#( timestamp 3: jan 22nd )

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"I told you, I told you there would be no bear or blond wolf from the Gods!" Egil's words carried with incessant smugness. His decided to accompany Loki and Thorin into the woods, completely convinced that there wouldn't be a bear-taming marvel. And when there was no such sight, his self-satisfied laughter echoed through the air. It only met an abrupt end when the sparring session commenced. The forest became their training ground and Egil was initially intent on adhering to the unspoken rules.

Until a harsh fist collides with his brother and Egil witnesses the realization on Loki's expression. It reminds him that he is, indeed, angry. And with that acknowledgment, anger fuels everything he does. Every movement, every strike of the blade carries the weight of his simmering resentment. Egil's onslaught is suddenly flowing seamlessly with each strike and tussle. A deep seated jealousy aimed solely at Loki, and for the things he learned about his brother and Esje. During the clash of his emotions, Egil lets out a triumphant shout when he cuts through Loki's flesh, reveling in the blood even as his brother throws him backwards violently. His back hits against the thick trunk of a tree, unable to laugh as he hears Loki's words. "Of course I'm angry! And I don't believe for one second you don't already know why!" Egil yells, having to quickly launch away from the tree before his brother flies at him with a returned strike. "You knew I loved her!" he shouts passionately and his voice laden with hurt.

"I never thought my own brother would betray me like this." Egil's voice carries louder then, as the two of them descend into another struggle but it's no longer brotherly bonding. The clatter of clashing metal rings out into the air, Egil mustering all his strength to tussle against Loki. "Say you're sorry and I might forgive you, if I don't kill you first!" he declares, taking another brutal swing of his blade, unashamedly aiming for his brother's head. He's uncaring that Thorin is a spectator during all of this but is certain the older brother will only start placing bets on who would survive. @secrettyrant

@waterfallswords loki, thorin and egil - the woods, jan 22nd

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Well, there's no bear. Nor is there a powerful blond wolf, said to be sent by the Gods to command the beast. Loki finds himself questioning why he listened to Thorin's lavish tales, following into the woods with Egil at his side and eager to witness the promised vision. In a huff of disappointment, the two younger wolves spontaneously embark on an impromptu training session. The clash of metal resounds through the frost-kissed air. But, a realization dawns quickly on Loki. The exchange of hits suddenly reminds him of the abrupt punches Egil landed on him when they reunited.

Gradually, what begins as a training session swiftly evolves into confrontation, Loki sensing as Egil's anger simmers with each passing moment. The transition from practice to genuine strife blurs the line between brotherly sparring and raw animosity. Thorin, seemingly oblivious to the shifting dynamics, as it's impossible to tell the difference between the brutality. But, Loki knows. He can feel it. It doesn't help that he continues to laugh during the clash of blades or as he grapples with Egil.

And in the struggle, his brother's blade now finds it's way through his flesh. Slicing open skin across his forearm with such a precise movement that Loki yells out in anger and revelation, throwing Egil boisterously from him. "I knew it!" he proclaims, his laughter now laced with his own frustration. "You are angry at me." he accuses his brother in surprise and amusement. "What have I done now? The least you could do is enlighten me, Egil!" he studies his already healing wound, flicking his arm as if it will ease the pain while his other hand twirls his blade and he lunges towards his brother in a manic rush. "You were angry when we met, weren't you?" Loki's voice lifts into a shout, an attempt to strike the blade in retaliation. "You sneaky bastard!"

[moongazeonastarfillednight]

The Terror: When, How, Where... (PART 2)

See Part 1 here (ep 1 thru 5) See Part 3 here (Ep 10)

For Context I am trying to make a timeline with locations from The Terror. You will find here:

1. Probable location and coordinates

2. Probable date

3. Travel distance and speed

4. Death count

List of Locations identified so far:

Location 1 - David Young's grave (71.22, -96.60) - Sept 5 1846

Location 2 - Ships Position September 1846 (70.25, -98.00) - Sept 12 1846

Location 3 - Ships Position June 1847 (70.15, -98.30) - May 24 to Jun 11 1847

Location 4 & 5 - The Cairn and the Ice Camp (69.66, -98.27) - May 28 1847

Location 6- The Ships in January 1848 (70.055, -98.59) - January 10th- 17th 1848 

Location 7- The Ships in April 1848 (69.88, -98.57) - April 22nd 1848 

Location 8 - Fairholmes' Last Resting Place (69.72, -98.35) - April 23rd 1848 

Location 9 - Terror Camp (69.644, -98.24) - April 24th-26th  1848 

Location 10 - Netsilik Massacre (69.62, -98.05) - April 25th 1848 

Location 11- Hodgson is found - Mutineers: (69.56, -98.06) - April 27th 1848 

Location 12 - Hodgson is found – Crozier (69.54, -98.14) - April 27th 1848 

Location 13 - Fitzjames Collapses (68.94, -98.79) - June 10th 1848 

Location 14 - Gibson's death (68.860, -98.73)  - June 27th 1848 

Location 15 - Fitzjames' Death (68.78, -98.21) - July 28th 1848 

Location 16 - The NorWest Passage (68.7, -98.06) - July 28th 1848

Location 17 - Hospital Camp (68.68, -97.74) - August 3rd 

Location 18 – Bridgens' death (68.70, -97.95) - August 10th 

Loocation 19 - It's Rat Meal Time (68.73, -97.99) - August 3rd 

Location 20 - Crozier Ambushed (68.67, -97.84) - Augsut 10th 

Known and historical locations are in blue

Proposed locations by Franklin Researchers in orange

Proposed locations by yours truly in pink

Historical locations but for which the show took liberties... in red

Analysis below the line

1927 Admiralty Map

Use this link ^ to see the Famous 1927 Admiralty Map

Matching the Show

Episode 6- A Mercy

This is it, folks! The LAST of the bottle episodes. Next one is going to make me go absolutely insane...

Location 6- The Ships in January 1848 (70.055, -98.4)

Date: January 10th 1848

Nighttime - 13h 01 min

Daylight - None

Twilight - 9h 59 min

Sunset: N/A- Sunrise: N/A

So! This episode is the beginning of trying to understand when and what the fuck is going on. :')

Timestamp declares it is January 1848

Following timestamp announces this is 2 weeks after Episode 5, which we put between December 14 and December 20 in Part 1 (will need to edit.. :') ). First proposed date: Between December 28 and January 3

Fitzjames tells us it's 1 week from Sunrise (17th Jan for that latitude) which brings our Second proposed date: January 10

Lady Jane's Christmas Pudding (Hear, Hear) was offered to the men the week before. So, either it was not served on December 25th or the Third proposed date is: January 1st.

Considering that 1. and 3. are undeniable, I must conclude that my assessment of the timeline for episode 5 in Part 1 was Incorrect It would, therefore, put the death of Blanky's leg closer to December 27th

I must also conclude that January 10th is our date for the beginning of the episode and that the pudding was served on Jan 6th for Epiphany rather than Christmas. (This seemed so important to me for some reason...)

Now! For Location!

In part 1, I used the proposed location from the 1927 admiralty map for the position of the ships in Sept 1846 and their position in May/Jun 1847 to calculate the travel speed of the ships drifting with the Pack. Which was about... 0.04 miles per day.

Considering that there is 232 days between May 24 1847 and Jan 10 1848, the ships would have drifted approx 9.3 miles SW from their summer position (Location 3 - 70.15, -98.30). and, now, I wanted to make an additional extrapolation from the known position in April 22nd but... well, you'll see that was more difficult than expected when we move on to episode 7 so... instead, we'll use that 9.3 Miles SW from May 24 1847, so, about near (70.055, -98.4).

To be noted that I tried to pinpoint Location 6 for my own litle fun because it is not that relevant. They're in the pack, that's it. Their position in April is much more interesting. Also to note, you'll see when I get to Location 7 that my proposition puts Location 6 closer to Location 3, which is counterintuitive considering that it would mean that the pack drifted much faster between Jan and April (3 months) than between June and Jan (6 months). I propose to revise Location 6 for a future edit of this fun rabbit hole. The 0.04miles a day for the pack drift may have been accelerated during the summer months (June to September), even without a full thaw. For future consideration...

Thankfully, we remain in the vicinity of Location 6 for the next event so we don't have to go through all of THAT again... :')

Date: January 16th to January 17th 1848

Nighttime - 12h 34 min

Daylight - 34 min

Twilight - 9h 52 min

Sunset: 12:01 pm- Sunrise: 11:27 am

Jacko dies of lead poisoning

Carnivale goes up in flame and we're all sad.

For the Death Count, now...

Lt. Irving gives us a count of 116 men onboard the ships

This sounds inexact... At the end of December, by my count, we had 121 men still "alive" on the expedition (22 Officers and 99 men). 8 of those are on a vacation in the Fairholme party (Not counted as dead yet). This would mean we have 113 men on Terror and Erebus.

DEATH COUNT: 7 (Total: 13)

19 Officers and 95 Men remaining

To be Noted: The 3 dead officers I counted are the doctors and since no other officers names are mentioned, I assumed that was it... We will adjust when we get to VPN.

Episode 6- Horrible from Supper

There we go, folks! This is where I began to go absolutely INSANE trying to figure out all of this... Thank God this one is easy for the dates... and wow, I'm sure there is actually a paper for all that stuff somewhere out there but... I was either too lazy to find it and this is what I will die doing instead OR it's VERY obscure and I might as well do it myself...

ONWARD TO

Location 7- The Ships in April 1848 (69.88, -98.57)

Date: April 22nd 1848

Nighttime - None

Daylight - 17h 25 min

Twilight - 6h 35 min

Sunrise: 3:52 am Sunset: 9:16 pm

Departure from Ships

And now I'm going to go absolutely rabid about the location...

I have a problem and it might have to do with my lack of understanding of how coordinates work, which renders this whole post frustrating... The thing is... the thing is. The position given by Fitzjames on his amendment of the VPN is... I don't understand it... he says they landed at 69°37'42.0"N 98°41'00.0"W (69.63, -98.68) but then proceed in saying that they left the ships 5 Leagues NNW of the Cairn (Location 4 - 69.66, -98.27).

(See the summary map for episode 6)

Oh, Jimmy FitzJimmy... That... that's not a NNW-SSE line... :') It's also not 15 miles... Did they have different Latitudes in 1845? I would need to research...

So, anyway, I will, instead try to figure out what would be the location based on the 5 league (I expect this was an approximated distance) and here is my proposition for a rough Location 7 (69.88, -98.57 or 69°52'N, 98°34'W)

For comparison purposes, the position from the VPN will be identified in yellow in the summary map.

Next Location: That would Location 8! Poor Lt Fairholmes party.

Location 8 - Fairholmes' Last Resting Place (69.72, -98.35)

Date: April 23th 1848

Nighttime - None

Daylight - 17h 30 min

Twilight - 6h 30 min

Sunrise: 3:48 am Sunset: 9:18 pm

For the date: They have not yet reached Terror Camp and it looked to be either very early in the morning or late at night. I will suppose late at night, which would make the landing at Terror Camp to be made the next day. If Fitzjames and Crozier went to deposit the VPN the same day they arrived at TC, then this would make it April 24th.

For the Location: They mention that Fairholmes made 18 miles from the position the ships were at in June 1847 (Location 3 - 70.15, -98.30) and they had to find themselves in the path of Crozier and Co, close to the coast. Now, 18 miles... they certainly did not make the calculation on top of their head. From Part 1, we know that Gore had to travel 33.5 miles to get from the Ships in Location 3 to the Cairn in Location 4. 18 miles would have been a little bit over half-way there. In next image, I traced the path from Location 3 to Location 4 and Location 7 to Location 4 and you'll see why this is confusing:

Half-way from Location 3 to Location 4 would have been nowhere near to where Crozier and Co could have found Fairholmes. Maybe it wasn't as much as a straight line as I made it to be here or maybe Mr. Fitzjames is still confused about distances and Lat. Long position... Maybe I've been wrong this WHOLE TIME and they're counting in Nautical Miles and I'm about to throw my whole being out of the window.

Anyway, in order to preserve my Sanity, I will mark Location 8 at a very subjective position based on the flow of the episode rather than the information they gave... Now you understand why I became feral about this. Location 8 (69.72, -98.35) and that would be 30 miles from where the Ships were in June 1847...

Location 9 - Terror Camp (69.644, -98.24)

Date: April 24th 1848

Nighttime - None

Daylight - 17h 40 min

Twilight - 6h 20 min

Sunrise: 3:42 am Sunset: 9:23 pm

Date is given by the VPN - They arrive the day before going to Victory Point. Morfin dies.

For the Location, I would like to go back to our dear friend the 1927 Admiralty Map which identify where McClintock found the grave of Lt. J. Irving, a Camp and Many Relics. It is just slightly South East of Victory Point. Now, in the show, when Crozier and Fitzjames held hand, the first thing they saw was the Camp, vs when Gore climbed the ridge, he saw the Cairn.

Either the show moved the camp a little bit closer to the shore or they "landed" at a southerner position than Gore did. Either way, I feel that for a couple miles between the two points, we can go with the historical marker. Also, for my sanity. I will therefore arbitrarily put Location 9 at 69.644, -98.24, about 2 miles from the Cairn and I feel that this is a good location for it.

Last Location for Horrible from Supper (dear Lord)

Location 10 - Netsilik Massacre (69.62, -98.05)

Date: April 25th 1848

Nighttime - None

Daylight - 17h 50 min

Twilight - 6h 10 min

Sunrise: 3:37 am Sunset: 9:28 pm

Date: Same as the VPN (from Episode 8)

Location: Irving was assigned to go East by Lt. Little. Therefore, we'll sorta assume that it was a due East.

Now, when they split from Hodgson, Irving mentions that they are an hour before they are due before they are to return to Terror. Assuming that they would be on a hunting trip of 6 hours (this seems long but probably necessary considering they are starting to grow desperate for fresh supplies), this would make their split at the 2h mark and Irving went South. Assuming they may have walked another 15 minutes (they were due to turn back to where they split in 30 min), then we're up to 2h 15min away from camp.

They did not seem to be walking in any kind of fast pace, that they might have stopped on the way and that they are on an uneven ground and tired from hauling their sledge to TC, I will assume a steady pace of 2.5 miles per hour. This would put them a generous 5.6 miles away from TC. (To be checked with Hickey story next episode) and therefore, Location 9 is (69.62, -98.05)

And with this, we are DONE for episode 7!

DISTANCES AND TRAVEL:

Loc 7 to Loc 8

Travel time - 2 complete days (arrival eod)

Travel Distance: 10.6 NM / 12 miles / 20 km

Average Travel Speed - 6 miles a day

Travel Condition - Hauling Sledges and following a track - Pack is now littered with Seracs. This must have been gruesome - Comparable speed to Gore's Party.

Loc 8 to Loc 9

Travel time - 1 day

Travel Distance: 5.1 NM / 6 miles / 9.5 km

Average Travel Speed - 6 miles a day

Travel Condition - Hauling Sledges and following a track - High Ridge - Half distance on shale

Loc 9 to Loc 10

Travel Time - 2hours 15min

Travel Distance: 5.6 miles

Average Travel Speed - 2.5mph

Travel Condition: On foot, no heavy load, hunting - Not a straight line.

DEATH COUNT: 1 (Morfin) + 8 (Fairholmes) + 2 (Irving/Farr) (Total: 26)

14 Officers and 89 Men remaining

7 Men remaining on Ships

14 Officers and 82 men in Terror Camp

Episode 8 - Terror Camp Clear

Buckle up Buttercups, the horrors are coming...

So, first, let's do with the date. The next few movements are all the same date:

Date: April 25th 1848

Nighttime - None

Daylight - 17h 50 min

Twilight - 6h 10 min

Sunrise: 3:37 am Sunset: 9:28 pm

What I want to figure out is the hour by hour of that day ahah

Location 4 -The Cairn (69.66, -98.27)

Crozier and Fitzjames deposit the famous VPN.

Now, I could go on an on about how confusing the VPN was for me but I'll leave it at that... I would like to make the exercise of counting the dead men tho :)

Officers - 9

Franklin, Gore, Dr. Stanley, Dr. McDonald, Dr. Peddie, Fairholme, Hornby, 1 unnamed (Fairholme party or Carnivale)

Men - 15

Braine, Hartnell, Darlington, Morfin, Orren, Young, Torrington, Strong, Evans, Heather, Bryant, + 4 (Fairholme party or Carnivale)

So, as a note, that would not work because we have 7 deaths from the Carnival (4 named) and 8 from Fairholme (1 named) and I have only 5 unnamed left to make the VPN 24. *sigh*

MOVING ON

Location 9 - Terror Camp (69.644, -98.24)

And then back to

Location 10 - Netsilik Massacre (69.62, -98.05)

And THEN Back to

Location 9 - Terror Camp (69.644, -98.24)

So let's see how much walking Crozier has made today from the beginning of the episodes: 11 miles!

1.3 miles from Cairn to TC

4.9 miles from TC to Location 10 (Bird's reach)

Now we know that the average man walks 3mph

Crozier would have spent maybe 45 minutes to walk back from the cairn with Fitzjames (making brotherhood and stuff)

And then he would have to pace himself for Blanky to follow to Location 10, so, perhaps 2mph. - 2h 30 min to make it to Location 10.

In total, Crozier would have walked at least 6h that day and 12.5 miles

If the hunting parties were sent out from 6 am, that would mean that Irving and Farr would have been murdered around 8h30. He needed time to do his business, maybe 10 minutes (what are the Netsilik doing in the meantime?) By the time that Hickey runs back and forth to get Hodgson, who had gone in another direction, we can assume another 30 min, it is now 9:10 am when the Netsilik are massacred. To go back to camp, I assume they would have walked at fast pace, dragging Irving and Farr on their sledge, they could have made it back in 1h 30min. It is now 10h40.

It looks like Fitzjames and Crozier went back as Hodgson was entering the camp again, or just about. so they would have left the Cairn at 10 am and they would have left the Camp for the Cairn maybe around 8 am.

SO!

Let's say there's a bit of shouting, going around, getting Irving on Goodsir's table... they leave to go BACK to Location 10 around 11 am and they reach it around 2:30 pm, make their 10 min investigation and then make their way back starting at 2:40 pm.

They are back just in time for supper around 5:20 pm.

Yep, they could have done all of that in one day. Which is EXACTLY what I wanted to check. What a trek...

Anyway, I think Hickey was scheduled to be hanged around 8pm. Good time to die.

DEATH COUNT: 32 + Pocock + 9 (unknown) (Total: 68)

61 Total remaining

7 Men remaining on Ships

40 with Crozier

11 Mutineers and 3 Reluctant (Hodgson, Goodsir, Diggle) (counted on the screen... and Golding who is going back and forth)

And now, before we go on to Episode 9, let's do an Interlude for how we're going to proceed moving forward:

How We Move Forward

Ok, here is what this section about:

So far, I've been using clues from the show and known historical facts to know where the Cold Boys were, how they got there and who was still around.

Now we enter absolute speculation.

on the subject of LOCATION

Yes, we have a fine map (thank you 1927 Admiralty Map) that let us know where all of the Franklin Artefacts had been found over the course of 75 years but y'all will soon understand when I say that this is where the show accuracy ends.

For one, the most recognizable spot for me is McClintock's Boat Place. And Welp! Maybe one could argue that it is where Hickey attempted his little fake ritual in Episode 10. To which I will answer: ah... probably not? But that is the ONLY scene that could make sense for McC's BP...

Then we have the two famous graves: Le VesconteOrHarry Goodsir and the Peglar Skeleton/Bridgens and we have to ask ourselves, how accurate did the showrunner /author wanted to be about the specific placement of these deaths... After all, a wasteland of shale is a wasteland of shale.

In anyway, I will go over each of the Locations from the 1927 map to try and match a potential scene.

On the subject of TIME:

Now, we no longer have the luxury of dates so we will need to rely on everything else to let us know of the passage of time.

Sunrise/Sunsets - Which will help us identify the overall months

Grooming - These men get beardy.

Health - Declination and recoveries

Travel speed - If locations are known, we can match the date if we suppose a travel speed.

On the subject of SURVIVORS:

I will not keep up with the count. We know they all died and the show did not actually keep track of them. There seem to be as many that left Terror Camp as there are when Peglar collapses. I was mostly interested in doing for episode 8 because I wanted to keep tab on how many left with Hickey, etc but it was just hell to manage for this part.

On the subject of GROUPS:

Now we have 2 groups, the Mutineers and the Frankliners (Crozier and Co). I assumed that Hickey was mostly following the Frankliners at a distance of 4-6 miles behind.

Now, we enter Hell.

Episode 9- The C, The C, The Open C

The episode opens on a known Location and date (thank God), Location

Location 9 - Terror Camp (69.644, -98.24)

Date: April 26th 1848

Nighttime - None

Daylight - 18h 01 min

Twilight - 5h 59 min

Sunrise: 3:32 am Sunset: 9:33 pm

They burn their dead.

I assumed this would be the next day because they're still gathering their deads. - Kinda brutal to ask them to walk the day after the attack.

40 Frankliners

14 Mutineers

Location 11/12 - Hodgson is Found

Mutineers Location (11): (69.56, -98.06)

Frankliners Location (12): (69.54, -98.14)

Date: April 27th 1848

Nighttime - None

Daylight - 18h 01 min

Twilight - 5h 59 min

Sunrise: 3:32 am Sunset: 9:33 pm

This one is the first difficulty because we need to match a time, an intention and a speed.

First, I would like to propose that this is either the 26th again or the 27th and I will argue for the 27th.

We find Hodgson as he is so famished that he eats his own boot. We can suspect that he would, indeed, be very hungry after having ran through the night from the Tuunbaq. But he would have had supper the night before AND having been on three quarter rations since January. I, of course, have never been hungry enough to resort to eating my shoes but I imagine that if I was in Hodgson situation, I would keep the edible boots for as long as I can. Would he be hungry enough to start eating leather on the morrow of the attack, or more likely 2 days later?

Also, the frost bite on his cheeks suggest he's been outside for at least night.

Hickey and Co have been pulling their sledge, probably for the first couple of hours after Tuunbaq's attack. The difficulty here is to determine how long they would have gone without stopping and how far they would have walked. We've established previously that a sledge party would make, at good pace, 5 miles per day, assuming 4-6 hours of pulling with relays of the men, therefore, we could convene that 1.3 mph could be an acceptable speed for them who are fleeing from Tuunbaq with at least 1 reluctant puller (Goodsir) and 1 confused (Diggle)

We've also established that men on foot without sledges can go from twice to three times that speed. And I suspect that when Fitzjames declared 23 unknown, they actually scouted around the camp to find those men. If scouts were sent in the morning while they were gathering the dead, then they could have made a 2-3 miles search radius. If I was Hickey, I would have pushed for at least 3 hours that night to avoid detection (if we say that Hickey was scheduled to be hanged around 8pm, then they stopped at 11pm). So! in the night of the 25th, they are, at least 3 miles out of the camp.

Now that they are out of camp, they need to do 2 things: 1) Rest. They would not have been able to pick up the pace right back first thing in the morning. 2) Put more distance between themselves and the Frankliners. I suspect that they would have made only 4hours of pulling on the 26th, bringing us just about a whooping 7.8 miles out of Terror Camp.

Finally, it is impossible to detect what time of the day it is when they find Hodgson but looking at the tired look of the crew, maybe an hour in? That would be another 1 miles. So let's average that they found Hodgson after running 9 miles out of Terror Camp

Now that we have a radius, let's talk about direction...

I think it is fair to say that Hickey would have followed the same route as Crozier, seeing that he specifically asked Gibson to take a map. But Crozier was going to follow the coast in case they saw leads. Would Hickey do the same?

3 more things to consider:

1. They left in the fog, without much visual clues to orient themselves. 2. They took the map but Hickey was hoping to get Hodgson on board for his navigational skills (or maybe that was BS, who knows).

3. Mid Episode 9, Tozer reports that the Frankliners are 6 miles AHEAD of them, even though Hickey left first. We'll revisit that later...

Now, on the subject of the third point, it is very possible that Hickey would have rested more often... I just think it's funnier to suggest that he spent the night going in the wrong direction and then just circled back to follow the Frankliners... They realised it when they sent Golding back to Crozier for spying.

So here's the 25th to 27th route I propose for Mr. Hickey:

Mr. Hodgson would have had wandered approx 5 miles SE of Terror Camp. (69.56, -98.06)

As for Crozier, well, I suggest they took this route starting on the 26th, making 5 miles per day and this is where they would be when Hodgson was found (69.54, -98.14), putting them 3 miles away from each group:

Now!

The next scene is where it starts getting hazy and we need to get imaginative in how we account for time past.

In the next scene, we se ethe frankliners are struggling to pull their sledges. Blanky is limping badly and, then, Mr. Fitzjames collapses, complaining about the Heat.

Location 13 - Fitzjames Collapses (68.94, -98.79)

Date: June 10th 1848

Nighttime - None

Daylight - 24h

Twilight - None

Sunrise: N/A Sunset: N/A

About the DATE:

Time indicator to consider:

The health of the crewman JFJ is sharing his boat with:

When we left Terror Camp, the sick tent was empty, except for Pocock. While the men where most likely not at the top of the health when they departed, no one was on the verge of dying. Looking at the crewman, he is not only sick, he is emaciated. A quick google search tells us that sickness can make one lose up to 5 pounds a week. Perhaps in, their condition, one could thinkthat the rate could be a bit higher, say... 6 lb? From the crew for which we have the information, we deduce that they were, on average, 5' 6'' so we can use that as a reference to suppose the weight of that sailor. If we assume a BMI borderline to underweight when leaving Terror Camp, we would have weight, maybe... 120 pounds?

Now, severely underweight would put him at 95 pounds, which would be a drop of 20 pounds. Assuming 6 lb, that would be a guesstimate of 3 weeks and a half for him to deteriorate... let's give them a chance and say a month and a half since Terror Camp.

I think that's reasonable... JFJ didn't look great after the Tuunbaq attack but that shirtless scene proved that he was still quite fit.

About the Travel Speed:

See after Location 19

About the Location:

See after Location 19

Location 14 - Gibson's death (68.860, -98.73)

Date: June 27th 1848

Nighttime - None

Daylight - 24h

Twilight - None

Sunrise: N/A Sunset: N/A

About the DATE:

Time indicator: Facial hair. Courtesy of not having much shaving available, the Mutineers are looking quite rugged. Let's discuss the hairiest: Mr. Goodsir and Lt. Hodgson.

Hodgson starts his time with the Mutineers with a 2 day shadows between his muttonchops. Same for Mr. Goodsir.

See Below the Before/After

And now, huh... wow... that changes a man... I'd say this is looks to be about.. errr... medium beard? According to menhairstylestoday.com, this would take 1 to 2 months to grow at a rate of half an inch a month. Yeah, I can believe these are 2 month old beards. So, there!

Location? Speed travel? Well, I'll stop you right there.. I don't know yet.

Location 15 - Fitzjames' Death (68.78, -98.21)

Date: July 28th 1848

Nighttime - None

Daylight - 20h 50 min

Twilight - 3h 10 min

Sunrise: 2:11 am Sunset: 11:01 am

Time Indicator: More Hair. For this one, I will trust the hair because I somehow think the Frankliners would have kept themselves more groomed than the Mutineers.

Taking the angle into account, this is, what... 1.5inch? 2 inch?

Hair can grow at about 0.5 in a month. So, 3 months since Terror Camp.

Time Indicator: Crews' health: It is very evident that they're all getting thinner, sicker but Fitzjames and (most surprisingly) his boat mate are still alive! Considering the risk of infection and the progression of scurvy... it can't have been more than a couple of weeks since Fitzjame's collapse but, not, like, the next day? Can a doctor please stand up for this?

Time Indicator: The amount of food left.

No. I will NOT go there. There's enough math being done wtf...

Location 16 - The NorWest Passage (68.7, -98.06)

Date: July 28th 1848

Nighttime - None

Daylight - 20h 46 min

Twilight - 3h 14 min

Sunrise: 2:13 am Sunset: 10:58 am

Finally, finally! We have it! A Date, AND a location! :D Thank you Mr. Blanky!

So, this is the day after JFJ's death, June 28th.

On Blanky's map, we can read known locations: McGillivray Bay, Pt. W. Smith... Congratulations Mr. Blanky :') You are a true hero.

Supposing he can see McGillivray Bay from where he sits, he would find the Passage at Location 16 (68.7, -98.06)

And wow... does that make me feel like finding my own NW Passage, being able to reconnect all those lost locations from before :')

Back to location 15! Blanky would probably not have walked all that much, given he was in pain and only wanted to draw Tuunbaq to him and toward the Ice. I'd be generous and give him a good 5 miles before he had to sat down. From what Lt. Little reported before they had to stop for Fitzjames, the ice was to the west so we'll assume Mr Blanky walked south west while the party proceeded south east. This would put Location 15 at (68.78, -98.21)

Location 17 - Hospital Camp (68.68, -97.74)

Date: August 3rd

Nighttime - None

Daylight - 19h 33 min

Twilight - 4h 27 min

Sunrise: 2:48 am Sunset: 10:21 pm

Peglar collapses

See Location 17 reasoning for date of the camp

As for Position, well, we're just going to be a little off out of

Location 17 - Bridgens (68.70, -97.95)

Date: August 10th

Nighttime - None

Daylight - 18h21

Twilight - 5h 39 min

Sunrise: 3:23 am Sunset: 9:45 pm

Basically, we all agree that Bridgens is the Peglar Skeleton. Thank god I know where that is! Now, it is interesting that there was a paper published in 2022 about the real location of the Peglar Skeleton (assuming McClintock took his lat and long wrong) but since we are dealing with a 2018 show, we'll go with McClintock's account.(68.70, -97.95)

Sweet, now, about the TIMING

Considering where Location 15 put us, we were quite near the point of collapse for Peglar. I think we could give them a two more days of pulling before it's poor Henry Peglar's turn. No other reason than having previously established that there is a MUCH slower pace now (News is courtesy of Lt. Little) and they left Fitzjames' grave roughly 10 miles from Bridgens' last sighting . I propose the timeline to be thus: Peglar collapse on August 3rd and dies on August 10th. He didn't look like he had wasted away very long. Bridgens immediately leave the party, travel a couple of miles and lay down to die. Has he is seen going in the direction Golding came from (the Mutineer's camp, North), I assume that the Hospital camp is now further south than where the Peglar Skeleton was found.

Loocation 18 - It's Rat Meal Time (68.73, -97.99)

Date: August 3rd

Nighttime - None

Daylight - 19h 33 min

Twilight - 4h 27 min

Sunrise: 2:48 am Sunset: 10:21 pm

About the TIMING:

I suspect Hickey made Goodsir cut Billy the same day they pitched their tent, just to assure his dominance while so close to the Frankliners (6 miles out).

Cripse.... that would have been a 1 month old dead body to eat...

This gives us a location: (68.73, -97.99)

Now, the problem I am having is this... Night falls when Hodgson come to tell his little church story... There will be no dark sky until Mid to late August... so I am mostly going to believe that was only twilight.

Location 19 - Crozier Ambushed (68.67, -97.84)

Date: August 10th

Nighttime - None

Daylight - 18h21

Twilight - 5h 39 min

Sunrise: 3:23 am Sunset: 9:45 pm

About the TIMING:

Bridgens lays down to die the day Crozier is taken. I don't think he moved from there.

About the Location: Close to Hospital camp, by the shore.

NOW HERE'S A THING TO MAKE YOU CONFUSED:

Sophia Cracroft found snow in London in August 1848?

Blanky was still waiting for the Tuunbaq after they pitched tents for Hospital camp?

I think these two scenes are just out of order and for dramatic effect: Basically pitching the fate of Crozier failing to save anyone.

SO! Now that we know where 99 days of walking (April 27th (Location 12) to August 3rd (Location 16 - Hospital camp)), we can average the pace of the walk.

First, let's establish some distances:

About 100 miles, then! I would like to propose the following pace, to take account for the time passed and how tired the men would become. So this would be a decreasing pace and accounting for camping time due to weather (there should still be monstrous hail and blizzard until June), etc.

15 miles first miles at 3mph = 5 days

2 day of rest - 3 days of bad weather

20 miles at 2mph = 10 days

2 day of rest + 2 days of bad weather

25 miles at 1.5 mph = 20 days

3 days of rest + 3 days of bad weather

40 miles at 1mph = 40 days

3 days of bad weather + 6 days of rest

This would put Location 13 - Fitzjames Collapses 60 miles out of Location 12 (45 days travel time) around (68.94, -98.79), right next to Terror Bay :')

I'm also very happy that this would actually match the position of a camp and 2 graves from Halls and Schwatka's expedition! Sometimes I feel like I'm a genius but right now, I swear I'm just holding on for dear life...

and, if we assume that Hickey kept the pace with the Frankliners, this would put

Location 14 - Gibson's death 70 miles out of Location 11 (60 days travel time) around (68.860, -98.73)

Here's the summary Map for Ep 9:

Conclusion: Episode 9 was a mess and this is 12 hours of work...

Part 3 will be for Episode 10.

[monriatitans]

Ta-Da! List: Tuesday - 12/12

I have decided to make a “Ta-Da! List” every day! There won’t be TMI.

Don’t know what a “Ta-Da! List” is? To learn more, check out @adhdjesse‘s book Extra Focus here.

Dec. 11th, shared the 3 Stupidity Quotes to Bluesky

(throughout the day) made emails more manageable by deleting some while unsubscribing from email lists no longer necessary/wanted

added timestamps to the Dec. 10th LPSD Pilot video, and to the O&T blog post

added timestamps to the Dec. 8th LRSS by Carolyn Turgeon video, and to the O&T blog post

created a Feature Image/Thumbnail for and added timestamps to the Oct. 15th LRSS by Jennifer Emick & The Editors of Faerie Magazine O&T blog post and video

created a Feature Image/Thumbnail for and added timestamps to the Sep. 8th LRSS by Paddy Griffith & 3dtotal Publishing O&T blog post and video

created a Feature Image/Thumbnail for and added timestamps to the Sep. 10th LRSS by Josip Novakovich & Amy Morin O&T blog post and video

created a Feature Image/Thumbnail for and added timestamps to the Aug. 27th LRSS by William Spaniel & Mikki Kendall O&T blog post and video

created a “Let’s Play Some $#!7!” (LPSS) Feature Image template in a new design so multiple could be made; began creating one per game

created a thumbnail for the Aug. 20th LPSS – Octopath Traveler II video

created a Feature Image/Thumbnail for the Oct. 1st Canva Design Challenge O&T blog post and video

created a thumbnail for the Sep. 17th Canva Design Challenge video

added the already created Feature Image as a thumbnail to the Dec. 5th Canva Design Challenge video

created a thumbnail for the Jun. 4th LPSS – Boyfriend Dungeon video

created a thumbnail for the May 21st LPSS – Boyfriend Dungeon video

created a thumbnail for the May 14th LPSS – Boyfriend Dungeon video

created a thumbnail for the Apr. 30th LPSS – Othercide video

created a thumbnail for the Apr. 16th LPSS – Othercide video

created a thumbnail for the Apr. 2nd LPSS – Othercide video

created a thumbnail for the Mar. 12th LPSS – Othercide video

created a thumbnail for the Feb. 26th LPSS – Othercide video

created a thumbnail for the Feb. 12th LPSS – Othercide video

created a thumbnail for the Feb. 5th LPSS – Othercide video

created a thumbnail for the Jan. 22nd LPSS – Othercide video

created a thumbnail for the Jul. 23rd LPSS – Octopath Traveler II live video

Well, these are all the updates I had for today! Thank you for reading!

May every decision you make in the future be in *the spirit of fairness* and may the rest of your day *NOT go to $#!7*!

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[avengger-old]

who: @nxllsees​ when: december 22 where: diagon alley

Diagon Alley felt more like home than home did. Dove had fled her house once she deemed it appropriate and had started roaming the familiar street, with its cobbles, with the storefronts that she knew so well. She’d grown up here, too --- in the street where her mother’s inn was located. She’d skipped rope here, and had played hide and seek, and had bought her first sweets. It was nostalgia that washed over her, and it was a confusing thing; it wasn’t bad, per se, because it was a longing to a time long gone, a time she had accepted had passed. It was easier to handle than the longing for her father --- his passing was something still unaccepted.

As Dove moved through Diagon Alley, she only somewhat registered the faces that passed --- but when her gaze fell on Nell Dursley, she halted. Nell, was not a Knight, and Dove was quite sure that she wasn’t a Wraith, and that meant that she had piqued her interest. Dove wanted more non-affiliated people with the Erinyes, more people who had no ties to any of the already existing organisations at Hogwarts --- so there was no harm at all in sparking up a conversation. Dove moved over to the Ravenclaw. Maybe there was even something to be gained. “Hey Nell,” she said, a distant smile on her lips --- not too personable, because Dove never was. “Fancy seeing you here --- you okay?”

[avengger-old]

who: @isoldebell when: december 25 where: a bar in london

“Here’s to Christmas being over,” said Dove, raising her glass. She was glad, to be in the company of Isolde --- things seemed less complicated, with her. Maybe it was because Izzy seemed to share some of her coldness, or because Dove felt no anger or guilt towards her, unlike most of the people around her, or just because of who Izzy was. It felt as if she was able to breathe, for the first time in days. After clinking her glass, she took a sip, a victorious grin on her lips --- easier to play up her relief, to revel in it theatrically than to admit how exhausted she felt. “We made it.”

[avengger-old]

who: @buildmcup​ when: december 23, 2025 where: outside of the longbottom residence

Dove hated being home. She felt fragile, as if she might fall into pieces, shatter and break and melt. She’d allowed herself to cry, in an old stuffed animal that she’d hidden away years ago, once upon a time when she’d decided she was grown up now ( if only she had known, then ). She mostly didn’t cry, though --- she mostly just sat, in her room, hiding from all the people who needed her. The people she needed, too. Art books her comfort, as well as sudoku puzzles and the plans she was concocting like poisonous potions. She recited the names of those who’d done her wrong and vowed to hurt them, too.

She hardly knew that Charlotte was visiting until she heard her voice when she was in the bathroom. ( It could be that Fawn had said something, once, about her coming over, but Dove hardly registered anything these days, it seemed, her mind drowning in the promise of revenge, sweet and comforting. ) Dove suddenly craved her friend -- friend, it was a wonder she had any left -- or maybe just a face that didn’t belong to a family member. And so she lied in wait, trailing around the kitchen, the hallway, the living room, hoping to catch Char alone, for just a second. And once she did, she caught her wrist -- not too roughly, as subtly and softly as she could, only for a moment -- and met her eye. This was uncomfortable --- she should have greeted her earlier. They were friends, allies. “Hey,” she said. And then she did something that surprised her: she hugged Charlotte, arms holding on to something solid to the first time in days.

[avengger-old]

who: @hugoweaslley​ when: december 31, just past noon where: grimmauld place

It was a day for reflection. As the year came to a close, Dove couldn’t help but think about the past year --- the past two months, really, as they seemed to be the only ones to exist nowadays --- and it weighed heavy on her. Where most days, she felt anger, when she looked back, she now only felt fatigue and defeat. After having given James his present and having stayed as long as she had to be polite, she’d fled to the bathroom before leaving grimmauld place and facing the endless London streets. In there, she’d sat down on the closed toilet and cried. She didn’t like crying, didn’t like how out of control she felt, but she had to, sometimes. Sometimes she couldn’t keep the tears from spilling. She was tired. Tired of the holidays, of being home, of what life had become --- and she just had to take a moment and feel it. After that, she’d return to her fury. 

There was a knock on the door, and Dove startled. “Just a minute!” she called, getting up from the toilet seat. She splashed cold water in her face and flushed the toilet and blew her nose and tried to avoid her reflection. Dove opened the bathroom door and was immediately greeted by Hugo’s face. “Hugo ---,” she began. “I was just on my way out.”

[avengger-old]

who: @lavernaburke​ when: december 27 where: borgin & burke’s

Dove felt quite out of place in Knockturn Alley, if she were honest. She was glad for her cloak and its thick, dark hood, in which she could hide her face from unwanted recognition, as she moved through the street. Something was swirling in her stomach -- nervousness or excitement, she wasn’t sure. At least she had a goal. She quickened her pace, looking for Borgin and Burke’s, finding the shop soon enough. After batting away a strange hand, she moved inside the door, closing the door softly. She wished she had that damn invisbility cloak, now.

If she had felt out of place outside, she felt it even more now. Eyes darted around the dark store, and she was unable to make sense of most of the things she saw. Dove pulled at her hood, hiding her face more, started moving around. A scary thought entered her mind: you’re out of your fucking depth, here. How could she know what things would be of use? She’d prefer not to ask, to get the things she needed, pay, and leave --- but there were no descriptions near the objects, and she was lost. Dove hesitated. Swallowed. Remembered her goal. She moved to the counter, and said in the most assured voice she could manage: “I need some help.”

[avengger-old]

who: @persephhones​ when: january 3rd where: a coffeeshop in muggle london

In a surprising turn of events, Persephone Toots-Hookum had left the Knights. Dove would be lying if she claimed not to be surprised --- she had been, initially, but soon decided that it made sense. Persephone, after all, was good. For her to stay with a band of murderers ( murderers of someone good, not killers of Wraiths or those that deserved it ), made no sense, none at all. So now the Knights had lost one of their biggest players, and Dove reveled in it. Maybe she shouldn’t --- a loss for the Knights was a loss for Fawn, after all, but she’d given up caring about what she should and shouldn’t do. She just did. She just felt. 

Once she’d learned of Persephone’s departure, it had not taken long for her to decide she wanted her. She and Seph had always worked well together --- both thinkers, one more empathetic, the other more pragmatic. Balance. She hated to admit it, but the Erinyes could use some balance. Besides, it’d be incredibly satisfying to have Persephone join her, like a kick in the face to her former siblings at arms. And so she’d owled her. Asked her to meet. Tried to ignore the fact that Persephone had once been a friend, too, not just a potential ally. This wasn’t about her pride --- this was about making the Erinyes stronger. This was about increasing their potential. Just business. Just revenge. 

And yet, as she sat in the muggle coffeeshop where they had decided to meet, her fingers wrapped around a double espresso, Dove felt something close to nervousness. Her usual way of dealing with such an emotion was to turn it into rage -- but she was trying to keep her anger to a low simmer, today. If she let it loose, she might unleash it all on Seph, and that would lead to nothing. And so she was just nervous, nails tapping against her cup, waiting for her former friend to show, unsure of what she would do once she saw her face.

[waterfallswords]

;

Egil has no idea why his brothers seem intent on finding humor in this situation. Can't they see how angry he is? How hurt he is!? How betrayed he has been by Loki, who only seems to jest and jeer as if this is a fun game. "Both of you shut up!" Egil snaps through the air at Thorin and Loki, determined that there must be a weakness he can take advantage of since Loki dodges the oncoming attacks with too much ease. "Stand still! You look like a dancing fool!" Egil shouts, his frustrations becoming more evident as his starts swinging his blade in a frenzy with no strategy whatsoever. It doesn't help when Thorin fires a compliment to Loki, Egil pulling away with a roll of eyes. "The tree-fairy knows nothing, it's why nobody listens to him." he says bitterly.

And then Loki gloats in his face about Esje, causing a loud and angered groan to emit from Egil's lungs as he flies toward his brother again. "I have known her the same amount of time as you!" he insists, meeting his blade to Loki's in another thunderous crash. "If you are not sorry then I will kill you." is added quickly and confidently, just seconds before Thorin's boot connects harshly against his back and sends Egil and Loki tumbling together. Only stopped by the fact both their blades press against one another's throat. Eye to eye now, Egil scowls. "No! I do not want you to die with honor as I never want to see you for a moment in Valhalla!" he announces the bold and untrue claim with full conviction, struggling against Loki's strength with the full attempt of piercing skin with the edge of his blade. @secrettyrant

Thorin is quite comfortable against his tree. His arms cross languidly at his middle and he leans a shoulder to the bark with his eyes bouncing between his battling brothers with a contemplative expression. He wishes the other brothers were here to witness the spectacle, because he was right. It was going to end badly and Thorin thinks this might be where Loki dies. But he still isn't moving in to separate the two youngest. "I won't shut up because I'm helping you." he quips in return to Loki before another comment flies from Egil. "You obviously are not aware that you lost her because you fight your own brother for her."

Thorin barely even blinks as the two crash at each other again, his hand only raising to his mouth so he can chew the dirt from under his nails. "Your footwork, Loki. It's a mess." he points out as he still treats the erupting moment as a lesson in combat. And right now, Egil's powerful surge of emotions make the baby brother seem rather promising as emerging victorious. Thorin scoffs loudly though to the claim Egil makes, the typical Jansen bravado making his eyes roll whenever it's not from his own mouth. "Loki has always been more charming with the women, Egil. Just face it, between you and him it was always going to be him. I do not think Loki counted on falling in love with her himself, though." he's unsure and uncaring if the commentary helps but he says it regardless, wincing slightly at a close call when the brothers struggle a little closer to him. His leg extends, kicking against Egil's back to send them both toward the clearing once more. "I have already agreed that you should say sorry Loki. It is only fair. An apology for fucking the woman Egil is in love with...until he sees another." @rviner

[waterfallswords]

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Anger and jealousy intertwine within Egil as he lashes toward his brother. "Yes, Esje! Who else could I mean!?" he shouts at Loki, coarse and loud over the noise of clattering metal as their blades meet. He then grapples with the relentless effort of Loki trying to disarm him and Thorin's words travel overhead, stirring the pot as usual and making Egil roar out in annoyance. "I am well aware that I lost her, Thorin!" he states the obvious but with a furious shout, struggling with Loki as he attempts to strike back. The statements are met with an annoyed scoff, Egil ducking away from certain death as Loki's sword swings at him and he strikes back with his own. "That is not true. I spoke to her, we're friends! And if the humans never reached us, she would have been with me!" Egil's passionate voice flies loudly as he pulls away from his brother in the same moment to take the pause for his breath. But, he waves the blade in his hand as a warning as he points it to Loki. And his brother's direct statement makes him yell in a grit noise with the knowledge that he's already laid with Esje. "Shut up! I hate you! I will never forgive you for this!" it's a dramatic claim but Egil means every word before he rushes Loki again, colliding in a long shout with his brother as he ambushes him again. "Unless you say sorry!" @secrettyrant

The only statement Thorin can make in regards to the lack of bear or the Goddess taming it... is that...obviously, his brothers are unworthy to know or see the truth. It was a gift only bestowed to him and Skoll, as they are far more trustworthy. The Gods smile upon them instead of Loki or Egil. And now, Thorin joins their training simply by patrolling around their formation and giving gallant instructions. He doesn't notice the shift of energy, not one bit. Thorin only decides that Egil is really putting his Jansen-ussy into the hits against Loki. "Okay, that was...good!" he remarks in surprise, laughing. "It is almost as if you are in a real battle, Egil!" Thorin declares proudly, waving for Loki's attention. "He is putting you to shame, fight harder." he snaps then, clicking his fingers like a demanding Lord.

Even when Egil draws blood, Thorin is giving the baby brother a round of applause until the words hurled draw the clapping of his hands to a slow close. "Oh." he stops his steps to lean against a tree, watching in amusement at the unfolding madness as it erupts. He was wondering when Egil would hear the same things he has, about breakfast being rather entertaining for a number of wolves to the backdrop of desperate noises of pleasure. "You should say sorry, Loki." he says diplomatically above the ruckus of the commotion, but still not stepping any closer to pull them away from one another. "But Egil, you must know it is pointless to fight for a woman already lost." he shares his wisdom to the youngest, and is still not helping end this fight. "From what I heard, I do not think Esje will...come for you." he fights the grin on his face, blinking as Egil declares death on Loki. "Loki. Don't let him talk to you like that."