The Druid and the Thief [Alvarr]

[Richard de Calys]

Coming to Camelot had certainly been a good idea. As magic was banned there were plenty of opportunities for Richard de Calys to find himself plenty of customers. Those who still practiced it needed someone who could find them what they needed and survive scrutiny from the authorities, luckily that was what Richard was best it. It was no surprise then when a contact of his informed him that there was a group of druids hiding in the forests and one of them had a nice job for him. What had his name been again? Alan? Alfred? Something like that. His name really made no matter to Richard anyway.

The only downside to his line of work, and Camelot especially, was that most of his meetings had to be conducted at night. He'd managed to get himself tangled in about three trees already so it was going well. If he ruined his new cloak on various branches he wouldn't be impressed. His turning up with a ruined cloak would hardly make a good impression. Although this customer was a druid, and therefore probably in no finer a state than he was, that wasn't a point. Richard had a reputation to uphold, and that wasn't just for his expertise.

He came to stop in a small clearing, hoping this was the right place. It wouldn't be the first time he'd found himself waiting in entirely the wrong place. The whole forest looked the same to him, especially in the dark. But then his druid should be able to find him, surely? Hopefully. If he had to wait for hours for nothing he would not be a very happy man.


Tagged: Alvarr
Timeline: Series two, pre The Witch's Quickening