Hunith of Ealdor (go_out_fighting) wrote in the_tardis_trap, @ 2012-08-15 09:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | arthur pendragon : pendragonprince, balinor : exiledragonlord, hunith : go-out-fighting, merlin : prat-herder |
Who: Hunith and open
What: Arrival
When: Now
Where: The pool
Warnings: None?
The air was suddenly far more humid, and a strange chemical scent filled her nostrils. She whirled, eyes widening as she took in the sight before her. A large pond, obviously constructed by artisans of some sort, in a room with strange arcitechture. This was no place she'd ever been. Even Camelot wasn't like this.
She drew in a deep breath. How had she gotten here? And why? It was presumably some sort of magic. Well, whomever had captured her had another thing coming. Her son would give them hell when he found out about this.
She smiled grimly. And until then, they had her to deal with.
Hunith looked around for anything she might use as a weapon.