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It's kinda funny to me that Palpatine is genuinely lazy about apprentices. He wants his useful attack dogs but raising them is a bore. He acquired maul as a child but leaves him with droids and just tortures him occasionally. Dooku comes to him all on his own. He wants Anakin but he has no intention of raising him or teaching him, he lets obi wan do that and just has a few fake therapy sessions to find Anakin's pressure points. He teaches them jackshit. He doesn't like kids.
/via @phoenixyfriend Dooku's tendency to actually train his sith apprentices is my favorite thing about him
[Image Description: tags reading, "this is why Dooku was a better Sith in the Banite sense. man was delighted when Ventress improved; I'm confident that man wanted her to try to kill him so bad. his little girl all grown up and attempting to decapitate his old ass; (he acquired her as an adult but seeing as he's old enough to be her grandfather that doesn't mean she's not Baby)". End Description]
There used to be a lot of activities that took place around a populated area like a village or town, which you would encounter before you reached the town itself. Most of those crafts have either been eliminated in the developed world or now take place out of view on private land, and so modern authors don't think of them when creating fantasy worlds or writing historical fiction. I think that sprinkling those in could both enrich the worlds you're writing in and, potentially, add useful plot devices.
For example, your travelers might know that they're near civilization when they start finding trees in the woods that have been tapped, for pitch or for sap. They might find a forester's trap line and trace it back to his hut to get medical care. Maybe they retrace the passage of a peasant and his pig out hunting for truffles. If they're coming along a coast, maybe your travelers come across the pools where sea water is dried down to salt, or the furnaces where bog iron ore is smelted.
Maybe they see a column of smoke and follow it to the house-sized kilns of a potter's yard where men work making bricks or roof tiles. From miles away they could smell the unmistakeable odor of pine sap being rendered down into pitch, and follow that to a village. Or they hear the flute playing of a shepherd boy whiling away the hours in the high pasture.
They could find the clearing where the charcoal burners recently broke down an earth kiln, and follow the hoof prints and drag marks of their horse and sledge as they hauled the charcoal back to civilization. Or follow the sound of metal on stone to a quarry or gravel pit. Maybe they know they're nearly to town when they come across a clay bank with signs of recent clay gathering.
Of course around every town and city there will be farms, more densely packed the closer you are. But don't just think of fields of grains or vegetables. Think of managed woodlands, like maybe trees coppiced-- cut and then regrown--to customize the shape or size of the branches. Cows being grazed in a communal green. Waiting as a huge flock of ducks is driven across the road. Orchards in bloom.
If they're approaching by road, there will be things best done out of town. The threshing floor where grain is beaten with flails or run through crushing wheels to separate the grain from its casing, and then winnowed, using the wind to carry away the chaff. Laundresses working in the river, their linens bleaching on the grass at the drying yard. The stench of the tanners, barred from town for stinking so badly. The rushing wheel-race and great creaking wheel of the flour mill.
If it's a larger town, there might be a livestock market outside the gates, with goats milling in woven willow pens or chickens in wooden cages. Or a line of horses for the wealthier buyer or your desperate travelers. There might be a red light district, escaping the regulations of the city proper, or plain old slums. More industrial yards, like the yards where fabric is dyed (these might also smell quite bad, like rotting plant material, or urine).
There are so many things that preindustrial people did and would find familiar that we just don't know about now. So much of life was lived out in the open for anyone to see. Make your world busy and loud and colorful!
You mentioned coppicing:
The coppice and pollard systems are one of my favorite pre-modern things, it's just so visually unique and sensible, but most people haven't heard about it.
When you coppice, you cut the tree close to the ground, so only the trunk is left, then the tree puts out fairly straight shoots that are great for firewood. They would typically have these trees harvested on rotation so new trees would be ready every year.
This is a coppiced tree:
When you pollard, you cut the tree to the trunk, but higher, and let the branches grow for longer. They'll be be nice and straight (depending on species) with fewer knots, and suitable to various crafts without much need to work the wood. Sadly seems to be etymologically unrelated to "pole", though the branches from these trees were used to make poles. Part of why you do this instead of coppicing is that the shoots are out of reach of animals.
This is a pollarded tree:
It's very likely that you'd see something like this as a sign of civilization as you came toward a town or village, depending on the species of tree that they have available, though note that this is something you do when you have a timeline of many years, rather than something you set up for the year after.
Not now kitten daddy's googling his symptoms
Daddy has five days left to live
Daddy wishes to be cremated
It's what daddy would have wanted
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Honest to god thought that faggot was gonna put his robot fingers in Jayce's mouth here
blocking people who post AI fan "art" and fan "fic" isn't enough i need to send them adrift in the pacific ocean. forever
shoutout to everyone
this was going to be a very different text post before i pressed enter too soon, but you know what, nevermind. shout out to everyone. don't we all deserve it
Favorite thing about the Red Note shenanigans: Mongolian ranchers suddenly gaining a rabid following of American horse girls and being like "we knew you had cowboys but we didn't know you value and love horses as friends like we do, this is excellent"
Mongolian rancher 🤝 American horse girl synergy I guess

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In all timelines, in all possibilities
You really can’t find this type of humor anywhere else
as of today, the TES 6 trailer was released closer to skyrim's release date than the present day
just got jumpscared at work today
Something about spelling Cas with two s’s just feels homophobic

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Thank god he has a PhD in Monkey Wrangling
One thing I often think about when it comes to the Jackson films’ fleshing out of the Elrond and Arwen storyline is how in Return of the King, Elrond straight up just admits that he’s seen Arwen’s son through his prophetic visions — presumably a similar scene to the one she saw, but with her instead of Aragorn holding the child.
And yes, obviously the actual point being made there by the film was that Elrond lied to/misled his daughter because he didn’t want her to die.
But can we just take a moment to think about him actually experiencing that vision? That’s his grandson. That’s his grandson. This elf, who once wholly gave his heart to a mortal infant brought into his household, looking into the future and seeing the proof of the love he has given both Aragorn and Arwen. That’s his grandson right there, all of five years old and destined for a more blissful life than any of his ancestors. That’s his heir and Elros’ heir, messing about in a forest with two people whom he loves more than the world. That’s his fucking grandson.
And can you just imagine what it must have been like, coming out of that vision? The cold understanding that this is what it has come to in the end. That his grandson, his very first one, would be the collateral damage of his daughter’s salvation. That out of all the thousands of possible futures knitting about his head, there’s not a single one in which he can save them both.
edit: i’m so sorry here’s some cute grampa elrond content to make up for it