#inky-duchess

How would you address Jamie and Claire’s titles from seasons 1-2 as the Laird and Lady? Are they barons or viscounts?

And what about Lord John Grey? If his brother is a Earl, would he technically be viscount or something???

Hi! I guess i’ll take this opportunity to fangirl over Kogon.

Kogon is the oldest government surpassing the height of the Giants who were defeated by Alerïa. Unlike the Giants, the Kogon continued to prosper and to this day, have remained unconquered.

Geography

Kogon is located between three seas: the Navoi Sea, the Kogon Sea and the Astrapian Sea. The Astrapian Mountains block Kogon from the rest of the region and has been a protective factor since no one has ever been able to cross the Mountains. a few Alerïan kings/queens have tried to conquer Kogon at the seas, but the sea serpents/dragons harbor there protecting the land. There is an opening by the Kogon Sea but the desert makes it difficult for those who seek to cross into Kogon.

Religion

The Kogon believe that water is the source of life. And that through her humans emerged. She is the Mother, who nourishes and provides sustenance. Hence, when a child is born, he is placed in the water for a few seconds and is baptized. When a person dies, the body is casted away into the ocean to return to the Mother. At the Summer Solstice, the Kogon celebrate their New Year and make offerings to the Mother. They throw their offerings into the sea for her to collect and save for their afterlife.

The Kogon believe the world will end in water. That the ice will melt and land will drown. During that time, The Kogon Warriors and Emperors who are frozen at the Cave of Takai will rise again and become the army of the Mother. The warriors will ride the Sea Dragons and protect the Mother. And the bodies of the Kogonenese that were buried in the water will be awakened by the Mother to serve her.

Politics

The Emperor (male or female) rules the land. He/she has a court of advisors including a guard. It is the duty of the court to offer counsel. When an emperor dies, the crown is passed onto the his/her first born son. Unless their is a claim made by another. In this case, the ‘usurper’ can fight for the throne. fighting means one must die and whoever lives takes the throne.

Kogon is strict about who it lets in and who it lets out. They have isolated themselves and their resources to protect from outside influence and threats.

Kogon Warriors are a class of warriors that defend the emperor and their home at all cost often sacrificing their own life. They are fierce, resilient and untamed.

Culture

Kogon culture is highly influenced by its religion. Mothers are the most respected in society and are seen as the wisest. Kogonese eat a lot of seafood, rice and noodles. The land is rich and excellent for harvesting and domesticating. Many of the poor are farmers. Green tea is a staple in every household and is often served to guests. Volcanic eruptions are considered a punishment sent by the Mother. Most children dream of becoming Kogon Warriors to defend the Mother, to wield a sword and to ride a sea dragon of their own. Kogon celebrations are a great joy. They usually include lanterns, fireworks, drums and dragon costumes.

Fashion

Men and women wear the Hanfu. Women wear it in light shades such as pastel pinks, baby blue or mint/pistachio. Wealthy usually carry an umbrella. The poor wear straw hats. The women usually leave their hair down but married women keep their hair in an updo. The men keep their hair long, sleek and matties men tie it back into a bun. kogon Warriors wear steel armor and carry a katana with a sea dragon insignia. The color scheme is Oxford blue, white and silver which are the colors of the Kogon flag and the Imperial Palace.

Thanks for asking, @inky-duchess! Answering with Alice. 

She thinks that she handles every situation logically. She looks at what she knows and works from there. Whatever decision she makes will be well-informed. 

But, if you ask Elsie or Warren, they’ll tell you that’s the exact opposite of what really happens. 

Alice cries at least three times, even if this ‘stressful situation’ is just going to the bank. She gets really stressed about these sort of things as she doesn’t believe she can do it right. 

That is for the ask!! Let's just say it'll go a little something like...

SIX encounters a STRESSFUL SITUATION

Six: *shrugs* Haha guess I'll die *proceeds to rush head first into said situation and figures it out along the way like a high school senior whose writing a paper the night before it's due like the chaotic gremlin she is*

The obvious big tragedy in my story is the deaths of the king and princes, the inciting incident of the whole story.

It was awful. All of it was awful. The stench of burning herbs and blood, the sound of his strained breath echoing off the stone, the taste of copper on her tongue, the wet heat of the air. It all reduced her to tears before he even came into view around the corner.

She knew she couldn’t take it. She couldn’t go on. No haphazerdly scrawled message dictated by a firm-lipped messanger could have prepared her for this and whoever thought it could was a fool. She wanted to scream. Her chest was caving in. A voice in her mind was demanding her to run out of the room and away from this fire. To Caleb, maybe. To anyplace but here.

But a smaller voice told her she couldn’t. This was real and she couldn’t pretend it wasn’t. Not anymore. She had to move forward, past the curtain drawn around her father’s deathbed. And when he finally caught her gaze, the tears only came faster.

His face, his body, his soul; each was its own tragedy, worse than the last. He was a corpse, every bone a terrible swell in the sallow sea of his skin. His hair was a mess of black and grey wires on his scalp. His cheeks were sunken and his lips stained with dark scarlet blood. His eyes, murky and distant, were dry, but red with the memories of pain.

“Father.” It was almost unintelligible under a sob. “I.... I....”

“My darling.”

His hand snaked out from beneath her mother’s quilt toward her. She gripped it, hard, with a shaking palm, and said nothing. She couldn’t, even if she had the words, and she didn’t. Neither did. They just sat together, waiting for it all to end.

Thanks for the ask @inky-duchess! :D

*the dorks all point to Blythe for the first one*

Blythe: Well, obviously. Who else is going to keep you dorks out of trouble? None of you are gonna do it. Besides, it's obviously me considering that I'm the only woman here. I vote for Addy for 'father figure' considering that he's got terrible dad jokes perfected.

Etri: He is also quite good at checking on us and making sure we are happy and eating all the food he makes us.

Adair: ... Okay, that first one is a good compliment, Blade, but geez, you make me sound more like a grandma figure, Etch.

Etri: I apologize. You are also quite good at being a father to Ametrine. I believe you are better than Solei and I.

Blythe: Sol probably counts as the baby. He's the one who we always have to keep out of danger, although 'always on the verge of blowing up an invention' probably doesn't count as 'baby'.

Sol: I don't wanna be the baby anyway. Can't I be like the cool dad? I really wanna be the cool dad!

Blythe: Okay, you can be the cool dad.

Sol: Yay!

Dray: I'm just going to continue pouting over here because I'm clearly the most parental parent to Ametrine and you guys all completely ignored me. How did you forget the one he called 'parent' first?

Blythe: To be honest, you're such a chaotic ass the rest of the time I think we forget how competent you are as a parent.