A Young Woman who is dexterous, swift, and moving through the woods with a young babe in her arms. She holds him close to her chest clearly a Mother caring for her child as she flees North with haste. A look of terror is in her eyes, she knows what the punishment shall be upon her capture for her crime. The rape and death of herself, her son's life forfeit and horrors beyond her imagination. She runs faster and faster knowing she has to escape them to survive. Even with this drive she knows rationally she can not get away and that she is only buying time.

Several Knights are on horseback galloping through the woods they don't know where the woman went and they are trying to find her to little effect, they are trotting through the woods and clearly scaring off most wild life. A Deer would look as the knights ride on and begin to follow oddly enough. As the Knights continue they pay it little heed and they are passing by, sadly the Deer's eyes would glow a soft shade of gold and a loud sound would seem to form next to the fleeing woman. It reveals her hiding place to the Knights and they ride forward. The Woman would scream and plead for the life of her child but these so called Knights, men at arms of Uther Pendragon the Magic-Bane do not care.

The Knights walk forward and when the Mother charges forward to try and run one would slam her to the ground. She fights back with all her strength and she would be stabbed in the stomach with a sword, it guts her clearly and she would slowly begin to fall forward as her faces pales a slightly. Her eyes fade clearly close to death and she begs in her final words asking the Knights. "Please spare my son, I beg of you, in my dieing breath I beg you let him live. The Knights look to their captain who walks up last and he seems to have a grim look upon his face at this tragedy. He speaks softly. "No can do, I am so sorry young woman, your death is tragic and I can not honor that wish, may you find comfort in heaven and be reunited soon with your son."

As this occurs the deer that has been following along would begin to shape into a woman, wearing a green dress made of foliage she would look to these mortal men with a smile on her face. Her eyes glow with a golden shade and she would blast them all away and a tree next to them would fall slaying three of the five knights, the last two would be struck by a bolt of lightning each. This place is full of magic and this Priestess is at her fullest of power in such a location. She would walk up to the dying mother and speak softly. "Hunith, my dear old friend, I came as soon as I could to try and save you and I fear I truly am to late, but never forget I am a master of life and death so I am never late. Now this Knight shall do to save.." She seems taken aback as she looks at the quiet babe only a few feet away the Priestess speaks up. "Well what is this my dear Hunith. Your son is so cute and powerful, I am surprised you kept this from me my old friend." She clenches her fist and looks to the slowly dieing Hunith. "Why would you not tell me your son was this strong, you wanted to keep him for yourself, a warrior of our faith this strong and you wanted him to not be put to use to fight for our faith. I am ashamed in you sister and what better way to punish you then to not let you go on with him. I will strip him from you in more ways than one, I will rip this last living Knight's life force away from him and you will live. But I will truly punish you my traitorous friend. I will destroy your memory and have you live a new life reincarnated in your old one. No son, no husband, no memories. That is your punishment for hampering the support of the old ways and not even me your oldest friend Nimue. Goodbye Hunith it has been a good life sadly you will not remember any of it."

Nimue would begin to practice her craft on the woman and her memories are being wiped as her life force is restored. Nimue even seems to grow a little younger and the strain on her body from Merlin's birth is undone as she is restored by Nimue's sloppy magic as she is distraught no matter how well she hides it. A single tear would fall from Nimue's face as she looks to her friend who is now unconscious with a peaceful look on her face. She places her friend on the back of a horse, speaks to it in the language of magic and then sends her off to be found in a village where she will live well.

She would take the baby in her arms and smile as she looks at the recently born babe, so innocent and fresh to the world. She speaks a few words and her eyes glow golden and her body would become motherly, her mammaries ready to produce milk for the young baby. She smiles as she would begin to walk away and sing hymns of the old religion. She continues on swaying her slightly larger hips with a smile on her face. "It will not be today, nor tomorrow but I will destroy everything you hold dear Uther Pendragon and my son will be your destruction." She looks at the babe and smiles then speaks up softly. "Your name as I learned from Hunith's mind is Merlin and you will be my son, my warrior, my warlock, and our people's savior."