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AVALON CALLING

Rune was running a whole lot of ideas through his head. "So. I never been to albion. So I have absolutely no idea what awaits us. What I do know is the my rifle is there, and I really, really need it. Even If I have to fight for it. I don't suppose you have something you call upon, or you know, ask?" He had been many places, among those The Strange Sands where Fae went to die alone, In Tír na nÓg – where the Gaelic and Celtic fae congregated and he had spent years of his life in Alfheim. But Avalon, Avalon was new. And new things... Terrified him.

Eva nodded, as the man known as Johan or Rune, as his Hero persona would better be known as did some explaining of his own. It was nice to meet another Champion of sorts."So, you're another Champion, like, what my Senior? Does it even work that way. Am I a Champion?"

"I'm... Not sure. I don't think you're my junior. Other then age I guess. We are champions for different kings, legacies and realms really. There are a myriad of magical kingdoms and realms that exist beyond our own."

Dickens thrashed about wilfully in Eva's arms. Likely wanting to explore more."Sorry, looks like he's antsy. So. I guess that last part is undecided then, first though back on track. I might know someone who can get us to Avalon. I mean, he's been there, I just hope he remembers how he got there is what I'm saying."

There was a pause as Eva placed Dickens down. "We need to go to the Library, the magical kind. Just uh. Yeah follow me then right yeah."

"Alright. It is your show now. So this person, is he also tied to the Excalibur?" He said as he followed. 

"You could say that, tied. Yeah. Person, not so much any more though."[/color]

There was a few minutes between leaving the Red Devil and the opening to Merlin's Library, it was a simple enough process and all Eva really needed was a door. As she cracked it open the Library started to reveal its wonders, magnificent ceilings as high as the eye could see packed with old books, older than anything Earth had, books that were scrolls, or mere parchment. Artifacts lined the walls with the most dangerous safely tucked away far from reach. It never failed to surprise Eva with how big the place actually was, "So, This is the Magical Library of a Merlin from another Earth, but the one we're looking for should be abou..."

And while they turned a corner, Arthur floated up, his Golden sheen giving him an aura of grandeur, which was highly rare even among higher spirits, most simply had a blue or green sheen at best. "She doesn't like guests, you know that. Who do we have here then?"

'This, Johan is Arthur Pendragon. Err, his Ghostly form that is,"

Johan stared. He was not ashamed of admitting it. He stared at the ghostly apparition. "You... Yo' a fokinn king." His accent suddenly heavy as the day he first learned english from watching too much BBC comedy.

Arthur took a moment appreciating the fact that finally someone was flabbergasted that King Arthur still hung around the mortal world. "I'm beginning to like this guy, he's someone who appreciates my legacy proper. Unlike my own Descendant."

"Johan is another Champion, wielding a powerful artifact. We found that a Demon is behind the creation of the Soul Stone, and he has a weapon that can help. Problem is it's in Avalon. We need a way to get there. And not everyone knows the legend of King Arthur."

"Avalon yes. Been ages since I was last there, if I remember I coated Excalibur in a magic oil, hmm. Give me a few minutes to remember what it was."

Merlin who up until now has been deep in her books came out and began to.furiously shout at the newcomer."Keep your filthy Elven scent off my Library. I know who you serve that Nêuvean Winterborn. I remember him from my World, and since he has a Male Champion I can only assume his taste differentiates in this one. I don't want his Elven stank defiling my Pristine Library, Sodding Islander."

"I will try to not rub myself all over your collection of 1400's erotica. Do not worry one bit."  He said as he took one book, and as to demonstrate what he wasn't going to do, rubbed it in his beard." You don't wanna know what this beard has seen and done. Or where it has been."

"Considering Winterborn, in his arse." Merlin said as the halls began to convulse and spasm like the entire Library was one gigantic throat. With the walls shaking and the bookshelves moving perfectly to the sway the trio was spat out onto the street, a dust cloud following them.Eva regained her footing to see something odd. Within a moment of getting upright, she took out her phone and pointed it towards Johan. "Stay still."

"What. Why are you taking a picture?" Johan said, still a bit disoriented from the porting.

"No, real reason." The flash from the phone was quickly gone and Eva looked at the picture. "I could send it to you if you want." She said handing him her phone, with a picture of Johan's beard covered in pink smiley faced unicorn hair braids. 

"...Fair game." He said a bit indignant. While Rune looked at the image, the hair braids began to laugh jovially.

"Well, what's next then Arthur?" Eva slid her phone back into her pocket.

"We'll need some ingredients, and a Paddle Boat."

Eva turned in surprise, "Really."

"With the spell Avalon can be reached by any body of water, even a pond, unless that is you'd rather take the weeklong way by boat across the sea."

"Makes sense I suppose.." Rune mumbled softly. 

Some time later.

With the passing of a couple hours Eva and Johan had everything they needed and a Swan Paddle Boat to put the cherry on top. Eva ran the oil down the length of Excalibur and as it shone throughout the pond something mystical happened, as if the Pond cleared away and the Ocean lay before them. "I'm pretty sure it's working, that or this Pond is a lot bigger than I thought."

Johan, currently busy removing the braids from his hair, looked up. His eyes narrowed as he got rid of the last one. "Seems we made it. Getting in is always the easy part... Now we gotta find my rifle."  He said as they seemed to drift towards a distant shoreline. A thick mist wrapped around them and brought a chill to Runes bones. Avalon, the Land of Mist indeed. A great tower seemed to lay further inland. But Runes eyes were affixed to the two massive wings that unfurled somewhere on top of said tower, barely visible in the mist.

"Ok.. So there are Dragons here. Great. Just... great."
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