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Welcome Home Hysen!

(A fic for the amazing @windmaedchen, who did the art for both this and the Father's Day Sickfic. Thanks for always giving me a boost of serotonin, Mama Wind. )

Lavinia sat on the plush couch in the mystical house lounge, calmly sipping the chamomile tea that Sena had made for her. Her green eyes watching softly as the mage cooed over his grandson with palpable excitement. The little infant, Hysen, seemed just as thrilled, giggling up at his grandfather with a gummy smile and wide eyes. His tiny limbs flailed clumsily as he lay in his crib, squirming slightly in a silent demand to be picked up. A demand that Sena eagerly met by gently scooping the child into his arms.

Valen just rolled his eyes, wrapping an arm around Lavinia’s shoulders. “Well, will you look at that? Just a few months old and he’s already got the great Magister Merlin wrapped around his little finger,” he quipped, not even attempting to hide the warmth in his voice. “We better be careful, or soon he’ll think he can get away with anything.”

Lavinia chuckled. “I think it’s sweet. I mean, look at how excited he is. It’s like he’s never seen something so fascinating in his entire life.” She mused wistfully, watching as her son blinked curiously up at the mage.

“Are you talking about our son or my dad?” Valen huffed, earning a playful smack to the shoulder.

“Valen! Would it kill you to show your father some respect?” Lavinia chided, though there was very little actual reprimand in her voice.

“Hey, hey! I was joking.” Valen laughed, holding his hands up in mock defence. “And anyway I’m not wrong. I mean just look at them!” He argued, gesturing to the pair.

Lavinia just sighed in fond exasperation, taking another sip of her tea. “Yes, well let’s hope that Hy can at least benefit from having a calm, responsible adult like your father in his life.”

“Hey, are you saying that I’m not a calm, responsible presence in our son's life? I’m offended by that implication, little missy.” Valen joked, giving Lavinia an accusatory look. “And I’ll have you know that it was because of his parenting that I’m the way that I am.” Valen grinned, shooting Lavi a playful wink. “So maybe be careful what you wish for.”

“Oh, heavens forbid. You know I love you but I’m not sure I have the patience to handle a miniature version of you.” she joked, a small smirk on her lips. “I’ve heard you were quite the handful as a child…”

“Hey! I’ll have you know I was an absolute delight as a child! Right, dad?” Val argued, turning to Sena who had now begun to make his way over to them.

“You were, but Lavi isn’t wrong either,” Sena responded, taking a seat across from the young couple as Hysen gurgled happily in his arms. “You were chaotic beyond belief, but I wouldn’t have changed you for the world.”

Valen gave Lavinia a smirk as if to say, ‘I told you so’, earning himself an eye-roll from the other knight.

“Though I still don’t appreciate the time you attempted to trade Chippy for a bag of colourful marbles,” Sena added casually.

Lavinia gasped softly, snapping back to attention as she gave Valen a disbelieving look. “Valen, you didn’t actually…?”

Valen gave an unapologetic shrug. “In my defence, the little fluffball ate my cookies and I was offered some very cool-looking marbles,” he reasoned, earning a mild disapproving look from Sena.

“The worst part is that I would have just gotten him some marbles if he asked. He just really didn’t like my hamsters back then…” Sena remarked dryly.

Valen chuckled, clearly enjoying the exasperation he caused for his father. “Hey, they grew on me eventually! And it’s not like I can get rid of them now since Hysen seems just as obsessed with those things as you are.” Valen teased. “The little guy even wails his lungs out if he loses sight of that little hamster plushie you got him.”

“You’re hardly one to talk considering you threw a fit whenever your tiger plushie went missing.” Sena reminded, turning his attention back to Hysen who was busy attempting to fit his entire hand in his mouth.

Lavinia perked up at that, turning to her husband with a wide grin. “Is that the same plushie you keep in your desk drawer at work? The faded one with the big beady eyes?” she asked, clearly happy to have found something new to tease him about.

“You still have that?” Sena asked, blinking at Valen in surprise.

Valen sputtered slightly, looking accusingly between his father and wife. “Hey- I- Could you two not gang up on me like that?” he asked, dramatically placing a hand on his chest. “I gave you a beautiful grandson to spoil and this is how you treat me?”

Lavinia gave him a pointed look. “You gave him a grandson?”

Valen had the self-preservation to at least look sheepish at that. “I, uh…you know what I mean…” Valen mumbled, studying his shoes rather intently.

Little Hysen, blissfully unaware of the affectionate chaos happening around him, simply blinked up at Sena with big, curious eyes. His chubby little fingers came up to grab at Sena’s hair, tugging at the blonde strands he’d managed to get his hands on. Sena just chuckled fondly, watching as Hysen immediately attempted to put said hair in his mouth. The mage intervened, gently removing the silky strands from Hysen’s grip. “I don’t think that belongs in your mouth, little one,” he teased, giving Hysen’s nose a playful boop. Fates help him, it was like looking at a tinier version of Valen.

After a moment, Sena looked back at Valen with a small smirk, giving his son a lifeline to pull himself out of the hole he’d dug for himself. “My apologies, Val. I just wasn’t expecting Captain Stripey to still be around after all this time.”

Lavinia almost choked on her drink at that. Captain Stripey??

Valen groaned dramatically, burying his now red face in his hands. “Daaaaad. Stooop. You’re embarrassing me…” he whined, refusing to make eye contact with Lavi who was now staring at him with a mix of endearment and affectionate ridicule. Valen rolled his eyes, silently praying to any god that wasn’t Sena that he could just melt through the floor at that moment.

“Alright, alright. I’ll change the subject.” Sena said diplomatically, attempting to soothe his son’s clearly bruised ego. “You mentioned Hysen couldn’t sleep without his plushie?”

Lavinia nodded, turning her attention back to Sena. “Yes, he’s a very cuddly child. If Valen or I aren’t holding him then he needs one of his toys or else he starts getting fussy,” she explained, smiling fondly at her son who seemed completely unbothered, now attempting to latch onto one of the buttons on Sena’s shirt.

Lavinia laughed softly. “Though it seems like you might be his new favourite thing to snuggle with. He’s not usually this well-behaved.” Lavinia noted, sounding almost impressed.

Hysen babbled softly in response as if disagreeing with his mother’s observation, earning a laugh from all three of the adults present.

“Well then, I hope this little one knows that I’m always at his disposal. Either as a powerful mage, a devoted grandparent, or as his personal teddy bear.” Sena hummed, an amused smile on his lips as Hysen attempted to reach for his hair again. “Though hopefully, he realises that being a teething toy is not one of my many talents.” he quipped, watching tenderly as Hysen began chewing on his hand with his small, toothless mouth.

“Yeah, right. We both know you’d cave and let him get away with anything the second he gave you those big, helpless, puppy-dog eyes.” Valen chimed. “Face it, dad. It’s your only weakness.”

Sena sighed softly, gently extricating his hand so that he could give Hysen’s squishy little cheek a gentle pinch. “I guess you’re not wrong about that. You certainly used that trick to get your way more times than I can count.”

Valen grinned in a way that would have been arrogant if it weren’t so genuine. “That’s because I was an adorable kid who deserved to get whatever I wanted.” he declared, puffing his chest out with an air of exaggerated pridefulness.

Sena huffed fondly, rolling his golden eyes in mock exasperation. “You know, I would say I hope Hysen takes after you, but I wouldn’t want to subject poor Lavi to that.” Sena joked, earning a rather indignant sound from Valen.

Lavinia just poured herself another cup of tea, sipping it calmly as she listened to Sena and Valen trade quips, slipping into a comfortable rhythm of playful banter and teasing. She let out a soft sigh, letting herself melt into the comfortable cushions of the couch, knowing that for the next few hours, her husband and son were someone else’s problem. She loved them more than anything, of course, but that didn’t mean she didn’t need a break now and then.

Her eyes flickered back over to Sena, who was gently rocking Hysen to sleep while casually trading verbal jabs with Valen. At the very least, he didn’t seem to mind…

After a lull in the conversation, Sena hummed contemplatively, staring down at a now-sleeping Hysen. “Maybe I should make him a familiar of his own to keep him company…” he murmured, more to himself than anything.

“Please don’t…” Lavinia and Valen answered at once.

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Again, thank you so much for the amazing art you've done of Sena, not just for this piece but in general too! I absolutely love seeing art of the weird little guy that lives in my head! And I'm really glad I got the opportunity to help introduce little Hysen to everybody! He's so precious, and I just know that Sena is going to spoil this kid rotten.

If you guys haven't already, please go check out Wind's OC, Lavinia! She's the protagonist of the amazing fanfiction, Knight of The Dark, which you can find on AO3. Links Below! Knight of The Dark on AO3

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Us: Hey, Lilith Games, can we please have playable Hogan?

Lilith Games: We have playable Hogan at home.

Playable Hogan at home:

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Bitter Medicine, Sweet Memories: A Sena and Valen Sickfic (Father's Day Special)

(Credit to @windmaedchen-oceanhorn for the adorable header image).

Fifteen Years Ago: Valen aged 9, Sena aged 30(?).

Sena’s heart ached as he watched Valen squirm fitfully in his sleep, the young boy tossing and turning as he struggled to get comfortable beneath the plush blankets. Valen had spiked a fever earlier that day, and as such, had been placed on strict bed rest. It was just a common cold, as far as Sena could tell, but that didn’t make it any less stressful for him, much less for Valen. In the past few hours, the poor boy had broken into a cold sweat, his face becoming feverish as the fatigue had set in.

Sena rose from his chair at Valen’s bedside, gently removing the damp cloth from the boy's forehead, trying his best not to wake him. The cloth was concerningly warm to the touch, having absorbed the heat from Valen’s skin as the boy slept. Sena ran the fabric under some cool water, before wringing it out and placing it back onto the child’s feverish brow.

Valen seemed to settle down a little bit, his brow unfurrowing as the tension melted out of him. Sena couldn’t help but let out a sigh, somewhere between relief and weariness. He hated seeing Valen suffer like this, even if it was something as minute as a cold. He knew he could just snap his fingers and take away that suffering, restore Valen to full health with just the flick of his wrist and a little magic. And Fates help him, it was a tempting idea.

But Sena knew deep down that wasn’t the right course of action here. Dealing with a minor illness was a natural part of life, one that every human went through at some point. And as much as he hated seeing Valen struggle, that tiny brow furrowed in discontent, Sena also knew he needed to let his son face some trials on his own. Valen needed to build some resilience and fortitude of his own, as Dolly had reminded him. Sena couldn’t just keep him in a safe little bubble all his life. That wouldn’t be fair to Valen.

Sena’s job as a parent wasn’t to wrap Valen in tissue paper and keep him locked away like some fragile little trinket, after all. It was to make sure that Valen was well-equipped to take on the world on his own and to make sure that his son had the love and support he needed to thrive. But, that didn’t mean Sena couldn’t lend a helping hand here and there. That he couldn’t help shoulder some of Valen’s burdens when it became too much for the boy. And right now, that meant keeping Valen’s fever down and making sure he had everything he needed to get better.

Sena ran a gentle hand through Valen’s soft, slightly damp brown hair, soothing the boy until he settled back into a peaceful sleep. He couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at his lips as he marvelled at the child in front of him. Valen, his son. It still felt surreal sometimes, to think that this innocent young boy was actually his to raise. And all because he had taken to following Sena around Holistone like a lost little duckling.

Smiling softly, his golden eyes practically glowing with affection, Sena slowly untangled the blankets, tucking Valen back in so that he was comfortable. He leaned down, placing a gentle kiss on the crown of Valen’s head before going downstairs to get the boy something to eat.

When he returned a little later, he was carrying a tray with a nice warm bowl of lamb stew, a cup of tea, and a small container of Valen’s medicine. The boy stirred awake at the sound of the door closing, his violet eyes fluttering open. He sat up slowly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes before blinking up at Sena in pure confusion, still attempting to get his bearings.

“Huh? How long was I asleep…?” Valen asked, his voice still groggy and bewildered.

Sena smiled gently, placing a hand on Valen’s forehead to check his temperature. “Just a few hours. But it seemed like you needed your rest.” Sena responded, placing the tray down on the nightstand next to Valen’s bed. “Your fever seems to have gone down at least,” he noted, his expression betraying how relieved he was despite his casual tone of voice.

Valen, ever the perceptive one even at this age, looked down at his hands, fidgeting slightly. “I’m sorry for worrying you…” he said in a small voice, sounding so vulnerable that Sena felt his heart clench painfully in his chest.

He took a seat at the edge of the bed, pulling the boy into a hug and rubbing soothing circles into his back. “There’s no need to apologise, lightning-bug,” he reassured. “I worry about you because I love you. That’s not something you ever have to be sorry for, understand?” he asked, gently stroking the boy’s downy hair.

Valen nodded slightly, his tiny hands now clinging to Sena’s shirt like he was scared the man would just disappear. Sena just held him close until Valen was finally ready to pull away. Releasing his grip, Sena settled back on the edge of the bed, moving the tray to rest on Valen’s lap.

“You should eat something, Val. You’ll need to keep your strength up if you want to get better soon.” Sena suggested.

Valen eyed the stew for a moment, his tiny brow furrowed slightly.

“I take it you still don’t have much of an appetite?” Sena asked softly.

Valen just nodded again. It wasn’t like him to be so quiet. Normally the boy was practically bursting with energy, happy to talk his father’s ear off at every opportunity.

Sena smiled reassuringly. “That’s alright. Maybe you can just have some of the broth for now, even if you don’t want to eat anything solid. I brought you some tea too.” he offered.

Valen seemed to think for a moment, before nodding again. “Ok…” he agreed, hesitantly bringing a spoon of soup to his mouth. Sena let out an imperceptible sigh of relief, just glad that Valen was getting some form of nourishment. After the first spoonful, Valen seemed to realise how hungry he was though, eagerly finishing up the broth and even a few pieces of meat. The carrots, green beans and potatoes, however, sat in the bowl completely untouched. Valen looked at them for a moment, a hint of guilt lingering behind in his eyes.

As much as he didn’t want to eat the remnants, Valen hated wasting food. After all, part of him still remembered what it was like to go hungry before meeting Sena. He stared at the vegetables a moment longer, seemingly conflicted. He really didn’t want to eat any more, but…

Without a word, Sena casually plucked the bowl off the tray, not missing the relief on Valen’s face as he helped the boy polish off whatever was left of the vegetables. Valen gave him a thankful look, before eagerly going to sip his tea.

They spent a little while in comfortable silence, Valen drinking his tea while Sena nibbled on the leftover green beans. Eventually, Valen piped up again. “Do I need to take more of that bitter medicine Miss Dolly gave me earlier?” he asked, already sulking despite not having been answered yet.

Sena chuckled softly. “I’m afraid it’s for your own good, Val,” he responded, watching the way Val’s cheeks puffed up in annoyance. He actually did look a lot like the hamsters when he was like this…

“Do I have to?” he whined, giving Sena the best puppy dog eyes he could muster. Sena always did have a hard time saying no to Valen’s puppy dog eyes.

“I’m sorry, Val. But you really do need to take your meds if you want to feel better.” Sena said, sounding genuinely remorseful. Valen continued to sulk, earning a fond shake of the head from Sena.

“Ok, I’ll tell you what…” Sena began, using that same tone he used to haggle with some particularly greedy merchants. “Once you take your medicine, you can have one of the honeycomb toffees I keep in my office.” Sena offered as if that wasn’t what he had planned to do all along.

Valen’s eyes widened slightly at that, clearly interested in the proposition. Hook, line and sinker.

“And if you’re upset about the bitterness, I can at least suffer with you in that aspect.” Sena joked, a slice of grapefruit appearing in his hands from thin air. The dark pink of the fruit serving as a stark contrast to the golden patterns on Sena’s skin.

“Really? But you hate bitter things? And isn’t that candy from your secret stash?” Valen asked, wide-eyed and disbelieving.

Sena nodded. “Consider it a reward for your cooperation.” Sena joked, adopting a tone of false professionalism. He paused for a moment, his expression softening. “Plus, I love you far more than I hate bitter things, lightning-bug,” he said sincerely.

Valen stared at the medicine container again, as if gathering his courage. Finally, he gave a resolute nod, picking up the container. He met Sena’s gaze with the seriousness of a man heading into battle and Sena had to bite back a laugh at how solemn the boy looked. “On three then?” he asked hesitantly.

Sena nodded in agreement. “On three.”

Valen took a deep breath. “One…two…three!”

Valen brought the container of medicine to his mouth at the same moment Sena bit into the grapefruit slice. Both their faces scrunching up in absolute revulsion as they forced down the bitterness. After a moment, they met each other's gaze, wearing matching expressions of pure disgust, looking utterly miserable. Valen was the first to burst out laughing, pointing wordlessly at Sena’s expression.

“You look like when Mister Whiskers licked a lemon by accident!” he laughed, clutching his tiny ribs as he cackled at the rather unfortunate face his father had made. As much as Sena didn’t appreciate being compared to a random stray cat Valen had met while out in Holistone, even he could see the humour in it. And more importantly, his momentary suffering had given his son a reason to smile despite his current illness.

Sena shook his head, his expression a mask of fond exasperation as he placed the neatly wrapped candy on Valen’s tray. He seemed to be in better spirits, at least. The boy unwrapped the candy, still giggling happily as he took a bite of the crumbly yellow treat. Then, unexpectedly, he held the other half out to Sena.

“Here, this will help with the weird aftertaste.” Valen declared, staring at Sena expectantly.

Sena felt his heart melt as he opened his mouth, letting his son feed him the other half of the candy. He hadn’t expected Valen to share his treat, especially since the boy knew Sena had a whole jar stashed away. Maybe he should get Valen a jar too. Sena did make it a habit to repay any acts of kindness he was shown after all, even if it was something as simple as sharing a piece of candy.

He watched as Valen finished his nibbling, moving the tray back to the nightstand. “You should get some rest, Val,” Sena suggested, earning an owlish blink from the child.

“But I’m not tired,” Valen argued plainly.

Sena let out an amused huff, kicking off his shoes before settling down on the bed next to Valen. “How about I read to you then?” Sena offered, already knowing the answer as he leaned back against the headboard. “At least until you fall asleep.”

Valen nodded eagerly, already snuggling up to Sena’s side. “Yes please!” he chirped. “I want to hear the one about the knights again! And the magical sword in the stone!” he demanded, sounding as enthusiastic as ever despite the dark circles under his eyes.

Sena smiled softly, wrapping a protective arm around his son. He summoned an old tome, opening the heavy leather book and resting it on his knee as he began to read. His voice was low and soothing as the illustrations began to shift and change before Valen’s eyes, Sena’s elegant handwriting blurring as he grew more and more tired. It wasn’t long before Valen’s eyelids felt heavy, his breathing evening out until he was sound asleep, still snuggled up to his father’s side. Sena’s warm, soothing presence had lulled the boy into a peaceful slumber.

Sena shut the book as quietly as he could, placing a gentle kiss on the child’s forehead. Valen’s hands were once again tangled into the fabric of Sena’s shirt as if demanding he stay put even as the boy slept. Without a word, Sena pulled the blanket over Valen, holding the boy close as he allowed his own eyes to drift shut. A deep, contented purr rumbled through his chest before he could stifle it. An instinctive reaction he had thought he had long since buried.

But as Valen snuggled closer, seemingly soothed by the sound and the gentle, rhythmic vibrations, Sena couldn’t help but allow it. Maybe just this once…

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Happy Father's Day to everyone who's celebrating! I hope you enjoyed this fic. A HUGE thank you to Wind for the amazing art she did of father and son. I always love seeing people's stuff about Sena, and the way she draws these two makes me want to tear up at how precious it is. And I hope everyone out there is having a great day, with or without a dad in their lives.

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New Merlin and their weird looking dog /affectionate.

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HoneyWheat is gonna be the death of me this season

(!!SPOILERS FOR EOD!!)

I swear Hogan and Merlin's dynamic this season is so frikkin cute I feel like I'm losing my mind. It's such a nice change of pace considering everything that happened during COE. And I feel like looking at it in the context of HoneyWheat just makes it cuter. Kicking my hair and twirling my feet over my favourite old married couple.

Starting off strong with this one,

Love that Sena just spent the last several months going through an extremely difficult time emotionally, but his first instinct upon seeing his husband was to immediately start flirting with him.

I'm also not over how much Valen actually acts like their child when we first get back to Holistone. Please your honour, those are his fathers.

Translation: "I really don't want to watch my dads flirt with each other after being apart for months, so I'm gonna just leave."

Also, this entire interaction feels like Sena and Hogan are going on a business trip and are leaving Val home alone for the first time. It's like a parent giving their child the "No parties while we're gone and try not to wreck the house" talk.

But on a more serious note, I do love that Hogan legitimately trusts Valen enough to look after Holistone in his absence. As much as he gives Val a hard time, he knows he can rely on his son most trusted knight to keep things running smoothly. And I feel like that's probably a massive deal for a man like Hogan and shows how much he genuinely respects Valen, both as a subordinate, a fellow knight, and as a possible successor.

That being said, I think it's funny to picture Hogan saying this about Valen instead of a random sword. Yes, your kid turned out surprisingly well, all things considered. Especially since you were both first-time parents. /j...kinda?

Another interesting thing I noticed was this interaction. First of all, this ties in so well with my personal headcanon about Valen's own tactics. I think the idea of him learning those tactics from HoneyWheat and his skillset and approach being the perfect blend of Sena and Hogan is so sweet to think about. He really is their son in every way that matters.

Secondly, it makes me all giddy knowing that Sena and Hogan make a legitimately good team and can rely on each other to make sure a plan goes off smoothly. And the fact that they have 'usual tactics' feels like it really speaks to how familiar they are with one another. A long, unspoken history that gives rise to things like this. Almost like an inside joke or some shared secret.

Same with this interaction. I love the playful banter and easy camaraderie Hogan shares with Merlin, and having it be Sena just makes it cuter to me. The casual implication that Merlin has seen a side of Hogan that not many others get to witness, and that those moments were goofy enough for Hogan to be embarrassed by it. But also that Hogan cares about them so much that he puts up with them playfully ribbing him about it. (In the platonic context, I feel like this is a very interesting thing to explore for Merlins like Kalix).

Also, I love Sena teasing Hogan about his 'low tolerance'. Especially considering that Hogan isn't exactly a lightweight, at least based on the H2H conversation we have with him, Chippy and Hammie later. But it does make sense considering Sena has a unholy tolerance for most substances. Hogan probably can't outdrink a god, though I wouldn't put it past him to have tried in his younger, more reckless days.

I just know Sena was being an absolute menace during this moment, though. He is taking every opportunity to fluster his hubby, even when it is absolutely not the right time for that. He is getting way closer than necessary, slinging Hogan's arm over his shoulder, and gripping his waist to 'steady him', all while acting like it's the most casual thing ever. And once they're out of earshot, he is giving Hogan that devastating smirk and casually hitting him with a, "Well, at least your flushed face helped sell the illusion."

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Aaaah! Coraaa! MY SHAYLA!! 😭

Meet Magister Cora, demigod daughter of Tritonus and an unknown ocean abyss creature. Goddess of the Tides and Maritime Travellers.

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Merlinverse Among Us (Session 3 Highligths): Part 2 of 2

Featuring: Mag. Sena (@bunnybird-afk), Mag. Celestino & Mag. Memphis (@meepinmeat), Mag. Beahreth (@beaverthemerlin), Mag. Linnie (@hobbies-miscellaneous), and Dame Lavinia (@windmaedchen).

Round 2 ended up being Hide and Seek where Sena decided to teach his kids how to hunt each other for sport play a friendly game of tag as a team-building exercise. It very quickly devolved into abject chaos. Here’s some of my favourite moments.

Honourable mentions: Us being dead silent for the first few rounds because this mode had us that stressed out. Sena being invisible to everyone else for a solid ten minutes in the Lobby (guess his presence concealment was a bit too strong). Us joking that we were gonna get flashbacks about being chased through The Fungle when exploring Sal’ Thorin in a few days. Everyone else being concerned when they find out the Merlins (and a Heroic Order Knight) casually crash out and chase each other around in a random simulator/uninhabited part of Esperia to de-stress. Hobbs telling us a very fascinating story about traumatising their friends by doing this IRL.

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“Kyaaa! Nope nope nope nope nope!” Memphis shrieked, sprinting through the sand filled corridors. “Leave me aloooone!” She yelled as Linnie trailed close behind.

Beah looked up from the lake, blinking at them both in confusion as they ran passed her. “Huh? What in the world was that??” she asked, a puzzled expression on her face. As the noise faded into the distance, she simply shrugged, turning her attention back to fishing.

[Memphis was Eliminated]

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[End of Round, Linnie is the Hunter, Crewmates Win].

Linnie: Beah, where were you? I couldn’t find you anywhere??

Beah: Hsbhdu, I was fishing!

Beah: It was fun hearing everyone screaming though.

Linnie: …

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[Celestino is the Hunter].

“Uncle Sena, I’m hungry.” Celestino whined while rounding the corner, the flat affect of his voice making the childish statement sound almost absurd. “The Divine Dew wasn’t enough. I’m a growing boy…” he lamented, a small smile on his usually stoic face.

Sena couldn’t help but let out a startled laugh, giving away his hiding place. “Cel, you’re a grown man…” he reminded, his voice tinged with amusement and a hint of disbelief.

“Oh, hey uncle.” Cel greeted innocently before immediately tackling Sena to the ground. “Got you!”

Sena huffed, rolling his eyes even as a small, proud smile played at his lips. “Yeah, yeah. You got me…”

[Sena was Eliminated].

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[Between Rounds].

Lavi: I’ve been doing nothing but completing tasks this whole time but I keep getting caught.

Memphis: Is there even a point in doing tasks during this game?

Lavi: …

Lavi: You know what, if you’re not doing tasks then you probably deserve to be eliminated. (-_-)

Beah: I feel like our task right now is to survive! (ToT)

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[Sena is the Hunter].

Sena glanced over at the HUD, watching as the little marker flitted around the room at the corner of the map.

“Lavi, I think that’s a dead end sweetie…” he said into the Merlindabest, already making his way to her location. Sena paused at the doorway, watching for a moment as the young knight casually rearranged some files, sorting them into neat, orderly stacks.

“I don’t know this map, ok? Just let me finish my tasks since no one else is doing them!” Lavi retorted, ignoring him in favour of checking on some nearby machinery.

Sena blinked a few times before sighing softly, his expression a mix of fondness and exasperation. “Wow, you really are his god-daughter…” he noted, before calmly padding over to the knight. Without a word, he placed a gentle hand on her head before ruffling her hair affectionately.

[Lavi was Eliminated].

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[Between Rounds]

Lavi: You know, this is actually really fun. Maybe I should implement this as a new form of training for the Heroic Order’s newest recruits…

Lavi: Maybe then they’ll stop slacking off during drills (-_-).

Sena: Oh, those poor recruits…

Beah: New form of training, avoiding Dame Lavinia’s wrath. XD

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[Memphis is the Hunter].

“Oh Mr. Cyran~ Where are you?” Memphis sang, skipping through the darkened hallways, her eyes glowing faintly as she scanned the area. Catching a sudden glimpse of movement from the corner of her eye, her hand shot out, wrapping around some ones wrist.

Lavi squeaked in surprise before letting out a frustrated groan. “No! I was just on my way to the weapons area!” she complained, frowning slightly at being caught before having completed her self-imposed duties.

Memphis took a moment to process what had happened before releasing Lavinia’s wrist. “You’re not Mr. Cyran…” she sulked, her voice full of disappointment. “Oh well, he has to be here somewhere!” she perked up, immediately continuing her search.

Leaving Lavinia to stare after her, confused and slightly concerned.

[Lavinia was Eliminated].

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[Beah is the Hunter].

Lavi’s eyes blazed with determination as she sprinted to the zip-line. It was all on her now, and she could hear her team members cheering her on from the side-lines. Just two more minutes…

As she made her way up the line, she made eye-contact with Beahreth who was staring at her with a shocked expression…from the other zipline, going in the opposite direction…

The rest of the group burst into laughter as Beahreth frantically tried to change direction, but Lavi was already one step ahead. She wove her way through the undergrowth, triggering spores to disorient Beah who was hot on her trail.

Four.

The Hunter tried her best, attempting to circle back and cut Lavinia off on the other path. Her own competitive spirit blazing as the final match drew to a close.

Five.

Three.

Two.

Beah lunged forward, hands outstretched, only to be blinded by another cloud of mushroom spores.

[Lavi Survives. Crewmates Win].

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Felt like doing this one in a more narrative style cause it felt fun! Plus, it was nice trying to interpret in-game events in a way that fit our characters. Can't wait to do this again! Love you guys! ^-^

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Merlinverse Among Us (Session 3 Highlights): Part 1 of 2

Featuring: Mag. Sena (@bunnybird-afk), Mag. Bellarose (@msbiaxalblanc), Mag. Celestino (@meepinmeat), Mag. Beahreth (@beaverthemerlin), Mag. Linnie (@hobbies-miscellaneous), Dame Lavinia (@windmaedchen-oceanhorn), and Briar (@elesdecroisa).

Highlights:

Starting off strong, before the first round even began, Meep was being... well, Meep.

Beahreth won our first round by pulling off some genuinely clever strats. For instance, she was the only one not in voice chat, so we couldn’t hear her lying voice. (Jk, it was like 3 am where Boh was, so they couldn't join the vc.)

The game played favourites today, because Bellarose was Imposter three times in a row.

Sena got killed first all three of those times because someone decided to be petty for no reason. *cough* Blanc. *cough* (-_-)

As expected, Celestino was the second person to die during those rounds too.

Sena watched himself get murdered by Linnie and was very confused when they actually weren't the imposter (It was Bella again, this time as the Shapeshifter).

Linnie kept dying, and on Hobbs birthday too... :(

We sacrificed Beah to the void so we could summon Briar. It worked.

Briar got killed in her first round here. (Good thing graveborn can't really die, huh?)

We were all so fed up of Bella being Imposter that we voted her out as a precaution.

And we were CORRECT.

Beah and Briar came in clutch and voted Bella out in the final three.

Bella got Imposter one more time, but was tired of the bloodshed and decided to sacrifice herself until someone else got the role.

Beah got the role of Imposter and was really big brained about it. Killed Sena in the first round and immediately blamed Bella (who didn't get voted) before slowly picking off the rest of the crew. In the end they lost the 2 vs 1 against Bella and Lavi.

Finally, Sena got Imposter and decided to gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss his way to victory. Killed Bella first (revenge), and pinned it on Beah, who then got voted out. When it turned out she wasn't the Imposter he claimed it must have been a Shapeshifter (there was no Shapeshifter this round). Got a few more kills off using his Phantom skill, until it was just him, Cel and Linnie.

Win secured. (Sorry Hobbs, but the only reason I didn't kill you sooner in the round was because it was your birthday, lol).

After that, Bella and Eles had to hop off call, so we had a quick intermission to grab some snacks and fix some technical difficulties before starting the Hide and Seek round.

Other moments to note were Beah getting voted out because she vented in front of everyone (she was the Engineer), Lavi saying that if she was the Imposter she'd just turn herself in, and Sena using the Guardian ability to protect Cel from getting killed by Beah, only for Meep to say something unhinged about Cyran and get kicked from the ship out of spite.

Stay tuned for part two! Also, I had a lot of fun playing with you guys! Can't wait to do it again! <3

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Just a few more hours before my delusions about COE ending happily get absolutely stomped on. Welp, it was fun while it lasted. If you wanna hear my tinfoil hat theory anyway. 👇

!!Major COE Spoilers under the cut!!

Ok, so we all know Yolena is gone and everything, but since the quest ended I have been holding on to the delusional little hope that she comes back somehow. My 'evidence' being mainly the feeling that her storyline was left incompleted and that we never got true closure for it (which we will get soon probably). The fact that the trailers for this season seemed to imply that the real Yolena was still somewhat lucid during all of this, being trapped in something akin to an endless, looping nightmare (Why would Yolena be terrified on that altar if it was her DEAD body that was possessed by Cryonaia?). And the fact that I haven't the slightest clue who the last summonable of the season will be and the Devs haven't dropped any hints either. That and they put so much effort into Yolena's design. (Please ignore that they did the same for Sigmund and Eomir and those two are staying in permahell.)

Also, please note, I don't think the ending will be bad. Just bittersweet. The writers did an amazing job with this season and the fact that I am so emotionally attached to Yolena, a character we've technically never met, is proof of that. I'm just a sucker for happy endings and wish we could get that because this season was TRAGIC.

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*sighs* I chime in with a 'haven't you people ever heard of CLOSING A GOD DAMN TOMB?!'

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Merlinverse Musical March: Day 7

We’ll Meet Again by Laura Brehm and TheFatRat: Valen reminiscing about his time with Sena while he’s training as a knight under Hogan’s guidance. Putting his all into honing his skills, hoping that when he and Sena meet again, he’ll be strong enough to fight alongside his dad.

Suddenly, you're nowhere to be found I turn around and everything has changed Looking for a way to work it out I'm trying to find some peace to navigate

(Valen trying to learn how to navigate the world without his father's guidance, realising that for the first time since he was a child, he doesn’t have Sena to rely on and fix his problems when things get tough).

The oak tree where I met you And the writing on the statue I still remember every word you said

(Referencing the fact that the first time Sena met Val, he was a little boy who fell out of a tree and landed at Sena’s feet. He also remembers the stories Sena told him about the old gods, and possibly a time Sena took him to one of his own abandoned temples. Valen remembers everything Sena has ever taught him).

I'm not a soldier but I'm fighting Can you hear me through the silence? I won't give up 'cause there will be a day We'll meet again We'll meet again

(Valen isn’t a soldier like Hogan, didn’t fight half the battles Sena did, but he’s still resilient and hardworking and willing to put in as much effort as it takes to reach his goal. He often keeps Sena updated on how his life and training are going and hopes his dad can hear him in the leylines even if he can’t respond to Valen).

Everything we wanted turned to gold (turned to gold) The path we chose, the future on our side

(Valen’s future looks bright, he’s become a capable young man, a knight and a Captain. It almost feels like there’s a higher power looking out for him).

Never thought I'd do this on my own (on my own) But now, I wield the sword you left behind

(Valen never thought there’d be a day where he’d have to face his own challenges without Sena there by his side. But now, in Sena’s absence, he’s taken up his father’s role in a sense. Protecting Holistone in his own way, keeping the peace, making sure the people are peaceful and happy. In the more literal sense, his fighting style is oddly reminiscent of Sena’s, something Hogan has noticed while training him).

Dark for the sunrise Clouds for a blue sky Space for the travelling star

(His happy childhood memories with Sena starting to feel weirdly bittersweet, because he misses his dad).

Strong from the inside You're still my lifeline I feel you wherever you are

(He still sees Sena as his role model, basically using him as a guiding light when he doesn’t know what to do. Tries his best to embody all the characteristics he admires in his dad, and be a good person at heart no matter how many morally grey things he does to get the job done. He also feels like Sena is still watching over him somehow, even when he isn’t physically around. He still feels connected to his father, and like Sena will keep him safe no matter what.)

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Sena is a very tired dad who has absolutely had it with his unhinged children.

A(n incomplete) list of people who have gotten the spray bottle treatment:

Valen (he was being Valen). Celestino (kept fighting with Aelius and refused to knock it off when told to, got a bit too flirtatious with Valen in a public space). Aelius (wouldn’t stop antagonising Cel and getting into fights with him, got way too handsy with Sinbad in front of everyone else, sometimes he just enjoys being misted gently like a houseplant). Pirin (Blew a fuse and started cussing out a random nobleman, would not stop until Sena got the spray bottle). Cora (You will understand when you meet her…) Hogan (teased Sena about him looking frazzled and Sena automatically sprayed him, they both froze when they realised what happened before Hogan gently suggested Sena go take a nap).

Lavi, Violyste, Zelda and Bellarose have never gotten spray bottle treatment, but they have gotten spray bottle privilege, which is to say that Sena will silently hand them the spray bottle when they look like they’re going to smack someone.

(As always, go thank @arissaarissaarissa).

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Merlinverse Musical March: Day 6

Devil’s Backbone by The Civil Wars: For Aelius and Sinbad (@meepinmeat)

Sinbad praying to Tritonus, pleading with him to forgive Aelius and keep him safe from harm, knowing he’s now an enforcer for the Carmine Whispers.

Oh Lord, Oh Lord, what have I done?

I've fallen in love with a man on the run

Oh Lord, Oh Lord, I'm begging you please

Don't take that sinner from me

Oh don't take that sinner from me

(Aelius in his original canon actually is on the run from Celestino and the other Celestials, trying to settle down in Rustport and build a life of his own away from the sins of his past. Also refers to the fact that before he officially worked with the Whispers, he was very much a wanted man for causing them trouble.)

Oh Lord, Oh Lord, what do I do?

I've fallen for someone who's nothing like you

He's raised on the edge of the devil's backbone

Oh I just wanna take him home

Oh I just wanna take him home

(Aelius is the furthest thing from a divine being like Tritonus, considering he’s a hypogean who was born of the abyss itself. It was a cruel and difficult childhood that Aelius barely managed to survive, but he did. And now Sinbad just wants to give him a proper home, to give him a genuinely happy life away from all the hardships Aelius has faced in the past).

Oh Lord, Oh Lord, he's somewhere between

A hangman's knot, and three mouths to feed

There wasn't a wrong or a right he could choose

He did what he had to do

Oh he did what he had to do

(Sinbad making the correct argument that Aelius didn’t have the luxury of contemplating whether his actions were wrong or right, because he did what he did to survive. His actions may not have been ethical, but his options were that or dying.)

Give me the burden, give me the blame

I'll shoulder the load, and I'll swallow the shame

Give me the burden, give me the blame

How many, how many Hail Marys is it gonna take?

(Sinbad is willing to take whatever punishment and retribution Aelius has earned in his stead, he’ll take responsibility for all of Aelius’s actions from here on, as long as he doesn’t lose him).

Don't care if he's guilty, don't care if he's not

He's good and he's bad and he's all that I've got

Oh Lord, Oh Lord, I'm begging you please

Don't take that sinner from me

(Sinbad genuinely doesn’t care what Aelius has done in the past, doesn’t care that the Aelius he knows now is morally grey at best, he’s still the man Sinbad loves. Aelius is the only one Sinbad has ever really been able to rely on. The only person to make Sinbad feel like he’s genuinely loved and not being used, even if it is an act on Aelius’ part…it isn’t.)

Oh don't take that sinner from me

(Sinbad pleading with Celestino after he and Aelius meet again in Rustport, begging Cel to put their history aside and not actually kill Aelius or send him back to the abyss).

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Merlinverse Musical March: Day 5

Hopelessly Devoted To You by The Glee Cast: This one is pretty self-explanatory. It’s just a good song that is so ridiculously HoneyWheat coded. Please just have fun listening to this one while picturing Hogan and Sena pining over each other after Sena returns from the leylines, somehow missing the very obvious signs that the other is in love with them too.

Duet: Hogan/Sena/Both

(Hogan knows he’s hardly the first person to fall for Sena, and he probably won’t be the last either. Somehow not realising that most of the people Sena turned down in recent years have been because he only has eyes for Hogan.)

Guess mine is not the first heart broken

My eyes are not the first to cry

I'm not the first to know

There's just no getting over you

(Hogan being so genuinely in love with Sena that he’s willing to wait for him no matter how long it takes. Waiting for him to come back from the leylines, waiting for him to remember Hogan and what they had, waiting for Sena to show any sign that he still loves Hogan. And Hogan being ok with that, even though he knows it makes him seem like a lovesick fool.)

I know I'm just a fool who's willing

To sit around and wait for you

But baby, can't you see

There's nothing else for me to do?

I'm hopelessly devoted to you

(Hogan feels like Sena has unintentionally ‘pushed their love aside’ since he’s forgotten about what they shared, and everything they meant to each other. And it’s left him feeling weirdly heartsore, reminiscing on everything they used to be.)

But now

There's nowhere to hide

Since you pushed my love aside

I'm outta my head hopelessly devoted to you

Hopelessly devoted to you

Hopelessly devoted to you

(Hogan knows logically that he should probably let Sena go, knowing that it would be selfish to keep him tethered to a relationship that he doesn’t even remember existed, knowing Sena might not feel the same even if he does remember Hogan he will or he might fall in love with someone else he won’t. But being unable to change the fact that he is still deeply in love with Sena, and nothing will change that, being willing to stay devoted to Sena even if Sena is no longer his.

My head is saying "Fool! Forget him"

My heart is saying "Don't let go"

Hold on to the end

That's what I intend to do

I'm hopelessly devoted to you

Sena genuinely did forget Hogan but still feels inexplicably drawn to him despite that. Knowing deep down that he loved Hogan, even if he doesn’t currently have those memories. And if the way his heart flutters and feels all warm and fuzzy when Hogan is around is anything to go on, it’s clear that this wasn’t some shallow, temporary crush, but a genuine, deep, abiding adoration. And for Sena, that’s enough, because this feeling just feels so…right to him. And it’s something he’s not willing to let go of, even if he doesn’t remember why exactly he feels this way.)

(Hogan has been calling Sena a friend and keeping his distance so that Sena doesn’t feel overwhelmed or pressured to stay with him out of obligation. Unfortunately, this leaves Sena completely confused, because he has no idea what Hogan actually was to him in the past and is getting very mixed signals. It’s clear that Sena was head over heels in love with this man, but he’s currently acting like they were just close friends. So Sena incorrectly assumes that his love for Hogan was unrequited, but is still too much of a hopeless romantic to move on. Because he doesn’t need Hogan to feel the same or love him back, he’s still going to do everything he can to make sure that this man is happy and is able to live a nice peaceful life, because he loves Hogan, and that’s what matters.)

But now

There's nowhere to hide

Since you pushed my love aside

I'm outta my head hopelessly devoted to you

Hopelessly devoted to you

Hopelessly devoted to you

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Merlinverse Musical March: Day 4

Constellations by The Oh Hellos: Sena seeing time on a larger scale than mortals, watching, contemplating and reflecting on all the little good deeds he's done and seen and how they've affected the present day. And him wondering how his actions in the present day will shape the future.

I can feel it on my tongue; brick and mortar Thick as scripture, drawing lines in the sand and laying borders As tall as towers I babble on until my voice is gone

(Sena trying to reason and plead with the other gods of Esperia, trying to get them to see what their own conflicts are doing to the people of Esperia and going unheard even when he ‘babbles on until his voice is gone’. Then watching as the people of Esperia grew divided after the Immortal War, separating into factions and splitting the land into their respective territories, while feeling the weight of responsibility settle on his shoulders.)

This hill I'll die on is about 90 meters of bricks Coloured indigo, and inscribed with my name, and lined with cedar But the words fall flat like Cymbals crashing, like molars gnashing

(Sena knowing that as The People’s God, the hill he’s willing to die on is the well-being of Esperia’s people, but that his titles, as gilded and glorified as they are, mean nothing in the grander scheme of things/ Sena no longer feels connected to his old Divine name and feels like the power it once held has faded away since it’s no longer him.)

'Cause like constellations a million years away Every good intention, every good intention Is interpolation, a line we drew in the array

(Mortals do good deeds hoping it will make a positive change in the future, knowing they may not live to see the impact their actions have. But Sena will. This verse is Sena being able to reflect on his long history and see all the individual threads, tiny acts of kindness and seemingly inconsequential decisions that wove together to shape the reality he sees in front of him now. Getting to see the effects of his own choices play out in real-time, knowing the decisions he makes in the present will also have lingering effects that even he can’t always predict.)

Looking for the faces, looking for the shapes in the silence

(Sometimes Sena finds himself looking for familiar faces in a crowd, long after the people they belonged to have passed on. Other times he meets someone new and knows they’re going to do great things someday and imagines how they’ll fit into the grand tapestry of destiny.)

All that's left for me to climb to the heavens is The chasm of the night and a matter of time

(Sena could be a god again. He could be THE God of Esperia if he wanted, could reclaim his true divinity and the power of the dead gods and rule as the sovereign deity of Esperia…)

But I hear the rumble as the tectonic plates start to shake And I feel my blood pounding like the beat of a drum

(But he won’t because that would mean growing detached from Esperia and its people. Sena would rather be ‘weak’ and compassionate than omnipotent and indifferent. He refuses to make the same mistakes as the old gods, refuses to rule from some gilded city looking down passively at his mortal charges. He loves Esperia, loves its people. It’s something he feels in the very depths of his soul, something that is an inextricable part of who he is. And he wouldn’t trade that for any amount of power or influence that true godhood could grant him.)

Like constellations imploding in the night Everything is turning, everything is turning And the shapes that you drew may change beneath a different light Everything you thought you knew will fall apart, but you'll be all right

(Time will keep moving forward, things will continue to change and Sena will bear witness to it all, the good and bad, the joyful and the heartbreaking. Actions he took in the past believing they were right may seem like the wrong decision later on, things he thought he knew may have been incorrect all along, but he knows it will be all right in the end because he’ll always be there to fix things. Not just his own mistakes, but those of the old gods, and his beloved mortals too…)

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Merlinverse Musical March: Day 3

Dear Fellow Traveller by Sea Wolf: Sena meeting the original Merlin while he's still a youngish god, teaching them magic, falling in love with them though neither ever act on their feelings. Sena not understanding human lifespans yet and disappearing back to the divine realm sporadically, watching Merlin age in snapshots, with them getting older, finding a partner, getting married, and having kids all as Sena watches on and provides his blessings where he can. Though it's clear that Merlin still longed to be with Sena (even platonically), they made peace with the fact that it wasn’t going to happen.

Dear fellow traveller under the moon I saw you standin' in the shadows and your eyes were blue You put your hand out, opened the door You said, "Come with me, boy, I want to show you somethin' more"

(Sena being a mysterious stranger who helps the first Merlin harness the powers of the gods, thus introducing mortals to magic. ‘Opening the door’ to a brand-new world of possibilities, showing them ‘something more’ than the existence they currently led where they had to rely on the gods' direct intervention in order for miracles to happen.)

You spoke my language and touched my limbs It wasn't difficult to pull me from myself again

(Literally and figuratively. Sena spoke the dialect of whatever faction he was with, and he was very openly, (if playfully) flirtatious with Merlin. Sena was charming and endearing, and Merlin felt as though they’d found a kindred spirit in him. This made it easy for Sena to guide them, getting them to not be stuck in their own head so much, keeping them from letting their thoughts spiral into darker more fatalistic places, gently easing them out of their comfort zone and into the role of ‘Merlin’ as we know it today.)

And in our travels, we found our roads You held it like a mirror, showing me the life I chose

(Through travelling Esperia together, helping people, and maintaining the peace, both Sena and Merlin found the paths they wanted to take in life. Sena as The People’s God and Merlin as a beacon of justice and hope for Esperia. Sena and Merlin essentially shared the same goal, and as such they saw a lot of themselves reflected in each other).

And I return to my beautiful city Black skies have changed into blue And my love is so wise and so pretty But some nights, I still dream of you

(Merlin returning to their home and old quiet life after peace is restored to Esperia, seeing all the good they’ve done and how the people of Esperia are prospering and safe. They parted ways with Sena not long before this, met someone they loved and settled down with them, not knowing if they’d ever see him again. And while they were happy with their partner, and wouldn’t trade them for anything, they still sometimes wondered where Sena went. What could have been if things turned out differently… When Sena does return, he gives them his blessing, hoping that they’ll always be happy and enjoy the peace they worked so hard to bring.)

Dear fellow traveller under the moon I think I'm growin' weary and I'm hopin' you'll come soon

(Merlin growing older and knowing that they’re reaching the end of their life, hoping that they’ll get to see Sena one more time before they pass on. They lived longer than most mortals, aged a little slower than they should have, and seemed to stay strong and capable until the very end, but they were still mortal at the end of the day…something they wouldn’t have changed, even if Sena offered…did he offer…? He can’t remember, but Fates, he hopes he did…)

And if I see you in clean new clothes I hope you hold the mirror up to show me what I chose

(If they see Sena again, they hope it’s under better circumstances. That he’s happy and not haunted by the weight and responsibilities of his own divinity, that the perpetual sadness that seemed to lurk in the corners of his eyes, his smile, his laugh, aren’t there anymore. And they hope that Sena will remember them, that when he reflects on their time together he’ll be proud of Merlin's actions and choices. And more than that, they want reassurance, want to know that they did the right thing, in choosing to wield magic in the first place, in how they used it, in becoming ‘Merlin’ as opposed to just Merlin, in leaving that life behind, in settling down… )

And I know you're out there in the shadows I know you're out there in the shadows I know you're out there in the shadows…

(Them knowing that no matter what, Sena was always watching over them, that he’ll continue to protect Esperia and its people long after they’re gone. Sena will always be the mysterious stranger who’ll help those who need his guidance most. Not in the spotlight like the other gods, expecting praise and recognition for their deeds, but from behind the scenes. From the shadows…and that gives Merlin some peace.)

Dear fellow traveller underneath the moon Dear fellow traveller underneath the moon Dear fellow traveller underneath the moon Dear fellow traveller underneath the moon…

(Merlin desperately hopes Sena can hear them, that he’ll answer one last selfish prayer. That he’ll come back to say goodbye one last time. And Sena answers, heading the final wishes of his ‘dear fellow traveller’.)