regularly cries about the farseers

“She should be at the club” I should be on a quest. With several interesting people

NYT connections shpuld have an "I YIELD!" button that auto-fails you upon being clicked and plays a little 16 bit animation of a guy kneeling in front of an executioner and closing his eyes as the axe falls

everyone has one fitz male role model/father figure/relative they carry water for. mines chade

you've been summoned for july duty

in many ways being alive is about getting to have a little coffee every morning

fantasy stories love to begin with the world's most razeable peaceful little farming village having a big grand festival

“but he did [this horrific thing]” i am neither his keeper nor happy with every single decision he makes. Also he is not real

they're a problematic character TO YOU. they're problematic to me as well but I'm being weird and horny about it so it's different

my noble and wise rare pair vs your crazy reaching stupid crack ship

i have a lot of thoughts and feelings about the relationship between etta and wintrow........i like how they're foils & parallels. i like how they can both be very cruel and patronising to the other. i like how they're two people who lived very isolated lives and how this is their very first time learning what does it mean to have a friend and be one in turn; how to care about people as people and not simply because you're forced to. how they push each other to grow, and go back to themselves. how they both give the other something more precious than jewels and money. i love etta pushing wintrow on his religion (why do you need your god when you have your ship?) in a way that's not necessarily sensitive or kind. i like how they both antagonise the other, but are sweet and genuinely caring just as well. they're both learning how to be of the world together, and they make mistakes, and hurt each other, but they're also more alike than anyone else. they're both locked in lives of subservience to everyone but themselves where bodily autonomy and personhood are extremely limited. a priest whose very life and all the years in it are dedicated to service and sacrifice, who may be asked to give it up for a stranger at a moment's notice. etta's body itself being property to be bought & sold without any right to object to it. neither of them had a say in this life - they didn't choose it - it was chosen for them, and they've been left to make do with it. how it made etta pragmatic and realistic, a bit sardonic, a bit angry. how it made wintrow judgmental, how he copes with it by assuring himself it's what he wants, he's good at it, he likes it. their perspectives on their lives are so completely different & that's what makes them capable of helping the other. etta's strong sense of self and knowing how to make the best of a situation vs wintrow's fight against the fate given to him by his god he convinces himself he trusts above all. how in time the reality of her replaces the faith in his god. it is an ugly word but etta's identity as a whore cannot be separated from her character any more than wintrow's can be from his priesthood. what is it, really, materially, that makes their realities different? only that one is looked down upon, and seen as vulgar and godless, and the other is revered, their sacrifice noble. but at the end of the day, when has wintrow's religion ever protected him from being violated? i like that etta sees that better than he does. and i like that wintrow is more aware of her situation than she is. i like how they're both the naive & the self aware one. hypocritical, self deluded, judgemental and petty. their relationship and them as individuals ties so perfectly into the overarching theme of the trilogy - there are many ways to be a slave.

the stablemaster knows every horse in the city by name but still only refers to me as "boy"