♚ in the king's name

never forget why we fight. ♚ rp blog for garen from league of legends.

[iwillnotyield]

[ blog has been remade, and i’m in the process of getting it set up! you can hit me up if you’d like the url. u vu no further posts will be made on this one. ]

[iwillnotyield]

[ potentially going to be remaking this blog soon -- due to personal reasons as it stands, doing. Anything with this one specifically is basically just a big ol’ ball’a fuck. ]

[ so there's your heads-up. :y ]

[siinged-blog]

hiatus begin --

[ blogs on hiatus for a while until i figure out what exactly i’m gonna do with ‘em - affects @iwillnotyield / @bilgewaterbaptism / @feelthethunder and this blog. ]

[ might be back on some of them, might not? :’v we’ll see what happens and all. in the meantime, you can find me over at @m0rrison or on my personal, i guess? ] [ see you nerds on the flip side. ]

[floralls]

Tuscany by Daniel Řeřicha

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Infantry Officer’s Sword (Pattern 1796)

Dated: 1796

Maker:  Rundell & Bridge (London firm of jewellers and goldsmiths formed by Philip Rundell and John Bridge)

This is a presentation sword given to Lieutenant Colonel Richard Lloyd, commander of the Goree Island Garrison, from his officers, in 1808. The silver and brass gilt hilt has a knucklebow and shell guard and bears a crest, possibly of the Williamson family and may originate from a marriage between one Usher Philpott Williamson and Anne Lloyd, their son being Major-General Usher Williamson of the 22nd Regiment of Foot. 

Side notes:

Lieutenant-Colonel Richard Lloyd commanded the Goree Island Garrison, situated off Senegal, until 1808. His force helped protect British trade routes.

Slaves were shipped to America from Goree until the abolition of that trade in 1807.

After leaving Goree, Lloyd became commander of 2nd Battalion, The 84th (York and Lancaster) Regiment of Foot, and was killed at the Battle of Nivelle in France on 10 December 1813.

Source: Copyright © 2016 National Army Museum

[iwillnotyield]

[ quietly lays down ] [ i guess i need to make a verses page or something b/c now rogue admiral’s a thing too and i eNTIRELY blame/laud nabii for it ]

[iwillnotyield]

He’s been sitting here for about three hours, staring at the paperwork before him with nothing short of a dead expression and his chin propped up on one hand. This is the eighth time somebody has filed entirely redundant forms, and Garen is very close to simply throwing them out the nearest window. A quick check reveals that most of the files put before him are just as...what’s a more polite word. Redundant, again. That’s a safe one to use.

With an exasperated sigh, he slowly leans forward until his forehead is pressed against the wood of his desk. What the hell is he supposed to do with all of this?  ...he could put that window to use, but he gets the feeling that would only get him in trouble.

[iwillnotyield]

[ a crownguard comparison ]

lux : goes places, meets people, does neat things

garen : is facedown quietly screaming into a pile of paperwork

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Presentation Sword

Dated: first half of the 17th century.

Medium and technology: blade with diamond-shaped cross section; vessel and fittings made of gold, engraved, black enamelled, red lacquer; wood sheath with ray skin, large and small emeralds in cabochon

Measurements: overall length 101 cm; blade length 85 cm; weight 690g; sheath 88.5 cm; weight 165g

The sword has a golden, black enamelled hilt in the form of an eagle’s head and neck. The gold open beak shows a red throat, the feathers are made of emeralds around the eyes. The main crown is adorned with a gold-frame. Along the ricasso there’s an inscription with the names of Jesus and Mary.

The short quillons of the sword are formed in the shape of an eagle’s talons with sharp claws, each holding emeralds. The choice of the eagle motif by the principal aims of the sword to the eagle as a symbol of the Roman emperor.

The wooden scabbard has been covered with ray skin and was adorned with, with a green-golden girdle of emeralds. The eagle sword was made for a leading figure, probably designed for a jousting tournament. The jeweller may have been executed by Georg Christoph Dinglinger or Johann Heinrich Köhler.

Source: Copyright © 2016 Staatliche Kunstsammlunger Dresden

[renamonkalou]

A midsummer night’s dream | borda

[iwillnotyield]

[ also i had an idea and i can’t stop laughing ]

[iwillnotyield]

hats-and-snipes replied to your post:. . .

SPY KIDS 3: “I ONLY DANCE BALLET” “WHAT A COINCIDENCE. SO DO I”

[ there is literally nothing i could even add to this it’s perfect as it is ]

[iwillnotyield]

a-former-spellthief replied to your post:[ ballet garen is on my blog which means it’s...

its like a clickbait article– which one of these crownguard children does ballet?? THE ANSWER WILL SURPRISE YOU

[ jesus christ i’m dying ]

[ he’s actually pretty good at it even, which is absolutely not a fact he’s going to share with people ]

[iwillnotyield]

prodigal-ezreal replied to your post:[ b/c i’ve been doing a fuckton of headcanons...

“Hey garen can you pass me the salt” “HERE YOU HAVE IT, LUXANNA.” *smashs the damn salt on the table*

[ yOU LAUGH BUT HE’S BROKEN SHIT ON ACCIDENT BEFORE ]

[ that and he’s smacked his head into so many doorframes b/c the crownguard house in particular is just not built for somebody that big ] [ at least the barracks and his office have much bigger doorways. he can avoid breaking his skull there. ]

[iwillnotyield]

[ b/c i’ve been doing a fuckton of headcanons posts on my graves, here’s some for garen, on account of the fact that he’s a nerd. ] [ i may have mentioned the dancing bit somewhere on this blog/i know i’ve talked about it in skype but here it is, officially laid out now ]

His favorite flowers are Demacian poppies. He’d like to have a little pot of them in his office, but he has the opposite of a green thumb; he’s more of a plant hospice worker than a gardener, much to his chagrin.

Garen does have a signet ring for House Crownguard--the center stone is carved lapis lazuli, and the ring itself doesn’t have too much adornment aside from the golden shields on each side of the shank. While it’s very well-worn, it’s pretty clear that Garen himself isn’t the one who’s had it on all that much. It doesn’t fit him exactly, but he hasn’t bothered getting it resized.

He learned ballet when he was somewhat older, more to help with his balance and poise than anything--it also had the added benefit of making him much more resistant to getting dizzy, which enabled the sword spinning bullshit seen today.

Aside from the ballet, Garen picked up an assortment of dances from growing up in the barracks in mixed company--the majority of what he knows is either folk dancing, looks dorky as anything, can hardly even be called dancing, or is varying degrees of highly inappropriate. As a result, he absolutely will not dance at any events more formal than parties in the company of his men.

He’s only been blackout drunk a total of twice. Both times resulted in disciplinary measures, although they were kept relatively hushed--as a result of these instances, he doesn’t go out drinking much anymore.

His usual volume of speaking is perhaps somewhat louder than most people would consider an ‘inside voice’. He’s used to yelling orders both on the field and in the training grounds, and he’s quite good at making himself heard.

[iwillnotyield]

[ ballet garen is on my blog which means it’s canon here ]

[theblogofdraven]

@iwillnotyield​ |  ✘

     DRAVEN whistled as if he were impressed.

“Looks like you can teach an old dog new tricks, after all! Darius told me it worked the last time he did it, ha ha ha!“

     With a wide grin, DRAVEN continued.

“I’m sure he’ll be happy to hear you’ve since caught on.”

[iwillnotyield]

“That was one ti--” He cut himself off quickly, shooting the executioner a frustrated glare. Garen wasn’t about to give Draven any more opportunities than he had to, and he’d be damned if he willingly handed the man any more ammunition to use in the meantime. “I see you Noxians don’t exactly learn anything new, being that you’re simply recycling old excuses for jokes. Did you have anything worthwhile to say, or are you done? I’m inclined to say that you’ve already reached the end of your wit, however, so I can’t say I expect much.”