Arthur ♜002
Who: princeclotpole and somarium
Where: Lake Meridian, probably moving to Espoir at some point
Style: Either, starting in third
Status: Open
Notes: Arthur's home from canon update; possibility of spoilers for Merlin series 3
He was back, he realised after the momentary panic upon waking up in the middle of a field, this time without a horse but that didn't matter at all and even though he knew that he should check on the cottage he'd stayed in, to see if Merlin was still around and, if he was, to ask what he remembered, if he'd gone back too seeing as he'd been in Camelot too but he couldn't bring himself to. Too much had happened. He sighed heavily and forced himself to his feet, heading down to where he knew the lake was, ignoring the scarecrows and the thick blanket of snow that hadn't been present last he remembered, even if he was only in a thin shirt and breeches and boots, he made his way down, only paying attention to where his feet until he made it to the lake where he sat down heavily, sighing as he looked out over it.
Eventually he'd head up to the cottage but for now, he was content to stay here and try not to think about what had transpired in Camelot.
Where: Lake Meridian, probably moving to Espoir at some point
Style: Either, starting in third
Status: Open
Notes: Arthur's home from canon update; possibility of spoilers for Merlin series 3
He was back, he realised after the momentary panic upon waking up in the middle of a field, this time without a horse but that didn't matter at all and even though he knew that he should check on the cottage he'd stayed in, to see if Merlin was still around and, if he was, to ask what he remembered, if he'd gone back too seeing as he'd been in Camelot too but he couldn't bring himself to. Too much had happened. He sighed heavily and forced himself to his feet, heading down to where he knew the lake was, ignoring the scarecrows and the thick blanket of snow that hadn't been present last he remembered, even if he was only in a thin shirt and breeches and boots, he made his way down, only paying attention to where his feet until he made it to the lake where he sat down heavily, sighing as he looked out over it.
Eventually he'd head up to the cottage but for now, he was content to stay here and try not to think about what had transpired in Camelot.