The Knight Starts Here Aug 1, 2011 7:51:09 GMT -5
Post by Vaughn Adeney on Aug 1, 2011 7:51:09 GMT -5
Vaughn was not a stalker. Not at all. There were many, many, crimes he was guilty of but stalking was not one of them. His interest in a person never was so great that he would follow them around the world. But, he could not ignore this one piece of information that had led to something more. Through someone he met, he heard it rumored that the lady Morgana herself was in this very city. Lady Morgana. This peaked Vaughn's interest. For he had indeed heard of her, situation back in Camelot. Or the situation she put Camelot in rather. He had found it hilarious. A daughter, managing to overthrow her old man and his son. And Vaughn thought that he had had a dysfunctional family. In this case, the Pendragons seemed to take the cake.
So with this rumor, Vaughn had explored. The city he was currently located in was far from Camelot, and not everyone heard of what happened back in that kingdom. Some did, others didn't. That fact alone would work in his favor, as well as hers. For it would be easier to hide in a place that you were not instantly recognized in. The difficulty for Vaughn was that he could not use her name, for he was going along with the assumption that she was not using her real one. An assumption that could be wrong, but why waste time taking the risk. The one rumor had turned into a little scavenger hunt for the lady Morgana. He had been asking a couple of people, not enough to arouse suspicion.
Until his information led him to a singular inn. He had entered, the large boisterous crowd allowing him to easily blend in. Taverns were always a great place to instigate some trouble. While people were already idiots, give them a bit of drink and they became all the more stupider. But not tonight. Tonight, he would take a seat by himself, order a drink, and sit there, waiting for the Lady Morgana to enter. He had to ask the barkeeper if she had already entered, only needing to give a few coins to gain an answer. He had vaguely described her, to make it seem like he knew her. When it actuality, he had only seen her a couple of times during his days in Camelot. She would have to come this way to enter her room which was rumored to be upstairs in the inn part of this building. So he just sat at his table silently, waiting for her to come in.[[ Tag Morgana ]]