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Post by Lady Morgana le Fey on Oct 14, 2009 2:17:34 GMT
Cloudy and Warm- my eyes are really sensitive to sun (constantly have to wear sunglasses) and I hate being cold...
spending time with a child or spending time with the elderly?
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Post by Lady Morgana le Fey on Oct 13, 2009 21:05:54 GMT
Honestly- both...the wellington boots (rubber boots here in Canada) for jumping in the puddles with young kids and the slippers for curling up cozy in the evening...
Rain or snow?
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Post by Lady Morgana le Fey on Oct 13, 2009 20:13:29 GMT
(Lady Anna Glenn-feel free to chose a particular room if you wish or it can be generalized)
After her rather unenjoyable run in with Arthur in the library Morgana stormed out of the library. She most certainly did not wish to return to her chambers yet, after having spent almost 4 days in bed, so instead she enquired from a passing servant girl where their visitor Lady Anna Glenn currently was. After getting the information, Morgana headed off to find their visitor just as Arthur requested.
She approached the doorway of the room where Anna was and entered the room hoping not to scare the woman. "Lady Anna Glenn?" After she received confirmation Lady Morgana smiled and went on to welcome her. "I apologize for not making your acquaintance earlier, however I am afraid I have been under the weather. I hope you have been well taken care of so far?" She may have been Uther's ward and still a child in his eyes, but Morgana was a young woman who deep down inside cared about those around her and she truly hoped this woman was enjoying her stay at Camelot. Morgana felt it was her duty to enquire as to the woman's comforts since she knew the King or Arthur would most likely be oblivious to the needs of a woman.
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Post by Lady Morgana le Fey on Oct 12, 2009 18:01:25 GMT
"Well, It hasn't been a bad day, just the usual! Cleaning up after Arthur- then redoing the things I do wrong... I wish Arthur would brush his own horse!"
Morgana nodded her head as he followed her into the stall. "While I'm sure it isn't easy taking care of Arthur, I suspect that without you he would be horribly lost although you will never hear him admit it..." Of course Morgana didn't have to be in here brushing her own horse- she could very easily leave it to the stablemen, but they knew that after a ride she liked to at least brush her own horse as a way of relaxing a bit. She truly loved her mare and took every opportunity she could to honour the animal. Morgana gave a little laugh as he groaned about wishing Arthur would brush his own horse.
"But not all servants are as lucky as Gwen."
"Technically I do not have to do this, but it gives me a way of bonding with Raven other than riding. Most of the hard care is done by the stablemen, but this is something I enjoy doing." Wait Merlin thought Gwen was lucky? The poor girl, in Morgana's eyes at least, had one of the worst jobs! She had to deal with Morgana's terrifying nightmares. It was not uncommon for Morgana to wake up screaming through the night and Gwen would be right there to comfort her. On top of that she also helped in the kitchens, cleaned Morgana's chambers- although they were rarely overly messy...unlike Arthur's. "I truly am blessed to have Gwen at my side. I do not know how my life would have changed if she had been killed under suspicions of witchcraft or any of the other times our lives have been threatened..."
"Anyway, How was your ride Morgana?"
She finished brushing the side that she was working on and switched to the other side of her horse, giving an affection pat on the nose as she went. "The ride was wonderful. It was nice to get away from the palace for most of the day and to visit my father's graveside." Of couse she would shortly have to return inside to the bustle of court, but it was nice to spend an extra amount of time outside with her horse.
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Post by Lady Morgana le Fey on Oct 9, 2009 22:13:50 GMT
"Oh I would dare Morgana. ...You may be my fathers ward, but I am his son. He will believe me over you."
Well that comment made it official- any love she had for her adopted brother quickly flew out the door as he reminded her that as the King’s son he had his ear. Arthur turned his attention from her back to the Court Librarian with another glare and the poor man quickly made a beeline for the door to his chambers. Anyone who ever said Arthur was a sweet man certainly had need of an examination from Gaius... If looks could kill the scowl that Morgana had across her face would have pierced him right there but as soon as he turned to say goodbye to her it softened- she knew when to push her luck and when not to and this seemed like one of those times not to as he had threatened her twice now with gaol in the same conversation.
Once he was out of the room, the scowl reappeared. “Why the insufferable prat!†She was glad for once to be entirely alone so that she could vent. Her mood at this point had rather changed and rather than spend the day in the peace and quiet of the library which felt like it was still ringing with Arthur’s threat, she also left the library. Morgana tugged her shawl up over her head and shoulders to keep the cold away and quickly ran through the corridors to a warmer part of the castle. While she headed through the castle she prayed that she did not run into Arthur again for at least the rest of the evening!
(out of library to other parts of castle)
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Post by Lady Morgana le Fey on Oct 9, 2009 21:40:29 GMT
"No! Nooo! ... You know, I sometimes wonder if Arthur tells you to do things like this on purpose!"
Although where Morgana was currently standing she couldn’t see that Merlin was in the stables, but she could hear the shovel of someone cleaning out one of the stalls and then a cry of anguish once the shovelling stopped. A grin crossed her face as soon as she recognized the sound of annoyance to be Merlin- Arthur’s servant and a good friend of hers. Again she couldn’t exactly see what was going on but it was confirmed that it was Arthur’s horse and the odour of dung filled the stables even more than before. She just shook her head and turned her attention back to her mare who was currently eating the apple from her hand.
On his way back in Merlin must have noticed that she was there as he quickly said hi and came over to greet her. She could smell the dung that he had obviously just been shovelling out, but it was not a smell that bothered her. “Other than Arthur’s horse I hope it has been a good day for you Merlin?†Morgana’s horse Raven finished the apple and she led the mare into her stall. She then picked up a brush and while she brushed Morgana focused her attention back on Merlin.
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Post by Lady Morgana le Fey on Oct 9, 2009 13:53:26 GMT
(Merlin)
Fall- the world was a rich tapestry of colour. Morgana, accompanied by both Gwen and one of the palace guards had rode out that morning for a ride in the country. She had asked permission of the King to ride out that morning and make a stop at her father’s grave. It had been 10 years since he died and although she knew he would never be coming back, visiting his grave made it feel like he was still close by. As the group of them arrived at the Cairn which sat at the top of a ridge of hills, she held up a hand to stop, dismounted and went the rest of the way- less than 5 minutes away by herself. Morgana knelt by the cairn for a few minutes, silently praying and talking to her father, set an assortment of fall wild flowers on top and the rejoined Gwen and the guard. Gwen noticed that Morgana was a little off, although that was not unusual when her mistress visited the cairn.
“Is everything alright milady?â€
Morgana nodded and remounted her horse with a small amount of help from the guard. “Yes Gwen, I am well.†The group turned and headed back towards the castle as they had spent most of the day out riding and enjoying the fresh air. As they approached Camelot, which one could see the castle way off in the distance, she began to see the small towns and villages between here and the castle. They continued to ride on- Morgana acknowledged anyone who was out and about whether they were small children or grown adults. She was certainly not one of the nobility who looked down on servants- her best friend was her maid Gwen, she was close to Merlin and she truly cared deeply for the peasants.
Of course, as with any ride, they eventually made it back to the castle and directed the horses to the stables. Morgana dismounted but held onto the reins in her hands. She made the decision that she would care for her own horse today- a horse that she had practically raised from foal to young mare. In a way the horse was like a kindred spirit as she herself had grown from a young child to a woman. Morgana turned to the man who had accompanied them and nodded her thanks. “Thank you for riding out with us.†Of course he was just doing their duty, but certainly didn’t mind.
Morgana entered the stables with her horse and laughed as the horse nudged her in the shoulder. “Hold your horses’ young lady! You will get your apple...†Morgana pulled a piece of fruit that was left over from the small amount of food they had taken with them and proceeded to give it to her horse.
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Post by Lady Morgana le Fey on Oct 8, 2009 21:07:45 GMT
"I thought i pulled off an emotion woman quite well!"
If it wasn't for the fact that she had seen many a woman act that way, her included on a few occasions, she would have been more than offended at his lame attempts, but upon hearing him laugh she burst out in laughter as well. The Court Librarian cast an odd look in their direction, shook his head for a brief second and went back to his work. She was curious to know what he was currently thinking but didn't bother to ask.
'Your emotional woman act might not even save you from this one...'
Morgana watched as he then opened the book and went on to explain how he planned to subdue the King's anger upon discovering what he had been doing. Apparently Arthur planned on telling him that he had been researched situations that led to tragic ends for other kingdoms to avoid that happening in Camelot- of course go for the 'save the Kingdom' card...Although, the more she thought about it, the more it actually might work. Following the explanation, before she could get a comment in, he went on to rope her into the lie as well without even asking if she would cover for him. "If Uther comes in, I want you to tell him I have been in here all day studying. I will leave this book in my chambers, so it looks like I really was researching."
As he walked to the door, she noted the look he gave the librarian- poor man! Arthur was dragging everyone into his little scheme. As if he hadn't concocted enough of a wild scheme, he went on to further threaten her if she told his secret.
“Oh and Morgana, if you betray me, it will be more than a night you spend in the dungeons."
He wouldn't dare! She hoped he realized the hard place he was putting her in. Don't get her wrong, she had kept secrets in the past when it was absolutely necessary, but this was one time she was unsure if she could keep the secret. If the King were to command that she tell him where his son was, Morgana knew that lying to Uther would be very difficult as he could make her life more miserable.
'You wouldn't dare!' Although after she thought about it for a moment his tone of voice was pretty matter of fact and after a sigh, she looked at him with a scowl. 'You truly know how to be a snake when you need to be, but provided the King does not threaten me with worse I will begrudgingly keep your secret. You owe me Arthur Pendragon...'
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Post by Lady Morgana le Fey on Oct 7, 2009 22:11:04 GMT
"I am glad you are better ...I trust you won't be sitting around here reading all day? We have a guest who could probably do with some company."
For all Arthur’s arrogance, he certainly could be quite the gentleman when he chose to be. The moment of the gentleman showed itself when he gave her a quick squeeze after stating that he was glad she was better, however it vanished as quickly as it arrived. Morgana had promised Gaius that if he were to let her out of her room she wouldn’t get herself over excited or he could order her back to bed.
“While I do not plan to read all day, I did promise Gaius that I would take it easy for the remainder of the day.â€
They had a guest arrive at the palace? She thought for a moment and remembered Gwen mentioning that there was a new lady that had come to Camelot. Although his attempt at making the lady’s presence known and requested that Morgana visit him was slightly lame and off the cuff, she thought it only fair that she should visit the lady and attempt to make her stay here comfortable. “I do vaguely remember Gwen mentioning that there was a visitor at Court. Lady Annabelle I believe? I shall attempt to visit with her today and welcome her to court.â€
"I should really find my father; he is going to kill me before long. ... Any tips on what to do when he is in a rage?"
Morgana looked out the window and down into the courtyard again with a rather amused look- ah to be a woman. As long as she did what she was told, her life was fairly simple compared to that of a man’s. Arthur on the other hand was currently tempting fate and staring death straight in the face. If he didn’t get his act in gear, he would be staring into the angry face of the King. As he asked for tips about what do when the King was in a rage she thought back to the few times she had ever had Uther angry at her. Most of the times she was able to absolve herself by apologizing, blaming it on being an emotional woman or doing some good deed to reverse his opinion of her, however there were a few times where she would openly defy the King and get rewarded with a rather uncomfortable night spent in the dungeon. The time she was currently thinking about had her defying Uther for what she believed to be a very good reason- Uther was so afraid of magic back then that he was willing to execute a Druidic child and for reasons she could not explain, Morgana was unable to abide by the King's decision. Hence the reason for ending up in the dungeons chained to a wall...only to be rescued by Arthur the following morning. “Other than the few times where I openly defied the King, most of the other times I have been able to dissipate the King’s anger by apologizing, blaming it on being an emotional woman or doing a good deed to counteract his opinion. Since we both know you can’t pull off an emotional woman very well, I suggest you either apologize or do something good for Camelot without him asking.â€
She watched as he then went over to the bookshelf and selected a random book off of the shelf. "Just in case, you know?"
What was he planning on doing? Was he going to make it seem like he was either studying- yeah right...or keeping her company after her four days confined to bed? She would love to see the King’s reaction to finding his son holding a book in the library as opposed to actually working. “Good luck Arthur, you are going to need the angels on your side if the King finds you in here holding some random book, rather than doing your duties.â€
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Post by Lady Morgana le Fey on Oct 6, 2009 20:34:35 GMT
"Well you would think so, wouldn't you? ... ...In truth I am trying to hide from father. He keeps sending me out on ridiculously boring trips. I figured if he can't find me, he cant make me go!â€
She rubbed the spot where he punched her for a brief moment- it may have been a playful punch but it still stung a bit. He went on to explain that he was hiding out from Uther so he wouldn’t have to go out on boring escapades. A smirk to rival Arthur’s crossed Morgana’s face. “Ah, we get to the reason why you have ducked into the library. It is not because of a love of reading or because of the wonderful company; instead it is to avoid your royal duties.â€
Still looking out the window she could see the imposing figure of King Uther- her guardian, emerge from inside the castle and it appeared he was yelling Arthur’s name at the top of his lungs. Next thing she knew Arthur had fallen backwards off of the bench which caused her to burst out laughing. After the few days in bed sick, she definitely needed a good laugh and if it was at Arthur’s expense so be it. She practically bit her tongue to stop laughing as he bounced back onto his feel.
"Your just jealous of my princely poise."
“Jealous, yes that is it exactly... So what would you do if I were to inform the King that you were skiving off your duties in the library?â€
Just as she finished asking the question, the library door opened and her gaze flew to the door as she was curious if it would be the King or not. Unfortunately Arthur got off the hook as it was the Court Librarian returning with a huge pile of books. He, as carefully as he could with the pile of books in his arms, acknowledged their presence with an inclination of his head and then headed off to shelve the books. Arthur sure seemed to have luck on his side as Uther would be none too happy to discover that his son was skiving off his duties again.
"Morgana, how are you feeling now?"
She slid down onto the bench and gave a quick wave of her hand. “Other than being a little bit tired I am well.†It was true that she was a little tired, but there was NO way she was returning to her room as she had done nothing but sleep, eat and take Gauis’ cures for almost 4 days. One can only amuse themselves for so long in one room- even one as ‘spacious’ as Morgana’s before going stir crazy! If she had to spend any more time in bed she would be diagnosed as Mad not ill.
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Post by Lady Morgana le Fey on Oct 6, 2009 1:05:25 GMT
"Be careful Morgana or i'll have you thrown in gaol ... ...Well I thought perhaps he had been hiding in here?"
He would have her thrown in gaol? After all the teasing/insults they had hurled at each other he would throw her in gaol for a sly comment like that? Wow he must really have low self-esteem if he felt the need to make that threat. Would he go through with it was the next question- although she wanted to think he wouldn't she certainly wasn't stupid enough to test him. "Where are my manners? Forgive me for that blow your highness..." The sarcasm in her voice was only slightly veiled.
"As for Merlin, you can see that I am the only one in here...in fact the court librarian is not even here at the moment." She shook her head amused as he made a show of searching the aisles before returning to the spot where she was. Truly in this moment she honestly did not know where Merlin was. Although she had been known to withhold information from Arthur just to annoy him, this was not one of those times. As he turned to sit next to her, she followed his gaze out the window which looked down into the courtyard. Down in the courtyard she could make out the clothing/armour of his knights who were down there practicing and just patrolling.
"Look Morgana, that is real knowledge! Better than your book rubbish!"
"I agree completely Arthur, however this rubbish as you so politely put it is the closest I will ever get to that."
Morgana set her slippered feet down on the ground and pushed herself gently away from the bench. She wandered back over to the shelf she had gotten the book from and set it down on the shelf then returned to the bench. Still standing she was able to see more outside the window. She was able to see the general populace down in the courtyard doing their shopping. "Surely you have more important things to be doing than sitting about with me?"
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Post by Lady Morgana le Fey on Oct 5, 2009 20:42:17 GMT
"So Gaius has finally let you leave your bed?"
As she had been alone upon entering the library, she was certainly surprised by the voice emerging from behind her. Out of surprise she almost dropped the book on the floor but managed to catch it before it hit the ground. With a very obvious scowl she looked up into the face of Arthur. It was no secret to the court that while the Prince and the King's Ward had grown up together as friends/adopted siblings, they certainly enjoyed bugging the hell out of each other.
"You don't look great, are you sure you should be let out?"
Although slightly unladylike, she rolled her eyes at his sarcastic tone. "I assure you that it is nothing a little freedom won't fix. Gaius is finally convinced that I'm mended so he is letting me out. She couldn't help but chuckle slightly at the sneer that crossed his face when he looked down at the book she was reading.
"History? ...Could you have found anything more boring?"
"Arthur, we all know it isn't because of the subject...you just despise reading. Besides one must have at least some intelligence to read and you don't have any!" She wondered what kind of a Prince Arthur would grow up to become. So far she had seen an arrogant adolescent brat who would rather solve problems with weight than use the brain that he was given.
"Have you seen Merlin anywhere? I seem to have lost him and my armour is starting to dull..."
He had lost Merlin again? Way to go Merlin! More often than not she felt sorry that Merlin had to serve the pompous brat that was currently standing in front of her. “Lost your servant again? What a great track record you have Arthur. How could I have seen him? I was just released from my room remember? Perhaps he is running errands for Gaius?â€
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Post by Lady Morgana le Fey on Oct 5, 2009 1:56:39 GMT
Jeopardy- love the trivia
working somewhere you hate while making millions or working somewhere you LOVE but making just enough to survive?
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Post by Lady Morgana le Fey on Oct 4, 2009 23:54:14 GMT
After having spent a couple of days in her chambers feeling ill, it was finally nice to be allowed to venture out of her room. Both Gwen and the court physician Gaius had been determined to keep her in her bed and unfortunately she had not the strength to fight them. Today, however she was finally feeling better and had been given permission to visit the library. Morgana entered the library and perused the rows and rows of scrolls, documents and books until she found one that sounded interesting. She really didn't care what the book was about as long as it involved her earning some temporary freedom from her bedroom.
She took the book over to one of the padded benches that lined a far wall and sat down with her feet curled up underneath her and the book spread out on her lap. Morgana opened the book, which appeared to be a history book about Camelot and began to skim through the pages. As she finished a page and turned onto the next one, she would occasionally raise her eyes and scan the room wondering if anyone else had ventured in. So far she was the only one in there. Morgana did not mind- there were times when she enjoyed being alone. Although it seemed she wouldn't be alone for long...
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Post by Lady Morgana le Fey on Oct 4, 2009 21:08:46 GMT
Name: Lady Morgana le Fey
Age: 20 years old
Sex: Female
Appearance: Morgana is a woman who was gifted with beauty as well as wisdom. She stands at an average height of 5’6†with a slim but curvy build. It is said that she is a splitting image of her mother who died when she was very young. Her dark brown/almost black hair curls is generally worn in one of three styles- twisted up completely out of the way, braided or tied behind her head with a leather tie then left to cascade its way down to her waist. As the daughter of a Duke and now the ward of the King her attire is that of nobility. Her clothing is very much suited to the situation, although generally it is jewel-toned dresses that are fitted in the bodice and then flow gracefully like waves down to the floor. Although she seems to be a beautiful woman, she does have couple of flaws- not overly noticeable as she is able to keep them hidden. She has a scar on her right ankle from her childhood when she tried to climb a tree and slid against the bark as well as a birthmark- a thumbsize patch of freckles on her left thigh...the only people who have seen it or will see it are her maids and future husband.
Character: Morgana is a woman of multiple sides. She knows when to be the docile lady that court protocol demands but also when to stand up and defend the rights of those she cares about. With Arthur, she both loves and hates him. As she came to the court when she was quite young, both her and Arthur have literally grown up alongside each other and more often than not he annoys the heck out of her. They may not be blood siblings but for those who observe the pair it would seem like they were. She is feisty, outgoing and has the opinion that she can do anything the men can do and has proven that on occasion despite the men in her lives attempting to convince her that she can’t. She may not always like the King’s commands but it takes a lot for her to disobey his word as he was there for her when she had no one else- when she does disobey them watch out as there is usually a very strong reason...for example- empathy, a sense of injustice, her ‘visions’ etc
Strengths and Weaknesses: Strengths: Her ability to interpret a situation and find solutions, her visions, sense of right and wrong Weaknesses: Her ability to ignore Arthur’s teasing, her visions-still struggling to control them, she gets emotionally attached very easily and it is often hard to break the ties
Magic: She is a Seer- able to see visions although as she is unable to control when they come, they often come in the form of nightmares.
Weaponry Skills: Bow/arrows, small daggar
Character History: The most important fact about Morgana’s history is that she is the ward of King Uther. Her father was the King’s best friend and trusted ally. Her mother died in childbirth along with what would have been her younger brother. She was really too young to remember the devastating loss, but her father did. He did his best to raise his daughter on his own but unfortunately he went off to battle alongside the King and was cut down. His final request of the King was to ensure that his daughter would be taken care of and the King promised that he would raise the young girl himself. Morgana was adopted by Uther and brought to court- this happened at the young age of 10. For 10 years she has lived under the gaze of Uther, and alongside his son Prince Arthur whom she both loves and hates with the support of both her maid Gwen and Arthur’s servant Merlin.
Additional Information: None
Sample Roleplay: “Goodnight Gwen, I’ll see you in the morning.†After Gwen assisted her to get ready for bed, she gave the other young woman in the room a hug and then settled down for the night. The night wore on with her in a deep slumber until the visions that often plagued her night began. She saw a man engaged in a battle and then the vision changed to him lying dead in the woods. Despite the detail of the vision she was unable to make out the man’s features. “No!†She managed to break out of the vision and woke up drenched in sweat. This was getting ridiculous.
At her exclamation, Gwen ran into the room. “What did you see?†Morgana didn’t wait to tell her. She grabbed her night dress from the edge of the bedpost and ran out of the room. Only she knew where she was going- Morgana ran all the way to the King’s study and knocked on the door. She prayed that he was in there. The door was opened to find the King still awake at the hour and sitting at his desk. “What is it Morgana?†The look on her face should have said enough- it was sheer terror. “I saw a man engaged in a battle and then dead on the ground.â€
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