#roderick varmont

[forgottenroisin]

OOC | Enneagram & Tarot Numerology

ok so i stumbled on [ this post ], which talks abt the enneagram as sort of a...numerological play on tarot! w rosie being, herself, a type 7, this applies to her, big time!! i also have been looking into the tarot of lfr a bit myself (v new to tarot but find it really interesting for character work!) -- partially bc of a planned graphic that lbr will probs never actually get done! laksdjfklsjdf -- and id def associated her a lot w the seven of cups, too, bc of the imagination kinda thing, but the pentacle suit, in general, w house malconaire (bc of the earth associations to both) and...anyway im getting carried away but yeah reading this i was like !!!!! bc character arc reasons and im kinda like 'does this work out for all the characters' and kdsljafsldkjfjdf

anyway...no reason at all... ;DDDD what're your malconaires' various enneagrams? and/or do you have any thoughts on what tarot card(s) might represent them/their journey (regardless of whether the numbers match up!)? also non-malconaire characters!!!! i love character analysis i wanna hear it all (and ~~~~maybe potentially someday possibly do a graphic which may never ever appear i don't wanna get any expectations raised...that one i did of the malconaires for christmas was smth id been meaning to do for atp literally over a year soooo yeahhhh l;akjsfkljsdjf)

also also! what do we think bran and sorcha's might've been?

also if you're interested, here's a chart abt this:

the enneagram only goes from 1-9 ofc but yeah!!

anyway, so below is pure speculation ok but like!!!!! i think this might kinda be a thing???

another example: i know lizzy said that @forgottenbrigit is an enneagram 8, and numerologically, 8 lines up w the card of movement and action and, in that way change, which is esp interesting bc lizzy has also mentioned that brigit really hates change, but also she's got the literal fire of the gods (seeress!) going and in that sense does have the power to help inact change, etc.

additional example: i also know that kate's said that @forgottenarias is a type 2, and that's the number in tarot numerology that deals w balance but also opposites, opposing ideas, harmony, duality, dichotomy, etc!! and she's literally a captive and a powerhouse; a princess and a bastard, all at once, not to even get into the romeo and juliet thing she and arthur (who is also a two!) are giving into like!!

idk its not ~not there ig is what im saying alkjsfjksdf i just like digging into characters tho so...ngl this is just...largely all an excuse to do precisely that bahahaha

so i haven't done ~all my characters enneagrams officially but here're the ones I have:

rosie: 7

arthur: 2

roderick: 3

eilia: 1

valentina: 3

undecided/vibes based/not official:

godfrey: 5/1

tristan: 1/9

eabha: 6/3

cormac: 4

ronan: 1/8

cillian: 4/7

saoirse: 8

rian: 5/6

amira: 8

[lizzysrps]

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[forgottencassimir]

Unexpected Arrivals | Cassimir & Roderick

It was a miserable day.

The temperatures had risen, so Cassimir supposed he should be glad that they didn't have the bitter cold to deal with, but the rain beat down with unforgiving force, melting much of the snow. The roads had turned into a swampy, muddy mess that were becoming unpassable.

Cassmir was seated comfortably enough near the fire in his step-father's old study when one of his servants entered -- rather flustered -- with a captain wearing the colors of House Varmont.

"Lord Malconaire -- " A quick bow from his servant, "excuse the intrusion -- "

The Captain had little patience for this and sidestepped the servant, to make his own announcement, "His Imperial Majesty, Roderick Varmont the First of His Name, Conquerer of the Twelve Kingdoms, Defender of the Faith, and god's own Champion has bestowed upon you the honor of hosting him and his men, while his carriage is repaired. He shall arrive momentarily. He shall expect to be received in a manner that befits such a guest."

Cassimir sprung into action immediately. He had no particular love for the Varmonts, Roderick included, but he knew the very important role that he and his mother hoped the emperor would play in their plans. Cassimir knew that for Roderick to marry Sonya, he must look favorably upon their family and he was not to allow this sudden development to hinder it.

He dispatched his servant immediately -- everyone must make ready for the emperor's arrival. He knew that even his step-sisters would be needed to help in the preparations (both prior to and during his arrival), so he would need to offer some excuse as to their absences. Besides, he did not want the emperor's eye to be distracted. Sonya was beautiful in her own right, but even Cassimir had to admit that each of his step-sisters possessed a beauty of their own (except, perhaps Brigit. If she had any beauty at all, she did an excellent job of hiding it).

When Roderick and his company did arrive, there was still much work to be done, but Cassimir was pleased as to what had been accomplished in the short notice that he had received. He felt it a testament to his own leadership (but didn't give a second thought to those who had actually performed the work).

"Your Imperial Majesty," Cassimir bowed low. "It is a honor to have you grace our halls. I'm sure you and your men must be hungry. If you would care to follow me, our cooks have prepared a feast."

[forgottencassandra]

zombie apocalypse!cillian/cassandra

Cassie's father, Rick Varmont, was both a doom's day preper and a guy with lots of money!

When the zombie apocalypse hit, the Varmont fam was already ready to go and had a huge gated self-sustained complex

Cassie has remained so sheltered through all of this, she never even saw anyone turn into a zombie

Literally was immediately taken from some huge mansion in the country to their new digs and hasn't been let out since

Did NOT understand the gravity of the situation tbh and was probably kept in the dark about exactly what was happening?

Cillian managed to sneak into her dad's complex when his younger sister, Saoirse, got injured and was in need in antibiotics

Cassie was one of the people he ran into and she had no idea he was an outsider and just assumed he was one of her dad's guards

Talking to Cillian discovered that they had a mutual friend in Rosie -- who went to college with Cassie

Cillian thinks he can use his ~friendship~ with Cassie to earn his camp of friends more desperately needed supplies and Cassie not only has developed a crush on Cillian, but is anxious to see the outside world again that her dad says is ~so dangerous

Cillian is dumb and 1 day goes back into the compound and manages to sneak Cassie out with him and Cassie enjoys being reunited with Rosie and thinks their little makeshift hideaway where Cillian is living with his siblings and Rosie's sisters and cousins is kind of awesome??

It's rustic, but also warm and charming and instead of the sterile complex she's been living in

Cassie literally has the time of her life but when her dad discovers she's missing, he sends all of his men out to look for her

With both Rick Varmont and zombies out for their blood, Cillian & his crew are in a very dangerous spot!

Ronan and Brigit probably want to use Cassie as a hostage to barter with Rick and get as much from him as they can, but Rosie and Cillian want to keep Cassie?

Cassie really does not want to go back, but she also doesn't want anyone to get hurt but lbr, she probably isn't even considering that things would get that out of hand #whoops

Not sure how this ends, but probably NOT WELL as Varmont & co likely outmans and outguns the others

Someone likely dies in the confrontation (possibly Ronan??) which leads to Cassie agreeing to be handed over to her dad in return for xxx amount of supplies

After negotiations between the two groups have ended and Cassie is returned home, Rick decides he won't let any of this stand and rallies his men to go back and attack them

Cassie tries to escape to warn them, but is trapped!

However, her brothers also knew Rosie's sisters and aren't about letting them die and this is likely the moment Ed, Arthur, and Seb turn on their dad??

Rick potentially dies out of this and the Varmont boys then extend the olive branch to the others and invite them to come and live in the compound with them where it's safe -- especially since most of their camp got destroyed in the fight

They reluctantly agree but there is def a lot of tension on both sides now given the deaths of Rick and Ronan

Cassie discovers that Cillian is actually in love with Brigit???

She gets v jealous over this and probably gets into fights with Brigit over nothing and her relationship is v strained with Cillian since their relationship led to his brother dying???

The structure of things has given shifted in the compound and Cillian & co have made the place a little cozier/more like a home

Cassie has also started to train on how to defend herself and how to make herself a little more useful around the camp w/ her dad gone

tbh she's terrible at both things and complains a lot and generally gets on people's nerves -- even after everything she still acts entitled #whoops

but she does start to grow as a person the more she lives like this and gets stronger and starts to feel a sense of accomplishment when she makes food w/o burning it and can actually land a punch

cillian starts to warm back up to her and even teaches her some tricks of his own

while cassie and brigit never really become friends, they do learn to tolerate her (it makes it easier for cassie when she realizes that cillian's crush is 1 sided)

cillian and cassie might actually get together at some point, but ngl I feel like this one would end tragically for them w/ one of them getting killed eventually

lbr, it is probably cillian (even if cassie is somewhat trained, I feel like she never goes out of the compound much) ... like one day he leaves to help gather some supplies and just never comes back and poor cassie nurses a broken heart for the rest of her days :(

[forgottensebastian]

Summoned | Roderick & Sebastian

"Your Highness, His Imperial Majesty, your father, Roderick Varmont the First of His Name, Conqueror of the Twelve Kingdoms, Defender of the Faith, and god's own Champion, requests your presence this afternoon."

The servant bowed low following this announcement and Sebastian had to bite his lip to catch himself from laughing -- he noted that he had transcribed his father's array of titles in the palm of his hand and was using his bow as covered so he might check that he had said them.

Sebastian was certainly not going to point out that he had missed some.

"Of course, thank you."

As soon as he excused the servant, Sebastian allowed himself to exhale. He never particularly looked forward to these interactions with his father. If he was being summoned, it often meant that his father was angry with him, or that he meant to test him. There had been a time when he would have been eager to rise whatever challenge his father might have prepared for him, even as he knew he would likely fall short in comparison to his brother's. But now? Sebastian was almost more eager to disappoint than to please: he had no interest in ever being a pawn in the same brutal game that Edmund and Arthur had been playing their entire lives.

Still, he did -- and always would -- respect his father and his wishes, and he answered the summons with promptness.

He was admitted to his father's chambers and after bowing to his emperor, he spoke, "Father? You sent for me?"

[forgottenpercy]

ooc | Percy & Roderick

has percy thought about trying to assassinate roderick? yes, at least once every day.

Realistically, he knows he'd never be able to get close enough to him to do it, but the thought crosses his mind and ngl, he's always ready for the opportunity. As it is, he does try to just be quiet and listen and make the most out of whatever info he is able to overhear!

[forgottenciara]

ooc | Ciara & Roderick

not sure how much facetime ciara actually gets w/ her cousin, but given how much time he devotes to his actual kids, I'm guessing not much haha

[forgottenalaric]

"No. No news," Alaric wished beyond anything that he could have offered something to his brother: even some small clue that meant that they had been on the right track. As it was, it seemed to Alaric as though the fugitives had vanished into thin air.

He did not think it wise to add this sentiment aloud. It had been a long time since he had seen his brother thus defeated. Oh, there had been many defeats upon the battlefield: but Roderick would always win the war. This was different. He had conquered Astaira: he sat upon the throne of their kings ... and yet, it still was as hard to hold in his hands as though it had been sand running through his fingers.

"There is no doubt that there was outside help." This was not a new revelation, but he felt it warranted repeating. There were stories, already, adrift in Lorcan that the demons the Astairans worshiped aided in their escape. Even that the gods and goddesses, themselves, had descended from the heavens to free them. Alaric meant to put a stop to these rumors.

Perhaps these men had been working with the creature like spirits they called "guardians", but god would never have given his aid to these men. As for their own gods and goddesses, they did not exist.

"I agree with your son. They do love the woman that once was their Queen," Alaric began, slowly. He meant to chose his own words carefully. He had no intention of letting his brother even suspect what his own feelings were upon the matter. Nor did he want to give his brother any advice that would lead to harm befalling her. But what would crush the Astairans more than to no longer have the Staffords? How quickly would their revolt die out, if there was no one left to fight for?

"However violent and egregious their actions were, I think it is clear that their misguided loyalty towards her is their motivation. You must find a way to use that to your advantage. And in this, perhaps Edmund is right. If you can control Eilionora. Stafford, perhaps you can control the populace. When she speaks, the people listen."

Alaric meant to be persuading his brother that marrying her was still the right course of action. It was not what he would have hoped for her, but it was a far better future than the alternative. However, as he spoke, he wondered if he was painting a picture of her as much more dangerous than he meant.

"She seems to be stubborn and proud, but in the end, she is only a woman." He did not believe that this was necessarily a weakness, but he realized quickly that he needed to curb any doubts his brother might have about being able to control her. "I think, in time, she will succumb to you. And then, the populace will not be far behind."

He exhaled, "As for their religion ... their devotions run deep. Even those who no longer believe in their false gods, consider their traditions worth holding onto. And as atheists, they do not realize how blasphemous these practices can be. I do not know how we shall convince them that these beliefs, that they have so long held to be true, are false."

He truly believed it would take a miracle. It would take some sign of the truth of their own god to sway them. But how could such a thing be arranged? God was not to held at the beck and call of man.

"In this area, I believe we must do our best to educate them and allow god to do the rest."

Closest Companion | Roderick & Alaric

They'd all met in Marian's chambers, her suite (like his other queen's) sprawling an entire floor of the great castle and housing, as well as herself, her two younger children. Generally, Roderick took his supper grandly, both wives and all his children and clan, and even the former-Staffords in attendance -- one big, happy family. But tonight, the emperor was tired.

The news had been bad. The unholy convicts had been freed by lawless men, rather than receiving their just due. How even the Astairans could pardon these heathens of their crimes was a mystery to Alaric -- had they not caused the needless deaths of their own countrymen by embroiling them in a vile riot. Evil men they were, and despised by the one god. He would smite them yet.

His fury had been largely spent when the news had found him, but exhaustion had everywhere plagued him after that. This aftermath, securing a nation following conquest, was still a huge part of an takeover, but there was no joy in this aspect for Roderick and, generally, the populace was quieter and might be left to the oversight of his uncle rather than requiring his own imperial attentions.

His head was heavy, tonight. Roderick had cancelled the grand dinner, opting for a small supper taken in Marian's chambers to which all his children and his brother, only, had been invited. He had no doubt Amira would snipe at him about it on the morrow, and he would thus have a similar small dinner with her that evening, but tonight he wanted only comfort, and for that he looked to his gentle Marian. When he wanted a viper to strike in the dark, he would call upon Amira, he thought with some bitterness, head resting upon his fist. (They had quarreled two nights past, and he had yet to forgive her. She was far too ambitious for a woman. But doubtless, two nights from hence, he would have forgotten the offence, entirely.)

Dinner was over, his daughters abed and sons off to whatever pursuits best pleased them; Marian took her bath. Roderick was seated before the wide fire. It belched bright-burning flames to pierce the darkness cloaking the rest of the room. Silver starlight slanted through the wide windows at either side, the image of Astairan constellations illuminating the ceiling so that the emperor and the duke seemed caught up in the cloak of night, its silver fires sparkling everywhere around them. When Astairans embraced a theme, Roderick thought with grim humor, they certainly committed to it.

Blue eyes flashing to his brother, Roderick wearily lifted his head. "Any news from Lorcan?" Steepling his ring-laden hands before him, he cast his gaze back towards the fire, shook his head.

"But I am weary, brother. I am weary of this place, I am weary of this..." he shook his pounding head. "I am weary."

His fury was wasted. Impotent. And it made him feel trapped, as much a prisoner here as he'd been in his father's castle, at the mercy of forces beyond his control. The thought made him sick. Sick at heart; sick in his flesh, too. He put his hands to his face, rubbing his brow. Cold metal scraped his head. With a growl, Roderick ripped ring after ring from his hand. He cast them away. A king wore rings. His father wore rings. But he need make no pretenses here. Everyone else was gone. It was only Alaric. And Alaric knew he was king and man, both. He would not think less of him for a few fewer rings.

He stared unseeingly after them, watched them drink the flames of the fire and echo them back upon their golden bands, and shook his head again.

"How do I crush them? I knew this was an evil place when I came here, but I confess, I imagined the divine light of salvation would do its work. I did not think I would need to stamp them out while they hide amongst their marshes and their trees and their--" he gestured a shrug with one flippant hand. "Edmund would have me cater to them, first, win their would-be queen's hand, and then strike." He rested his chin upon his fist. "Not a bad stratagem, but...it reeks of Amira."

He did not mean he believed this to be Amira's plan. Only that her son reminded him of his mother. And just now that was no welcome thought.

"And I would not win their love by way of a wife," he added. "Only cement it. Cement it for my heirs. I want their souls, Alaric. I want them for the god. I want their faith. For all that they are heathen barbarians, this is a faithful people. Even when their false idols abandon them, they will not give them up. Why can I not command that faith? My god is the true one!"

The emperor stood abruptly. His chair rocked behind him. He paced away, went to the window. Astaira lay quiet beneath him.

The only true faith he'd ever commanded, was that of Alaric, that of his beloved empress, and that of his dear Marian. Even his children bucked his authority in one way or another, from time to time. Who else believed in him that way, in all of time? His men. His armies. He had them. But they were useless here. Useless as he, himself, was. Useless as he had always been. Always. Passing a hand before his face, Roderick shook his head.

"Why will they not come into the light?"

[lizzysrps]

THE IMPERIAL ROYAL HOUSE OF VARMONT

[forgottencassimir]

ooc | Cassimir & Roderick

HA, I'm sure Roderick really doesn't appreciate Cassimir flirting with Guin?? He's probably not The Guy he had in mind for his daughter (is he anybody's ;D)

Ofc, Cassimir here will definitely be doing everything he can to be on Roderick's good side, in general, and would probably try to prove himself if he ever suspects Roderick doesn't think he's good enough for Guin (even though he has no actual intention of actually marrying her -- but his pride would get in the way!)

[forgottencassandra]

ooc | Cassandra & Roderick

I feel like Roderick definitely has the smallest impact on Cassandra's life, in comparison to the way he pretty much manages to dominate the lives of her siblings!

I think Cassandra imagines she loves her dad, but at the end of the day, she really doesn't know him and he's never around and tbh she's never once missed him in her life? He just sorta comes in and out of her life and she mostly hears from him when she's done something wrong/something he doesn't approve of, but I also think she just believes that that's what dads are supposed to do #facepalm

I'm also crying b/c I think that anytime he writes her a letter where he lectures her/scolds her, she probably only half pays attention to it at this point??? Like I don't think she's a big reader and often has her mind on other things and the last thing she wants to do on this fine day is read this super long and slightly angry letter from dad and tbh when it's just written to her, she's probably very unfazed by his criticism, if she comprehends it at all, and just goes on living her life and is just like "haha dad will be dad!!".

I do think, however, anytime he sees her in person and is at all critical, she is probably overly sensitive to it and just wants to cry which probably does not help her situation!

She also really likes her life just as it is and she does imagine that one day she will get married, but she's also sure that it will be for love and hasn't really considered that her dad actually has other plans?? And that if he did actually select someone for her to marry, she'd actually have to go through with it and not be rescued at the last minute by the man she actually loves?? Like, I don't think that it has really dawned on her yet that her future probably will be noTHING like that one she ultimately imagines for herself!

[forgottensebastian]

ooc | Sebastian & Roderick

WHAT A FATHER <3

Okay wow, I feel like Sebastian has a lot of complicated emotions re: his dad???

First, I feel like Sebastian believes family is extremely important & I also feel like they probably had kinda an unstable childhood since their dad was constantly conquering new places and sometimes they would up and move to a new country for months at a time, only to do it all over again. And I'm sure that court has always constantly been filled w/ people who are loyal to Roderick, but also those who he has screwed over/those whose homes he's taken and I don't think that there's been a lot of people Sebastian believes he can really trust outside of his own family and so he's very protective of them and just wants them to love and respect each other and just GET ALONG! <33

I do think part of him wants to make his dad proud & sebastian is also someone who likes to do what is right/what he's supposed to do, but I think more and more recently he's realizing that maybe what he's being told to do, isn't what the right thing is? Like he's always been told to listen to his parents and to listen to his king, but he's realizing that his dad isn't always right and I think that he's going to start (silently) questioning his dad more and more. and that's also just going to shake up his world view/everything he thought he knew about life!

He also is more and more aware of just how much his dad hurts his mom/how much she loves him but how unloved she feels by him and he doesn't really like how he just goes around collecting wives/children, but doesn't seem to care enough for any of them!!

In addition, he does not appreciate what his dad is doing to his kids (especially ot3: succession kids) and as someone on the outside, he definitely sees exactly what's happening and he hates it!!!

All that being said, I don't think he's super vocal w/ his dad when he disagrees with him and sorta picks his battles. I think he tells himself that it is because he's doing what he can to do the most good w/ his position (which is true) but I think that there is definitely some fear that plays into all of it as well -- he knows his dad does NOT appreciate being crossed and while he doesn't think that anything he would do would be to put his life in danger, he can definitely see his dad disinheriting him/exiling him and Seb has no idea what he would be able to do with his life if that happened??!?

TL;DR: Seb both loves and hates his dad and thanks god everyday he's not a constant on his radar!

[forgotteneilionora]

OOC | Varmont & Stafford Heirs

this is relevant to nothing, really, but getting emo and i just had to share about the anti-parallel of the three heirs of roderick vs the three heirs of domnhall -- the unity of the staffords vs the discord of the varmonts; the fact that each is an equal member of house stafford while two children aren't even heirs for house varmont despite its conflict over that v matter; the fact that the stafford ruler was chosen by vote and the varmont one will likely be chosen by war; the fact that in both cases one heir is held apart from the others -- for the staffords only physically, for the varmonts by gender; that each of the six is a reflection of their parents and all the factors that created them; that each, in their way, fights endlessly for the things that really matter to them...

...excuse me...imma go cry now

[forgottenedmund]

You Have Been Warned | Edmund & Aria

"If my mother is inviting you to tea, you'd watch best watch out."

Edmund have overheard his mother this morning send her lady out with the invitation. He knew, too, that she was not to be the only guest, but he thought he'd let her discover that upon arrival. He knew that his mother was planning this particular gathering for no other reason than to stir up trouble for Arthur by inviting his two romantic rivals to come see her.

And while Edmund was often on board with any plan that involved a headache for his brother, this particular plot did not sit entirely well with hem. He knew that Arthur would not be the only one who would be uncomfortable with this arrangement. Edmund didn't like the idea that Aria and Eithne would be caught in the crossfire.

Not exactly enough to try to dissuade Aria completely from going but ... he hoped she knew that she ought to be on her guard.

"I'm sure you have heard the rumors and, allow me to inform you, that they are all true. Including, of course, the one where she turns herself into a bat in the middle of the night and stalks people about the halls. Or is it a cat? I can never keep up with what people are saying, when they think no on is listening."

While he was teasing, of course, he knew that he had led her to a dangerous topic of conversation. He might make such comments in jest, but she could not follow him in it without risking someone hearing it. Roderick had cut out the tongues of those who had fueled the rumors of Amira Varmont to be a witch.

"She might not be a witch, my mother," He said to steer the conversation away, "but she is exceptionally perceptive. You will want to guard your secrets well while in her company."

[forgottenpercy]

Your Imperial Highness | Percy & Arthur

"Come here, Percival, and warm yourself by the fire."

Percy happily obliged. He knew he could always count on a hot meal and a place by the hearth when he came to visit Anna in the palace kitchens. She and her husband, Harry, were one of the few Astairan servants who had kept their place since Roderick Varmont claimed this place for his own.

Today, he was halfway through a bowl of stew when he noticed that Harry had hardly stopped coughing since he'd arrived.

"Harry, you should be in bed." Percy said.

"Don't you worry about me, I sound worse than I am."

"Don't let him fool you," His wife countered, "He's been like this for days and refuses to rest."

"We need money for our little one. That's all there is to it. I cannot afford to rest."

Percy stood, "Well today, you can. Tell me whatever it is that needs doing. There's enough help in the stables unless half the court decides they want to ride but ... in this weather, I'll wager that that is unlikely."

Harry protested a bit further, but ultimately he conceded when to the wishes of both Percy and his wife. Anna gave Percy a change of clothes, so he was dressed more appropriately for palace work, and after detailed instructions from Harry, he found himself carrying a tray of breakfast to the eldest Varmont's chambers.

Waiting upon Arthur Varmont was not exactly what Percy had had in mind when he volunteered for this, but he was happy that Harry had gone to bed and perhaps, if he was likely, he'd overhear something worth noting.

He wrapped upon the great oak door and waited for an answer from within.

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