| "I don't remember that from the Litany," said Betty.
"It is not from the litany. It is from the Old Knowledge. It is taught
to us as children." She looked uncertainly at the Doctor. "I believed it
only a tale fit for children. But you are truly the third aspect of the
Evil One!"
"I assure you, my dear..." the Doctor began.
But just then, Leela and the elves all swivelled their heads towards
a distant stirring in the brush. "Someone's coming!" said Leela.
Sigin
I sigh softly before heading for cover. Surprisingly enough, the cover
around here is adequate for such, though frankly I'm not really dressed
for it AND....I've grown rather tired of hiding. Did enough of that for
centuries back on my homeworld when I had to hide my true religious belief
when they became different from what was "state approved."
Oh, I'd tried to find peace within myself by communing with Tiamat by
going to sea. See, religious doctrine said that Tiamat's blood was actually
seawater and if..... Well, suffice to say taht while I found sea travel
relaxing enough.....it was hardly a religious revelation/renewal I'd been
hoping for out there. I'd fallen in love with the sea....but finally had
a final fallout with Tiamat, the supposed Mother of All Dragons.
Well, enough of that. I eventually found comfort in the Church (Christianity)
back on my homeworld for several reason, but that's besides the point right
now....but suffice to say that the journey from belief in Tiamat to that
of the Lord is just about as weird as the adventure I've been having ever
since old friends walked through the door of my business establish only
a relatively short time ago (re: 1860). Oh, I don't seek out conflict and
danger for excitement's sake alone. Rather, along with many of my old (and
new) friends is the thrill of actually making a difference.
Hmmm, I would have said I caught it from the D'Honaires....but I've
been like that even before.
Well, anyway, my part in all this all started soon after I arrived on
Terra Prime. I was still adjusting to the new environment I and the others
got teleported when I was approached by several of the rather more usual
(and at the time most recent) additions to the D'Honaire/Thessamer clan.
The elven version of "my" Fred and Astra, Gilmuriel and E'eysha. Followed
close behind were the other new elves, Elrondir and B'Elanna. They wanted
to learn the ways of magic from me and I was happy to do it. Then, soon,
I found myself approached by the Doctor and his companions (Betty and Ragan)
also wanting magical tutelage. Since that meant that I'd be coming along
with them in the TARDIS.....exploring a whole new realities (three others
besides Terra Prime) as well as traveling through time..... You couldn't
have held me back, frankly!
We've had quiet the adventure so far. Quiet well and above what I've
ever experienced before in my two thousand years of life (and that's saying
a bit). We've saved several lives (as well as a large portion of the Doctor's
universe according to Betty when we stopped the Master from taking over
Logopolis) from destruction (see www. for more details). We've joined the
ranks of the Champions of Rules and Agents (effectively making us all immortal).
We've helped in bringing back to life an icon (Lord Rassilon) from the
Time Lords past. We've encountered two incidents on Betty's Earth that
are what can Ragan and the others call movie crossovers (interesting forms
of entertainment, movies). The last "crossover" was fun in how we were
able to run rings around the NSA (poor guys....we had magic and two people
familiar with their ways in Inquirer and Elrondir.....so we had a much
easier time at it than we could have).
And now we are hiding in the bushes from a bunch of half naked men armed
with crossbows?
Well, some of us are having a better time at than others at hiding.
The elves are the best hidden (with Leela probably being a close second).
The others are well hidden and probably wouldn't be seen by these....hunters.
Ah, I know that I kept harping on the virtues of not relying on everything
being solved by magical means. Makes a person soft and inflexible. Ripe
for failure when magic just won't do. With the sudden near arrival of these
hunters we had no time for magic....but I wish that I'd been able to cast
a quick cantrip or something. See, I may be good at many things....but
my calling had been a mage and a ship's captain......not a "commando."
See, I've just been found by them.....
"Great," I sigh, "Just great."
A pair of crossbow bolts thunk near the tree by Sigin.
"Great," Sigin sighs, "Just great."
"Stand where you are!" shouts one hunter, covering the disgruntled
dragon mage.
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 "You there!"
the lead hunter shouts at Sigin, "Stand where you are! Where is Leela?"
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