Knight of Old [Noble Merlin AU]

Of Afancs and Quintus

She stared into the water, a sneer playing upon her face. Soon Camelot will be brought to her knees. Soon, she would have her revenge. She dropped the egg into her scrying font, watching as it made its swift journey to Camelot. With blood-lust smile, the high priestess watched her dark creation poison the poisoned city.

Soon Uther; soon you will have no kingdom to rule. Then Magic and her Lord and Lady shall rule again. You cannot stop what is to come.

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Merlin skidded down the stairs. Arthur had given the knights an extra hard training today, claiming 'the practice was good for them'. Yeah right. He rounded the corner, walking down the hallway that his room was in. He felt something pull at the back of his mind, causing him to stop mid stride.

"Emrys... We must speak. Come to the Stone Clearing alone. We mean you no harm."

Merlin being Merlin, decided it was a good idea to persure the mysterious voice. So he found himself in a clearing with a large stone in the center; hence the name Stone Clearing. Three men melted out of the shadows, hooded in the style of druids.

"Right, well I'm here. What is it that you find so urgent to talk about at this unearthly hour?" the knight asked.

The middle man spoke. He had sandy-grey hair and tan skin. "Peace Emrys. We mearly came to offer help. I am Iseldir; this is Aglane and Quintus," he said while gesturing to the men on his left and right respectively. Well, man might have been a bit of an overstatement for Quintus. The guy looked only a few years older than Merlin with red hair and electric green eyes.

"Why did you can me Emrys?"

Aglane piped up, "For that is your name. Your name to beings of Magic at least."

"Riiiight. Okay then... What are you offering to help me?"

"There is a powerful sorrceress the wishes to destroy Camelot. You will have to speak to your Dragon for the specifics, but there is another way we can help. Quintus is a skilled healer; he has offered his services to help Camelot and you however he can," Iseldir said.

"Hmmm, yes that could work. We could pass him off as my uncle, Gaius', new apprentence. That would work well; thank you for you help."

All three druids bowed. "The peasure is all our. Good luck Emrys, Quintus," Iseldir stated berfore the older two men swept out of the clearing and melted back into the shadows.

"Right. Well come on Quintus; I'll introduce you to my uncle. Oh, and you call me Merlin around the people of Camelot. I would like to keep us both alive long enough to stop this evil woman."

Quintus gave him a tentave smile. "Works for me, Merlin. I will help in what ever way I can." Quintus grinned slightly brighter at the prospect of helping theEmrys. Oh yeah, this was definately the adventure the young druid was looking for.

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Getting Gaius to harbor the druid was easier than anyone thought. Quintus was given Merlin's old room to stay in; it was nicer than his tent, that was for sure. He crashed the second he hit the bed, only to be awaken five hours later by the old physician.

"Come on Quintus. There is an illness in the lower town that needs seeing to. You can give me a hand."

"Yes sir. I told Emr-Merlin that I would do what ever I can to help, and I meant it!"

"Yes, that was very noble of you. Well come on boy; we don't have all day!"

"Er-right. Okay, just let me, you know, get dressed."