#avaliantprince

@albiionsdestiny @reliquusrex @avaliantprince  

So I thought, y’know, us lovely Arthur writers could team up and put our thoughts together for this. Does that sound ok? 

Please feel free to add to the list and reblog whenever you feel like it. Note: Arthur RPers only please. Thoughts for both or either of the twins are accepted! This is *our* AU and I’m opening up the sandpit for your input :)

( IDENTICAL TWINS AU - basic plot outline here )

~Headcanons~

“...they always got along really well, barely spent time apart when they were much younger until Uther changed that and made Artorius do more ruling type of studies while Arthur had to go participate in basics. But he might’ve snuck out of them often to go into the kitchens or train with the knights instead.” 

-albiionsdestiny

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“...While both twins know the law of the land, Arthur is more inclined to disagree and do what he feels is right, whereas Artorius will often follow his father’s lead. He admires Arthur for his strong moral convictions to be able to disagree with the king. But this doesn't mean that Artorius is unable or unwilling to be the sort of ruler Uther is grooming him to be. He has an interest in maintaining order and justice which maybe is a bit more black and white than Arthur's. He’s less merciful too, which will have consequences later on.” 

-arthur-rex

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Tending to the fire, most of the other druids had gone to sleep in their makeshift shelters and left the young man alone. He was LUCKY to have been found. Dragged from the battlegrounds, barely even alive. The wound was still healing, a constant mark upon his skin that he had committed regicide. The MURDER of a king. Considering he hadn’t heard news otherwise, it was all Mordred could assume. Whether the druids were even aware of his crime or thought him another soldier in the battle, he wasn’t sure. He didn’t talk about it, barely even spoke to them. They weren’t the same group he had been raised with, mere STRANGERS to him. But strangers that had saved his life and given him a place to stay and heal. Not that he had any intention of staying with them for too long. It would only put them in greater DANGER.

And apparently that danger had come for them.

He heard the footsteps. He had been listening out for them since childhood, an INSTINCT built into him even still. Setting down the stick he had used to poke at the fire, Mordred’s freed hand went to the blade that sat beside him. Still, he made no movement to get up, didn’t turn in the direction. Perhaps it was passerbys who would wander away and certainly no need to reveal the face of a TRAITOR to them. Hidden beneath the cowl, waiting with baited breath but they still marched closer and, with the growing sound, his grip on the sword tightened until knuckles were white. Perhaps he was in no shape to FIGHT but that didn’t mean he couldn’t try.

It truly was amazing what magic could CREATE and yet some, like this other witch, would use BEAUTY to lure in unsuspecting victims. It only served to tarnish their reputation further, leaving others to believe that all witches were only WICKED. The creation of such beautiful flowers could be used for good, for healing and instead used against those that were innocent. A witch herself, Liliana could see no reason behind it. Even when their own necks were at risk of the nearest axe or sword, it hardly meant that they had to RETALIATE in the same manner. Not that Liliana had made much of an effort to change the mind of people, instead still living in her father’s shadow———

❝   I may be a Lady, but I’ll have you know that I have no intention of becoming a DAMSEL. I am actually capable of protecting myself.   ❞   At least, when others weren’t around to cry witchcraft. It wasn’t as if she had exactly been trained how to fight like knights or princes. Still, her gaze would drop every so often to the plants, right until she felt that cloud start to take form in the back of her mind, until she could FEEL the magic’s effects and would then avert her gaze once more.   ❝   But just imagine the benefits of things like this. In the RIGHT hands, of course. They could be used to put a person out of it after a battle if they needed some extreme form of surgery. No pain, no fuss, not until the effects were BANISHED, of course.   ❞

Medieval Legends // Arthur + Artorius Pendragon

           ‘ IT SEEMS I  ---  was not clear enough. ’         she is as overwhelmed by this turn of events as she is confused by them, and a little irritated.    does the prince not understand what she’s saying, or has the common tongue failed them?  inflamed with righteous anger, tatiana raises her chin, shoulders drawing stiff and hands tensing at her sides.  when she speaks again, her voice is cool as stone.          ‘ i apologize, lord pendragon, but your men are not welcome on russian shores.   house romanov is no friend to the targaryens or their allies. ’

how’s my portrayal ? 

❝      𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇   𝐀𝐋𝐋   𝐃𝐔𝐄   𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓  ,   𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄     —      ❞                 a   phrase   almost     sured     for   risky   waters   when   coming   from   galahad  .         he   stands     tall     to   the   king  ,     respectful    but   very   much     grounded     as   well  .                ❝      merlin’s     vague   with     plenty   of   things     yet   you   hardly   waver   trust   with   him  .        i   don’t   think   you   should   be   so     quick     to   change   simply   because   this   man   is   a     prisoner  .        i   would   trust   a   man   with     SPECIFICS     to   be   setting   a   trap   for   me   more   than   one   who   gives      WHATEVER   LITTLE      he   has  .      ❞                     

 his     grip     adjusts   were   it   rests   on   the   hilt   of   his   sword   as   he     draws   in   a   breath  .      head   tilts   forward    &    he   conjures   the     best   appeal     he   can   with   his   eyes   to   arthur  .                      ❝      a     small   party     to   head   north   with   me   the   check   the   credibility   of   this   man  ,   that’s   all   i   ask  .       if   my   trust   in   him   is     right  ,   we   are   closer   to   finding   morgana   and   that   man   dies   with   a     shred   of   honor  .        if   i   am     misguided     in   this   then   you   can   punish   me     however   you   choose     when   i   return  .      ❞