#morien

[vooruitmariek]

March to Camelot 5: enemy

Morien saw well that his labour was in vain, for would he make the crossing there was no man would abide his coming or receive him into his boat.

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"What doth it profit a man to labour if be know it to be in vain? None will take me over the water since I am a Moor, and of other countenance than the dwellers in this land; this my journey is for naught."

- Morien, translated by Jessie L. Weston

[vermium]

The next Arthurian knight that refutes the misconception that every character in the Arthurian mythos had to be British or otherwise exclusively Western European.

Morien was a Knight of the Round Table whose life was narrated in the 13th century Arthurian poem “Moriaen,” written in the Middle Dutch. His father was the knight Aglovale, and his mother—a princess from a “Moorish” land. Just like the common imagery of Arthur’s court doesn’t have a strictly defined era or cultural affiliation (you’ll see hundreds of paintings of 6th century British knights wearing 17th century French armour), this image represents Morien as more of a legendary figure, combining regionally accurate elements in a bit of an anachronistic fashion. One of the first cultures to be referred to as Moors by the European Christians were the Maghrebine Berber people, giving some context to which region Morien's mother could be from. Amazigh-style weapons served as a basis for his weapons, while Tuareg dyeing techniques the design of his clothing. The description of his “Moorish” clothes and his armour as black as a raven reminds me of the beautiful indigo fabrics of the Tuareg people, which can appear to shine like raven feathers. His sword is barely visible, but it is based on the flyssa, an Amazigh traditional sword. He also holds an adarga, the Amazigh leather shield, which was actually so good at—well, being a shield—that it was adopted by many cultures of Europe because of its efficacy.

[the-kingshound]

Peacefully scrolling through my Pinterest until guard dog/living weapon/rabid dog tropes starting appearing and I have an idea, if you'll entertain me.

Somebody says something bad about the RO and Hound backs them up to the wall, ready beat the shi out of them, but RO (unaware of the current event) appears and that somebody tells the RO to "call their guard dog off". And the RO actually sees that Hound is not backing off unless the RO tells them to.

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Arthur: appears troubled at the scene, but mostly at how their spouse was addressed. "Refrain from calling my Consort that, please," they say. Then they will ask both to explain what happened. Only then Arthur will ask the Hound to let the person go and solve the issue in a dyplomatic way. Not once, though, do they ever reprimand their spouse for what they did.

Evaine: their body tightens, ears almost ringing as they hear that individual call the Hound that. They look at MC squeezing the person's arm, so tight it is close to breaking, and after a long moment their gaze hardens. "What did you do to them?" They demand, agitated and suspicious. They never "call MC off". They never could. They are by their side even if MC is in the wrong, vehemently defending them.

Yniol: the knight still, those words making their blood freeze. For a few long moments they do not move or speak, they just look down at the bruised seething person with a blank stare that makes them shiver and stammer. Their eyes then find the Hound, now softening with an edge of worry and questioning. "What happened?"

Morien: at those words, Morien's hand tightens on the handle of their cane. They level them with a look that is cold and utterly unsympathetic. "You have a lot of stupidity in you to call the Royal Consort a dog." Their gaze shifts on the Hound, "where did you find this idiot?" Upon explanation, the physician sighs and sends one last disgusted look at the person, aching and bleeding, before they convince MC to follow them to dinner.

Gwyar: they are left wordless for a long second. They are a servant, and as such no one ever called their master their dog. But they are somewhat aware of the influence they have on the Hound, and the gaze they exchange with them is complicit without words. Eventually, Gwyar straightens their back even more. "I do not command the Royal Consort, that would go against my position." And they leave, ignoring the angry cries behind them.

[shisabun]

I took Morien out to clean his water dish, and he decided that my sleeve was the best place to hang out. I refused to yank him out, so he chilled there for a good 30 minutes.

[agravaine]

everyone read morien right now. hes just a little guy...

[pgwodewose]

I've done a lot of character drawings this year. These are some of the Arthurian drawings (as many as Tumblr will allow me to fit in one post) that I've only before shared on Discord, either as requests or just for the sake of sharing.

[queer-ragnelle]

If you had to give Sir Morien a specific ethnicity or nationality, what would it be?

I would depict Sir Morien as either Afro-Iranian or West African although I haven't fully narrowed it down quite yet. Leaning toward depicting Feirefiz as Afro-Iranian and Morien West African then honing my area of study/research from there.

[gailyinthedark]

Gawain is so happy to see his horse again that he feels better from his battle wounds and his horse is so happy it friend-bites him.

This is adorable.