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[somewhere out beyond the city there begins the shakiest video post ever. it's clear that whoever handles this device is not accustomed to using anything like it--but eventually, it rights itself, with some muttering and swearing, and then hello, there's Arthur, in his full armor, standing in the barren outlands. there's a smudge of dirt and blood on his forehead, but otherwise he's very clean and presentable and princely (all indignity of technological unfamiliarity aside).]

I am Prince Arthur of Camelot, recently brought to this place. I do not take kindly to being pressed into service, but as our captors have said, they have no choice in our being here. [yeah right. even with his princeface on, he sneers a little at that. but.]

If we take what we have been told as truth--that there is a force that threatens all of our kingdoms--then our way is clear. We are not united, but this threat gives us common cause. [though the way his mouth tightens when he says that indicates how very not pleased he is by that.] I am not content to wait to be told what to do when my kingdom is threatened. So it falls then to us, to organize ourselves. The training sessions that this Initiative provides--I have found them to be wanting, yet they can be used to our purposes, should we chose to.

But we must first know what strength is ours, and what weapons we have been given. No force can be organized without this information. And if this United Earth presumes to steal resources from our kingdoms, we must know what it is that they would look to steal, so we can better protect against these threats when the time comes. And it had best come soon.

I have set the task of collecting this information to my servant, Merlin, wherever the idiot's gotten off to. He will ask each of you in turn, or else you may come to him.

[and you will answer, that's the message here, and with an imperious nod, he reaches to--fumble around with the device again, and the rest of this is muttering.]

Damn-- thing--

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[bro you better not be calling her a liar.]

I remember what I saw.

[well don't lie and he won't have to.]

What you saw was a trick of the sorcery of this place. Because we weren't here before. Either of us.

How can you prove that?

Because we don't remember being here, you idiot!

[Yes, call her an idiot. That's smart.]

Yet that doesn't change the fact that you were here.

[This is frustrating okay. But with somewhat icy courtesy, he asks:]

Then tell me. What proof of this is there?

Entries on this network, made by not only you, but Merlin as well.

With the right sorcery, I am sure that they could be forged, just as easily as a signature.

You overestimate their capabilities.

Do I? They have brought us here. That takes a significant amount of sorcery, I would think.

It's not without limit.

And how would you know?

Nothing, and no one is without limits.

Those who work magic would have us believe otherwise.

What is it you believe?

Magic is capable of whatever its caster desires. Its uncertain power makes it a threat.

Then a more suitable caster would need to be found.

Oh, yes. Because it's that easy.

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