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dandelion-jester · 4 months ago
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Sedric getting to fucking murder a man as like a metaphor for him finally killing his love for Hest and belief in Hest. Sedric feeling true and simple love from Relpda and realising that Hest didn't love him. Putting his hate and grief into the hatchet swing. The comparison between the way Jes gripped him in the fight and how Hest would treat him. I'm going crazy.
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chloristoflora · 2 years ago
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"We fought. I hit him with the hatchet."
"And I ate him." There was satisfaction in Relpda's quiet rumble.
The copper distracted Carson completely from what Sedric had said. His head swiveled to face her. "You ate him? You ate Jess?" He was incredulous.
"It's what dragons do," she replied defensively. Sedric's own words, coming out of her mouth.
Sedric found himself justifying it. "Jess wanted me to help him trick her into keeping still while he killed her. I wouldn't. So he stabbed her with a spear and then came after me. Carson, he was going to kill her and cut her up and sell her. And he didn't care if he had to kill me first to do it."
The hunter's head swiveled back to regard Sedric skeptically. His eyes wandered over Sedric, his bruised face and battered condition, assigning new meaning to what he saw. Sedric felt his muscles tighten as he faced that gaze, fearing that soon it would turn to judgment and condemnation. Instead, he saw disbelief slowly become admiring amazement.
"Jess was one of the nastiest fellows I'd ever had to work alongside. He had a reputation for being a dirty fighter, the kind who didn't stop even after the other fellow was willing to give in. And you stood up to him for your dragon?" He glanced over at Relpda. Nothing remained of the elk carcass. She'd eaten it all.
"I had to," Sedric said quietly.
"And you won?"
Sedric just looked at him. "I'm not sure I'd describe it as winning."
The comment surprised a guffaw out of Carson. Then Relpda intruded.
"And I ate him. Sedric fed him to me." She seemed to savor the memory.
Dragon Haven, by Robin Hobb (Rain Wild Chronicles #2)
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kevin-sedai · 1 year ago
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Relpda is flying over Kelsingra!🤎🤎🤎
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jewishdainix · 1 year ago
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Look there!” Mercor said, and Alise stared in horror. The copper dragon’s muddy belly was studded with snake tails. There were at least a dozen, the exposed stubs twitching and writhing because their victim had been moved. Sylve covered her mouth with both her hands and stepped back. She rocked her head from side to side and spoke breathlessly through her fingers.
Ojhhhhhh eewwwwww ahhhhhh
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roostercrowned · 6 days ago
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RotE characters I really need to draw:
KETTRICKEN (what the fuck)
Patience (and Lacey)
Hod
Bee
Relpda
Nighteyes
Ilistore
Nettle
Riddle
Prilkop
too many good characters! too many...
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kitausu · 9 months ago
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Sedric continues to kind of annoy me but gosh I love that both Carson and Relpda are like: "This is my weird twink and I LOVE HIM so shut up about him!!!!"
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foolish-fitz · 1 year ago
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List of Dragons Who Aren’t Massive Brats:
Heeby
Relpda
Mercor (the only one who got shit done)
That one who really loved their Elderling's child and took really good care of it but they were in like 2 sentences of FQ so I don't remember their name
Rapskal and Heeby are actually really cute together. Finally, a dragon who isn’t a massive brat
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blackandwhitemotley · 4 years ago
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Parallel: animal companions + stopping their humans from killing themselves
Smithy & Fitz
With a singleness of purpose, I began to make my way towards the low wall. I thought that I could drag myself up onto a bench, and from there to the top of the wall. And from there. Down. End it.
It was a long journey, in the cold and the dark. Somewhere I could hear a whimpering, and I despised myself for that, too. But as I scraped myself along, it grew, as a spark in the distance becomes a fire as one approaches. It refused to be ignored. It grew louder in my mind, a whining against my fate, a tiny voice of resistance that forbade that I should die, that denied my failure. It was warmth and light, too, and it grew stronger and stronger as I tried to find its source.
I stopped.
I lay still.
It was inside me. The more I sought it, the stronger it grew. It loved me. Loved me even if I couldn’t, wouldn’t, didn’t love myself. Loved me even if I hated it. It set its tiny teeth in my soul and braced and held so that I couldn’t crawl any further. And when I tried, a howl of despair burst from it, searing me, forbidding me to break so sacred a trust.
It was Smithy.
He cried with my pains, physical and mental. And when I stopped struggling toward the wall, he went into a paroxysm of joy, a celebration of triumph for us. And all I could do to reward him was to lie still and no longer attempt to destroy myself. And he assured me it was enough, it was a plenitude, it was a joy. I closed my eyes.
— Assassin’s Apprentice (Robin Hobb)
Relpda & Sedric
No. There was nothing to go back to. Nothing at all.
His spirits sank and gloom closed in all around him. Even the room seemed to become darker. He closed his eyes and wondered how much courage it would take for him to end it. Once he had imagined he could throw himself into the water and drown, that once that decision had been undertaken, it would be irrevocable. Well, he knew better now. Once in the water he would struggle. Whether he willed it or not, he would shout for help.
And I would come to save you. Again.
As the thought entered his mind, a warm feeling suffused him. Comfort and contentment, without reason, rose up and permeated him as if he were an earthenware mug filling up with hot tea. He struggled briefly, trying to find his way back to his misery. And then, like a flame claiming a wick and sending forth life, he suddenly wondered why he was holding so tightly to that misery. He let go again. His dragon’s affection filled him and warmed him and crowded out the pain that had been there.
There. You see? We’re going to be all right. Both of us.
— Dragon Haven (Robin Hobb)
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vvrgo · 4 years ago
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Relpda absolutely adores little baby Meldar and you cannot convince me otherwise.
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sevendutchies · 4 years ago
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Can you feel it when I care about you?
Sometimes. Her reply was guarded. I know it’s not real, sometimes. But kind words, pretty words, feel good even if not real. Like remembering food when hungry.
—Robin Hobb, Dragon Haven
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chloristoflora · 2 years ago
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She swam with all her energy now, but it would avail her nothing. No hope for her and very little for him.
Not save me?
"We'll try. I don't know how, but we'll try."
For an extended moment, he felt her absence from his mind. He became aware of how his skin stung, how her teeth dug into him. His aching muscles shrieked at him, and cold both numbed and burned him. Then she came back, bringing her warmth and pushing his misery aside.
Can save you, she announced.
Affection he could feel enfolded him. Why? he wondered. Why did she care about him?
Less lonely. You make sense of world. Talk to me. Her warmth wrapped him.
Sedric drew breath. All his life, he'd been aware that people loved him. His parents loved him. Hest had loved him, he thought. Alise did. He'd known of love and accepted that it existed for him. But never before had he actually felt love as a physical sensation that emanated from another creature and warmed and comforted him. It was incredible. A slow thought came to him.
Can you feel it when I care about you?
Sometimes. Her reply was guarded. I know it's not real, sometimes. But kind words, pretty words, feel good even if not real. Like remembering food when hungry.
Sudden shame flooded him. He took a slow breath and opened his gratitude to her. He let his thanks flow out of him, that she forgave him for taking her blood, that she had saved him, that she would continue to struggle on his behalf when he could not offer her definite hope of sanctuary.
As if he had poured oil on a fire, her warmth and regard for him grew. He actually felt his body physically warm, and suddenly her dogged one-two, one-two paddling grew stronger. Together they just might survive. Both of them.
For the first time in many years, he closed his eyes and breathed a heartfelt prayer to Sa.
Dragon Haven, by Robin Hobb (Rain Wild Chronicles #2)
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kevin-sedai · 1 year ago
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"'And I would come to save you. Again.'
As the thought filled his mind, a warm feeling suffused him. Comfort and contentment, without reason, rose up and filled him as if he were an earthenware mug filling up with hot tea. He struggled briefly, trying to find his way back to his misery. And then, like a flame claiming a wick and sending forth life, he suddenly wondered why he was holding so tightly to that misery. He let go again. His dragon's affection filled him and warmed him and crowded out the pain that had been there.
'There. You see? We're going to be all right. Both of us.'"
-Dragon Haven, Robin Hobb
🥺🥺🥺Ma'am
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smalltownfae · 5 years ago
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Inktober 2019: Day 12 - Dragon
I decided to draw Relpda from the Rain Wild Chronicles by Robin Hobb because she is the cutest dragon and I love the keeper/dragon dynamic of Relpda and Sedric.
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jewishdainix · 1 year ago
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Carson’s lips were gentle but demanding. When he broke the kiss, Sedric discovered that Carson had gathered him into his arms, holding him with strength but not cruelty. Cradling him against him. Something in him broke. He lowered his face to the rough fabric of Carson’s shirt and wept. Sobs rose out of him and broke him. He cried for all the things he’d thought he’d had but had never possessed. Wept for what he’d let Hest make him, how he’d deceived Alise, for what he’d thought of doing to Relpda. He cried because it was suddenly safe to do so. The hunter said nothing. He didn’t move other than to pull him closer. As the last tears finally left him, Sedric felt the dragon’s affection surround him.
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elderling-magic · 6 years ago
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Help me! Slipping. Help. Not do wood, Help ME!
‘I’m trying to. I’m building something for you, something you can get onto.’
Anger made her thrash both tails and wings, nearly knocking him into the water. ‘Help now! Build later!’
‘Relpda, I have to build first, then help.’
‘NO!’
- Dragon Haven (Rain Wild Chronicles) by Robin Hobb
I love them! My favourite dragon and keeper interactions.
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kitausu · 9 months ago
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Okay the Sedric / Relpda duo is the duo I didn't know I needed
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