>>5756162Christ, every image of this fucker in the internet has a grand total of three pixels of resolutionYou keep researching Merlin over the week, but Merlin being Merlin, the task is as frustrating as it is fascinating. You dive deep into it, until you see a familiar name. Sir Cadogan. He wasn’t in any muggle stories of King Arthur, but there were mentions of him in wizard stories. Mostly because his only feat had been killing a wyvern by accident, but, still. It was a lead.
And, wouldn’t you know it, he had a painting right here in the castle.
"Ah, another challenger! Enguarde, you fiend!" Says the armored man in the painting as the three of you approach.
"Ah, Sir Cadogan, is it? Could we ask you a couple of questions about Merlin?"
"Merlin? What about my friend? Did he defeat the Wyvern of Wye? No. Was he a part of the Knights of the Round Table? No! I don't know why people are so interested in him."
"Please sir, we were simply sent on a quest by our history teacher," you lie. "And-"
"A <span class="mu-i">quest</span>, you say?" he asks, curious. "What sort of quest?"
"Our teacher says that there is this thing called 'Merlin's Last Light' that Merlin only spoke about to his closest friends. He thinks that it is something related to the Interdict of Merlin, but no one's really sure."
"The Interdict of Merlin? What is that?"
Ok, so maybe coming to speak with the least known member of the Round Table hadn't been such a great idea.
"It was a great spell Merlin cast, some say that he did it right before he died, or that he died <span class="mu-i">because </span>he cast the spell-"
"My friend Merlin? He's dead?" He asks, shocked, before taking a moment to recompose himself. "Of course... of course he's dead. It would be foolish to think he survived this long... Foolish, yes. Now, what about this Interdict of his?"
"We're just trying to be sure that this 'last light' thing is related to the interdict. Did he ever mention anything about it to you? Since you two were so close and all."
"I'm afraid not, young knight. He never mentioned any lights, or any Interdicts for that matter. All he spoke about were foolish prophecies and his stupid telescope!"
"His telescope?" Taylor says, interested. "What about it?"
"Oh, even years after he'd left Hogwarts he'd return here to look at the stars. He said that it was the only place one could <span class="mu-i">really</span> see the stars, whatever that meant. That is where I met him, actually. In the second astrology classroom."
"The second astrology classroom hasn't been used for decades, at least," Taylor says. "It's a storage room. The windows are boarded up!"
"Well, that's where I met him, and it was certainly in use then."
[Cont.]
