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ansegar morningstar. the bastard prince of lysain. born and raised in the night's watch. written by mo.

marcus rurtherford, gay, cis male + he / him → isn’t that ansegar morningstar? i’ve seen them wearing the crest of lysain / feranthor. i hear they’re 26, but they’re also a half-seer. they’ve risen up the ranks to become a bastard prince of lysain / night's watch trainee. they seem to be kind & brave, but also self sacrificing & impulsive. if you look closely, you’ll see their aesthetics include a sword on a young boy's hand, feet dangling over the border's high wall, drifting dreams of a mother singing him a song.

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#pleiades.intro #i will write his full bio when i have the time #for now pls enjoy that little blurb #if you wanna plot or you have any questions about him #i am here <3

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　　"if my form is weird, your speed is inhumane." it should not be taken as an insult, though. the prince was genuinely impressed by the trainee's abilities in combat. and solomon was not a lousy fighter, at least he didn't think so. but he was aware that his strength lied on his brains, not his brawn. swallowing his pride, he took ansegar's hand, standing up and brushing off the excess of dirt from his trousers.

　　he flashed the man a questioning look, his heart still struggling to slow down its pace. "as long as i can bear a shield. i intend to return to beacon's reach with my head still attached to my neck."

ansegar

" why thank you. always nice when people appreciate my ... nimbleness. " ansegar says with a smile ... a true, genuine, and amused one, though you might see a hint of smugness if you look close enough. to be fair to solomon, though, he has fought many men both on the wall and off it, both royals and not. there are even some who has been training their whole lives. and he can confidently say that some of them are less of a fighter than the prince.

" yeah. we definitely can't have that. " ansegar chuckled before walking to where the weapons rack was, and coming back to the sparring ground with a staff in his hand instead. he gave solomon a look, as if asking for his permission to use it. " no blade, though this is a pretty strong wood. can't promise it won't be painful. and your choice? "

#lcgendsung #threads / ansegar.#with / solomon.

realmbred

" you didn't have to knock me on my ass to prove your point. " although paric's tone is simply teasing. he grabs a hold of the man's hand and lifts himself up with some help. then he brushes his off, in case there are any leaves clinging there. the changeling's appearance means everything to him, so he also puts on a charming smile. that he at least knows how to do. this whole fighting thing, not so much.

“ do you think that wise? i might cut myself and my face is too pretty to be that intimate with a blade. ” he snickers softly, wondering if he can find a way to best him. hmm, which weapon?

ansegar

" i know. but it was still quite funny. " ansegar says, as he watched the other man stand up and begin cleaning himself off. a naughtier part of him wanted to knock the other off again with a swift swipe of his leg-- to show that warriors doesn't usually spend this much time grooming themselves in battle, and that they should accept the grime and dirt of it with honor. but he stops himself. perhaps later ...

" please. that's nothing a little unicorn drought and dragon's blood salve can't cure. " he continues. admittedly, he's never met a changeling before. they were rare even in the night's watch. and looking at the other man now, he doubts a little facial scar would hurt his appearance. if anything, it might make him look better. walking back to the rack of weapons, ansegar skipped the swords and the daggers and instead picked up a staff. " how about this for me? no blade. no wounds on your pretty face. what about you? "

#realmbred #thread / ansegar.#with / paric.#if you see me reblog that on the other blog no you didnt

EXT. THE PORTS OF RITRINC. NIGHT.

unmoving, like the earth below them, ansegar held the boy's neck and leaned him over the edge of the port, with the dark waters of the ocean below them. it would be so easy to let him go: it's not like he was an innocent man, especially when he found him harassing the servant to stood now on his side. these people might have grown with the comforts of a kingdom above them, and the loopholes of the laws and a forgiving society that they can easily weasel through. but ansegar grew up on the wall ... and injustices like this are not tolerated there. he had seen men banished from the wall for similar crimes.

the only thing that is keeping them from letting go was the victim of the crime, who still stood quiet even at the sight. but ansegar can also see both fear and anger in their eyes. which one is for him? he doesn't know. " are you hurt? " he asked them simply, his eyes scanning what he can see of their body. " what did they do to you? did they hurt you? steal from you? tell me. "

closed starter for @thequiettide.

#thequiettide #threads / ansegar.

INT. THE VISSAI THRONE ROOM. DAY.

ansegar stood like a sore thumb in the grand hall of the vissai's throne room, and though no eyes looked at him with any judgement, his own self was the one who is causing his nervousness. before he came down from the wall, his brothers have told him of vissai's generosity. not only to the night's watch all throughout their history, but also to himself.

apparently, he was presented here first: at the foot of their king, seeking sanctuary from the family that wanted to kill him. and not wanting any conflict to break out, he had advised his mother to take the child to the wall instead ... but they will support him. even take him as a ward if he chooses. ansegar has chosen differently, then, training instead to be soldier of the night's watch. so nervousness must have come from there: to prove that he is still worth their support after all this time.

when he was finally called, ansegar then walked up to the spot close to the foot of the throne ... and was presented, not to the king, but the crown prince instead. remembering the lessons he got from the other bastard princes, he then knelt and lowered his head. in his hand he gripped the scabbard of the gift he made for this occasion, which seemed heavier and warmer now that he is kneeling there. he cleared his throat. " i come to you as ansegar, an unsworn wolf of the night's watch. " he says, keeping his eyes down still. " it's an honor to be in your presence, your highness. "

closed starter for @heavensoared.

#heavensoared #threads / ansegar.

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INT. A TAVERN JUST OUTSIDE THE KINGDOM. AFTERNOON.

ansegar listened intently as the bar keep explained to him the drink that he was holding in his hand. because since the moment he came down from the wall, he has received all the different kind of looks, greetings, and treatment from all the different people. he was either asked questions, or was openly criticized. given stares that ranged from wonder to fear. some disdain. but never was given a drink ... for simply being a wolf from the wall.

so, after finding out who did it, ansegar simply thanked the bar keep and stood up ... only to make a bee line to where the other man was sitting, and occupying the nearest seat he could find. he gave them a smile. he still has not touched the drink. " i would say thank you. but a hard lesson in grained in me since i was a child is to never accept anything from a stranger ... especially a man who's trying to hide their colors in the dark. " he says, pointing at the unmistakable silk robes under his dark cloak. " should i know who you are, stranger? "

closed starter for @powergrabbed.

#powergrabbed #threads / ansegar.

EXT. HARVEST MOON FESTIVAL GROUNDS. NIGHT.

" whoa ... " ansegar says, craning his neck back ... so far back that he almost fell over, as he tried to look at the entirety of the lights above them, with his expression nearly mimicking it as well-- bright and awestruck as he was bathed in color. all he could remember about ritrinc's harvest moon festival are from stories his brothers would tell him-- from the housekeeper and his run down of the festivals history which he clung to as a child, from the new arrivals who would indulge the curiosity of the child, and finally from the scouts who would bring him gifts of food and trinkets from the festival stalls. and when he was old enough to see over the wall, all he could see of it was the faint view of blinking lights in the distance, but it would still imagine what it would be like to be there.

and from all of these, his young mind has built a picture of what the festival must've looked like ...

... and to his surprise, the real thing was even better than what he could imagine. and this realization made the boy euphoric. " you've never brought me here before. " ansegar says to them, as a statement with no hint of sadness or disappointment. he knew why he wasn't allowed to leave the wall until he was old enough, or strong enough. the words of his mother and his future still ringing in his ears. but still ... it would've been nice to be here when he was younger.

before he knew it, he was already lagging behind. so he quickened his steps to catch up. " so, uhh ... what do you usually do here? "

closed starter for @bladewandered.

#bladewandered #threads / ansegar.

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"i-..." dusting himself off with a petulant huff, he isn't very good at presenting himself as low-brow. he was decidedly a lover, not a fighter, but the importance of good self-defense training wasn't lost on him. "am fine."

exhaling sharply, he decides to salvage what was left of his ego, shaking his head. "i believe it prudent to return before dark. come, you can ride with me."

ansegar

if what he has read about royals and their peculiar lives, he was sure that in some other time, or with some other royal, this would have been a capital offense: embarrassing a prince on another land, or dirtying their clothes by sending them tumbling to the ground. in the back of his mind, the young wolf was expecting some hidden executioner to come out of the grass or the rocks and hit him through the neck and his head will be rolling on the floor.

but then again, his brothers have also often told him of the relationship between vissai and feranthor-- how the kingdom on the mountains supported the establishment of the night's watch. not only as a group that will protect the kingdom from the dangers of the unknown. but also as a sanctuary for the lost, banished, or those with nowhere to go.

perhaps the royals of vissai are just different from the stories he read.

with another chuckle, ansegar then approached the prince ... unfastening the dagger that was hidden on his lower back, and handing it to him. " if you don't want to learn now, then at least take this. " he says, placing the dagger on the prince's hand before he could even say anything else. " it's not the most elegant looking. but it's made of drakon scale ... stronger than most metals of the earth. just whip it out and it should protect you from most things. you do know how to use a dagger, right? "

with that, he then turned to the direction of the prince's ride. " alright. show me your mighty steed. "

#blurredvisicns #threads / ansegar.

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🔨 * ﹕ㅤㅤ arkelos tracked the other man's gesture to the summit of the wall, gaze lingering there for a moment, caught somewhere between awe and curiosity. he'd heard all the stories— well, who hadn't ?— the men of the night's watch were bastards and the poor, removed from the lords and their banners, from games of politics and ambition. he heard many of them didn't believe in the gods of the continent. they didn't take oaths to kings but to their duty, guarding the realm against whatever nightmares might claw their way in from the unknown. and needless to say, seeing one of their stewards here left arkelos slightly unmoored with interest. ❝ i've always admired anyone who decides to live in feranthor. it must take a certain kind of madness to live there, y'know ? i could barely survive the peaks of vissai, can't imagine the type of cold you're used to there. ❞ there was a warmth to arkelos' voice as he spoke, a reverence carried by someone who wasn't quite sure how to put admiration into words without sounding foolish. he looked at the man and smiled, though for the most part he was also just glad to see that eagle fly away. good riddance. ❝ but i promise there's no need to make it up to me, ❞ arkelos laughed, giving the man a measured look. slightly taller than he was, though human as far he could tell. ❝ but if you insist, there's a tavern a bit further down the square. they've got the best kidney pie this side of the continent⸻ and i feel like it's my chasquan duty to show a man of the watch the best our land has to offer. ❞ head tilted toward the path ahead, ❝ it'll give us time to sit down and talk. i've got so many question, like, what brings you down here ? cause i really thought your lot didn't stray from the wall, unless it was something urgent ... or dangerous ... ❞ voice lowered slightly with a speculative tone, though his grin remained, crooked and easy.

ansegar

ansegar can only reply to that with a smile, seeing the other man's face be painted with a look he is already familiar with every time he, or anyone else from the brotherhood would see their emblem or would know who they are. it was not a look of judgement, really ... his brothers take great offense in that and rarely are the people foolish enough to say it to their face. but it was the look of awe that often get him, and how people could not believe that people like him exists-- those who chose to leave their kingdoms and their faiths, to live with other bastards and the banished atop a cliff-face. and he would always have an answer for it that should be enough to let the subject rest.

" i mean, i wouldn't say it's madness. when the kingdom that you have followed your entire life, or when the faith you have worship and is expected to worship until you die, turn their backs against you ... well, even the cold will become a comfort for you up there. " ansegar says, his voice was leveled without any sign of malice, anger, or annoyance. what can be found there, though, was love and pride. for the only family he's ever known his whole life. " it's a sanctuary for them. but i can tell my brothers of your admiration. "

at the mention of a tavern, ansegar's eyes lit up as his head follows the direction they were pointing at. " oh, please. i insist. it's the least i can do after my pet attacked you. " before the arkelos could even say more, he already have his hand on their arm, and was weaving though the crowd. " hmmm. your best? are you telling me there's more to this kingdom than just stones and crystals? " he continued, chuckling at himself for that.

when they stopped walking, they finally found themselves at the entrance of the tavern. from the outside, he could already hear chatter coming from inside. " my story ... is a long and complicated one. but unlike my brothers, i am not sworn to the oath yet. technically, i am still a free man ... free to go anywhere i wanna go. " he explains, clearing his throat right after before gesturing to the door. " my very first tavern. since this is your home, after you? "

#rawtalents #threads / ansegar.

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THE WALL AND WHAT'S BEYOND IT.

there are a lot of beliefs as to what the nature of the wall, and the war that resulted in the construction of it. some believing that it stood as a warning from the old gods, a blockade to make sure no one would ever come to their world, which is somewhere beyond it. while others see it as their way of giving them protection from the dangers of the unknown.

but the one that feranthor believes in, and what they have kept in their records is this: before the new dawn and the establishment of the kingdoms, a bigger and more ferocious war swept through the land that would be their foundation. a war of the supernatural beings that would shape the new world ... against monsters from the unknown lands. a war that spanned for centuries.

but during the heaviest and most difficult time in this war, the greatest of the high priests, sorcerers, giants, and other magical creatures banded together not to form an attack-- but to build the strongest defense line that they could conjure to save what remains of the land. this effort resulted in the building of the wall: 2000 km high, built with the strongest rock that they could dig under the earth, building it in just three summers.

once the wall was built, it made a significant move in changing the tides of the war for them. not for them to win instantly, but it gave them a chance to fight back. and watching their creation stand tall and strong against the strongest of forces gave them inspiration to fight harder, more defiant. when the war was won, the wall has became a pilgrimage site for a time.

it was the most important structure in all the lands, as it stood for the most important moment in their history ... where everyone worked together for the same cause. a sentiment the brotherhood on feranthor also shares. working together for the same cause: to protect the new kingdoms from whatever danger the unknown might bring them again.

#lore / feranthor.#hhhhhhhhh

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BOOK STARTERS VOL.21 THE PLAGUE ALBERT CAMUS

❛ I have no idea what’s awaiting me. ❜

❛ What will happen when this all ends? ❜

❛ I know that you are capable of great deeds. ❜

❛ A loveless world is a dead world, and always there comes an hour when one is weary of prisons, of one’s work, and of devotion to duty, and all one craves for is a loved face, the warmth and wonder of a loving heart. ❜

❛ The truth is that everyone is bored. ❜

❛ I feel more fellowship with the defeated than with saints. Heroism and sanctity don’t really appeal to me, I imagine. ❜

❛ If there is one thing one can always yearn for, and sometimes attain, it is human love. ❜

❛ Who would dare to assert that eternal happiness can compensate for even a single moment’s suffering? ❜

❛ It’s not easy. I’ve been thinking it over for years. ❜

❛ While we loved each other we didn’t need words to make ourselves understood. ❜

❛ People are more often bad than good. ❜

❛ I don’t believe in heroism; I know it’s easy and I’ve learned that it can be murderous. ❜

❛ What interests me is living and dying for what one loves. ❜

❛ In fact, nobody is capable of really thinking about anyone, even in the worst calamity. ❜

❛ Nothing in the world is worth turning one’s back on what one loves. ❜

❛ Again and again there comes a time in history when the man who dares to say that two and two make four is punished with death. ❜

❛ There are more things to admire in men then to despise. ❜

❛ It is in the thick of calamity that one gets hardened to the truth - in other words, to silence. ❜

❛ What on earth prompted you to take a hand in this? ❜

❛ Your code of morals? What code, if I may ask? ❜

❛ I’m fumbling in the dark, struggling to make something out. But I’ve long ceased finding anything. ❜

❛ No doubt our love is still there, but quite simply it is unusable, heavy to carry, inert inside of us, sterile as crime or condemnation. ❜

❛ I’m not happy to go, but one needn’t be happy to make another start. ❜

❛ I am incapable of suffering for a long time, or being happy for a long time. Which means that I am incapable of anything really worth while. ❜

❛ I should have found the words to keep her with me. ❜

❛ We can’t stir a finger in this world without the risk of bringing death to somebody. ❜

❛ The evil that is in the world comes out of ignorance, and good intentions may do as much harm as malevolence, if they lack understanding. ❜

❛ There are always flies and itches. That’s why life is difficult to live. ❜

❛ The best protection against anything is a good bottle of wine. ❜

❛ There is no peace without hope. ❜

#meme.

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EXT. SOME OPEN SPARRING AREA. DUSK.

" what ? i did say your form was all weird. just showing you how that can be dangerous. " ansegar says says, giving himself the pleasure of a laugh first before he reaches a hand out for them to grab. hey, he really did try to hide his amusement, attempting to turn his smile into something that looks like encouragement instead. but seeing them flat on their ass was really funny.

" come on . we could do one more round before the sun fully sets. " he continues, when they have caught their breath. " you can even use weapons this round, if you want. "

open starter. @colosseumbred

#pleiades.starter #threads / ansegar.#another starter lmao a shorter one this time sdlkgdlj #alright. now to bed

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GLIMPSES OF THE PAST: a headcanon / prompt collection because sometimes it's not enough to write about your muse's past and how it affects them, you just gotta write a little scene. these prompts are designed to be a little writing prompt related to your character's past, essentially!

send FORGED for a scene from my muse's past that they think made them stronger in the long run

send REMINDED for a scene from my muse's past in which they encountered something that reminded them of a difficult experience / trauma

send CONFESSED for a scene from my muse's past in which they revealed a secret about themselves to someone

send TRICKED for a scene from my muse's past in which they misled, tricked, or lied to someone

send IMPRESSED for a scene from my muse's past in which they tried to impress someone, successfully or not

send ACHIEVED for a scene from my muse's past in which they completed / achieved something they were proud of

send CHANGED for a scene from my muse's past that represented a turning point in their life

send DIFFERENT for a scene from my muse's past that they feel changed their outlook / personality / etc, for the better or worse

send CRITICAL for a scene from my muse's past in which they thought about / were reminded of something they're insecure about

send SCOLDED for a scene from my muse's past in which someone told them off, justifiably or not

send STRAINED for a scene from my muse's past in which they interact with someone they have a difficult relationship with

send SOBBED for a scene from my muse's past in which they broke down in tears

send LOST for a scene from my muse's past in which they felt lost, literally or figuratively

send BLINDSIDED for a scene from my muse's past in which they were betrayed or shocked by what someone did

send INJURED for a scene from my muse's past in which they sustained a significant injury

send AFRAID for a scene from my muse's past in which they were scared / under threat

send HELPED for a scene from my muse's past in which someone helped / saved them

send CAUGHT for a scene from my muse's past in which they were caught doing something they shouldn't

send BLUSHED for a scene from my muse's past in which they received a compliment that really got to them

send VICIOUS for a scene from my muse's past in which someone said something cruel that really got to them

send SWOONED for a scene from my muse's past in which they were infatuated with someone

send PINNED for a scene from my muse's past in which they were stuck somewhere, literally or figuratively

send GRIEVED for a scene from my muse's past in which they had recently lost someone / something

send MORTAL for a scene from my muse's past in which they had a brush with death, either themselves or someone close to them

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