[ WP ] You keep getting randomly pulled out of your daily life back to the year 1200 by the same group of sorcerers . It was amazing at first . It 's starting to give you the shits .

*Bampf* 
 `` Out the way... out the way...'' I shoved the robed summoners aside and ran for the little door in the domed hall. Kicking it open, I spun round, belt and waistband descending as I leapt back onto the seat. 
 *Ahhhhh. * Just in time. 
 
 10 minutes later, I arose from the... throne... and ( after washing my hands in the pewter basin ) re-entered the hall. The candles flickered in a suitably threatening manner as I stalked towards my abducters. They shied away from my advance. 
 `` *Why* have you not fixed that spell yet?'' I growled. `` You know the side effects, you knew my request, and yet *once again*, I had to run to the bathroom to save my breeches from being breached.'' 
 `` We-we ca n't!'' The lead sorcerer was flustered `` The spell was written long ago by Sven, Trickster wizard of York. We...'' he looked down to avoid my glare ``... we do n't know how it works, let alone unpick parts.'' 
 I stared for a while, before sighing. Why could n't I be summoned by *competent* wizards? 
 `` Fine. What is such an emergency that you need the Hero of Time?''
