Merlin never knows what to expect when he emerges from the mists. What the people will be like. What the technology will be like. What conflict will he have to fight with. Will he finally find Arthur. Each time he steps into a new time, a new place, even a new country...

Merlin's usual entrance into a new world is confusing and awkward, but this time he emerged with confidence and bravado he was not use to. This time felt different, this time he knew his long awaited destiny awaited....

Step by step Merlin trudged down the unmarked road, burdened by his neatly packed bag on his back and a destiny still unfulfilled. For every time he's emergered from the mists of Avalon and helped some poor soul, this time felt different. This time he felt a tug driving him on.

Merlin often entertains people running about their busy lives with some street magic or shows in the parks.

//wow! I'll give starters tomorrow!