Tino turned his blind folded gaze toward the sound of laughter, "Peter? Emily? Is that you?"
The laughing became louder, "How do you always know it is us?"
The Finn reached out a hand, feeling for the young ones, "I've told you both I can sense people." One of his hands ran through Peter's hair, "And…" He pulled the two children into a tight, playful, squeeze, "You both have very recognizable laughs!"
The group continued to laugh when two men stepped in front of them, "Tino…" The blind boy turned his face up to the emotionless speaker, "Merlin wants us home."
The 2 children made sounds of disapproval, "But Erik…We only just arrived."
"And Merlin regrets calling us back but something has come up," Erik's brother spoke.
Tino sighed, "Alright. I'll see you two later okay?" There was a silence from the children and Tino could tell that they were looking at each other, not knowing how to reply. Tino giggled, "I'll take the silence as a yes." He gave the two another hugs before standing and being led away by the two shrouded brothers.
As they left the small village they passed a house where a man stood in the window, "Berwald you aren't going to get the guts to talk to him if you don't go up to him." The Swede turned to look at the annoying Dane, "Even a blind guy has to be approached so he can know you."
"Sh't up. I know th't…" Berwald turned back to the window but the three was already gone, "…He's j'st ss'meth'n' else…Tis as if he c'n see 'n' will…"
"Will cringe away from your horrifying, beast of a glare and never want to be anywhere near you ever again?"
"…Ja…B't th't's go'n' a l'ttle far…" Mathias laughed.
"Well I've talked with Erik and he…"
"H'tes yer guts…"
"Yes! I mean. No! But that's not the point! What I was going to say is, Erik has told me about Tino and he's a very good, understanding person!"
"D'esn' mean he wun' be 'fraid…"
"He's blind! Berwald! The worst he'd do is accidentally bump into you and get startled by that!"
"I dunno…Someth'n' 'bout him…"
"Yeah, yeah. There is somethin' about all three of them!"
"…J'st leave me 'lone, Mathias…"
"As long as you promise to talk to Tino tomorrow when they come into the village. Erik said that the boy should have some older influence."
Berwald sighed, "F'ne…"
"Great!"
…
Tino gasped, dodging the flame, "Too much rage, Erik, not enough tameness."
The Finn turned his gaze to the elder, his violet eyes shining, "Master Merlin, when will I be able to wear something other than the blindfold to the village?"
Merlin glanced at Tino a moment before speaking, "It is too late. You already have a blind profile for yourself. Try again, Erik. Remember, less rage."
"But I want to no longer have to use my power sight to see and see the town with mine own eyes."
"I know you do. But it is too late to do so. Erik! What did I say about your rage?"
"I'm sorry master Merlin. But that stupid Dane from the village keeps coming into my visions."
"Then in-vision someone else. Like your mother perhaps?"
"My mother abandoned both me and my brother!"
"Right…But it was for the safety of both you and Bjord…"
"Master Merlin…Why do we still have to remain hiding? Uther has died and Arthur is king! He trusts you to be adviser. Why does magic still have to be hidden?" Tino spoke again.
"Because the people still fear it. What magic can do. Once the people are no longer in fear of it, then and only then can we no longer hide." Merlin looked at his three pupils, "But as of now. We must continue in secret and help any fellow druid that comes along." The three students nodded in return, "Erik…Try your fire spurt now. And remember to control it and less rage."
Tino sat on a large stone, appearing to watch the Norwegian's work.