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So Keiran is Vorian, right?

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Two things can be true: the gods can be bad and Predathos can be bad. Maybe throwing them at each other will cancel them out, but I disagree with the idea of solving your problems with face-eating leopards.

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For the last 15 years or so, I’ve just been hoping that grrm will bequeath asoiaf to Robin Hobb (or someone). He’s not going to finish it himself, the least he can do is give his notes to a competent author to wrap it up for him.

And, if the rush-job in the last few seasons was reflected in his notes, give that author a fucking bonus for smoothing that shit out.

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So, my guess is the primes are using Aeor to create the Divine Gate, using its ability to hide gods to hide themselves. Some people (wizards? Other gods?) try to stop them. Aeor falls.

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Happy day-my-friends-text-me-a-lot-of-feelings-about-space-wizards-while-rewatching-movies-they-seem-to-love-and-hate-in-equal-measure!

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Porter and Jace toxic relationship is growing on me at a worrying rate

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I’m rewatching and Jace Stardiamond, who I do not trust, added Riz to the staff at Aguefort, and they never did actually look at the schools by-laws and I’m paranoid.

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Were we supposed to infer that Tracker’s church is always yurts and hot chocolate? I figured this was them doing a special holiday event.

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This is less a theory than a collection of thoughts I had fun thinking about. The unnamed god is Zagreus, Helio is Dionysus. Tl:dr In some stories, Dionysus is Zagreus reborn. An underworld god reborn as a fertility god.

In Orphic tradition, Zagreus is the powerful son of Zeus and Persephone, who in some myths was Zeus’s chosen successor. His domain of influence is unclear, but he seems to have been a Chthonic deity.

Zagreus was ripped apart by the Titans and devoured, but for his heart. His heart was recovered by Athena, and returned to Zeus, who ate it and passed his soul/essence/what-have-you on to his child with the human Semele, Dionysus.

And Dionysian myths of rebirth are mirrored in Christian resurrection. Fundamentalist, Old Testament Sol marrying off his witch sister to a rival for the purposes of devouring that rival, whether literally or figuratively, feels in character.

That sister later having her worship carved away until she was eventually transformed into an “evil” entity also tracks, but I wonder how much agency Cassandra had in her marriage. If it was a happy one or a political one. And, if it was political, how much of a role she played in the transformation of her spouse. If her apparent fear of them might connect to that.

Anyway, back to Helio. Frat boy Helio, instantly dismissed by his Chosen one. The Chosen One who, in this Zagreus-Dionysus theory, then went on to resurrect his wife. Who, when Kristen didn’t have a god after putting away YES?, may or may not have continued to supply her with spells while she fought the Nightmare King (Sol and Galicaea said Helio was still giving Kristen spells, but they lied a bunch so it’s in question).

Helio, whose followers in-game have been pretty unhinged but who gives the warmest hugs you’ve ever felt.

The maenads ripped people apart in worship of Dionysus. Or maybe in worship of Zagreus, who was himself ripped apart.

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I’m so impressed by how large an antagonist Kipperlilly is when she’s only been in two(?) scenes.

Also, she is very wee.

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The funniest thing to me personally might very well be if the panic about the Ratgrinders ends up being the spiritual successor to “Garthy O’Brien” almost being an anagram of Gilear.

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…YES! was born in the gym at Aguefort…

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Just to have it written down somewhere in case I’m right.

The rat grinders lost someone in their party sophomore year, were made pass-fail and didn’t get assigned a sophomore quest. Extracurriculars wouldn’t count for them which is why Mary Ann is only going out for the owlbears now (or maybe she’s spying, or both). Also would explain why their cleric is a transfer student—maybe their original cleric is the one who died/left.

Too much of this season has been about how messed up aguefort academy is (mcat, public school students needing to supply barrels of diamonds, the fact that you can skip an entire year by finding your professor) for that pass-fail reveal to JUST be there to make Riz and Adaine more anxious.

Also, and I don’t actually think this is anything, why are there so many rats in that forest?

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Please make a post about the story of the RMS Carpathia, because it's something that's almost beyond belief and more people should know about it.

Carpathia received Titanic’s distress signal at 12:20am, April 15th, 1912. She was 58 miles away, a distance that absolutely could not be covered in less than four hours.

(Californian’s exact position at the time is…controversial. She was close enough to have helped. By all accounts she was close enough to see Titanic’s distress rockets. It’s uncertain to this day why her crew did not respond, or how many might not have been lost if she had been there. This is not the place for what-ifs. This is about what was done.)

Carpathia’s Captain Rostron had, yes, rolled out of bed instantly when woken by his radio operator, ordered his ship to Titanic’s aid and confirmed the signal before he was fully dressed. The man had never in his life responded to an emergency call. His goal tonight was to make sure nobody who heard that fact would ever believe it.

All of Carpathia’s lifeboats were swung out ready for deployment. Oil was set up to be poured off the side of the ship in case the sea turned choppy; oil would coat and calm the water near Carpathia if that happened, making it safer for lifeboats to draw up alongside her. He ordered lights to be rigged along the side of the ship so survivors could see it better, and had nets and ladders rigged along her sides ready to be dropped when they arrived, in order to let as many survivors as possible climb aboard at once.

I don’t know if his making provisions for there still being survivors in the water was optimism or not. I think he knew they were never going to get there in time for that. I think he did it anyway because, god, you have to hope.

Carpathia had three dining rooms, which were immediately converted into triage and first aid stations. Each had a doctor assigned to it. Hot soup, coffee, and tea were prepared in bulk in each dining room, and blankets and warm clothes were collected to be ready to hand out. By this time, many of the passengers were awake–prepping a ship for disaster relief isn’t quiet–and all of them stepped up to help, many donating their own clothes and blankets.

And then he did something I tend to refer to as diverting all power from life support.

Here’s the thing about steamships: They run on steam. Shocking, I know; but that steam powers everything on the ship, and right now, Carpathia needed power. So Rostron turned off hot water and central heating, which bled valuable steam power, to everywhere but the dining rooms–which, of course, were being used to make hot drinks and receive survivors. He woke up all the engineers, all the stokers and firemen, diverted all that steam back into the engines, and asked his ship to go as fast as she possibly could. And when she’d done that, he asked her to go faster.

I need you to understand that you simply can’t push a ship very far past its top speed. Pushing that much sheer tonnage through the water becomes harder with each extra knot past the speed it was designed for. Pushing a ship past its rated speed is not only reckless–it’s difficult to maneuver–but it puts an incredible amount of strain on the engines. Ships are not designed to exceed their top speed by even one knot. They can’t do it. It can’t be done.

Carpathia’s absolute do-or-die, the-engines-can’t-take-this-forever top speed was fourteen knots. Dodging icebergs, in the dark and the cold, surrounded by mist, she sustained a speed of almost seventeen and a half.

No one would have asked this of them. It wasn’t expected. They were almost sixty miles away, with icebergs in their path. They had a responsibility to respond; they did not have a responsibility to do the impossible and do it well. No one would have faulted them for taking more time to confirm the severity of the issue. No one would have blamed them for a slow and cautious approach. No one but themselves.

They damn near broke the laws of physics, galloping north headlong into the dark in the desperate hope that if they could shave an hour, half an hour, five minutes off their arrival time, maybe for one more person those five minutes would make the difference. I say: three people had died by the time they were lifted from the lifeboats. For all we know, in another hour it might have been more. I say they made all the difference in the world.

This ship and her crew received a message from a location they could not hope to reach in under four hours. Just barely over three hours later, they arrived at Titanic’s last known coordinates. Half an hour after that, at 4am, they would finally find the first of the lifeboats. it would take until 8:30 in the morning for the last survivor to be brought onboard. Passengers from Carpathia universally gave up their berths, staterooms, and clothing to the survivors, assisting the crew at every turn and sitting with the sobbing rescuees to offer whatever comfort they could.

In total, 705 people of Titanic’s original 2208 were brought onto Carpathia alive. No other ship would find survivors.

At 12:20am April 15th, 1912, there was a miracle on the North Atlantic. And it happened because a group of humans, some of them strangers, many of them only passengers on a small and unimpressive steam liner, looked at each other and decided: I cannot live with myself if I do anything less.

I think the least we can do is remember them for it.

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Hey did you know I keep a google drive folder with linguistics and language books  that I try to update regularly 

UPDATE because apparently not everyone has seen this yet the new and improved version of this is a MEGA folder

I know there’s so many more urgent things but if you like this resource you may consider buying me a ko-fi to keep this project alive

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ask me how much I care about cishet atheists ‘coming out’ to their families as non-religious