open post | reincarnation

[musain]

❝Our lives are not our own. From womb to tomb, we’re bound to others. Past and present. And by each crime and every kindness, rebirth our future.❞ Your characters keep meeting across time and space, dying and being born again. Every lifetime is an adventure. For reference / inspiration: the Cloud Atlas trailer how to: ♛ tag in with your characters: write about who they were in the past, give them alternate names, make up alternate history: there are no hard and fast rules. ♛ tag others: is it a love story for the ages? a rivalry that spans centuries? is there something that draws them to another, something they can't quite pin down? an overwhelming sense of deja vu? or was it just someone you saw in a dream? ♛ have fun, and be excellent.

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Re: Scotland

[skepticseer]

"No, if there are those practicing magic, I am sure Uther's men would have ferreted them out long before the witch hunters' arrival." Unless, of course, her father was protecting them, which, in truth, he is.

Not that this Merlin would know that. Then again, what girl knows all her father's secrets. Perhaps there is a reason Hunith stays here.

"I shall speak to Father then. We have been inconvenienced enough by them. How is anyone expected to make a living, if all they are is scrutinized." She offers a little smile.

"My father's word should be enough to vouch for your mother."

Re: Scotland

[washessocks]

"I'm sure they would." Merlin agreed as firmly as he could, because of course he knew that they wouldn't, that they hadn't, and he feverently hoped that they would continue to not do so. He was quietly confident that any other magic users in the area were as harmless as he was, anybody truly wishing anyone harm would have been caught by now, at least that's how he sees it.

"I'm sure that would be appreciated," he nodded, much more earnestly this time, he knew that they were being a nuisance to everybody in the village, not just him and his mother, they were so determined to catch somebody out and find a witch that they were driving everybody crazy.

"...Thank you."

Re: Scotland

[skepticseer]

"They have even called upon the house, to ask about the live in servants." These people are family to Morgana, much more than servants. Unfortunately, she couldn't put herself in front of the witch finders, and thus her father had to send them away.

Perhaps it was the vehemence of her father who kept them here. Morgana can't help but wonder. What a prize it would be to take the daughter of a laird.

"They want something for their pains but it will not be here." There's a risk she has to take. "If anyone in the village feels as though they are to be accused, tell them to come to the house, immediately, at the bequest of Lady Morgana."

Re: Scotland

[washessocks]

Merlin tried hard to keep the suspicion out of his gaze as he thought about her words. Was she really willing to protect them? He knew his mother only had nice things to say about her father, that he was a good laird who took care of his lands and his people, so should he trust the man's daughter as well? Or was this some kind of test?

"I'll tell the villagers that," he nodded slightly. Would admitting the potential for an accusation delay it or speed it up? He had no idea, he hoped for the former, but her words up until now could simply be an act. "In confidence." he added, in case she was genuinely trying to help, the last thing they'd need was for the witch finders to go after her.

Re: Scotland

[skepticseer]

Her protection can be explained away easily to the witch finders: concern for those of the lands she will one day inherit. Suspicion may be raised, but she trusts her father.

Protect those here, and they will all be safe.

It's the feeling the man doesn't trust her. Then again, she may be projecting her own feelings. As much as she knows of the estate, she's had to stay distant. It makes her an unknown.

"The land here is nothing without its people. To lose one to this madness would be a tragedy. I thank you for your help, and caution."

Re: Scotland

[washessocks]

Merlin isn't sure whether she means those words or not, though he hopes desperately that she does. A landowner should think like that, because it was the truth, and both the people and the land would thrive if more people knew it.

"Of course, my lady, I care as much for those people as you clearly do," they were his family, of a sorts, and even though he didn't always get along with a lot of them, he would never want to see any of them hurt.