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#Thorn (Inheritance Cycle)
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Something I realized about Murtagh, a factor of why he got into fights in or behind a bar, is because he’s flaunting his coin!!!
Dude! I expected you to be smarter about this!
Yes, you need information, and gold payments (Fulsome Feast in Ceunon), and offering to pay for a bar-wide round (Gil’ead) is a good way to get to people talking. However, it’s signifies how much coin you have in your purse and makes you a target of possible attempted murder and robbery! You know this! You grew up among the young couriers in a capital city! You. Know. This!
Lack of a decent information network as an excuse, only works for so long.
(Also, it is not good to distress your dragon! He gets worried about you and he will break a town for you.)
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thehoodedneku · 2 months
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Saphira and Thorn together in one post! So you no longer have to reblog them separately! (They're also on my RB store) I'm reading Murtagh right now and enjoying it--I always did think Thorn and him were pretty cool. And I also have a dragon art sideblog @stardust-cove <3
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thexgrayxlady · 3 months
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Saphira: Nobody is good enough for my rider.
Thorn: *set up and runs Murtagh's grindr behind his back*
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Thorn suggesting that sex might fix whatever the hell is wrong with Murtagh was peak comedy
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satorugojjo · 10 months
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how do I describe the excitement of eragon to someone who wasn’t in high school in the late 00s/early 10s?? it was one of very few book series that EVERYONE was reading - so much heart, politics, intricate worldbuilding with gray characters you will love to death alongside the most wonderful concept of a mindlink as a Dragon Rider!
a lot of people didn’t give it a chance because the setting was derivative of Tolkien but the moment you take the first book as a starter (written by a 15 year old no less), that’s where the similarities end and the series blooms into one of the most fun adventure fantasy series I’ve read.
Eragon’s growth is phenomenal to watch, especially because so much is focused on HOW he grows, which is where a lot of fantasy will skip on. Eragon definitely is a series where the author shows you, rather than tells you, and it creates a wonderful world with lots of great lore that you’ll invest yourself in heavily.
and Murtagh? No notes. Impeccable. Showstopping. My love for him runs so deep that it feels like I was born with it coded into my genetic material.
READ THE INHERITANCE CYCLE. No better time to do it than now with a new book coming out in November, and a new show next year!
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reyque · 5 months
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Thorn sketch thing that turned out okay ish for my first time drawing a dragon
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lunamond · 4 months
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Eragon and Saphira facing Murtagh and Thorn on the Burning Planes 🫠
I remember this used to be one of my favourite moments when I was younger. I used to reread this and a couple of other moments obsessively 😅
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solarisetlesetoiles · 7 months
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blorbos taking a snooze
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saphira-approves · 5 months
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Something something professional artist jargon something something insert art knowledge here—whatever I want to talk about the book covers
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So you’ve got Eragon, with a 3/4 portrait of Saphira; she’s giving a benevolent side eye with almost a Mona Lisa smile, she’s got that gleam in her eye, she’s looking at you but not head on—listen, this was the whole reason I picked up the book in the first place when I was eleven, she was so clearly full of life and personality and I just really wanted to meet her. It’s a really good glimpse of her character before even opening the book. She’s engaging you, but also maybe judging you a little bit, and she has a lot of thoughts but she’s going to keep them to herself for right now, thank you.
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We’re skipping Eldest for right now because I have a point to make. Shush.
For Brisingr, we get a perfect side portrait of Glaedr, the grumpy old man. He’s not even side-eyeing the viewer like Saphira does; he is eyes forward, goal-oriented, noble and regal and, unless you’re worth his time, not really going to bother with you because he has Important Business to attend to. He is The Last of the pre-Fall dragons, his Rider is The Last of the pre-Fall Riders, he represents a bygone era that will never fully be resurrected, but can still inspire the present to fight for the future; he is no longer fully his own dragon, but a Relic, a Memory, a Symbol. He’s not anxious about it the way Eragon or Saphira might be; he has grieved for a century, he couldn’t be anxious about it if he tried. But he knows that keeping his integrity intact is important, and so this is how he presents himself: Noble. Regal. The Survivor. The Last.
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Fírnen graces the cover of Inheritance, bookending the original series by almost perfectly mirroring Saphira—and seriously, it is so satisfying to line the books up with these two at the ends. Though he’s got a 3/4 profile like Saphira, Fírnen is much more reserved. No Mona Lisa smile, no mischievous gleam in his eye; he simply looks at you, and you look back, and you wonder what he’s thinking. He is, in fact, a lot like Arya—anyone who’s read the previous three books up to that point and hasn’t been spoiled for the ending might be able to guess, just from this portrait, who the final egg would hatch for. It’s also a perfect expression for the Final Book, with the fate of Alagaësia and the dragons hanging in the balance: what world does this mysterious dragon emerge into? A war-torn apocalypse? A hard-won victory? What does his future entail, and thus, what do the futures of our favorite characters entail? You ask him so many questions, but all he will ever do is stare deep into your soul with his somber, too-knowing gaze.
And now for the main event:
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My beautiful precious son, the red-scaled Thorn, staring you down from the covers of both Eldest and Murtagh. I have loved the cover of the second book ever since I first picked it up, and my appreciation has only grown with time; needless to say I was very excited when the Murtagh cover dropped, and I got to see both of my favorite characters in one place. For both of these, Thorn takes the same stance: a full-frontal combative position, looking You, The Viewer directly in the eye, daring you to judge him, daring you to get in his way. I’ve always had my own opinions about what lay behind this show of force, and the context we get in Murtagh does not disappoint. He may be terrifying, he may be the scourge of the war, but underneath all that, Thorn is terrified. He’s traumatized, he’s claustrophobic, his body is too big for his age; he is painfully young still, and yet treated like a dragon ten times his age because that’s how he looks. He’s also sweet, and playful, and cares so much about his Rider, and wants desperately to keep Murtagh safe and happy. Just like Murtagh, he hides all of that—the fear and the softness both—behind a visage of ferocity, playing into the fears and preconceived notions people have of him, warning enemies away so they can’t get too close to what will actually hurt him. He dares you to try. He’s terrified you will try. He will fight tooth and nail if you do try.
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hurricanes-art · 2 months
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doodling a fairy tale au concept
dragons have opposable thumbs so they can commit crimes 👍
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So Murtagh doesn’t seem to know that Eragon is permanently off the continent of Alageasia. He can never come back. I have a feeling that when he does find out about this, he’s going to be a bit miffed, but then when (for the sake of the scene) it’s revealed that Eragon swore fealty to Nasuada and became a adopted family member of Durgrimst Ingeitum and promise justice/vengeance for the murder of Hrothgar, he’s going to go from miffed to angry.
Angry that Eragon is skirting the line of being an Oathbreaker, is never held accountable for it and gets a pass because of his heroics, while Murtagh is an actual oathbreaker who is hated and had to suffer under the oaths he made under duress.
Angry that Eragon left the Empire in a delicate state of transition not thinking of the full ramifications of his absence.
Angry that loosing a powerful and trusted magic wielder is what may have pushed Nasuada to force magic users join Du Vrangr Gata and swear fealty to her, or have them drugged to the point where they can’t use magic.
Then, he remembers his time as Bachel’s prisoner. The drugging, the torture, barely remembering how much he regretted not reaching out to Eragon for assistance… How he wished he had swallowed his pride and desperately wanted Eragon and Saphira to save him and Thorn.
The hot bludgeon of his anger turns into a lance of betrayal which burns hot before smoldering and cooling into betrayal-sadness which leaves him feeling hollow.
Numbly, he realizes that even if he had asked Eragon to help him investigate Nal Gorgoth, he wouldn’t have come. For the second time in his life when he wanted to be rescued from forced servitude, Eragon couldn’t, wouldn’t come to his aid. (He turns away from the argument with Eragon, mounts Thorn and flies away to cool down)
Worse still, with Galbatorix, Murtagh wanted rescue, but knew Eragon wouldn’t be able to win in a fight against Galbatorix to save him. The King was too powerful, Eragon had a limited though impressive arsenal of magic when Murtagh was kidnapped back to Urû’baen.
At Nal Gorgoth with Bachel, Eragon was far more powerful and Murtagh had confidence that if Eragon did come a rescue would have been successful.
He knew Eragon going to Urû’baen would be futile; he believed Eragon would triumph in Nal Gorgoth.
But it didn’t matter.
He laments on Thorn that his friend turned half brother turned enemy turned ally would never be there for him the way he needed him to be.
The echoing chasm of loneliness and betrayal had never felt so bitter nor made him feel so hollow. He (and Thorn) was well and truly alone.
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fuck-kirk · 9 months
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Thinking about Murtagh. Thinking about Nasuada. Thinking about Murtagh and Nasuada. Thinking about how Murtagh literally changes his entire being, his true name, because he finally realizes what it’s like to be willing to fight and die to protect another person. What it’s like to love and be loved. Thinking about how Nasuada had to let Murtagh go, both for his own good and hers.
Thinking about how Murtagh and Nasuada both survived a final battle they had no reason to expect to come away from. Thinking about how they are both whole, safe, and free…and yet circumstances demand they must stay apart. Thinking about how Murtagh is immortal, and Nasuada is not. She will grow old while he stays the same. She will live a life without him and someday, she will die. All the while Murtagh must stay away and watch the love of his life wither from old age.
Thinking about all the times Murtagh mentions that Eragon got the better end of the stick. And how, in this, too, Eragon’s situation still comes out on top. Eragon’s love is an elf, and on top of that, a rider. Even if they aren’t right for each other now, maybe someday, a millennia down the line, they will be. And even if not, they will remain friends through the centuries. Murtagh is not afforded even that mercy. He is not able to spend the time he does have with the one person he loves and trusts above all others (besides Thorn). The person he fought so hard for he changed the very core of his being in order to protect. The person he loved so much he broke himself from his own enslavement in order to have even a chance of saving her.
Thinking about how despite it all, he will still lose her in the end to time.
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thehoodedneku · 11 months
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The Thorn in your side ;) a Thorn a day keeps King Galbatorix away (that's not how the saying goes)
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modern-inheritance · 3 months
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For a future story
The elf picked at the grass by her knee. If Murtagh knew any better, he’d say she looked almost uncertain. “…They ask about you two, you know. Pretty often.”
“The elves?” Murtagh suppressed a snort. “I’m sure some of them would love to get their hands on us.”
“No.” Arya shook her head. “The Eldunarí.”
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yourlocaldragondealer · 5 months
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HAPPY MURTAGH DAY EVERYBODY
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lunamond · 5 months
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Murtagh and a very grumpy Silna in the tunnels under Gil'ead
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