Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30887024-20171019224436/@comment-30887024-20171020095346

I didn't mean to was the first answer on top of Marlene's head. But she did. She had perfect control over her magic. It responded well to her emotions. And she had a perfect control over her emotions too.

So Mar took one look at the girl who had just approached her.

Every feature was familiar. One of the people she had seen through her little tower window. And by King Arthur did she remember each and every one of them. From Camelot.

"That's the least of it." she bragged. "But," Marlene twirled her staff until it was back to a pen size. "I'm no villain. I'm the next Merlin."

The stranger was from Camelot. That much Marlene could deduce. "And you are?"