater than you know.

I am the Wizard Howl Pendragon.

[oncefutureking]

[WHAAAAAAAAAAAAT]

Come again?