Two Silver Pieces - [Action/Voice]

[arturius]

[A week ago, Arthur left on his horse to explore the outer edge of the barrier more thoroughly than he had before. He didn't leave with much warning, hoping he would simply find a way out. But it was a week out in the cold and not too comfortable, but he'd dealt with worse while traveling with his knights throughout the Five Kingdoms. Even so, he was quite happy to be able to return to his apartment for a much needed bath. Fortunately he didn't need a servant to have a hot bath warmed up for him. One advantage of Luceti science, it seemed. Though he considered it only a moment's rest. He would need to resume his efforts later.

Today Arthur can be seen in town again for the first time in awhile, leading his horse into the market area. He's collecting supplies again, being a little more thorough than previously. He'd had to raid the New Feather stations more than once the last week, so he wasn't keen on doing that again. As always, he's in his chainmail, but that's covered with an extra long coat on top, concealing it for the most part. He's really not that good with the whole 'staying put' thing. Not while Camelot is in peril. But there's some things he wants to know before he heads out again. So his best bet is the journal, unfortunately. Something he's more or less been ignoring the past week. Well. Here he goes again.]

First of all, I know I'll be told what I'm doing is absolutely useless, so I don't need a reminder of that. What I'd like to know is how thoroughly the barrier around the mountains and ocean have been explored. Say what you will, but I don't believe any fortress is perfect. I intend to explore the outer edges of the mountain soon, so any information would be greatly appreciated.

Failing that, I'll require a ship to sail around the edge of the barrier. Would any such vessel be available?

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[arturius]

I'm not exactly keen on making an idiot of myself trying to find someone to polish my boots.

[Even if he really kinda needs someone for that.]

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[herotypical]

Really? I find that asking nicely tends to help.

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[arturius]

Well then, would you like to polish my boots?

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[herotypical]

...You forgot the magic word.

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[arturius]

Right, of course. Please.

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[herotypical]

Sorry. I save lives, not boots. Try someone else.

[ what a set-up. ]

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[arturius]

Well, that wasn't predictable at all.

[Not a very good one, though.]

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[herotypical]

...I think it's to your credit that you predicted that, no matter how predictable. Show's you're not exactly entitled. Right?

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[arturius]

Well I'm relieved to not disappoint you.

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[herotypical]

And I'm relieved to hear that your relief is mostly put on.

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[arturius]

I feel like I'm being judged for something I did before but don't remember.

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[herotypical]

You've...read the guide. So you know all about people coming and going, right? Sometimes multiple times?

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[arturius]

Which is exactly why I'm asking. I've met more than one person who recognized me. And not only because I'm some sort of myth.

[herotypical]

Oh. Thank God. Someone else has already told you. That's always my least favourite part.

[arturius]

Well I'm hardly thrilled about it either.

[herotypical]

R-right. Sorry. I...guess it's probably pretty weird. To come to terms with.

[arturius]

That I frequently make stops to other worlds and forget all about it? A bit. Or maybe it's the part where half the people I meet light up at the mention of 'King Arthur' or 'Camelot' or even 'Merlin'.

[herotypical]

...Sucks being a heavy-hitter, doesn't it? No privacy. The paparazzi are always knocking on your doors.

[arturius]

No one's started knocking on my door yet. [Is that going to happen now?]

[herotypical]

Give it a few months.

[arturius]

Great. Another reminder of how long I might be here.

[herotypical]

Hey. We can't all be lucky saps and get sent home a few months after getting here.

[arturius]

Well I can certainly hold onto the hope of being a sap.

[herotypical]

Your little, uhm, friend...hasn't shown up this time. Has he?

[arturius]

What? Merlin? No. Typical, really. He's never around when I need him.