#goodmountain

[wellplayed-tp]

Just woke up in a cold sweat.

Imagine:

William De Worde

Sacharissa Cripslock

Otto Von Chriek

Gunilla Goodmountain

Now imagine:

Carrot Ironfounderson

Angua Von Uberwald

Detritus

Cheery Littlebottom

Now... swap their stories.

Imagine Carrot, Angua, Detritus and Cheery being the ones to start the Ankh Morpork Times.

Imagine William, Sacharissa, Otto and Goodmountain getting the Watch off the ground.

Personal favourite mental images:

Detritus as iconographer, just lumbering around with a camera slung on his neck trying to "appreciate da beauty of da play of light"

Imagine Carrot, a dwarf that also happens to be a human that may be the heir to the throne is the person trying to get The Truth to the people whilst also trying to save the current holder of the throne

Angua, a werewolf with a nose for news and ready to fight as AM's first newspaper reporter, who absolutely understands the suggestive phrasing she's put into reports and has no intention of stopping until Carrot turns crimson

Cherry, ex alchemist coming to terms with her identity is now the leader of this band of dwarves bringing forbidden arts to AM so that she can raise enough money to go back to mountains and buy herself from her parents and earn the freedom to be herself

And then of course:

William De Worde, son of Old Lord De Worde, is the first volunteer for the City watch in decades. Obviously, just to spite his father initially, but one does not arrest a dragon without learning a thing or two about camaraderie

Sacharissa, the first openly female officer, blushing at the lockeroom talk, inadvertently finding out who did what crime because "men tell her things"

Otto, the Watch's first Vampire recruit. Vimes. Need I say more?

Goodmountain, just trying to make an honest bit of cash so that he can marry the dwarf of his dreams, training directly under Nobby and finding out just how lucrative a job in the watch can be.

Chef's kiss.

[itsmultifandommadness]

All ye who hath read ‘The Truth’

Ok so, I’ve almost finished reading ‘the Truth’ (yay) and I have no idea which ship is my favourite out of these because they all kind of work:

William x Sacharissa - Their personalities complement each other well but they both made it explicitly clear they would never be interested in each other

William x Otto - You guys see it too right? They would have that good friends to lovers story and both are pretty dramatic in their own ways but they would have a painful amount to learn about each other

Sacharissa x Otto - Makes sense, they work well together but I can’t tell if it should be brotp or otp

William x Sacharissa x Otto - Kind of solves the whole problem and in theory it could work but they always seem to be split into pairs never really giving us time to see them as a trio

Or alternatively:

Shipping none of them together and just having a really chaotic three person friend group, with Goodmountain kind of being an exasperated dad

I have literally no clue!

[discworldtour]

“Then who is running the city?” said William. “I don’t know,” said Mr. Slant. “That is not my concern. I--” “Mr. Goodmountain?” said William. “Large type, please.” “Got you,” said the dwarf. His hand hovered over a fresh case. “In caps, size to fit, ‘Who Runs Ankh-Morpork?’“ said William. “Now into body type, upper and lowercase, across two columns: ‘Who is governing the city while Lord Vetinari is imprisoned? Asked for an opinion today, a leading legal figure said he did not know and it was no concern of his. Mr. Slant of the Lawyers’ Guild went on to say--’“ “You can’t put that in your newspaper!” barked Slant. “Set that directly, please, Mr. Goodmountain.” “Setting it already,” said the dwarf, the leaden slugs clicking into place. Out of the corner of his eye William saw Otto emerging from the cellar and looking puzzled at the noise. “‘Mr. Slant went on to say...’?” said William, glaring at the lawyer. “You will find it very hard to print that,” said Mr. Carney, ignoring the lawyer’s frantic hand signals, “with no damn press!” “‘...was the view of Mr. Carney of the Guild of Engravers,’ spelled with an e before the y,” said William, “‘who earlier today tried to put the Times out of business by means of an illegal document.’“ William realized that, although his mouth felt full of acid, he was enjoying this immensely. “‘Asked for his opinion of this flagrant abuse of the city laws, Mr. Slant said...’?” “STOP TAKING DOWN EVERYTHING WE SAY!” yelled Slant. “...Full caps for the whole sentence please, Mr. Goodmountain.”

-- power of the printing press | Terry Pratchett, The Truth

[discworldtour]

The printing staff of the Inquirer were in a ring around Goodmountain. “Right, lads,” said the dwarf, “here’s how it works. Everyone who goes home early tonight ‘cos of a headache gets a hundred dollars, all right? It’s an old Klatchian custom.” “And what happens if we don’t go?” said the foreman, picking up a mallet. “Vell,” said a voice by his ear, “that’s ven you get a... headache.” There was a flash of lightning and a roll of thunder. Otto punched the air triumphantly. “Yes!” he shouted, as the printers ran madly towards the doors. “Ven you really, really need it, zere it is! Let’s try vunce more... castle!” The thunder rolled again. The vampire jumped up and down excitedly, coattails flying. “Vow! Now ve are cooking! Vunce more mit feelink! Vot a big... castle...” The thunder was even louder this time. Otto did a little jig, beside himself with joy, tears running down his grey face. “Music vid Rocks In!” he yelled.

-- Otto’s happiest moment | Terry Pratchett, The Truth

[discworldtour]

“Two dwarfs getting married each buy the other dwarf off their parents.” “Buy?” said William. “How can you buy people?” “See? Cultural misunderstanding once again, lad. It costs a lot of money to raise a young dwarf to marriageable age. Food, clothes, chain mail... it all adds up over the years. It needs repaying. After all, the other dwarf is getting a valuable commodity. And it has to be paid for in gold. That’s traditional. Or gems. They’re fine, too. You must’ve heard our saying ‘worth his weight in gold’? Of course, if a dwarf’s been working for his parents, that gets taken into account on the other side of the ledger. Why, a dwarf who’s left off marrying till late in life is probably owed quite a tidy sum in wages -- You’re still looking at me in that funny way...” “It’s just that we don’t do it like that...” mumbled William. Goodmountain gave him a sharp look. “Don’t you, now?” he said. “Really? What do you use instead, then?” “Er... gratitude, I suppose,” said William. He wanted this conversation to stop, right now. It was heading out over thin ice. “And how’s that calculated?” “Well... it isn’t, as such...” “Doesn’t that cause problems?” “Sometimes.” “Ah. Well, we know about gratitude, too. but our way means the couple start their new lives in a state of... g’daraka... er, free, unencumbered, new dwarfs. Then their parents might well give them a huge wedding present, much bigger than the dowry. But it is between dwarf and dwarf, out of love and respect, not between debtor and creditor... though I have to say these human words are not really the best way of describing it. It works for us. It has worked for a thousand years.” “I suppose to a human it sounds a bit... chilly,” said William. Goodmountain gave him another studied look. “You mean by comparison to the warm and wonderful ways humans conduct their affairs?” he said. “You don’t have to answer that one. Anyway, me and Boddony want to open up a mine together, and we’re expensive dwarfs. We know how to work lead, so we thought a year or two of this would see us right.”

-- on cultural differences | Terry Pratchett, The Truth

[discworldtour]

“Hold on, hold on,” said Goodmountain. “The Watch didn’t get to the bottom of this, did they? You did!” “I just said they had been working for days,” said William. “That’s true. I don’t have to say they weren’t getting anywhere.” He saw the look in the dwarf’s eye. “Look, very soon I’m going to have a lot more unpleasant enemies than anyone really needs. I’d like Vimes to be angry at me for making him look good rather than for making him look bad.”

-- smart man | Terry Pratchett, The Truth

[discworldtour]

“Look, I don’t need a heart-to-heart about this, can you understand? My father is not a nice man. Do I have to draw you a picture? He doesn’t much like me, and I don’t like him. If it comes to that, he doesn’t like anyone very much. Especially dwarfs and trolls.” “No law says you have to like dwarfs and trolls,” said Goodmountain. “Yes, but there ought to be a law against disliking them the way he does.” “Ah. Now you’ve drawn me a picture.” “Maybe you’ve heard the term ‘lesser races’?” “And now you’ve colored it in.”

-- on Lord de Worde | Terry Pratchett, The Truth

[discworldtour]

Otto emerged, very slowly and nervously, from behind the lens. He was thin, pale, and wore little oval dark glasses. He still clutched the twist of black ribbon as if it was a talisman, which it more or less was. “It’s all right, we won’t bite you,” said Sacharissa. “And one good turn deserves another, eh?” said Goodmountain. “That was a bit tasteless, Mr. Goodmountain,” said Sacharissa. “So am I,” said the dwarf, turning back to the stone. “Just so long as people know where I stand, that’s all.”

-- Otto joins the team | Terry Pratchett, The Truth