I'm finally posting more coldfire art!
Something about erasing a guy's face and continuing to worship the figure?? Idk fucked up stuff is happening to my buddy Gerald.

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I'm finally posting more coldfire art!
Something about erasing a guy's face and continuing to worship the figure?? Idk fucked up stuff is happening to my buddy Gerald.

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Characters I'd like to play: Damien Vryce & Gerald Tarrant Characters I'd like you to play: Anyone! Any muses you'd like to throw against them, I am so completely happy to do crossovers. Damien and Tarrant are essentially a paladin and a vampire, to put things a little too mildly, a little too politely. Damien is a good man, a priest devoted to a church he believes in, who spends his life fighting monsters and healing those in need. Honest, sometimes naive, caring, down-to-earth, and kind, Damien may not always be the most elevated company, but he's pleasant and good to be around. And he is, always, safe to be around. He’s a deeply good person who genuinely tries to live true to his beliefs. A sorcerer, a priest, and a warrior, Damien is a force to be reckoned with–but one who will never hurt someone else without reason, someone people can turn to, talk to. He’s a decent man, even if he’s not always the sharpest knife in the drawer.
Tarrant is an ancient evil who founded the very religion Damien now follows, as part of an experiment. He deals in fear and darkness, and can be considered a dark Adept or archmage, although the truth is he's a little more than either would imply. He is not a particular safe person to be around--amoral and ruthless, he has no problem feeding on someone for their blood or their fear, and he sees little value in an individual life.
And somehow, these two have become close friends, which is why I'll write them both (unless by some miracle, someone comes along who wants to write one or the other, of course). These are two of my favorite characters of all time, and I am completely happy to send them into other fantasy or science-fiction settings. They're a fun duo, and who doesn't love putting a mismatched pair into an adventuring party?
Time to reread C.S. Friedman for some prose inspo
spoilers for crown of shadows below (i don't know who else, besides me, is avoiding spoilers for a 30 year old book but just in case)
overall i liked the ending of the book. very bittersweet, plucks a good heartstring, i don't give a shit about andrys and narilka and i resent them for being the only ones who have a happy ending, but whatever, i'm so happy for you and your ugly fucking husband, it's fine.
HOWEVER, i simply Do Not Believe that damien, after everything he's been through, everything he's seen and felt, being faced with some kid who wants to kill a newly mortal gerald with a crossbow, would just. leave. and let it happen. i don't care what gerald says or does. damien walked through a nightmare hellscape to save gerald's horrible undead life. damien let gerald drink his blood and then took gerald's blood in return to feed him his fear and keep gerald alive. damien has already cried once today over gerald dying, and that was when gerald had a Big Damn Hero moment and went out with a bang. in no fucking world is damien giving up on gerald now.
at first i thought it was a ruse, or a plan he and gerald cooked up, when andrys came out with the fake head, but then damien stumbled off to mourn a 2nd time, and i just......it strains credulity! damien is not letting his friend die for this! not without a fight!
like. the power of gerald's conjured personal hell: let's go, damien can get through this, he can fight, either he'll succeed in saving gerald or die trying. gerald having a heart attack: sure the fae might kill me for working so close to such a massive source of power, but that's a risk i'm willing to take. some kid with a springbolt: Well I Guess That's The Game. Bye Gerald.
Nightborn-Induced Insanity: Almea Tarrant Meta
I realized I had way too many thoughts and Thoughts to fit into a coherent Discord blurb so I'm vomiting up an entire wall of text post instead. XD Stay with me here this is a bit of a journey but I promise I'm going places.
So.
I've never delved very far into the character of Almea Tarrant because there was one little detail I could never quite reconcile in a way that satisfied me, even with the precious little canon info we have on her; namely, that I always got the strong impression that she's afraid of the fae. Even in the extreme brevity of her role in the prologue of Black Sun Rising, I feel there's a clear implication that this is a woman who is fundamentally uncomfortable with the unseen powers around her, and I could never wrangle that into a satisfying place coupled with the fact that she married Gerald. It's far from impossible, not even unreasonable, to think that she might just be turning a mental blind eye of sorts to the reality of him being an adept, but that never added up to a relationship dynamic that particularly compelled me; how deep can their love story be, if she has no connection with something so fundamental to him as a person?
But now. Oh, folks, how the tables have turned.
See there's something I noticed while reading Nightborn (yes, I only just finally got to it, lol). And that something is that Ian Casca was a redhead. His red hair is commented on repeatedly - it's sort of his 'signature' visual descriptor, the same way that Gerald's grey eyes get remarked on frequently. And because I'm me and my brain draws connections at the speed of light, from pretty much the first mention of that, a part of my brain noticed 'huh. Almea was mentioned as having red hair too. Would be funny if... but nah, Casca clearly doesn't have kids and we know he's not going to live that long, can't be a real connection'.
And then. Guys, gals, and nonbinary pals. Then we hit this.
*record scratch*
EXCUSE ME? Is that a canonical confirmation that they saved this man's sperm, and very well may have used it, due to a lack of preserved genetic samples from Earth? Canonical implication that there may well be biological descendants of Ian Casca running around Erna?
Red hair's not exactly a common trait. Only 1-2% of our world's population, though who's to say if that number holds consistent in the alternate timeline that these books seem to inhabit, lol. Granted we don't know how many genetic samples they were able to save from the colony supply, or the range of variety in those samples, but... there's nothing here that says it's not a real connection. And if you apply that lens to Almea's relationship with Gerald, the potential - at least for me - is staggering.
If Almea is descended from Ian Casca, and knows it, that would certainly explain an ambivalent relationship with the fae; growing up with the albatross of your ancestor's deeds around your neck would inevitably shape your relationship with sorcery in an irrevocable way. It could also add an incredible depth to her connection with Gerald, though, because while she might not understand what it's like to be an adept, she might well understand the social stigma of it. She might know exactly what it's like to be judged by every single person you meet for something you absolutely cannot control, your whole life shaped and driven by a simple quirk of inheritance. And the sheer tragedy of it, to think that she might have wrestled with that legacy all her life and even believed that she had finally triumphed over it, to then lose her husband to the same kind of madness and die in a twisted echo of that same first Sacrifice that has been looming over her since birth -
Guys I'm chewing on the edge of my desk here. The. POTENTIAL.
So all of this to say that I have already conjured an entire new characterization out of this wild extrapolation from a few lines of text in Nightborn, and I'm now working on a fic about Gerald and Almea's first meeting. And going feral about it. Because my god, the sheer delicious ANGST that I am going to wring from this...

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"Your heart gave out." A rustle of movement preludes Tarrant's freezing touch against his cheek, two points of unlife that trace a line of ice down over his jaw and settle over the racing pulse in his neck. "I may have pushed too hard."
So the other day I thought about the Coldfire series again, and how I liked that it actually addressed the whole "Why didn't you ride the Eagles/Gerald to Mount Doom/Shaitan?" thing. But then I started thinking about birds that are big enough to carry humans. And all I have to say is that there are some options that were disappointingly left unexplored:
I realized it's probably just the CFT brianworms, but come on, you can't this many Damnits + Gerald and Damien and not have my brain go there.