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[nohrianlance]

// Since it's almost an obligation to send meta questions to each of your muses: HCs about Silas' culture shock (or lack thereof) when he follows Corrin to Hoshido? Any embarrassing stories?

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Silas was caught off guard by how ridiculously hot and bright the sun is. While he’s spent enough time in Southern Nohr (where the sun shines more regularly) to not be completely blown away by the sun, he’s still ridiculously pale enough to suffer from sunburns. Silas also had difficulty adjusting to the bright sunlight after months of living in Krackenburg in Northern Nohr. He became known for only really being seen outside from dusk till dawn and hiding away during the day, shielding his eyes from the afternoon sun.

Also: Silas experiencing Hoshidan summers for the first time and dying in the humidity. I think he’d come to appreciate the long days and being able to enjoy the sun for hours, long after the heat has subsided.

Battlefield conduct. I feel like a lot can fall under this: the differences between Nohrian and Hoshidan battle tactics and formations, how Hoshidans handle the drums of war (not well, Silas thinks. The roars of men and screams of wyverns carry farther and have a fire and fury that Hoshidan war cries lack). 

But the most striking difference is the apparent disdain for picking over the dead for supplies. It’s a practice that became especially important for Silas to find replacement weapons and armor for him and his horse, since he couldn’t go to a blacksmith and commission another set. He’s incredibly meticulous about maintaining his weapons and armor. He wants it to last for as long as it possibly can.

Wasting resources is a cultural taboo in Nohr, and that goes doubly so when it comes to food. Hoshidans not using every part of the animal when butchering it horrified Silas. The first time Silas saw someone just tossing some perfectly good offal onto the ground, he tugged at Kaze’s scarf and just pointed at the scene like “????? What the hell are they doing are they insane.” 

I also hc that Nohrian military horses and wyverns that fall in battle or die of natural causes are also butchered for their meat instead of simply being left behind or buried. Silas could understand why the Hoshidans don’t do it, since he abhorred the practice when he was younger, but it still physically pained him to see all of that food just. Rotting away in the sun.

Related: Silas got a lot of attention for how thorough he was when he ate. No grain of rice left behind, every bone picked clean. Even after learning how to eat with chopsticks, he always returned to eating with his fingers to make sure no bit of food was left behind. Definitely got called a messy eater for eating with his fingers (Silas insisted he wasn’t, as he was always careful to never leave crumbs). Definitely got chewed out by multiple people for licking his chopsticks. At least now he’s embarrassed for doing that last one.

Idea for an embarrassing, hilarious story: Kaze seeing Silas like a tenth of a second away from putting the chopsticks in his mouth and knocking them out of Silas’ hand. The chopsticks bounce off the table and hit a Hoshidan soldier in the face. The soldier tries to challenge a 6′6 Nohrian cavalier to a fight. Unable to fight back due to being surrounded by Hoshidans and already distrusted, Silas decides to just pick up the soldier to show how pointless it is to fight him. The Hoshidan just gets angrier.

[dumaschosen-blog]

"So the inexperienced king finally decides to show himself. A rustic's sense of punctuality will earn you no respect here." [ // Welcome to FERP! ]

“Sorry I’ve been so occupied with…. trying to be a king? Cut me some slack here. But… it’s nice to see you again, Berkut.” 

[ thank you! ]

[nobaettadr]

Leviathan

                                                                       eikonic asks [ x ]

leviathan : is your muse vindictive? are they the type to seek revenge? if so, how would they go about obtaining revenge? would they be willing to resort to murder, or do they tend to stick with milder methods such as social humiliation and backstabbing?

in line with the answer to the last question, yes and yes. as mentioned, i think vengeance is integral to jugdrali culture, and he would be more or less beholden to seek vengeance, lest he be considered cowardly.

pre-king leif is not at all methodical or hesitant about it. as we can see with the travant issue, he knew he had to kill travant in order to avenge his parents, no ifs, ands, or buts about it. no one tried to talk him out of it, but i don’t think they could have even if they tried. he was very pig-headed ( still is, mostly ) and would probably have gotten angry at the implication that he shouldn’t right so horrible a wrong to his family and his life.

post-king leif is much more sedate. he’s still a hot-headed, reckless boy, but he’s mellowed out considerably since the days of the war. he’s learned a lot, and he’s learned to see situations outside of his own little slice of the sky. the travant issue in particular opened his eyes when he realized the whole story behind him and what his death meant for a lot of south thracians, etc. he doesn’t think he was wrong to kill him, still, but he realizes that there’s more to it than just vengeance. he’d probably think more about it, now; i think he’d definitely still take revenge when he’s placed in his hands, but he’d be less horse-blinders about it now.

and of course he’s willing to resort to murder.

though i don’t think he would be underhanded about it. he has a pretty strict code of honor despite not being a knight. he was raised by one, so. if he’s going to kill someone, he’s going to do it in honorable combat, both of them armed and ready. otherwise, all that time spent incubating and nursing that grudge would have been for nothing and he’d be unsatisfied.

so, in that vein, revenge wouldn’t be taken in the above-mentioned ‘milder’ methods. the issue of vengeance is, to him, a very straightforward one, and the compensation is always direct and face-to-face, whether it be paying a sum of money to settle grievances, combat, murder, etc.

this is leif as brought up in the socially-accepted version of vengeance, of course. on a personal level, i think he’s very much capable of more nefarious methods of getting back at someone, especially since he’s already predisposed to being driven by feelings of hatred, rage, and envy. it’s good that he’s a pretty upstanding kid with an inclination for compassion, because otherwise i think he’d be capable of some really nasty stuff if pushed far enough. he has a strong moral compass that keeps him from that.

[haikusandstareyes-blog]

Quadrille

@rigelsprince | continued from here

He looked smug as he offered his hand. Mitama sucked her teeth impatiently, but took his hand and followed his lead onto the dance floor nevertheless. She would not simply stand by and allow him to lord himself above others so easily, not while he still he believed in his self-painted untruths.

She had enjoyed the idea of the invitation at first. She was certain there was its own kind of beauty in the magnitutde and splendor of such an event. When she heard she was invited with the intention of her being some minor focus, she had wanted to abandon the idea entirely.

But then someone brought her the dress and while Nohrian style was not preferred, she had found it difficult to turn down such earnest sentiments.

“Lessons were instigated once my invitation made itself aware.” She replied. He did’t need to know the magnitude of such an endeavor. “There was no need to bring myself unneeded attention.”

She followed him along silently a few paces, enjoying the music far more than anything. Dancing involved so much contact. “You certainly seem to be enjoying the attention.” She mused, voice lowered so they were not to be overhead. There was a tease to her grin as they twirled. “So close to Lady Azura. And you seemed so blown away by the presence of the Queen of Jehanna.”

[just-here-to-fight]

Trick, from the trick or treat meme [ // If you're still accepting ]

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There was something exciting but unnervingabout having new people come over for a visit. He knew that it was good to gainnew allies that may be there to help him if he ever needed it, but he just hatedhow proper everything had to be. He would have much preferred just to spar withsomeone and afterwards ask them if they wanted to be allies with one another.He sighed to himself as he looked down at the present in his hands. He hadn’tmet Lord Berkut in person yet, but he knew it was customary to give someone agift whenever they were coming over to visit.

He hoped that Berkut liked Ostia wellenough and truly hoped that he didn’t mess this up. He had made sure that hisinformants did research and found a gift that Berkut would like. However, hecouldn’t help but think about the other gift that he had. It was a box full ofbones from all the poultry that the chefs had used, and he was going to givethat to Eliwood the next time that he came over as a prank. However, he didn’t realizethat he had grabbed the wrong gift and the one he had for Berkut was actually apile of bones.

He watched as Berkut made his way to theentrance and opened the door for him. “Welcome to castle Ostia. I hope that youdidn’t have any trouble getting here. This is for you. A thank you for comingall the way here.” He said with a light smile as he handed the gift over tohim.

[ostianshadow]

💡- A memory that comes with an object or keepsake they have

[ memories meme ]

Some days, it sat tucked away in the far back of a drawer, out of sight but not so much out of mind as he might have liked. Other days, it burned a hole in his pocket, its weight small and yet tangible.

For a long time, the ring was a shackle, a burden to bear. The object had been intended for fond memories and not the painful yearning it had saddled him with instead. For a long time, it was a reminder he had been too slow to act, that he hadn’t saved her when perhaps - logic be damned - he could have.

As he sits, rolling the ring between his thumb and index finger, the cool feel of its metal memorized by now, he smiles. It’s been years, and at long last it’s begun to symbolize a chance at happiness once more. It remains a reminder to seize the moment, but instead of mourning what could have been, he cherishes what he had.

It’s what Leila would have wanted.

[jehannasands-blog]

Wallflower

@rigelsprince ; continued from

"The pleasure is mine.”

Ismaire pulled Berkut from the crowd like a flower plucked gently from the wall’s oppressive shadow. With confidence in every stride, she carried him closer to the sun’s warm embrace -- center floor -- and curtsied with all the grace such a fine partner deserved. If he would meet her sight then, he would find the light in his eyes reflected in the embers of her fiery gaze as she placed her hand in his once again. She was looking forward to this dance.

For what a thrilling thing it was to waltz at twice the pace with just the right partner -- one that was strong enough to guide them boldly forward yet adaptable enough to be able to follow her subtle glances and dives for direction. It should have come at no surprise then when the Queen Mother of Jehanna chose such a liberating dance for the two of them that required such an unspoken respect, after all, and a fair amount of skill.

But she had all the faith in the world that the little wallflower she had picked up wouldn’t disappoint her. She wouldn’t let him.

Ismaire allowed him to pull her in as close as he wished, unabashed by the proximity the dance demanded. The orchestra’s tune was just about to lead them in as the rest of the crowd began to settle down around them.

[dreamsofknighthood]

The Dark: Did your muse sleep with a nightlight as a child?

Don’t you mean knight light?

…But I kid. Forsyth may havehad an overactive imagination, but he didn’t sleep with a nightlight – he alwaystold himself that he was a brave warrior and didn’t need to be afraid of monsters.

(Sometimes though, if he hada really scary nightmare, he would go and find his mother or father for acuddle).