#ursol the chanter

[tdc-incorrect-quotes]

URSOL! STOP PLAGUING CHAMBERLAIN'S LIFE WITH INCIDENTAL MUSIC!

-SkekSil

#ursol #skeksil #ursol the chanter #skeksil the chamberlain #skeksis #mystics #urru #tdc incorrect quotes #source: undertale #mod quotes #tdc | movie #q #tdc | comics #sequel comics

[ben-the-hyena]

Some time after the movie's events back on their Homeworld

SilSol : May I ask you something personal ?

ZokZah : Oh, I suppose sure, what is it ?

SilSol : I have memories of UrSol in which UrZah confessed to me- to UrSol... that he loved UrMa even if it were unrequitted

ZokZah : ...yes... I remember...

SilSol : Does that mean... you loved VarMa ?...

ZokZah : Yes... I loved Varma... I kept it for myself because he had eyes only for SoSu and I was content in just being friends... well... maybe it was not a good idea after all... but... past is passed. I... had 50 years to move on from his loss as my 2 halves. I have to keep going

SilSol : 2 halves... sooo... that confirms that SkekZok loved SkekVar too right ?

ZokZah : Yes... SkekZok loved SkekVar...

SilSol, sweating cold because he remembers very well SkekSil murdering SkekVar : Oh well, just wanted to make sure

#lol #the dark crystal #zokzah #silsol #varma #sad #death #killing #murderer ! #love is here #i ship it in aus #sosu #skekzok #the ritual master #skeksil #the Chamberlain #skekvar #the general #ursol #the chanter #urzah #the ritual guardian #urma #the peacemaker

[theamethystvampiress]

#mystica #ursol the chanter vibes

[gretchensinister]

An anon ask also included the word "greet."

Greet

(This is my first foray into what I have been calling the “SkekMal in the Valley AU.” In this AU, UrVa wakes up before SkekMal gets back to the Castle and immediately goes to jump off the cliff. However, in this AU, UrGoh sees him jump. Because of things that will be explored in the full fic (but that UrGoh is not immediately aware of) this leads to both UrVa and SkekMal somehow being transported to the Valley of the Mystics. Aughra finds out about this, is like “you guys need to DO SOMETHING about this maybe you should get the only other pair you know back here to help.” And so SkekGra and UrGoh end up coming back to the Valley.)

~*~

After all the time apart, after rejection, heartache, and tragedy, it all comes back so easily. UrGoh cannot smile yet, but he wishes he could. Fore hands on the sides of the face. His fingers recognize UrSol this way, even as he feels the added spirals and deeper lines. Hind hands on the sides of the neck. The first mystic’s hair other than UrVa’s he has touched in hundreds of trine, and this thought and the thought of UrVa pierce him like twin swords. Fore hands on shoulders. UrSol’s coat is different from the one he remembers. There were probably a few that became quilts between that one and this one. Fore hands and hind hands sliding down arms until all his hands grasp all of UrSol’s, who has mirrored his movements.

What has UrSol learned from their greeting? Nothing that makes him pull away. UrGoh feels curiosity stir under his grief as UrSol holds his hands as if he would be content to do so until the Crystal calls. Even so, UrSol still looks up and behind UrGoh for a moment before he says anything. And this—this does tug at the corners of UrGoh’s lips, though he’s not sure if they manage to lift, yet. Of course he’s there, UrSol. He’s always going to be there, now.

“You look well.” The Chanter’s beautiful voice, another sword. “Very well, indeed.” Another glance up and back. UrSol tilts his head, pauses. “We...I missed you. I only wish you could have returned under happier circumstances.”

“A longed-for greeting...adds at least some grain of happiness,” UrGoh says, and he speaks truth, but who better than he to know how many grains of sand there are in a desert?

UrSol nods. He has still not let go of UrGoh’s hands. “I had thought I would meet you further out. Aughra told us you would not be alone.”

Of course. The Standing Stones and the magical barrier UrTih had created to protect the Valley against skeksis. Now that UrGoh has done much magic himself, he better understands just how much had gone into taking the barrier down to allow SkekGra into the Valley that first time, how much work to put it back up that UrTih and the others had taken on themselves. He didn’t want to re-pick at the knot of wondering if anyone had really been willing to listen, back then, but some, at least, had wanted him in the Valley, even if he had a skeksis with him. The Valley’s love. UrGoh closes his eyes for a moment. That subject is far too complicated to touch right now.

“Was there not enough time to take down the barrier in advance?”

“The nature of the barrier has changed,” UrSol says. “Now, a certain small song serves as the key. You do not know it yet, and—and I hope it will be taught to you during your stay.”

UrGoh nods, even as he wonders if UrSol hesitates because teaching him the key must be a collective decision, or because he’s aware that teaching UrGoh the key is one of those many decisions made in the Valley that are not collective at all.

But then a perverse feeling of lightness flutters in his chest. It doesn’t matter, does it? He presses UrSol’s hands and meets his eyes with as serene an expression as he has ever managed. “I, too, hope I will be trusted with such a key,” he says. “But, I suppose...I should have had other questions about the barrier. As you say…you expected to find SkekGra and I farther out. So, that tells me...we already crossed the barrier without that song. I suppose UrTih will want to know about that...it is very curious.” He shrugs. “Perhaps it is simply that whatever the barrier is meant to keep out, SkekGra and I are not it.”

Another glance back at SkekGra from UrSol. If it wasn’t for the circumstances of their return, UrGoh suspects he would be laughing right now. Where is the barrier, anyway? He’s forgotten the boundary, and even if he could remember he probably wouldn’t have recognized it, since the vegetation in the area would have changed completely over hundreds of trine. He hadn’t felt anything, and SkekGra hadn’t said anything, which meant he hadn’t felt anything either.

“It’s a mystery I can’t speak on right now,” UrSol says. He still hasn’t removed his hands from UrGoh’s.

I’ve been missed, UrGoh thinks, and knows the weight of it will have to hit him soon. Despite everything, I’ve been missed. UrVa always told me I was, but it’s different knowing it with UrSol holding my hands with SkekGra standing close enough to touch either of us.

“Many dreadful events and mysteries have greatly troubled the Valley in the past few unum,” UrSol says, and UrGoh hears the sorrow and even fear in his voice. “Aughra convinced us to ask for your aid in the sake of only one, but I, at least, would welcome your words about the others, after you learn more of them. But for now, let me take you to UrIm, for he is most anxious to speak with you.” Now UrSol lets go of UrGoh’s hands, to turn and lead them into the heart of the Valley.

UrGoh’s own fear and hope bring a pointless question from his mouth. “It is as Aughra said, then?”

“Oh, yes,” UrSol says, looking back. This look, UrGoh thinks, finally encompasses him and SkekGra at the same time. “UrVa and...his other….They appeared just outside the barrier, in the sleep of deep injury. Arrows in the other, arrow wounds on UrVa. UrIm has not managed to wake them, yet. I do not think he, nor any of us, know what to do if they do. But they are alive, and UrIm does not think that they are dying.”

UrGoh leans heavily on his staff and looks up to SkekGra, his face unguarded. This is a mystery, a miracle, but his grief and horror at UrVa’s leap—even if it failed (Song of Thra, how could it have failed?)—do not dissipate. This great and inexplicable gift is assuredly also the first step of a puzzle more complex than the workings of Aughra’s orrery. SkekGra steps closer, puts his hand on UrGoh’s shoulder. And then, with hesitation that surprises UrGoh, he reaches forward, to rest his hand on the back of UrGoh’s neck, his claws tracing over UrGoh’s skin, combing through his hair. UrGoh closes his eyes and, yes, now he can smile, even if it is only a very little smile.

SkekGra lets out a breath like it’s one he’s been holding for days, and UrGoh wishes there were time now for him to comb his hair. It hasn’t stuck in his mind since UrVa vanished, and he never wanted to take it for granted. But they are now in a world that holds more than the two of them, and UrIm wants to see them as soon as he can. And in truth, UrGoh is anxious to see UrVa as well. Aughra has said, UrSol has said, and neither of them would lie, but UrGoh is a creature of hands and always has been. He wants not only to see UrVa but to touch him, to touch the wounds he helped dress and know that this is the same UrVa that UrGoh had been so sure had given himself over to death.

“Tomorrow,” UrGoh murmurs, gently taking SkekGra’s hand away from his hair.

SkekGra gives him a stricken look before nodding sharply and turning forward. UrGoh wonders at that, before he turns forward as well, and realizes that UrSol has seen that whole exchange between them. That must be why SkekGra hesitated. Perhaps it also explains why he has been so silent. This return to the Valley must be even stranger to him than to UrGoh, and he has no history to fall back on. SkekGra will not want to cause difficulties, but it’s not clear to anyone how a skeksis should act in the Valley. They didn’t even discuss it on the way, Aughra’s news and travel by crystal skimmer leaving no room in UrGoh’s mind for anything else.

They will have to talk about it later. This evening, in UrGoh’s cell. He does not intend to expend much effort being discreet in regard to SkekGra and their relationship; he is too sure of its goodness. So for now, let UrSol see what he would and think what he would. Now they must attend to matters far more rightly the focus of worry in the Valley.

#skekgra #urgoh #gragoh #the dark crystal #the dark crystal: age of resistance #ursol #mystics #urgoh is not correct about what's going on in skekgra's head here #but he's also been SO thrown off by grief it's a wonder he can do anything rationally at all

[whimperingworm]

This is what I do. I plant stories in ground, watch grow into truth.

SkekSil, the Chamberlain

~~~~~~~~~~

Name: SkekSil

Race: Skeksi

Occupation: Chamberlain

Counterpart: UrSol, the Chanter

Ambitious || Arrogant || Decietful || Treacherous || Manipulative || Cunning

~~~~~~~~~~

A Dark Crystal rp

#still a wip but heres a quick bit of info #dark crystal rp #dark crystal roleplay

[archangelproductions]

Check out this unboxing of Ursol the Chanter from The Dark Crystal! https://www.archangelproductions.org/The_Kaz.html #darkcrystal #darkcrystalfunkopop #funkomania #funkopop #funkocollector #unboxing #thekaz #TheKazChannel #thekazchannel #ursolthechanter #ursolthechanterfunkopop https://www.instagram.com/p/CkJM0AMsJ1B/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#darkcrystal #darkcrystalfunkopop #funkomania #funkopop #funkocollector #unboxing #thekaz #thekazchannel #ursolthechanter #ursolthechanterfunkopop

[blueberryblowfly]

the impatient mystic

#ursol the chanter #ursu the master #urru #mystics #jen tdc #the dark crystal #artz

[holic-user]

Happy Holidays from the Mystic Valley

#the dark crystal #urru #mystic #ursu the master #jen and ursu #ursu #jen #urutt the weaver #urutt #ursol the chanter #ursol

[tdc-incorrect-quotes]

SkekSil: Hello, Chanter. May Chamberlain come in?

UrSol, watering plants: What's a garden without a snake.

#skeksil #ursol #skeksil the chamberlain #ursol the chanter #skeksis #urru #mystics #tdc incorrect quotes #source: desperate housewives #mod quotes #tdc | movie #q

[punkcalf-art]

UrSol the Wanderer! 

#ursol the chanter #ursol #urru #mythics #ursol the wanderer #roleswap au #role swap au #The Dark Crystal #tdc #the dark crystal age of resistance #age of resistance #tdc aor #aor

[crispy-skek-memes]

I’m sitting in the bathroom and my sister walks in, sets this down on the floor, and leaves

Merry Late Christmas to me

#urru #mystic #funko pop #ursol the chanter #dark crystal

[the-crystal-fans-call]

TDC Headcanon #5

The urru have a family game night (and probably always have), UrSol and UrVa would almost always win

#hey im not dead #wooo #the dark crystal #tdc #the dark crystal 1982 #the dark crystal age of resistance #the dark crystal headcanon #urru #mystics #ursol the chanter #urva the archer

[ommiotta]

UrSol tries to justify him in any way possible and available to her, while listening to him with utmost attention and anger UrSan. She knows perfectly well that he was the one who with his song did not prevent her from swimming in the river…

“UrSan, it wasn’t me! Ask the fish in the river.”

“They don’t need to justify your words, UrSol. I know perfectly well that it was your antics preventing me from continuing to swim. You are bad at lying, Chanter.”

A funny headcanon made long ago on these two urrus by dear @candythemew

#UrSan #UrSol #UrSol the chanter #urru #mystic #mystics #The Dark Crystal #the dark crystal aor #the dark crystal: the age of resistance #I couldn't upload anything on Tumblr because my computer had died rest in peace #ursan the swimmer

[eliavraay]

“The Naming” - Bonus SkekSil’s mortal enemy in this world is… “himself”. Chanter is really tired of “collecting him” at the end of the day. Because Sil steps out from the house and completely forgets the reason he was going, once he sees an opportunity to harass his brothers. Mostly they live from singing in the tavern and telling stories together. Sometimes they help SkekGra and urGoh to enhance their puppet shows. The other residents of Haven understand their dinamic, since they saw a big variety of skeksis and urru. They know Sil is expected to be the mischevous of the pair so they take his stories with a little doubt. So… this is how they leave this story now. SkekSo has to figure out what names to give to his sons without the Chamberlain. ^^;

#the naming #The Dark Crystal #the dark crystal comic #the dark crystal au #skeksil the chamberlain #ursol the chanter #chamberlain #chanter #thenaming

[troutpopulation]

urru whats this

#urru #shitpost #urnol the herbalist #ursol the chanter #uryod the numerologist #urtih the alchemist #uramaj the cook #jen #mystic #the dark crystal