He couldn’t quite put his finger on why he joined an adventurer group, and especially not this one. He had very strict goals and aspirations, a legacy to live up to for his family. He couldn’t help but wonder if he was letting his parents down, his family. All while sitting on the edge of camp and looking out at the mingling party and their antics, the bickering and the laughter, he knew he couldn’t just go back to the Academy. He liked it here. Doing things he never thought were in the realm of possibility for him.

Quiet He thought to himself as his own worries and self doubt are at him and frustrated him. Merlin cleared his mind with a deep breath.

Whats done is done Merlin old boy, think now… what’s next?

His Hazel eyes traveled back down to the scribbles he wrote in his spell book, letting the ambiance of late afternoon ease him out of his overthinking. He’s here. He’s in the moment. He’ll be okay. His destiny can wait for a moment, it’s time to be a himself for a bit. Then again he’s not exactly sure who that is yet.