#{mayregina}

TIME WORKED STRANGELY IN THE WEFT BETWEEN WORLDS. In Ironside, it marched along dutifully, one day coming after another, the sun always rising when it should, and night always coming after evening. But in Fairyside, there was no such order. One day in the Archaeval Realm would be one hour, or three days, or three hundred years in the world of men, and so Ruby could only guess whether or not the man she sought still lived.

She had thrown her glamour over her shoulders, assuming the shape of an imperious, yet very nearly human, woman. There were flaws in every fairy costume, even hers, but it would do as she walked into the throne room, ornate cane clicking on the stone with every step.

@mayregina

i had to go and vaguely research medieval superstitions to answer this lmao.

some typical medieval superstition i suppose would be centered around magic, witches, the devil etc. and like we do see some of those examples dotted around asoiaf with magic and witches, and people fearing those things.

i'm gonna go out on a limb and say that in the reach, the culture around magic is perhaps less fearful than in some other regions, because magic was born in the reach in westeros. i think those in the reach with any magical ability are actually highly respected. you need only look at the history of house hightower, one of the most prominent houses in westeros, to see there is a long history of magic in the reach in a non-negative light. but as of asoiaf magical activity in the reach is a lot quieter, and so far we only have house hightower practicing it in the depths of hightower itself.

where is this leading you ask...well, i think from a young age, children of the reach are brought up on historical tales stretching back to garth greenhand, and as such, they are innately less fearful of magic because of it. which, for me, perhaps explains why the faith of the 7 is sooo deeply embedded in the region what with it once being the seat of the high septon long ago. 7 mythical beings believed to be capable of great things, ring a bell anyone?? like garth greenhand and his many children?? mhmm. and yes, i know that this perhaps contradicts the ethos of the faith being based around catholicism. magic and catholicism?? yikes topic. but i do think we should take into account that westeros is also a fantasy world, and it is simply boring to make it such a rigid copy of our own religious histories. i could be completely wrong about this. but headcanon is headcanon, i do what i want. >:I

again, you ask, where are you going with this frankenstein??? i'm sure what i'm about to say is rather predictable. so, with all the aforementioned in mind. it's safe to say that loras isn't particularly fearful of magic. if anything, he finds it rather fascinating if witnessing it firsthand. he was sceptical that renly had been killed via magic, more so because he wanted someone he could physically take his revenge on, and let's be honest, he didn't particularly like brienne. once brienne had proven herself to be not guilty to him, he takes renly's death being dealt by magical means as fact. furthermore, melisandre's red magic is likely not something preached about or woven in tales in the reach.

i think, and bearing in mind, this is just my thoughts. when people of the reach say shit like "it was the will of the gods," they firmly and truly believe that. that the 7 performed a divine intervention with their magical powers, and that they must simply accept that will and carry on because who are they to question such mighty beings???

i also think, bearing in mind again, just my thoughts, that people of the reach think that they are more blessed by the 7 than the other regions of westeros. their lands ALWAYS prosper thanks to the ancient magic of garth greehand. the reach houses are filthy stinking rich. they've a renowned reputation for producing some of the finest knights and warriors in the land. they kinda just always seem to come out on top. that can also be owed to the reach being such an insular culture. many of the houses tend to inter-marry rather than marry out of their region, which i imagine, if there is still more magic going on in that region than we've yet to see, probably keeps whatever is left very much intact. or they might just be snobs. SHRUG. if grrm ever releases twow, we might finally see what magic is being cooked up in the reach against euron.

anyway, idk if i actually answered this question or just went off on one about the reach....

oh, rituals! of course, loras is a devout follower of the warrior. he is mindful of the other membes of the pantheon, but the bulk of his worship goes to the warrior and the warrior alone. he gives prayer to the warrior each and every day, even when not at a sept to do so. he'll do it before battle, before any big event in his life, and when he is at his lowest mentally in particular. he wears a tiny golden sword around his neck, ladened with even tinier pearls as a signifier of this. does he think the warrior listens to him? well, yes...though there have been moments where he perhaps thought otherwise, but he always returns to the warrior no matter what.

Name: Alanus or Alan

Gender: Male in some abstract technical sense

General Appearance: Very much takes after his mother in terms of appearance.

Personality: He gets his appearance from his mom but his mannerisms are very much Lancelot's. He's also fairly spoiled having essentially three parents to spoil him.

Special Talents: Will be the center of attention at any given social function.

Who they like better: Whoever gives him what he wants at any given moment.

Who they take after more: Takes an equal amount from both, the rest is his own problem.

Personal Head canon: Is a stereotypical rich kid. He didn't grow up during the same political turmoil as Arthur or have the same drive as Lancelot to prove himself so he comes across as a bit feckless. In a way he's very similar to his Aunt Morgause in that both are more than capable, he just chooses not to be.

Face Claim: Vassili Schneider

The Republic has fallen. Anakin is dead. The Sith will come for your children.

It's like a mantra on repeat in her head, as though her mind is trying to force Padmé to accept reality. But she doesn't want to. She can't quite yet, until her body has healed enough to support her mind and emotions through the devastation the last few days have wrought. Perhaps it wasn't the wisest idea to take her newborn twins and flee so soon after giving birth and her throat reconstruction surgery, but something in her just needed to escape.

Maybe she should have called on any of her handmaidens for help, but she couldn't risk them being tracked or their communications being monitored. She does have Threepio and Artoo with her, and the former is proving to be quite a patient nursemaid. Artoo was good enough to take over piloting her cruiser for a few hours last night so she could catch some sleep. Her destination is neutral territory and therefore a solid 16 hour flight from Polis Massa, even at hyperspeed.

As she enters Prydain's planetary orbit, it occurs to Padmé that she ought to have sent word or attempted to contact her old acquaintance. It's been nearly three years since last they saw one another, and anything could have happened in the interim. She'd chosen her destination not because of any strong tie to Guinevere, but because it had been the first place to enter her head when she felt desperate to get out of the hole she'd somehow fallen into, despite all of her attempts to avoid it.

She lands in the same place she had years earlier for her diplomatic visit. From the viewport of the cruiser, she can see that the city - and the castle itself - appear to have taken some damage. And there are not many beings roaming about the city. But it is still very early in the morning, so perhaps that is the reason?