Cardan Greenbriar, the Prince of Elfhame, 2/?
An Insider’s Guide to the Folk of the Air: How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories Art, 2/?
Cardan Greenbriar, the High King of Elfhame, 2/?
Cardan Greenbriar, the High King of Elfhame, 1/?
Cardan: *gets slapped*
Me: oh no, Cardan!
Cardan: *gets horny*
Me: oh. nooo … Cardan.
Anyway so I finished Queen of Nothing a couple days ago, and man it took me a couple days to actually rejoin the world lol. I adore this series. A part of me wishes that the book was still not released and only coming out in January, just because I wanted it to be longer. It felt a tad rushed, but lemme tell you it didn’t detract from the fact that I still loved it. I’m a biased ho so it would be difficult for Holly Black to write a finale I dislike. There are some aspects that I would have like addressed like stuff with Cardan and his mother, I want to know more about their interactions. Is he ever gonna give her shit for being a pretty useless mother? A part of me wishes there was more tension between Cardan and Jude but that’s just me being a thirsty ho and obviously there were many other things to focus on >.<. I have many many feelings about the book but overall I’m happy! BUT I ALSO WOULD BE HAPPIER IF MORE STORIES CAME ABOUT LIKE CARDAN IN THE HUMAN WORLD, JUST MORE JURDAN INTERACTIONS, MAYBE SOME MORE INFO ON TARRYN AND THE GHOST ETC…
Anyway that’s me I’m gonna return to me hovel now.
Well… I think my phone knows I’m obsessed.
Located in Greenbriar, Kentucky sits the burned out shell of the flagship outlet of the failed Fish ‘N Chimps chain of fried seafood restaurants (famously staffed by chimpanzees and the random monkey).
Opened to great acclaim in 1994, there were rumors of trouble in the Baby Gruenwald and George Clooney backed enterprise from the very start.
Soon, reports of outbreaks of the “monkey shines” virus, infecting both chimpanzee and non-chimpanzee employees alike, caused widespread panic and the quick shuttering of all 86 locations.
Jude: i hate you so much that sometimes i cant think of anything else.
Greenbriar, Arkansas. 2019.
Balekin: Leader of a group of drunks, beats his little brother, causes the deaths of 5 (out of the available 8) of his family members, tries to assassinate his brother
Dain: Leader of a group of spies and assassins, has an affair with his father’s consort, tries to poison her and her unborn child, turns his father against his other children, poisons his father
Cardan: Does cruel stuff for attention, literally has zero interest in anything but drinking wine and lazing around
Elowyn: Leader of group of artists, likes singing and dancing
Rhyia: SLITS HER OWN THROAT SO SHE COULDN’T BE USED BY TO CROWN BALEKIN, THAT TAKES GUTS (AND MUCH MORE), SHE’S SO BRAVE, WHY AREN’T WE SPEAKING ABOUT THIS MORE
Caelia: Ok, I’ll admit I don’t have much on her, she’s just a side character, but she was willing to crown Balekin to end all the slaughter, which shows that she at least cared enough to keep her remaining siblings alive unlike some I won’t mention coughBalekincoughDaincough
OK, MY POINT IS, THE GREENBRIAR BROTHERS ARE AWFUL, BUT THE SISTERS ARE NICE AND KIND AND COMPASSIONATE, AND WHY THE FUCK DID THE STUPID HIGH KING ELDRED ALLOW HIMSELF TO BE MANIPULATED INTO NOT EVEN CONSIDERING THE GIRLS FOR THE THRONE, WHEN CARDAN HIMSELF ADMITS THEY’D BE BETTER RULERS THAN HIM.
AND WHY DOESN’T THE FANDOM TALK ABOUT THE PRINCESSES MORE? THEY WERE SO STRONG. THEY DESERVE RECOGNITION!
To those who don’t know the history and significance of the Greenbriar Hotel being in Fallout 76, it was used as a secret bunker for congress in the case of a nuclear fallout, and was hidden from the public for thirty years until a Washington Post revealed it. The project was named Project Greek Island.
The hotel and congress had a deal in place that stated in the case of a nuclear fallout, the entire property would revert to the government’s control. Basically, kick everyone out and let congress in.
The underground facility contained a dormitory, kitchen, hospital, and a broadcast center for members of Congress. The broadcast center had changeable seasonal backdrops to allow it to appear as if members of Congress were broadcasting from Washington, D.C. A 100-foot (30 m) radio tower was installed 4.5 miles (7.2 km) away for these broadcasts. The largest room is “The Exhibit Hall”, 89 by 186 feet (27 by 57 m) beneath a ceiling nearly 20 feet (6.1 m) high and supported by 18 support columns. Adjoining it are two smaller auditoriums, one seating about 470 people, big enough to host the 435-member House of Representatives, and the smaller with a seating capacity of about 130, suitable as a temporary Senate chamber. The Exhibit Hall itself could be used for joint sessions of Congress. The facility had a six-month supply of food, periodically refreshed.”
You can tour the vault at the hotel, as long as you’re okay with giving up your phone. No photography allowed.
I cannot wait for Fallout 76
Root tea is diuretic
Salve can be made from leaves and stem for application to small topical pain
Tips of shoot/vine edible comparable to asparagus
Tea of roasted root for root beer / caramel flavored tea
Slice root, dry, crumble in water, starch will fall, fiber float. Discard water and fiber. Dry starch. Flour.
Flour will thicken to point of gelatin
Leaves and tendrils as spinach
Berries sweet, two seeds
The word was enough to freeze Kethri’s blood and nearly sent her tumbling off the stepstool. She braced herself against a strut instead, inhaled slowly, and carefully pressed the tack home. A small wooden charm was left dangling under the front porch eaves. “Si—Zerith.” Guns were inside. Her hands were shaking too much to aim anyway. Kethri climed down and turned to face the man, spine rigid.
He looked older than she expected. Still built like a damn fridge, Kethri thought, and the primal life treatment had restored his withered extremities, but something about him seemed… tired. He eyed her over.
“Girl. You been avoidin’ me.” His tongue curled around the crisp consonants and rolling R’s, and something in Kethri ached. She forced her ears to rise from her hair.
Zerith squinted. “Why.”
“I.” She stared at the man, and said slowly, “You kidnapped me. It was a very, very bad day. I do not wish to be kidnapped again.”
He scoffed. “Is that all? Not takin’ you anywhere, girl. Ama turned me out. Just want to talk.” A pause. “Man’s got a right to talk to his kin.”
A hysterical laugh threatened to bubble out. “Kin. You call me kin. You—“ She covered her face and forced herself to breathe, deep and regular, until she could control her volume. “Even leaving aside all of the—everything. All of the everything.” Her hands dropped away, curling into fists. “The torture, and the terror, and the kidnapping, and now you stalk me—“ Her jaw snapped shut with a clack.
“Yes! Yes I am!” Color flooded Kethri’s face. “I believe I am entitled to yell! You will leave, Zerith! You will leave and you will not darken my step again!” She stepped back, shaking, and forced some measure of calm back into her voice. “There are those who wish your blood. I am of a mind to let them take it.”
He eyed the charm hanging from the rafters. “Cranky. Got the belly ire, have you?” He continued over Kethri’s indignant sputtering, hooking his thumbs through his belt. “You look early for it, but Weave knows your ma got the feels somethin’ fierce when she was with you. Tell you what.” Zerith placed a small stone on the stool, inscribed with twining brambles. “When you come to your senses, set that out on the stoop. I’ll be watchin’ for it.”
Kethri’s jaw creaked. She remained there, still and silent, long after Zerith had vanished into the briars.
Go out early in the morning and gather the first seven greenbriar leaves you see; one at a time. Be careful not to disturb the dew that lies thereon. Rub the dew over your face and kiss each leaf afterward. To each, say:
viridis es, quoque viridis sum.
(You are green, and likewise I am fresh.)
Take the stack of all seven leaves you used and bury them in the ground near the base of the plant they came from.
This spell is especially for trans men or transmasculine non-binary people, especially for those who feel they don’t pass as easily as they want to. Carrying the charm bag reinforces how manly you are, and it holds good masculine energy. It is not necessary, but on the bag you may put the symbol for Mars, or your pronouns, or any other sigil you feel right adding.
Take a red cotton bag and a red cord to tie it with. In it, place a greenbriar root, four allspice berries, and a chip of flint. As you put the bag together, say:
virilis sum, et omnes qui me spectant scient;
mas sum, intra extraque;
fortis sum, sicut Hercle.
(I am virile, and all who see me shall know this;
I am manly, inside and out;
I am strong, like Hercules.)
Charge in sunlight and carry on your person.