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Istredd ([personal profile] magicalarchaeologist) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs2023-11-04 12:38 pm

How does the earth around your feet

WHO: Istredd and anyone!
WHAT: Catch-all for November
WHERE: Thorne, Horizon, Nocwich
WHEN: November
WARNINGS: May be spoilers for Witcher s3 in comments.





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[personal profile] northerndragon 2024-01-20 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
A thoughtful nod.

"The Old Gods that I spoke of -- they simply are. They are part of the world, in every tree and rock and river. They were the gods of the Children of the Forest." A pause, and he adds, "My people, my father's people, we're called the First Men. Crossed from Essos long ago, before there were any people in Westeros. But the Children were there first, and were not the same as men. Smaller. They've been gone a long time now.

"None of that matters here, I know, but what I mean is, their gods still live, and they are part of the world. But they are silent. I've never heard from them the way the Singularity tries to tell us things from time to time. Who does it speak to more?"

As he talks, Ghost begins to chase a leosylph some distance away. For the time being, the creatures appear playful. And because Ghost is only a part of Jon's mind and what the Singularity will let him do, Ghost will remain playful, making no move to tear at the other animal.
northerndragon: can't get no privacy, oh oh oh (back off, bran) (always feel like somebody's watching me)

[personal profile] northerndragon 2024-01-31 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
Jon appreciates the firmness with which Istredd says that his gods matter. So often, with no heart trees here, and few followers, they do not seem to. And by extension, little of his life before he came here seems to matter much: only what sort of friend he is, what sort of man, and sometimes, what he can do with his sword.

"The gods of this place aren't people, and most of the people of this place... they don't seem to want to have much to do with them anymore. But there's no reason to think that a god would always talk in a way that a person would understand at once, rather than at last. We must be small to them. Our lives are short. They can harm us, if they wish: why wouldn't a god just come out and do it if they wanted to? If I don't understand their messages, or you don't, might be that someone does, or it might be that we will -- in the end."

As to the idea that people who have a connection to the Singularity might wish to keep it to themselves, he only nods. How much would he give not to have a connection to the Lord of Light?

Where would he be if he did not?
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[personal profile] northerndragon 2024-02-21 09:27 am (UTC)(link)
At the first part, Jon just nods, thoughtful. Back when the Andals came to Westeros, they'd brought their seven gods in one with them -- the new gods. They'd had no foothold in the North, had never been able to conquer it thanks to the easy defensibility of the southmost borders, but their religion had been picked up by many of the Houses of the First Men below the Neck. He is not sure why anyone would have given up the Old Gods to take the Seven in their place, unless they were made to at the point of a sword -- but the Old Gods have mostly been tolerated in the South where people wished to hold to them. What made people give up their gods here?

It seems, from what Istredd is saying, that he must have had thoughts on the same lines.

"It stands to reason that the Heralds wouldn't talk like us, think like us. That any god wouldn't. But those Summoned, their power -- how great did the power of those Summoned grow?"

The idea makes him uneasy. He is no god; he does not like it when people begin to treat him like one, the look in some people's eyes when they know what has happened to him -- something he has been blissfully free of since Thorne pulled him out of his life. And here, he has found himself able to do things he shouldn't, that no man should be able to do, past the magic they teach him: the hours he's spent as a wolf, the flames that comes to his hands easily. He seeks no greater powers than those he needs to save his people. He never seeks for them to grow, though they do now and then nonetheless.

But if you were a real god, or something that had become accustomed to worship, how much would you resent whatever came to supplant you?

[OMG holy pete it has been longer since I hit this than I thought. It's interesting, and I definitely want to do more with them, but absolutely feel free to wrap this one if you want/need to. Jon can pretty much be like "I'm sorry, I'm taking up too much of your time" at any point.]