#roran

[tonhalszendvics]

Carn was their spellcaster, sent to ensure that an enemy magician could not kill them all with a wave of his hand. From some of the other men, Roran had gathered that Carn was not a particularly strong magician—he struggled to cast every spell—but that he compensated for his weakness by inventing extraordinarily clever spells and by excelling at worming his way into his opponents’ minds. Carn was thin of face and thin of body, with drooping eyes and a nervous, excitable air. Roran had taken an immediate liking to him.

Brisingr, ch. For my love

[everythingloveandanimated]

Once again, watching Instagram reels, and a recurring thing happens.

An absolute bop plays, and because I am still on my inheritance cycle fixation I immediately think of the characters in a Modern AU having a dance party or just having some dance-y music fun.

Murtagh showing off his dance moves, usually joined by Thorn. Song is usually Rasputin or Footloose.

Murtagh putting Ismira on the couch so he can dance with her while making up for the height difference.

Carvahall cast rocking out Footloose.

Reunion videos trigger a scene where Murtagh sneaks Eragon into Roran and Katrina’s house as a surprise gift. Roran freaks out, overjoyed to see his cousin. Katrina and Horst’s family are just as happy to see him.

Eragon, Murtagh, Thorn and Roran go on a roadtrip. Music shenanigans ensue. Some filming done for memories and posterity. Also to send to the ladies back home. It’s hard to find songs they all like, but they agree on some classic songs and can rock out to those.

Also on roadtrip, pictures! Lots of pictures! The boys being dorks, family portraits, some candid photos. (Some of Eragon’s favorites are when Murtagh is either laughing, smiling, or just looks relaxed.) Thorn manages to catch one of Eragon sleeping on Murtagh’s shoulder while Murtagh reads.

There’s fluff, tension, arguments, some harsh words that are later regretted and apologized for.

So, yeah. Just felt like sharing that!

[thexgrayxlady]

Snippet Sunday

Turning the uncannily soft, yet strong pick over in his hands and careful of where he stepped, Roran crossed the killing field. He winced at the decayed face staring at him from the underbrush. His name had been Edgar, his companions Gustav and Mattis.

Everyone had thought it was just an animal. Sick maybe, driven towards the village by hunger. Still dangerous, but just an animal. When they offered to hunt the bear, it seemed like the right idea. It didn’t need to be handled by a dragon rider. It could be taken care right then and there by local hunters. And it solved what he felt was the bigger problem.

It didn’t matter that he hadn’t wanted a traitor or an unpredictable beast near his lands, his people, or his family. It hadn’t felt worth the wait and he hadn’t appreciated Eragon attempting to foist an unpleasant obligation onto him, like when they were younger and he’d spent so much time daydreaming he’d forgotten his chores. While he loved him, his cousin already had a hard time understanding the word no and hadn’t had it said to him in any way that mattered for long enough that Roran was starting to become concerned.

Roran still wasn’t sure what to make of Murtagh. He’d only agreed to meet with him to make sure he left when this was over. The man had been cold and distant when they met, his attempts at small talk about the village were met with aloof disinterest. His cousin reminded him of nothing so much as a village dog that’d been kicked until it bit rather than wait to see if a hand was extended to help or harm.

Yet Murtagh was patient and gentle with Thorn. He’d noticed when, after a very long very day and barely escaping from the creature, his scars from being whipped were bothering him and offered advice, and he had the good sense to mind his own business about how he’d been hurt. When he hesitated on the cliff face, suddenly struck by how Katrina had lost her mother in a similar way and not trusting the dragon, Murtagh threw him off a cliff.

And now Roran couldn’t deny that he would be useful.

[thexgrayxlady]

I do think that writing Roran with long term effects from being whipped the way he was is interesting.

[joemerl]

Random entry for the "ways The Inheritance Cycle could have been better" file:

1.) Roran and Saphira never have any significant interaction. They probably should, given that they are, theoretically, the two most important people in Eragon's life.

2.) There's a whole thing in Eldest about Roran blaming Eragon for everything that went wrong with Carvahall. But of course, all of that could just as easily be framed as Saphira's fault. So what if, when the cousins finally reunite, Roran forgives Eragon for the things that weren't his fault but decides that it's Saphira whose existence has put a blight on their whole town? Cue subplot about Eragon dealing with the tension between these two. It also gives Saphira a unique relationship, as otherwise she's just friends/enemies with whomever Eragon is friends/enemies with.

3.) When Eragon goes to the dwarf election and does nothing to actively influence it, what if, instead of just creating a ghostly Eragon illusion to trick people, they use that spell to make Roran look like him? He grew up with Eragon, so he'd presumably be the best person to imitate him. So instead of him going off to random battles that don't really matter, you have him and Saphira forced to spend time together, hash out their feelings, and presumably form some sort of reluctant friendship.

4.) Bonus! Move Murtagh's attack to this part of the book. Now Roran and Saphira are forced to work together to defeat him, and Roran will have to deal with that other cousin whom he literally never interacts with.

[thexgrayxlady]

Im finally working on Secondary Objectives again and this chapter should not be so difficult, but this js probably thr third time I've decided that the best thing to do is restart from scratch.

[dellanir]

roran begging the leader of the varden to postpone an important expedition just so he and katrina won’t have a bastard tells you all you need to know about how eragon was viewed and treated by others growing up as a bastard

[dellanir]

damn so roran was eating all their food on the farm huh