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Welsh Arthuriana: The Sons of Caw

A tale of King Arthur in drag, horribly unwise schadenfreude, and this big rock in the town of Ruthin

(This is an amalgamated retelling of several versions of the story from the 11th to the 16th centuries. Historical notes at the end.)

Arthur was king over the Britons in the south, and Caw the giant was king over the Picts in the north. Caw had twenty-three sons, among them the great warrior Hueil and the great writer Gildas.

Arthur, meanwhile, had almost as many lovers as Caw had sons. One day Hueil hit it off with one of Arthur's mistresses, and they snuck off to hook up. Arthur snuck up to spy on the pair, but they noticed him.

They attacked each other, and though it was a fierce fight Hueil won, stabbing Arthur in the knee. With blood spilled, tempers cooled and they all made peace. Arthur was like look, man, let's put this all behind us, I'll be mature, I won't take revenge, on one condition: Never give me shit about this. No "hey remember the time I kicked your ass", no "hey check out this guy walking funny, I wonder what happened to his leg", no nothing, okay?

For a while, there was peace, but Arthur always walked with a slight limp after that. One day he was in Ruthin in Gwynedd, dressed as a woman in order to hit on a bunch of other girls, and oh boy we do not have time to try and unpack that one here. Hueil came by and saw the ladies dancing together, and apparently Arthur passed pretty well, because Hueil only recognised him on account of the slight limp. And he knew, he knew what he had promised, but he just couldn't help himself:

"You'd be dancing all right if it wasn't for the knee!"

And lo, Arthur lost his shit, for lo, Hueil had fucked around, and now he would find out. Arthur dragged him to a big rock in the middle of town and cut his head clean off. And the rock has been called Maen Huail ever since.

When Hueil's brother Gildas heard about this, he was distraught. He took all of the books he had written in praise of Arthur, and threw them into the sea. And from that day forward, not once would the name of Arthur be found in the works of that great scribe.

So, the history

The real Gildas was a monk who probably lived in the 6th century and is our only near-contemporary source for the immediate post-Roman period in Britain. There are multiple traditions about his family, but a connection to Pictish royalty seems unlikely. This story is attempting to explain why, despite writing about the battle of Badon happening within his lifetime--supposedly Arthur's most famous victory--Gildas never mentions Arthur. The real reason is, of course, that Arthur as we know him didn't exist, and was a fictional character probably invented well after Gildas' time.

The earliest versions of the story just mention conflict between Arthur and Hueil/Huail, that usually ends in the death of the latter. Culhwch and Olwen has the person Hueil stabbed be his own nephew, and for whatever reason Arthur took a disliking to this. The idea that this explains the lack of Arthur in Gildas appears in the late 12th century, recorded by Gerald of Wales. All of these firmly locate Caw's family in "Prydyn" (Pictland/Scotland) (not to be confused with "Prydein", Britain as a whole)

Later folklore, collected by Elis Gruffydd circa 1530, localises the entire story to Gwynedd in north Wales, with Caw being a chieftan there, and this version is where the trysts and mistresses and crossdressing come from. I split the difference by keeping the Pictish origin but having Hueil just visit Wales, but I do want to clarify these are different versions in the actual medieval source material.

(Oh, also Caw being a giant might be a misreading over the years of his name as "Gawr", "big", often used as an epithet for Welsh giants)

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Elias Lewyth Character Interview

Did a little character interview with my OC Elias Lewyth from one of my original WIPs that I’ll be working on this NaNoWriMo. This was so much fun to do!

What is your idea of perfect happiness? A safe home, a happy family, and the time to spend with them. The opposite of what I had growing up.

What is your greatest fear? Rejection. I fear that one day, I’ll be left alone with no one to rely on. I can see that happening soon, if I’m honest.

Which living person do you most admire? As much as I loathe to admit it, I’ve always admired Charles for his outlook on life. I envy his carefree attitude immensely for it.

What is your current state of mind? Some might see it as depressed or negative. I see myself as pragmatic.

What do you consider the most overrated virtue? My intelligence. I often tire of being asked to come up with plans or handling the family finances.

What does you consider to be your best physical characteristic? My mother always told me my eyes were my best trait. Perhaps them, then?

What does you consider to be your worst physical characteristic? My physical weakness and face are among them. I have no love for my physical appearance.

On what occasions do you lie? When it gives myself or my constituents the upper hand.

Which words or phrases do you most overuse? Charles often teases me for saying “Llyr’s spear” when I’m startled or “Taliesin’s quill” when I’m amazed. They were phrases my mother used as I was growing up, so I took to saying them as well.

What or who is the greatest love of your life? There was a girl in my teenage years at Ruthin School. She… never acknowledged my existence outside of a few greetings in group settings.

When and where were you happiest? There’s a private lake on our property where Callum took me fishing. I was horrible at it, but it was a wonderful bonding experience.

Which talent would you most like to have? Dancing. It’s silly, I know. But my younger siblings love to dance, and have often asked me to. I know nothing of the activity, but if it makes then happy, I want to do it. I’m quite horrific at it, unfortunately.

If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? Just one? Perhaps my physical strength, then.

Where would you most like to live? Wales will always hold a special place in my heart. Perhaps on the northwestern end.

What is your most treasured possession? My brother Callum gifted me a pair of cufflinks before he passed. I hardly ever wear them, but if I lost them, I would be distraught.

What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery? I do not make an attempt to remember moments of misery. I do remember Callum’s death hit me harder than it did most of my family.

What is your favorite occupation? I was a library assistant during my years at Oxford. It was the most peaceful time of my life. I miss those days, sometimes immensely.

What are your favorite names? This is a strange question. Do you mean for my future children? I’ve always been fond of Alice, Breanne, or Meredith for girls. Dylan, Griffith, and Madoc are some of the masculine names I’ve preferred over the years.

What is it that you most dislike? This is a rather broad question. I generally dislike chaos. It makes it difficult to plan and account for discrepancies. But I also very much dislike having more information than necessary. This leads to overcomplicating things in the long run, which is never good to deal with.

What is your greatest regret? I regret not standing up for myself against my father.

How would you like to die? Surrounded by family. Preferably of old age.

What is your motto? I don’t know if I have a specific motto. The Lewyth family motto is “Power in Prestige” or “Potestate in Auctoritas”, though I heavily disagree with the mindset behind it.

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Monday 21 September 1835

7 ¼

11 50

No kiss Sent off George with my note written last night to ‘Messrs. Parker and Adam solicitors H-x’ with my letter also written last night to ‘Messrs. Rundell and Bridge Ludgate hill London post paid’ - very fine morning F57°at 8 at which hour went out had Charles H- out ½ hour in the new farmyard and about - with Booth explaining about backing up Adney bridge etc - borrowed a light cart of Mark Hepworth and one of his horses instead of Ruthin so that the old mare with this help could get us out the remainder of the clay from the new farmyard dunghill stead - had Mr Husband - breakfast at 9 in about ½ hour - then till 10 20 at accounts - settled with George etc - then out again - gave directions to Mark Hepworth about the carting stuff from Northgate - in the new farmyard etc took leave of my aunt and father - dressed and ready at 2 - A- and I off to York at 2 ½ - stopt a minute or 2 in Leeds at gates’s commercial street about the lamp glasses - got out for 5 minutes at the ½ way house (Fox) between Leeds and Tadcaster stopt a minute or 2 at Cattle and Barber’s and alighted at the George Inn York at 9 ¾ - tea - I lay sleeping on the sofa while A- was busy reading old wills till 10 50 - fine day - F64 1/2° in our bedroom at 11 ½ pm

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Anne and Aunt Anne find the lakes beautifully grand but Caradoc stumbles and falls at Kirkstone.  They pot some excellent char, hereabouts.

1824

August Monday 2

5 3/4 

1 25/60

Off from Pooley bridge at 7 and stopt at Patterdale a minute or 2 before 9 — beautiful drive the lake (Ullswater) winds beautifully the mountains very fine thrown together — clustered together around the head of the lake — Hallsteads, Mr. Marshall’s (vide Otley’s guide page 72) the largest and best looking lake-house (excluding perhaps on Windemere) we have seen — the grounds very prettily laid out — took a little stroll to the church — a fine old yew tree in the church yard — a poorish sort of quiet village — breakfast at 9 1/2 — good bread and butter and milk — most excellent potted char of which I ate a great deal — they pot a great deal —  get the fish best at this time of year — quite different from the account we heard at Bowness and Scale hill — the fish very good, but rather smaller in this lake than the others — Mr. William Vernon and his bride have been here and ordered a couple of 1/2 guinea pots for the archbishop which are just going off — off from Patterdale at 11 ¼ — the 1st 3 miles pretty fair road — the rest tremendously hilly — 3 miles of steep ascent to the top of Kirkstone —narrow road precipice on our right, and no fence, for a great part of the way —  rough and stony, indeed were it smooth, the horses could not keep on their feet — great many gates — the gateways so narrow as only just to admit the carriage — not far from the bottom of Kirkstone there not being room for George to hold the gate open, Caradoc got up a heap of rock and stones, and came down upon his knees and broad side and rolled off George — luckily neither were at all hurt — my aunt frightened — after this from 12 1/2  to 1 10/60 I got out, and George led the little horse (the hack in the gig this stage) up to the top of the hill and I led Caradoc — magnificent mountain scenery — the dale very narrow — the river Eamont at our feet — but such a tremendous carriage road I never beheld — that terrible hill in the old road from Llangollen to Ruthin in 1821, was not to be compared with it — never shall we forget Patterdale — about 6 miles to the top of Kirkstone — there about 4 of steep descent up. Ambleside present fine views of Windemere and Coniston water (which, by the way, are for a considerable while so seen as to appear like 2 small lakes one behind the other) and the surrounding mountain scenery which is beautifully grand at the head of Windermere — this is the lake for livable beauty — and we prefer it to all the rest — Ullswater comes next with my aunt — the retired pastoral beauty of the lake and village of Grasmere please me, or the magnificent beauty of Derwentwater — but the head of Ullswater — the pile of huge mountains hurled together is magnificently grand — but the scenery about here, Ambleside, perhaps better unites beauty with sublimity than anything we have seen hereabouts except the vale of Keswick — on arriving at Pooley bridge last night, we thought it such an ale-house sort of place we longed to have gone forwards to Patterdale — on arriving there this morn[in]g and seeing the house smaller and worse than that at Pooley (we had to enter thro,’ tho’ not exactly the cooking kitchen, the room where the men servants breakfasted) we were satisfied with our quarters last night — Tremendous as is the pass over Kirkstone for carriages, it is the high road from here — Ambleside to Penrith — got here in 3 1/4  hours at 2 1/2 — so sleepy, could hardly keep my eyes open — ordered dinner and beds — the house so full, only one double bedded room for us — a gentle and little boy his son left us the little parlour upstairs we had before — Slept from about 2 3/4  to 4 3/4 —then looking at the road back etc. — fixing our route home from Lancaster — Dinner at 6 40/60 — roast leg of lamb very good — boiled chicken with white sauce — good potatoes and cauliflower and gooseberry tart — very good dinner — pint of port wine — not good — made negus of it after drinking one wine glass each at dinner — Never tasted such wine at any Inn as that on Saturday at Penrith, except at Chester in 1821 — In the evening wrote the last 26 1/2 lines — and settled the accounts of the day — and wrote the marginal index from last Thursday up to tonight all which took me till 10 35/60 — Fine day till between 5 and 6, then a couple of hours rain — very thick this morning on the tops of the mountains — my aunt got a little cold yesterday in going to church, and could scarce stir this morning — she is rather better now tho’ from her feelings of pain, auguring a change of weather — she went to bed at 10 — our little room made into my dressing room.

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1822 Thursday 18 July

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At 8 1/4 my aunt and I set off (a cunning little girl our guide - picked her up in the village) to see the cataract Rhiader Mawr - the girl pronounced Rhiader as tho’ pronounced adder - going and returning took us 1 49/60 hour rained all the time more or less, but gentle and not so as to wet one much - my aunt thought the cataract not worth the trouble we had had -

Breakfasted - the milk in the house all sour - desired the waiter to get some elsewhere - no body kept any cows or even goats and no milk to be had - sent for the mistress (Mrs Lewis) she was very civil said it was a shame to live in the country and have no milk, and she sent somewhere, borrowed a pint, and I had at last caffée au lait as usual, and a good breakfast - In paying the bill they gave me in change 2 Irish tenpennys, but valued them at only 9d. - I gave the waiter 1 of these and 2d., and the chamber the other (i.e. 9d.) not giving her anything for my bed, because the sheets were certainly not clean of which I took care to tell both her and her mistress - As they told we could get nothing for the horses at the slate quarries, we took 2 feeds of corn (16d.) with us wrapt up in the plaid - the clouds looked very threatening -

Left Aber at 11 10/60, and in 1 1/2 hour at 12 40/60, on account of a heavy shower, stopt a neat looking small house by the wayside (Mr Jones’s the Tin y Mis Inn, as the chamber maid spelt it, 7 miles from Bangor and 8 from Capel Curig) - Detained here 1 1/2 hour it rained almost all the while, and, besides, Percy had his near hind shoe fastened on - the vale of Nant Frangon began about a mile from Tin y Mis Inn with the slate quarries - drove forwards about 3 1/2 miles to within 4 or 5 miles of Capel Curig, a good way beyond the end of Ogwen pool - the scenery, the tremendous mountains on each side all the way, particularly bordering the lake, sublime and savagely grand - It was aobut 3 hours from our leaving Tin y Mis to our going into the slate quarry which we entered at 4 1/4 and staid 1/2 hour - it rained very heavily all the while and afterwards till we got back to Llandegai (2 miles from here, Bangor) where we turned to our left this morning to Nant Frangon - we turned off to the slate quarries to the left as we returned from Ogwen pool at the last turnpike before Llandegai - owing to some men standing by we took a round in going and were 20 minutes from the high road to the quarries we returned a nearer way in 10 minutes -

The quarries very well worth seeing - shewn us by an overlooker John Hughes, a better sort of workman allowed allowed 14/. a week - 9 hundred and 2 or 3 men employed in all the quarries (belonging now to Mr Pennant who succeeded to the estates of the late Lord Penrhyn, and who, Evan JOnes the Snowdon guide told us had 28,000 a year clearing 18,000 by the quarries) - we saw the largest quarry 450 men employed in it - they were pulling down huge masses of slate with ropes - or rather the ropes were fastened to or about the rock for the men to climb up by, and split or rend off the masses with large iron wedges - others were blasting the rock with gunpowder - this so lacerates the rock, they only do it when other means fail - we went thro’ a longish tunnel from one quarrry to another 60 yards deep - slates different sizes - the largest £7 a thousand delivered at Port Penrhyn (close to Bangor) the smallest 4/6 a thousand - good workmen can earn about £2 a month - each one pays 4/. a month towards clearing away the waste made in getting and dressing the slates - and what more is required is paid by Mr Pennant - the refuse is carted out along the side of the hill, and has a striking effect (like so many pit-hills as we call them) at a distance # - 

We particularly admired the small scattered town and very neat looking church of Llandegai, and should have liked to visit Penrhyn castle at a short distance from it on the right, going from Conwy to Bangor had we had time etc - The castle is approached from Llandegai by a fine gothic gateway under a handsome dog-toothed Saxon church like arch - this, however, struck me as rather inconsistent with a regular castle gate - not yet quite finished - Got out at the Castle Inn, Bangor (at the back of the cathedral) at 6 - Drove down to the bishop’s palace (I suppose it is) at first, and thence directed to the castle - It is the best Inn in the place, but bad enough and dirty enough - quite full - 2 very small hot uncomfortable looking rooms at the top of the house - and a sitting room on the left of the entrance on the ground floor next the street - and even about this we had some difficulty, finding other company when we returned from the Cathedral, and obliged to civilly turn them out, tho’ here before us - A reverend Mr and his daughter Miss Jones from Ruthin -

Walked out before dinner - a very poor little town, and very paltry Cathedral - A great long sword upon a flat table in a niche bespoke the tomb of Owen Glendwr - Suspecting that we ought to have gone to the Penrhyn arms at Port Penrhyn, close upon Bangor, perhaps 1/2 mile off, - I walked to see and be convinced - this is a dirty bustling coach-house - Perhaps Bangor ferry would have suited us much better; but Mr William Henry Rawson said “avoid Bangor ferry” - we shall see it tomorrow - I wish I had not minded this - however, we mean to be off at 7 in the morning and breakfast at the hotel at Caernarvon - we had mullet to dinner (sat down at 7 1/2) well dressed and good - a large too-short-a-time-kept leg of mutton, and a goodish currant tart (pie) - settled the accounts and wrote this journal of today after dinner - It seems to have been fair all the evening - Finished this at 10 1/2 and then went upstairs to bed -

# In returning just as we passed the bridge from the quarries and got back to the turnpike close to it, a flash of vivid lightening came across us immediately followed by a loud peal of thunder, and the rain which had begun just before we got to the quarries, continued till within a couple of miles of Bangor

Reference: SH:7/ML/E/6/0027 - SH:7/ML/E/6/0028

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TAGGED BY:  @murasaki-no-gomi !

TAGGING: @kitsudoki, @lil-miss-romano, @hxartbrxaker, uhhhhhh! anyone who wants to do this!

* GETTING  TO  KNOW  THE  MUN :

NAME : ruth

NICKNAME : rude, ruthinator, ru, literally anything

FACECLAIM : used to be kofuku from noragami, now hifumi takimoto from new game!

PRONOUNS : she/her

HEIGHT : 5'6"

BIRTHDAY :  sep 23

AESTHETIC : space!!! ocean!!!!!! idk enough abt aesthetics to further elaboratE

LAST  SONG  YOU  LISTENED  TO : spring thunder by kenshi yonezu

FAVOURITE  MUSE (S)  YOU’VE  WRITTEN : konoha & haruka kokonose from kagepro, the nerd on this blog

* GETTING  TO  KNOW  THE  ACCOUNT :

WHAT  INSPIRED  YOU  TO  TAKE  ON  THIS  MUSE :

kara was my fave after ichi at first, but after s1ep5 he almost immediately bumped up to 1st place lol,,,,, uhhh i actually.. i think? talkin to my gud bud kitsudoki abt shipping kara & ayano??? was what REALLY pushed me to make this blog im sOooO ayakara is gr8 yall pls ask me abt it

WHAT  ARE  YOUR  FAVOURITE  ASPECTS  OF  YOUR  CURRENT  MUSE :

theres,, a lot of things abt kara that i like, regrettably , but the biggest is just. how easy it is to project onto him! lots of identity problems, struggling with Feelings™, tight sibling relationships, etc. i could seriously write an essay if i explained it all, but hes a very relatable character for me. i also like how easily manipulated he is lolllll, unhealthy fictional relationships of any type are my fave 👌

WHAT’S  YOUR  BIGGEST  INSPIRATION  WHEN  IT  COMES  TO  WRITING :

i want to build relationships!!!!! i want to see how friendly kara can get with people outside of his family, bc he and all the other matsus are.. very cut off from the outside world lol. tho i do Love family bonding too!!!! i could talk all day abt choukeimatsu, for example :0 plus its just fun making friends here ❤️

FAVOURITE  TYPES  OF  THREADS :

definitely angst, its where i feel most comfortable writing out karas thoughts and intentions lol. that doesnt work well with crack threads, and i feel bad for writing so much in normal threads toO.. and then romance is hard for me to write continually bc i hav 0% experience LOL. so angst is easiest & the most fun!

BIGGEST  STRUGGLE  IN  REGARDS  TO  YOUR  CURRENT  MUSE :

theres two tbh! theres this doramatsu cd where hes way too scared to actually go talk to his "karamatsu girls" lol. i tend to tone down how scared he is of speaking to strangers for the sake of interaction, but i worry if i portray him as too comfortable doing so. other than that, its how he talks.. he started talkin much more in s2 but in s1 he generally just shot off one-liners—he barely contributed to conversations between all the matsus too. my kara talks way too much;; he doesnt speak the way i write him to either, but its become such a habit that i dunno how to stop! he also likes metaphors, which i have trouble with to begin with, so i omit those in my portrayal as well. writing painfulness accurately is hard!!!

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