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Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today

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CHAPTER TWELVE 

Rion yawned and stretched, then got a good enough look at his surroundings to wonder where in blazes he was. The last thing he remembered was being at Mother’s house….

How nice that Green automatically builds in all of these "Previously, on the Blendingverse" recaps into ALL OF HER CHAPTERS when nothing has happened.

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“No, that’s not the last thing,” he murmured when he saw Tamrissa sound asleep just a few beds away. Memory now flooded back about the way he’d been rescued, and Naran had been there as well. He had a vague memory of traveling in a coach forever, and then of being carried. And Vallant had also been there …

Without stopping to think, Rion swung his legs off the thin, narrow bed and stood, pausing to stretch again before realizing that he’d done it all without help. That abomination he’d been fed had finally worn off, then, and what a relief it was. Hobbling about like an old man, needing the help of others to walk without falling—

Sudden worry caused Rion to stand unmoving. His mind seemed perfectly all right, but he’d abruptly remembered what Mother had said about his talent. He was supposed to have been permanently damaged, especially since he hadn’t been free to fight against the damage. Well, he seemed to be free now, so it might be wisest to see if something positive could be done.

This isn't any more interesting to read the second time.

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Rion first took a deep breath to brace himself against what he might find, and then he gingerly reached toward the power. There was a slight drag to his efforts at first, as though he needed to break through some sort of delicate barrier, and then his touch was full and sure. Strength flowed into him, both physical and talent-wise, and once again he was aware of everything to do with the air about him.

“It’s all there, just as it was before the betrayal!” he whispered ecstatically, needing to say the words aloud to make them absolutely real and true.

Nobody with half a brain cell thought anything else was going to be the case.

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But he had no wish to waken Tamrissa from the sleep she so obviously needed, and he also wanted to find Naran. It would be nice to know where they were, and also what they’d be doing next—

A door at the far end of the narrow room opened on a privacy facility, so Rion made use of it before trying the other door. He also used the shaving gear near the basin to rid himself of stubble, and splashed water into his face to drive away the last mists of sleep. But finding a bath house would soon become an absolute, top-drawer priority. He’d never slept in his clothes before, and disliked the sweaty, rumpled sensation doing it had left behind.

BATHS! I'm incrementing the bath counter for the mention, since we got saddled with a description of Rion shaving in a way that reveals nothing important about setting, plot, or character.

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The second door led into a corridor, and after closing the thing as silently as possible he followed the corridor to an archway at what appeared to be its end. As he approached he heard low conversation, and stepping inside showed him a room filled with tables and chairs and people eating. Hunger suddenly touched him as well, but Naran had seen him come in. He first wanted to give her the good news, and then he would find a plate to fill.

83 words that could have been replaced with "Rion found Naran in the dining area."

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“Good morning, my love,” Naran greeted him with a matchless smile once he was close enough, her lovely eyes shining. “I’m delighted to see you up and around again, and I apologize for not waiting until you awoke. When I opened my eyes I discovered that I was ravenous, and so had to come looking for something to eat.”

“Apologies would be necessary only if you hadn’t seen to yourself, my love,” he returned, bending to exchange a quick kiss with her. “And I must say I agree with you. It’s a very good morning indeed.”

“Oh, Rion, you’ve completely returned to yourself!” she exclaimed delightedly, taking the hand he held out. “I knew you would, but there was confusion about when.

:barf: but also :siren: Naran is Important :siren:

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Oh, excuse my terrible manners. This gentleman is Dom Paisin Phile, one of those who are so kindly helping us.”

Why did we have to meet this guy twice?

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The tall, thin man sitting with Naran rose with a smile to offer his hand, and Rion took it while showing his own smile. It was marvelous to feel like a full man again, and also to be treated like one….

Some real toxic masculinity right here.

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“It’s good to see you up and about, Dom Mardimil,” the man Phile said warmly. “Please help yourself to something to break your fast, and then I’ll leave you and Dama Whist alone.”

“It’s difficult to be alone in a room filled with so many people, Dom Phile,” Rion responded easily. “Please stay where you are, and I’ll return in a moment.”

Phile nodded his thanks for and acceptance of the invitation, so Rion went to locate the food he’d been able to smell ever since he’d walked in. The long counter he found it on wasn’t precisely a buffet, and the platters holding the food weren’t warmers. But there was still a circle of warmth around the eggs, bacon, and fried potatoes, as well as around the lightly toasted bread. Those four things were the only offerings, but there was enough of each that Rion was able to help himself with a free hand.

After taking a dollop of butter and one pinch each of salt and pepper from the bowls holding them, Rion prepared a cup of tea then returned to the table where Naran and Phile sat. It was faintly amusing that at one time Rion would have been unable to touch any of the crudely arranged food, but Mother’s prejudices happily no longer affected him.

We've gotten more words on Rion getting breakfast from a buffet than we have on characterization, though I kind of like this little bit of irony in Rion's character—except I'm not sure it's actually intended as irony.

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“Dom Phile was just telling me what some of his people are doing now,” Naran said when Rion sat with his plate and cup in front of him. “They haven’t been able to locate Jovvi and Lorand either, but Dom Meerk feels they might pick up a clue from Vallant’s situation. He was brought to that vile Eltrina Razas’s house from somewhere, and the men who had been watching her house might just have followed the wagon which brought him when it returned to wherever it had come from.”

“Unfortunately those men aren’t here, or we would already know if one of them did follow the wagon back,” Phile put in, his expression one of disturbance mixed with frustration and anxiety. “I sent people to search for them first thing this morning, as soon as the warehouse opened. We can’t afford to have our men be seen coming and going from here at all hours unless there’s an emergency, and your arrival during the wee hours was emergency enough for one day.”

This is never explained. It implies the nobility have competent spies, in which case, why would you set your competent spies on watching a toothless commoner organization like this instead of watching the people who are (supposedly) brainwashed and mind controlled walking nuclear weapons that any random low ranked flunky in the nobility has the command phrase for? Because all of the spies we saw keeping tabs on Our Heroes were totally useless.

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“When we do manage to locate them, at least I’ll be able to assist Tamrissa in freeing them,” Rion put in after swallowing. “I would have dearly loved being able to help with Vallant, even though Tamrissa had no need of my help. You have no idea how helpless one feels…” Rion shook his head, forcibly dismissing the memory, then added, “And speaking of Vallant, what became of him? He was neither in that sleeping room, nor, so far as I can see, is he in this room. Has he gone out of wherever this place happens to be?”

Rion gets points for actually remembering Vallant. Shame that Vallant doesn't care anywhere as much for Rion.

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“We’re in a secret section of a warehouse,” Phile replied, then went on to describe the location of their surroundings before adding, “And Dom Ro was taken to a dormitory room with a window. I was told that Dama Domon mentioned how uncomfortable he would find it to be in this area with us, so Alsin—Dom Meerk—had him moved.”

“I would appreciate directions to where he is,” Rion said with a nod after another bite. “Once I finish breakfasting, I mean to go and see how he’s doing. I’m certain he’ll be just as eager to help free Jovvi and Lorand as I am.”

“And I’ll go with you,” Naran said with a smile. “I need to see both of you up and about for a time before I’ll find it possible to wipe away the image of the two of you just lying there unmoving—Please excuse me while I go for another cup of tea.”

Twice in one chapter. :doh:

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Rion put a supporting hand to her arm for a moment before allowing her to hurry away, just to help convince her that he really was returned to himself. He hadn’t fully understood just how frantic she must have been when none of them returned to the residence, but he was beginning to. Add to that the way he’d looked when Tamrissa had freed him … It was a wonder that his poor beloved hadn’t broken down in hysterics….

I hate the word hysterics and its etymology so much. I think it's starting to lose the gendered meaning that it began with but since this is a Sharon Green book that was written in the 90s and in a male POV, well :shrug:

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Naran was smiling easily again by the time she returned with a fresh cup of tea, giving Rion a better idea of the strength possessed by the woman he loved. He couldn’t have been more proud of her,

OMFG. The casual levels of sexism in these books. This is in a POV of one of the three men in the whole series who are supposed to be the Real Ideal Men.

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and he spent the rest of the meal gazing at her in wonder. How he had been so blessed as to gain her love was a mystery he would likely never solve, most especially now that he knew himself to be something other than a real noble. He was no more than a sham in that respect, but with Naran beside him he would forge a reality even stronger and more successful.

Can you start by just seeing women as people and not women?

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When Rion had finished, Phile offered to guide them to Vallant rather than simply supplying directions. Rion and Naran accepted the warmly given offer, then followed the man through the archway on the far side of the dining area. The place reminded Rion of that tavern he and the other men of the residence had had such a marvelous time in, the tavern where he’d first met Naran. No wonder he’d felt so immediately at home in the area, or rather, not at home …

But WHY does this secret part of the warehouse remind you of the upstairs rooms with sex workers in a tavern? How do you write so many words of description and still end up conveying such a bland picture? :iiam:

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Phile turned right up the corridor, then, after a short distance, right again. This latter corridor proved to be rather long, but at the end of it was a crossing corridor which held three doorways fairly close together. Phile stopped there and indicated the door farthest to the left.

“Dom Ro was put in there, as there were already men in the other two dormitories,” he said. “We’ve learned that those who feel discomfort in windowless places also dislike being in the midst of crowds, and it’s in all our best interests to have Dom Ro recover as quickly and completely as possible. If you should happen to need me, ask any of the men you see to come get me. I’ll be doing my—‘job’—in the warehouse.”

He left with a parting smile, providing Rion with a reason to admire his discretion. Another man might have hung about, having no idea that his presence might be an intrusion.

Uh, Rion? I think the dude's just busy. He's the second-in-command of the only commoner watchdog organization in the empire. It's so frustrating when we get little details like this. In the hands of a better author, I'd know for sure this is intended to be characterization. Because it's Green, I'm not sure whether this is genuinely meant. :bang:

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It was pleasant to knock on the indicated door with no one but Naran beside him … just in case Vallant wasn’t as fully returned to himself as he should be….

Rion waited, then knocked a second time, but when he still received no answer he reached to the doorknob and quietly opened the door. His ability told him that someone was indeed in the room, and it was perfectly possible that Vallant hadn’t yet awakened. If so, he and Naran would simply have to return a bit later….

:toot: look at Rion actually using the magical radar ability he figured out in a previous bok.

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And the person in the room certainly did prove to be Vallant.

Why do we have such useless sentences that drag down the prose like this? :bang:

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The big ex-sea captain lay on his back on the narrow bed closest to the large window, a window which had been swung open almost completely. The blank side of a building stood no more than feet beyond the window, but a rope and pulley arrangement at the window’s side said that reaching the street outside would be no more than slightly difficult. Rion knew that Vallant must appreciate the arrangement quite a bit, at the same time realizing that the man was awake.

“Vallant, are you all right?” Rion asked with quickly growing concern when the man on the bed made no effort to see who had come in. “It’s Rion, and Naran is with me. Is there something we can do? Can we bring you food?”

“I’ve already eaten, thank you,” Vallant replied in a distant, emotionless voice, his gaze unmoving from the opened window. “A fellow came by earlier, right after I awoke. He said the eatin’ hall is much deeper inside the maze, and so he brought me a plate with everythin’ available. Because he knew I would never be able to stand goin’ to the eatin’ hall myself.”

Rion exchanged a worried glance with Naran, but she seemed to be at as much of a loss as he. This wasn’t the same Vallant Ro they’d known, speaking to them as though they weren’t really there.

Vallant is still Vallant, it's just now you can see how :emo: he is.

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Something was seriously wrong, and although Rion dreaded whatever he might learn, he still had to ask.

“Vallant, tell me what’s troubling you,” he urged in a gentle voice, stepping more fully into the room. “I want to help, but it’s impossible for me to do so until I learn what I must help with. Are you still held in the grip of that hilsom powder?”

“No, that sedative wore off some time ago,” came the response, still as distant and chilling with all trace of humanity gone. “I can get up and walk all by myself now, but I found that there’s two things I can’t do: go to the eatin’ hall and have a meal there, and touch the power. I find it amusin’ that I no longer even know where the power is, not to speak of touchin’ it. If—people—thought I was useless and pitiful before, wait until they see me now …”

The lifeless words trailed off, but the silence came far too late to keep Rion from being touched by ice. Mother had threatened him with permanent damage, but it was Vallant who now had to face the life of a cripple. Rion felt like weeping for his brother’s loss, but tears had proven themselves useless in really serious situations, which that one certainly was. He held to Naran instead as she clung to him, trying to think of what in the world it was possible to say….

Oh would you look at that? Surely, conflict lies ahead for our characters!

Not-spoilers because this is a Green novel: nah, as if Green would let anything happen to perfect, handsome, Knight-in-Shining-Aspect-who-totally-respects-women-because-they-all-want-to-sleep-with-him Vallant; because Tamrissa couldn't possibly be Forever Soulmates with someone who doesn't match her as The Strongest Water Magic Talent Ever, that just wouldn't be a good match.

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Vallant had to struggle awake, but once he got a grip on the condition he was able to retain that grip. In another moment he had his eyes open, and then he discovered that the more he did, the less he had to struggle. Sitting up led to stretching hard, and then he climbed to his feet.

Surprise POV switch without any line breaks or dividers in the ebook!

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“Better,” he muttered as he looked around, running one hand through his hair. His enjoyment of the freedom wasn’t yet complete, not when his muscles felt stiff and his mind fuzzy. It would obviously take a while before that drug he’d been given was completely gone from his system, but at least he could move around on his own while he waited for it to be gone. And the first place he meant to move to was the door in the wall opposite the line of cots. He needed privacy facilities rather badly, but if he’d needed help to use them…

Remember how Vallant and Pagin didn't actually need to go to the toilet to pee because Water magic users can apparently just remove the pee from their bladders and vanish it into the air or the clouds or wherever else they dump water moisture when they don't need it anymore?

Either Green didn't, or she felt like we needed to know about Vallant's bowel movements.

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But happily he needed no help, and when he emerged again he was able to look about a bit more thoroughly. The big open window at one end of the relatively small room had worked to calm his automatic unease, but when he opened the door leading out of the room his insides immediately knotted up. The corridors beyond the door were tiny and completely enclosed, and there was no telling where the next window or door to the outside might be found. Vallant felt a clutch of fear at the thought that he was trapped, and only the presence of the window in the room behind him kept him from falling into panic. Where in the name of chaos was this place, and what was he doing here?

“Hey, good morning,” a voice said, and Vallant turned his head to the left to see a man emerging from the corridor a few feet away. “We thought you might be up and about by now, so I brought you some breakfast.”

Sure, we already got the summary of what happened in Vallant's conversation with Rion and Naran, but WHY NOT, let's force ourselves to sit through the whole thing again, because SURELY Green will contribute new information or character moment that will make reading all 2,135 words of this Vallant POV.

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Vallant had already noticed the tray by then, and the aroma of the food had begun to take its turn knotting his stomach. He stepped back at the stranger’s approach and managed something of a smile.

“You’re the best-lookin’ room maid I’ve seen in a long time,” he commented,

Oh FFS, Vallant. You're hitting on men now too? Can no one escape your sleaze?

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glancing around the sparsely furnished room again. “There’s no table in here to eat at, but I don’t mean to let that stop me.

What even is this line of dialogue? The guy BROUGHT YOU A TRAY OF BREAKFAST Vallant.

:ughh:

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Just set that tray down on one of the cots, and I’ll take it from there. And by the way— thank you for botherin’.”

He really should have just left you in here to starve, imo.

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“No problem,” the man returned amiably after putting down the tray. “My brother has your trouble, and when he’s here he starts choking everywhere but in one of these dormitories. Walking down to the eating area is completely beyond him, since it’s a bit like a maze that you walk through to get there. They finally moved my brother to another facility, and now he’s a lot happier. And since I didn’t know what you would like, I brought some of everything.”

“Decent of you,” Vallant said distractedly, suddenly not quite as hungry as he’d been. With half the nobility knowing about his problem, the matter hadn’t precisely been a secret until now. But these people in whatever this place was … now it seemed that all of them knew as well, which somehow made the situation more than mildly humiliating.

What I want to know is how you managed to survive on a ship. Ships aren't exactly roomy places. But I guess when Green rolled your character, she must have done the thing where she takes a critical flaw and then a critical skill that selectively nerfs the flaw to the point where it doesn't matter.

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“Well, go ahead and dig in,” the man urged with a gesture of both hands. “We don’t stand on ceremony here, not when we don’t know if some emergency won’t keep us from sitting down to our next meal on time. And we want you and your friends to be healthy and strong. We’ve needed something everyone can rally behind for a long time, and once we have all five of you rescued we’ll have that something.”

Okay, maybe Rion had a point. This guy doesn't seem to get that Vallant wants to be left alone to eat.

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“You’ve found Jovvi and Lorand?” Vallant asked around a mouthful of eggs, hunger finally overcoming discomfort. “I remember now that they weren’t with us.”

“We may have found something that will lead us to them,” the man replied, pacing around in a tight circle rather than sitting down. “Some of our people are looking into it now, and you can take my word that they’ll do everything they can. We’ve sworn to find a way to bring the nobles down without bloodshed, and this has to be it.”

“You expect to use their cheatin’ with us to force them out of power,” Vallant stated, staring at the man thoughtfully as he chewed. “Simply provin’ they cheated won’t do anythin’ but make them laugh, not when there’s no one around who can demand that they give up their place and make the demand stick. If they have to, they’ll fight to keep what they have; anyone wantin’ to take them down has to be just as willin’ to fight.”

Oh look, it's soapbox time. And for once, it's not Tamrissa doing the soapboxing.

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“But that’s not true at all,” the man protested with a small laugh. “The nobles may be greedy pigs, but they aren’t stupid. Trying to fight once everyone knows the truth about you is mindless, so they’ll have to step down. They simply won’t have any other choice.”

“They’ll have the choice of killin’ the first five or ten or a hundred people talkin’ against them,” Vallant pointed out, knowing he probably wasted his breath. “After that the talk will stop, and everythin’ will go back to the way it was. If you aren’t willin’ to fight to get and keep what’s important to you, you probably won’t get it in the first place.”

“No, it’s not going to be like that,” the man insisted stubbornly, the words almost a litany. “We’ll expose the nobles for the cheats they are, and then they’ll be forced to step down. It’s barbaric to think that people have to be fighting all the time…. Look, I have work to do, so I’ll come back for the tray later. Enjoy your meal.”

And with that he was gone, probably to keep from hearing Vallant ruin his dream again. The world had need of people who were incapable of fighting, to maintain whatever peace the fighters achieved. That was the way progress was maintained and improved upon, but as long as human beings were involved, peace was an unstable condition at best. There would always be someone coming along who wanted to take away whatever others had managed to earn, and only being ready, willing, and able to fight might keep that fight from happening. The nobles obviously knew that, considering the number of guardsmen they kept around themselves; a shame that man would never know the same… .

Reading this after the Jan 6 2020 Capitol Hill riots makes me very, very uncomfortable.

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Vallant worked his way through most of the food on the tray, using the contents of the pitcher of tea to wash it all down.

We've moved beyond cups now, we've gone to pitcher level. Do I increment the counter by 1 because it's a single instance or 10 because of volume?

Also, have I been reading every instance of tea wrong in these books? Are we, in fact, talking about Southern style sweet tea?

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When he finished he felt a good deal better, more ready to face the world and what it brought. The stiffness in his body was almost gone, and most of the fuzziness in his mind. Now if he could just figure out a way to find Tamrissa and the others …

Thought of Tamrissa made Vallant pause, reminding him as it did of the night before. He’d been deeply and completely humiliated in front of her, and afterward he hadn’t been able to face her. That pity he’d been certain she felt … could he have been mistaken and simply imagining things? He loved her so much that he never wanted to be anything but perfect in her eyes….

So. Much. Toxic. Masculinity.

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Standing up and walking to the window gave Vallant a chance to think, and by the time he had a closer view of the building which stood so near this one he also had an answer. The questions of where Tamrissa had spent the night, who had told these people about his problem, and where the woman he loved might be right now—they said it all. If her own love hadn’t turned to pity, she would have been there when he first opened his eyes.

OMFG Vallant, not everything is about you.

I'm also sad to say that this exact thing is going to play out again next book when we get the inevitable dumb love triangle.

:ughh:

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He took a very deep breath, realizing he couldn’t blame her. He was supposed to be the strength she relied on to bolster her sometimes less-than-adequate self-confidence, and he’d failed her. Not only hadn’t he been able to rescue her from capture, she’d had the trouble of needing to rescue him! And look at him right now, wanting to go searching for his friends but too afraid to leave the room. He was patently useless, in everything but his talent—

Another memory froze Vallant where he stood, this time a memory of something said last night during the coach ride. It was Rion who’d mentioned it, telling the others that his mother had claimed he was permanently damaged. Tamrissa had said she’d been told something of the same, and he himself had a very vague memory of something the Razas woman might have said.

But that didn’t necessarily mean anything, Vallant told himself with a forced laugh. Tamrissa hadn’t been hurt at all, and Rion had insisted he would recover to spite his mother, if for no other reason. That should mean that he was all right as well, even though he’d as yet made no effort to touch the power. All he had to do was reach out…

In no time at all the sweat began to stand out on Vallant’s brow, but that was the only evidence of his efforts. He’d fought to open himself to the power, fought to touch it, but finally had to admit to himself that he didn’t even know where the power was. He’d been aware of the vastness of it for his entire life, and now all trace of it had disappeared. Gone, leaving him damaged forever …

We could have had a whole chapter on Vallant wrestling with this! It could even possibly have been good!

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Vallant groped his way to the nearest cot and slowly lay down on it, so deep in shock that the world seemed miles away. And hidden behind transparent cotton, which was for his own protection. He needed to be protected now, just as all thoroughly useless people needed to be. He had nothing left, and even from a distance of miles he was able to feel the edges of the excruciating pain brought by that knowledge.

This is the most shallow, :emo: way of writing this.

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He floated in nothingness for quite some time, then a sound came that was easy to ignore. A repetition of the sound still brought nothing in the way of reaction from him, but a time later there was a familiar voice, and the words spoken worked their way through to him.

“Vallant, are you all right?” the voice asked. “It’s Rion, and Naran is with me. Is there something we can do? Can we bring you food?”

“I’ve already eaten, thank you,” Vallant replied, feeling very far away. “A fellow came by earlier, right after I awoke. He said the eatin’ hall is much deeper inside the maze, and so he brought me a plate with everythin’ available. Because he knew I would never be able to stand goin’ to the eatin’ hall myself…”

There was silence for a time, and then the familiar voice came again.

“Vallant, tell me what’s troubling you,” it urged. “I want to help, but it’s impossible for me to do so until I learn what I must help with. Are you still held in the grip of that hilsom powder?”

“No, that sedative wore off some time ago,” Vallant replied, still untouched by anything said. “I can get up and walk all by myself now, but I found that there’s two things I can’t do: go to the eatin’ hall and have a meal there, and touch the power. I find it amusin’ that I no longer even know where the power is, not to speak of touchin’ it. If—people— thought I was useless and pitiful before, wait until they see me now …”

Why did we need to read this horribly boring dialogue again?

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After Vallant spoke the truth there was an even heavier silence than before, one which he appreciated. It gave him the chance to let his own words echo inside his head, forcing him to get used to them. Even though he didn’t want to get used to them. They hurt so very much, but all the wishing in the world couldn’t wish them into being a lie. Not that it really mattered anymore….

:emo: Vallant is the worst POV to be reading.

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“So here you all are,” another familiar voice suddenly came. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you. Alsin has come back with an answer, so we have to leave here as soon as possible. Don’t stare at me like that, Rion, I’m not being hysterical. Furious is what I am, that and worried sick. He told me that Jovvi and Lorand are no longer in the city. Those animals have sent them somewhere, and we have to follow and get them back.”

Give me one reason—ONE—why Tamrissa isn't just as insufferable as the nobles.

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And that was news so serious that it even came close to reaching Vallant.

Seriously, Vallant?

:ughh:

Summary:

Day 25
Rion and Vallant wake up and have a very dull, boring breakfast where neither of them discover anything interesting, except for the fact that Vallant can't feel where the power is anymore, let alone access it, which of course means Vallant has fully activated :emo: mode. Tamrissa shows up with news that Alsin has managed to track down Jovvi and Lorand's whereabouts.

Counts so far:

NAMED ON-SCREEN CHARACTERS WHO WE'LL NEVER SEE AGAIN: 53 (24 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Mildon Coll, Phor Riven, Jeris Womal, Eldra Sappin, Fod, Lord Astrath, Torrin Ro, Vish "the Fish", Jamrin, Hark, Reshin, Fellar, Ennis, Vosin, Parli Hafford, Regensi, Weeks, Adept Aminto, Mem Follil, Toblis, Kogrin, Lemmis Admen, Miklas
Book 2: Nialla, Emar Rumil, Leta Vas, Grami Arstin, Deever, Pracer, Oshin, Arnot, Morin, Rilin, Kinge, Lomad, Worlen, Lidim, Arkow, Odrin
Book 3: Damilla Sytoss, Edril Lanton, Carmad Lestrin (minor spoiler - sorry, you're not going to see him again), Relana, Lord Anglard, Lord Fortner Oplis, Glindil
Book 4: Fasher, Wirn, Bowes, Ditras, Rovelon, Lord Advisor Velim Shoons

TOTALLY INDISTINCT ON-SCREEN LOCATIONS: 34 (9 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3)
Book 1: Rincammon, Haven Wraithside, Tamrissa's house in Gan Garee, Port Entril, testing facility in Gan Garee, Regensi's shop, Ginge's tavern, Magross bridge, mastery facility outside Gan Garee
Book 2: Nialla's house, Vas residence, Weil residence, Arstin residence in Gan Garee, dining parlor near Tamrissa's house, shop near dining parlor, Naran's "house", noble antagonists' residence, the Seated Five's palace, the ballroom inside the palace
Book 3: a courtroom, an ampitheatre, Relana's house, Ollon Kapmar's house, Eltrina's house, a random noble's house, High Lord Embisson Ruhl's house, a random park, the amphitheatre
Book 4: Bedroom in Lord Lanir's house, Mardimil house in Gan Garee, Eltrina's disappointing sex dungeon closet, "small" dining room in Lord Lanir's house, Zolind's house, outside Lord Lanir's house, Meerk's secret warehouse

MEALS ON-SCREEN: 36 (15 in Book 1; 9 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Day 1 (lunch, dinner), Day 2 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 3 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 4 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 5 (lunch, dinner), Day 6 (breakfast, lunch)
Book 2: Day 6 (dinner), Day 7 (post-mastery snack, dinner), Day 8 (breakfast, post-competition snack, dinner), Day 9 (breakfast, lunch, canapés at the masked reception at the palace)
Book 3: Day 10 (breakfast, dinner), Day 11 (lunch, dinner), Day 12 (breakfast x2), Day 22 (breakfast)
Book 4: Day 23 (lunch, a late afternoon bite, dinner), Day 25: (breakfast x2)

EUPHEMISMS FOR BODY PARTS/SEX ACTS: 28 (9 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3; 1 in Book 4)
Male: <character name>'s body (x2), discomfort (x1), manhood (x1), desire (x3), renewed need (x1), large and hard, the most perfect of men (x1), dignity (x1), conflagration raging inside (1x), his privates (x1), him (x2)
Female: womanhood (x2), entrance of ultimate bliss (x1), desire (x2), incredible tunnel (x1), womanflesh (x1), body (x1)
Sex acts: merged/merged our essences (x4), shared themselves/sharing (x2), exercise (x1), entering/entered (x3), fuse their flesh (x1), physical love (x1)
Orgasm: (ultimate) ecstasy (x2)

TERMS OF ENDEARMENT: 19 (3 in Book 1; 13 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
Male: love (x4), my fleeting love (x1), my lord (x5), my beloved lord (x3), my love (x1)
Female: sweet girl (x1), my sweet (x1), sweetling (x1), my love (x2), sweet lady (x1), precious lady (x1)

ANTAGONISTS: 34 (11 introduced in Book 1; 20 introduced in Book 2; 3 introduced in Book 3)
General: Unnamed Chairman/Ollon Kapmar (?) and the five Seated Highs in each aspect, Eltrina Razas, Bron Kallan, Selendi Vas, Homin Weil, Kambil Arstin, Delin Moord, group wearing gold and blue costumes at the ball (Adriari's Blending), Simin Dolf, Embisson Ruhl, Zolind Maylock
Lorand: Eskin Drowd, group of mystery thugs who hold Hat's gambling debts Meerk, Hestir, Morin
Jovvi: Allestine and her henchmen Ark and Bar, Genovir, Algus
Clarion: Hallina Mardimil, Eskin Drowd, Padril, Arnot
Tamrissa: Storn and Avrina Torgar, Beldara Lant, Odrin Hallasser, Soonen, Gerdol, Lanir (who is the Seated High in Fire magic and he's just made it personal)
Vallant: Mirra Agran and her parents, Wimand, Rilir

PLOTHOLES: 129 (39 in Book 1; 23 in Book 2; 56 in Book 3)
COACH RIDES: 62 (21 in Book 1; 25 in Book 2; 10 in Book 3)
MEETINGS IN COACHES: 19 (4 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 4 in Book 3)
OTHER MEETINGS: 36 (3 in Book 1; 12 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
INTERRUPTED MONOLOGUING: 134 (31 in Book 1; 31 in Book 2; 34 in Book 3)
"CLIFFHANGERS": 72 (18 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 30 in Book 3)
POINTLESS TAMRISSA NARRATION: 14 (11 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
TEA DRINKING: 82 (22 in Book 1; 26 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
BLATANT MORALIZING: 40 (19 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 11 in Book 3)
BATH SCENES: 14 (9 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
WILFUL MISUNDERSTANDINGS: 10 (6 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
MIND CONTROL: 24 (5 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 15 in Book 3)
BADLY WRITTEN SEX SCENES: 14, including 4 rape scenes (2 in Book 1; 4 in Book 2, including 1 rape scene; 6 in Book 3, including 1 rape scene; 2 in Book 4, 2 of which are rape scenes)
DON'T EAT THAT: 1 (1 in Book 3)
SPIRIT MAGIC/PUREDAN RETCONS: 1 (1 in Book 3)

REPETITIVE POV EVENTS:
  • Oh noes, a fireball (Book 1: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
  • Pass or die (Book 1: Chapters 6, 7, 8, 9, 10)
  • Bathroom encounters (Book 1: Chapters 11, 12, 13, 14, 15)
  • Don't rain on my parade! (Book 1: Chapters 19, 20)
  • Uniform fitting (Book 1: Chapters 20, 21)
  • Random encounters: Round 1 (Book 1: Chapters 25, 32, 33, 35, 38), Round 2 (Book 2: Chapter 21, 31, 33, 34, 35, 37, 40, 42), Round 3 (Book 3: Chapter 25, 26, 27, 36), Round 4 (Book 3: Chapter 40)
  • One, two, three, four, five (Book 1: Chapters 28, 29, 30, 31, 34, 35)
  • A favorite object appears out of thin air (Book 1: Chapters 36, 37 x2, 38)
  • Proof of mastery: Level 1 (Book 1: Chapters 39, 40, 41, 42, 43; Book 2: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 18, 19), Level 2 (Book 2: 22, 23, 24, 25, 26)
  • Animal cheer squad (Book 2: Chapters 1, 4, 5, 22, 24)
  • Hey I just figured out magical radar (Book 2: Chapter 15/Lorand; Book 3: Chapter 6/Jovvi, Book 3: Chapter 28/Rion; Chapter 30/Tamrissa; Chapter 39/Vallant)
  • Foot races: (Book 2: Chapters 31, 32, 33, 34, 35)
  • You won! (Book 2: Chapter 38, 39)
  • Sex bingo (Book 2: Chapter 14, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 2: Chapter 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 41, Rion/Naran; Book 3: Chapters 11, Jovvi/Rion; 28, Lorand/Tamrissa; 29, Vallant/Jovvi; 40, Vallant/Tamrissa)
  • Will it Blend? (Book 3: Chapter 15, 17, 18, 19, 20)
  • Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? (Book 1: Chapters 27, Rion/Jovvi; 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 13, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 3: Chapters 4, Tamrissa/Lorand; 11, Jovvi/Rion; 21, Tamrissa/Lorand; 22, Jovvi/Vallant)
  • Where/who am I?? (Book 3/Book 4: Chapter 49/Chapter 1, 5 times)
  • Oh, I am a prisoner (Book 4: Chapter 2, Tamrissa; Chapter 3, Rion/Vallant)
  • FREEEEEDOOOOM! (Book 4: Chapter 6, Tamrissa; Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)
  • I'm nothing without my talent (Book 4: Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)

Possible fixes:
This chapter is twice as long as it should be, because we do not need to see the exact, same, boring thing from both Rion AND Vallant's POVs. Either of these could work just fine on their own, depending on which part of the narrative you wanted to explore. Someone who's used to being utterly capable suddenly stripped of everything that made him that way? That's a compelling setup! Someone who's just found some real friends for the first time trying to help one of them come to terms with a loss of identity? Also compelling!

Two boring scenes about people eating a dull, boring breakfast where nothing happens in nearly 4,500 words except for someone busting in at the end to say "Hey we got a lead, let's go"?

:ughh:

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Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today
Sorry about slacking off in the frequency of Let's Read posts! I have been busy with trying to write the sequel to my fantasy novel. Turns out writing a sequel is harder than writing the first book :v: so really as much as I make fun of Green's writing and these books, it should be acknowledged that she could produce and that as a series, the Blendingverse books deliver an incredibly consistent reading experience across over some 1.2m words.

That's a guess: we were at 470k total words by the end of Book 3, and there's 5 more books to go, at an average of about 150k words per book. If we round it down to just 1m, since the sequel trilogy is a little bit shorter (I think), Green still actually wrote a LOT of published words that SOLD. That's an achievement of commercial success that deserves some level of recognition.

Over the last three years, I have written 292,810 words of fantasy prose fiction, which consists of:
  • Mastery: a Blendingverse fix fic (56,810 words)
  • Petition, which is a post-magic school fantasy about an angry Asian female underdog fighting privileged rich kids in a job hunt tournament (~115k words)
  • Most of the sequel, Supplicant (~121k words, as of right now—I was supposed to be DONE in 120k words but apparently not. :suicide:)
(I am not counting all the words I've deleted in the process of writing the above because obviously they were deleted for being terrible.)

I have a lot of writing to do if I want to catch up. Maybe I can find some way of speeding up. I'd like to hit 1 million words written and published before we get to the end of this Let's Read—and on that note, I am going to try and keep up with at least 2 posts per month because otherwise we're never going to get to the end of the Blendingverse.

Anyway, seeing that it's Thanksgiving, here's both a thank you and a self-promo plug. Thank you for following along as I dissect these terrible books. When I started the thread two years ago, I had no idea where it would lead but I am very grateful for where I've ended up. This Let's Read project has been a painful but educational exercise for me and I hope that it's been entertaining for you.

If you were curious about my book and want to give it a shot or think someone you know would enjoy it, the ebook is on sale for $0.99 for the whole Black Friday weekend at all major ebook retailers:
https://books2read.com/petition

Here are some recent goon reviews from the SFF thread:

tildes posted:

Just finished the Petition, and can also confirm it’s very good.

Many ways it was good, but one which struck me is how it managed to have conflict/tension between major characters without ever making any of them seem like they were one note or manufacturing conflict for the sake of it (ok there is one character who just sucks as far as our POV character knows, but also maybe it seems like there’s more going on there?). This is not a fully articulated thought, but eg in Red Rising, at some point it felt like characters were being made cartoonishly evil for the sake of manufacturing conflict, or the government just seemed to be lovely for the sake of being lovely. Like they needed to stick a betrayal in to keep the plot going, so they just jammed it in regardless of if it was plausible. Petition felt more like most people involved are basically decent but circumstances are putting them against each other, and society’s structure is not good, but for reasons which make sense/parallel how this happens in reality. It just all felt super believable I think. Making it a bit tough to go back to some of my in progress books which don’t pull this off as well.

Everyone posted:

Petition was really good and now I'm going to have to physically stop myself from pestering the hell out of Leng because I want to read the sequel right this now.

Dilber posted:

I just ripped through Petition by Delilah Waan, whom I think is a goon. I'm pretty sure that I found the book through this thread, and I just wanted to say it's one of the best things I've read recently and I'm excited for book 2.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today

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CHAPTER THIRTEEN 

Kambil walked into the conference room closest to the throne room, relieved that the Seating ceremony was over.

That's it guys. That's all we get on the Seating ceremony. You know, the thing we've been waiting for three and a quarter books to see happen.

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The others felt just as relieved, although they weren’t doing much in the way of talking. They’d agreed that morning to be as quiet and unobtrusive as possible, to lessen the chance that someone would notice Delin’s lack of animation. It had been necessary to put Delin back under full control even before the ceremony …

A pretty subtle reference, for Green, as these things go.

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A servant came forward to offer iced fruit drinks to the new Seated Five, and Kambil accepted the offer with a smile while concentrating on the sensation of the jeweled band about his brow to keep his anger from showing.

This is literally the only time this symbol of authority appears. Minor spoilers for Book 6: we will see Our Heroes become Seated...and there will be no mention of any jeweled bands at all

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He’d been a fool to turn Delin loose and then fail to watch the madman closely, but there had been so much else to do …

You did basically nothing.

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Well, that was an excuse, and from now on there would be no further need for excuses.

Which, in Green terms, means there are gonna be plenty of excuses.

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“Dismiss the servants, please,” a deep pleasant voice came, breaking into Kambil’s thoughts. “There are important matters which we all need to talk about.”

Kambil turned slowly to inspect Lord Ephaim Noll, the most influential Advisor on the Board now that Zolind was gone. The black-haired man was only just past his middle years, and fully as large as Kambil himself. The lack of fat showed that Noll took good care of himself, housing his extremely powerful personality in a matching body. There were those who had been fooled by the man’s soft brown eyes into thinking him weak, but no one had ever made that same mistake twice.

Ephaim Noll is a relatively important minor character. Mainly because Green tells you he is, and not because he gets any characterization of his own.

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“Certainly, Lord Ephaim,” Kambil agreed just as pleasantly, gesturing the servants into leaving. “We were honored to have you and your brother Advisors attend the ceremony, and we were hoping you would take the time to speak to us. We’ll certainly need guidance during the coming years, and yours will be the most valued.”

“Nicely said,” Noll commented with a faint smile once the last of the servants had closed the door behind herself. His four supporters, men with almost as much standing as he had, also looked amused. “At least you have the good sense to pretend to be normal when others are around.”

“I’m afraid I don’t understand,” Kambil said after an appropriate hesitation, working to look perplexed. “Why would I have to pretend to be normal? As far as I know, that’s what we all are.”

“You can’t possibly think I’m ignorant of what happened last night, boy,” Noll said as he chose a chair and settled himself into it. “I happen to know that you and three members of your group made an unannounced visit to Moord’s wing of the palace at a rather late hour, and there was a good deal of frenzied activity before the four of you left again. Would you like to begin speaking about exactly what happened, or would you prefer me to?”

Kambil found his own chair to sit in, pausing while the others took places near him. Noll’s people were already seated, so Kambil was able to reply almost immediately.

“I really don’t have any idea what you’re talking about,” he said mildly as he met Noll’s gaze. It hadn’t been difficult to tell that the man was bluffing about knowing details, which showed that Noll wasn’t quite as formidable as his reputation suggested. Only a fool would try to bluff a High in Spirit magic…. “If you have details to supply, by all means go ahead and supply them.”

There is a genetic component to strength of talent and aspect so what I'm wondering is whether minor spoilers for the sequel trilogy Ephaim actually has Spirit magic himself, because his brother, Sembrin, who is going to be a major antagonist in the future, has Spirit magic.

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“So you’re going to brazen it out,” Noll said while his mind sorted lightning fast through dozens of options and plans. “I usually admire a man with the stones to stand his ground no matter what happens, but there’s a time for that sort of thing and a time to admit the truth. The man who learns to tell the difference is the man who succeeds in life. Do you deny that Lord Ossim Moord and his lady wife were brought to the palace last night, but no one saw them leave—or has seen them since?”

Wow, I did not remember that's Delin's dad's name, mainly because he never shows up on screen. All I can think of right now is:



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“I, personally, never even saw them arrive,” Kambil replied, having a better idea now of what Noll knew. “If you were here and saw the arrival yourself, I certainly won’t argue with you. What I still don’t understand is what point you’re trying to make.”

“Accusation,” Noll corrected, all traces of amusement gone from his thoughts. “It’s an accusation that I’m making, to wit, that Moord killed his parents just as he killed Elfini Weil and Ollon Kapmar. You can’t deny it, so let’s just get beyond it.”

“You want to get beyond Lord Zolind’s irrational and unsubstantiated hatred of Delin?” Kambil shrugged, keeping all traces of a smile from his face. “Very well, I’m willing to go along with that. Let the man’s obsession be cremated with his body, and then we’ll finally have an end to it. But as far as Delin’s parents go, I’m afraid we’ll have to insist that the subject not be brought up. Lord Ossim did unspeakable things to Delin as a child, and if anyone makes any accusations … Well, let’s just say it’s possible to get the names of those who joined Lord Ossim in his … pastimes.”

This moment bugs me so much in multiple ways. Why, as a High in Spirit magic who has no compunctions about controlling people, especially when he can just reprogram their minds and trust that programming will continue when he's not actively sustaining the effort, does Kambil just resort to this lame threat that could exist in any other novel? Why do I feel like Kambil is being far more genuine than any of Our Heroes when he's standing up for Delin against Ephaim, even though we KNOW that he absolutely doesn't care about Delin?

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“I’m told that those particular people—if there really were any to begin with—are almost all dead,” Noll countered blandly, his expression showing nothing of the agitation in his mind. “Trying to threaten me won’t get you anywhere, boy, not when you and your friends haven’t been publicly Seated yet. There are still two days before that happens, and unless we come to a firm agreement right now, it just may not happen at all. Does that state it clearly enough to gain your full attention?”

This system still makes no bloody sense.

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“You may take it as a fact that you’ve had my full attention all along,” Kambil said, pleased that they were finally getting down to the meat of the meeting. “And please believe that I never threaten, it’s too much of a waste of time. What sort of agreement did you have in mind?”

“The sort you and the others should already be bound by,” Noll told him bluntly, having settled into a more comfortable frame of mind. “Those who are permitted to call themselves the Seated Five have certain responsibilities toward those they spring from, notably the support of their people against rebels and troublemakers. Should some district of the empire decide to flex independence we don’t want it to have, bringing them back into line will fall to you.”

“Oh, I see now,” Kambil said with an amiable smile and nod. “Anytime one of you decides to tighten your grip around the peasants you control, you worry about whether or not it will be the final straw in their minds. We can appreciate that, most especially since revolution would be bad for the empire. I’m certain we can come to terms with those of you in such a position—once we discuss the details.”

“If you’re referring to being paid, you’ll have to make a certain accommodation,” Noll said, loosening up even more because of the satisfaction flowing through him. “Some of us have already paid in gold, in advance, to Adriari and her group. Since we can’t reasonably be expected to pay twice, you’ll simply have to uphold those agreements without further compensation.”

:wtf: but you guys KNOW Adriari and her group were puppets? Why would you pay them anything? They were characterized as power-hungry social climbers who wanted to sit on the Fivefold Throne but didn't have the magical strength to win it legitimately, so helping them win unfairly was payment. Why would you pay further money?

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“Further compensation?” Kambil echoed with brows raised, not about to let the man get away with that. “My dear Lord Ephaim, you and the others have our sincere sympathy, but we have nothing to do with Adrian’s group. If gold was paid to them in advance, you should really make an effort to retrieve it from their estates. Was that all you wanted to talk about?”

“No,” the man growled, satisfaction having quickly changed to anger. “Nor is that subject closed as yet. When a man pays for something, he should be able to count on getting it no matter what happens. Then he’s less likely to look more closely into the reason why he was disaccommodated. But as I said, we’ll go into that again tomorrow.

:doh: how is this guy the second most competent Advisor around? He's even more dumb than Zolind was.

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The much more pressing subject must be seen to today.”

“And that is?” Kambil prompted, suddenly a good deal less pleased himself. Noll had hinted that he suspected Kambil’s group of having had something to do with Adrian’s defeat, and that was disturbing. Those five commoners Kambil and his group had faced in the final competition had been in the hands of the nobility at least for a short while before they’d been disposed of. If Noll had taken the trouble to question one or two of them and had found out they’d been sent the keying phrase which had freed them from the Puredan …

Annnnnd what could they do to you at this point? This is not the point of tension you seem to think it is, Green.

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“The most pressing subject is your relationship with your Advisors,” Noll replied, his thoughts rigidly inflexible on the matter. “There are quite a number of our group who are … uncomfortable with the idea of dealing with you, primarily because of the presence of Moord. We both know that Zolind wasn’t imagining things about him, and none of my peers is willing to let the man run around unchecked. There will have to be guarantees on your part, guarantees we’re able to rely on without hesitation.”

“I’m willing to admit that Delin is a bit… unstable,” Kambil granted cautiously, wondering what Noll was leading up to. “For that reason I’ve had him put on sedatives of a sort, to keep him from becoming overexcited. You may have noticed how quiet he’s been; you have my word that he’ll continue to be just as quiet.”

“That’s not good enough,” Noll stated, and again that rigidity was clear in his mind. “Those who are concerned want firmer guarantees than someone’s word, so we’ve come up with a solution. Moord is to be put on Puredan, and so is the rest of your group. In that way we’ll be able to be certain that any agreements we come to will be upheld at all times, and Moord’s … proclivities will no longer be of concern.”

“Oh, now I see,” Kambil exclaimed, delighted to have reached the heart of the reason why the Advisors were there. “You and your cronies are afraid of us, because there haven’t been true High Seated on the Fivefold Throne in a hundred years. You’ve decided to use the accusations against Delin as an excuse to get us completely under your control.”

“Reasons don’t count, only results do,” Noll said bluntly, his mind grimly pleased that Kambil had made no effort to beat around the bush. “Either all five of you agree to taking the Puredan to relieve our minds, or the public Seating ceremony will never be held. Your group will be declared disqualified, and a new round of competitions will be held next year. The peasants will like that, since they’ll see it as another chance for five of their own to win. For that reason I’ll need your response immediately. New competitions will take time to arrange.”

:psyduck: and this is why this whole racket that Green's based her book around just fundamentally doesn't make sense conceptually in the way she's tried to implement it.

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“And you see us simply stepping aside and allowing your plans to continue unopposed?” Kambil inquired, really curious about the point. “What do you imagine you might do if we refuse?”

“Imagination has very little to do with it,” Noll responded dryly, a certain nervousness under tight control. “We have the doses of Puredan with us, which you’ll take before any of us leaves this room. If you refuse, or if we don’t live to leave this room, your own lives won’t stretch much beyond ours. You’ll be killed one at a time, from a distance, without magic being anywhere involved. That’s all I’m prepared to say until we’ve reached agreement.”

“Oh, I think you’ll say more than that,” Kambil disagreed pleasantly before reaching out to his Blendingmates with his mind. The Blending formed instantly, of course, and a heartbeat later the entity had control of the minds of all five of the Advisors. One of them actually managed to begin struggling, but his strong Middle talent was no match for true strength. The adjustments previously decided on were made by the entity, and then it was Kambil back alone in his mind again.

Seriously. These people operate at the highest levels of the government and are utterly clueless about how magic—which they first started suppressing in the commoners as a means of maintaining themselves in power—works. In a world where practically everybody is born with magic. I do not buy this whatsoever because they do not seem to have anyone capable of the mass brainwashing required nor the competence to actually carry it out.

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“Now tell me what arrangements you’ve made,” Kambil said to Noll, who hadn’t been able to resist the entity at all. “And don’t be shy about going into details.”

“Of course,” Noll replied without hesitation. “There are expert bowmen stationed in hidden places all around this area. Unless they receive orders to the contrary from the five of us, they’ll pincushion your group at the first opportunity.”

BOWS. The answer to "how can we kill these people who are amazingly strong magical talents" is "shoot them full of arrows" OMFG I can't even :bang: :bang: :bang:

At the outset it doesn't sound so dumb if the assassins have the element of surprise, but this continues to be A Thing in the sequel trilogy and surprise, surprise, it turns out to be very easy to neutralize.

:ughh:

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“Bowmen,” Kambil mused, once again finding himself surprised. “That’s the weapon developed by those savages our people discovered about fifty years ago, isn’t it? The ones on that very large island who had degenerated into a society of untrained Lows and talentless cripples?”

“The weapon itself is called a bow, the people using it, bowmen,” Noll corrected calmly.

So the Gandistran Empire somehow developed spears, but not bows?

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“Aside from that, your observations were right. We don’t need to call on the bowmen often, but when we do they’re extremely efficient.”

“So I would imagine,” Kambil agreed musingly. “Striking enemies down without giving them the least prior warning.

HOW IS EVERYBODY THIS DUMB?!

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I’ll certainly have to keep the matter in mind, but at the moment we have other things to discuss. Right now you and your friends are completely under our control, but I sense that that won’t hold true for very long. In two or three days you’ll be able to throw off the effects, especially if something prevents you from returning here to have the control strengthened again. Tell me what you would do if you suddenly returned to yourself.”

Well THIS is a new restriction on Spirit magic that we didn't know about! (It's also inconsistently applied throughout the series.)

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“I would immediately arrange for your assassination,” Noll replied promptly—and predictably. “Your Five will either be under our complete control, or it will be dead. None of us is willing to take the chance of having it any other way.”

“And we can’t pretend to have taken the Puredan,” Kambil said with a nod of understanding. “Most of your fellow cowards will insist on testing the matter, most likely in the most outrageous manner possible. Taking over five minds at a time isn’t difficult, but handling all of you at the same time … No the risk simply isn’t worth it. If we should happen to lose control at the wrong time, the results could be disastrous. We’ll simply have to go with my alternative plan.”

“You intend to give us the Puredan,” Noll said, the words in no manner a question. “We considered that possibility a likely one.”

“And so took precautions against it?” Kambil said, his brows high again. “What precautions are possible against Puredan?”

“None,” Noll said,

Unless you are Naran, the greatest programmer the Blendingverse has ever known.

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his mind still open and totally amenable. “The precautions are against the possibility of our being drugged, which will be investigated as soon as we leave this room. Puredan remains in a man’s blood for some time, and strong Middle practitioners of Earth magic are waiting to see if they find those traces in us. If they do, your assassination will be arranged no matter what we say against it.”

“Your preparations were thorough,” Kambil remarked, gazing at the man. “And I myself walked in here thinking I might find you of use in some way.

You COULD HAVE if your group decided to actually go about turning all of the Advisors into your puppets before you assassinated Zolind at his dinner party. What a waste of a Blending, seriously.

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It saddens me to say now that that seems impossible; you’re much too … inventive for my liking. Give me a moment to think.”

Everyone in the room sat agreeably silent, giving Kambil the opportunity to consider his options. Using Noll and his cronies as puppets must be forgotten about, therefore they couldn’t be allowed to continue living. Their demise would be arranged easily enough, but there was still the matter of getting them safely out of the palace … safely where Kambil and his group were concerned, that is …

“I think I may have it,” Kambil announced after a few moments. “Tell me what chance of success the plan has, and make any suggestions to improve it which might come to you. In a short while the five of you will leave here, signaling your assassins with bows to stand down. The reason for that, you’ll inform your associates, is that we’ve all taken the Puredan as demanded. But you won’t be completely satisfied.”

“Why not?” Noll asked, his mind poised to consider the question once all of it had been presented. “If you’ve taken the Puredan, we should be delighted.”

“Not if we’ve only let you order us to never even consider turning on the Advisors,” Kambil responded with a smile. “The order will assure the safety of all of you, but it doesn’t give you the control you want. You’ll tell them that you agreed to the compromise, but only for now. In a little while you’ll come back with second doses to give us— even if you have to force them on us—and we won’t be able to refuse because we’re bound not to harm any of you. Does that seem reasonable?”

“Very much so,” Noll replied with a slow nod. “It’s my usual habit to get a light, preliminary hold on someone, which makes taking them over completely later no more than child’s play. Allowing you to limit my demands now gives me more control later, so I would certainly go along with the compromise.”

“Excellent,” Kambil said with full satisfaction, relaxing back in his chair. “It’s amazing how closely that parallels my own working methods.

No, we won't get to see any of this play out. Everything is just going to proceed as Kambil outlines below.

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You and the others will hand over the doses of Puredan before you leave, as I’ve decided to see if I can make use of them. But before we get to that, I have additional orders for you and your friends here.”

We are now entering the part of the series where everybody is using Puredan on everybody like no tomorrow.

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“Certainly,” Noll agreed at once—as though he’d be permitted to do anything else. “What orders do you have?”

“You five men have sadly reached the end of your lives, but most of you needn’t worry about having to face violence. Only one of you will be attacked and killed, possibly by an irate and irrational commoner tenant. You’d know best which of you that would be most likely to happen to, so I leave it to your discretion to choose the proper member.”

They nodded thoughtfully, making Kambil wish he might laugh uproariously. He could have been discussing which of them would be throwing the next party, and who it would be best, politically speaking, to invite.

“Another of you, also to be designated by your group, will die in his sleep of natural causes,” Kambil continued. “That one will cause his own heart to stop at the stroke of midnight, a feat most of us are capable of. We only have to believe it’s possible in order to do it.”

“Using Earth magic is easier and more effective,” Noll disagreed in a faintly reproving tone. “Allow us to see to the details, if you please.”

“As you wish,” Kambil agreed, suddenly very sorry that these men would not be available to help run the Empire. Their expertise and efficiency would be sorely missed….

I actually really like the premise of this scene and it's the only time Green comes close to striking the right balance of tone between the horror of what's going on and the casualness with which it is executed. Except it is very short-lived because...

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“The other three of you will suddenly decide to take brief vacations, and will therefore leave Gan Garee at once. Two of you will go this afternoon, and the third will leave tonight. Before you go, make certain you assure everyone that you’ll return for the public ceremony.”

“But we won’t be back for it,” Noll said after nodding. “What will happen to us instead?”

“One of you will find a commoner girl to rape, first making sure that her father or husband is nearby and is the sort to kill any man caught doing something like that,” Kambil responded.

...we immediately get THIS, which is just...not plausible given how the world building has been set up with private guards tailing nobles everywhere.

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“Again you must choose the one whom others will be most likely to believe it of. The fourth will go boating somewhere bright and early tomorrow morning, and will make sure that the vessel is lost with all hands aboard.”

“And the last?” Noll asked, looking as though he were taking mental notes. “What’s to befall the last of us?”

“The last is to go off with his favorite mistress for two days of dalliance, and is never to be seen again.” Kambil’s smile was filled with satisfaction, as the plans he’d come up with were really much too good to waste by not implementing them. “His mistress is to disappear with him, of course, giving people the impression that they ran off somewhere together and will eventually return. Instead they’re to be dead, in a place and in a way that won’t be quickly, if ever, discovered.”

“We’ll see to it,” Noll said, brisk now that all instructions had been given. “If there’s nothing else, we’ll give you the vials of Puredan now.”

“Don’t forget about calling off those assassins,” Homin put in, the only words he—or the others—had spoken. “We have too many plans for our future to want them cut short— the plans or the future.”

“We’re not permitted to forget,” Noll informed him haughtily as he and his associates stood. “Possibly the point slipped your mind… We’ll be going now, boy, and I’ll expect you to be a bit more reasonable the next time we meet.”

I honestly like this last little bit from Ephaim too. If we had more of this and less of everything else in these books, they'd be a way better read.

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“You may count on that, Lord Ephaim,” Kambil said, accepting the vials that the five men had no idea they were handing over. “And thank you again for coming to the ceremony.”

Noll grunted as he headed for the door, which one of the others opened for him. The five Advisors left looking only somewhat appeased, and once the door was closed again behind them, Kambil sighed.

“Well, that’s over with,” he said, looking at his three groupmates. “Let’s have one more leisurely cup of fruit juice to give them and the others time to leave, and then we can go back to our apartments.”

“I think we ought to make an effort to find out who Noll’s spy is,” Bron put in, rising to go to the pitcher of iced fruit juice.

I am both mildly impressed and disappointed that Green managed to thwart my tea counter by replacing that gag with FRUIT JUICE.

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“He won’t be using the spy again, but someone else might.”

“I agree,” Selendi said, holding her cup out so that Bron might refill it. “Converting the spy to someone who reports to us can save us some trouble later, but first we have that other chore to see to. Do we really have to do it ourselves? Having a few of the servants do it would make my stomach a good deal happier.”

“Mine as well, but we can’t take the chance,” Kambil denied with another sigh. “If someone comes across us while we’re dealing with it, we can handle the matter so there’s no problem. Controlled servants won’t have the same option, so we simply can’t use them.”

Homin grimaced at that and Bron shook his head, but neither of them made any more effort to argue than Selendi did. They knew Kambil was right, and that he really wished the matter might be otherwise. That ridiculous, mindless fool of a madman Delin …

Kambil lost all satisfaction as he remembered again what he and the others had found last night when they’d burst into Delin’s private quarters. Kambil had known that something was going on, but the glee in Delin’s mind hadn’t really prepared him. He’d had his parents brought to him, both of them bound and gagged, and he’d been directing the efforts of two members of his private guard—

The picture evoked tried to turn Kambil’s stomach, coming as it did from a time when the slow mutilation and torture had been going on for a while. Neither of Delin’s parents had been dead, but healing them as far as possible and then turning them loose had been out of the question. They’d never be functioning human beings again, so they had to be disposed of. And Kambil had had to make Delin use his abilities to be certain they didn’t die yet, when he and the others couldn’t conveniently dispose of the bodies. The smell would have attracted unwanted attention no matter where they were hidden….

So late this afternoon they would all take a ride in a pair of carriages, with one of Delin’s victims hidden in each carriage. Kambil hadn’t been able to destroy their minds, not with their bodies in such terrible, fragile shape… he would have to ride with and near them, feeling their agony and terror and insanity—

I'm not really clear on why? You're going to kill them anyway? Why don't you just forcibly make them burn themselves out?

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Kambil abruptly got to his feet, needing to pace a bit to fight down his rising gorge. If he didn’t need Delin for the Blending … Well, the next time the madman needed to perform as though he were uncontrolled, it would be allowed only with his body and mind fully in the grip of Puredan.

There would never be another incident like the first….

And now it would be necessary to find out who besides Noll had been told about Delin’s parents coming to the palace. …

Because surely nobody is going to be suspicious of two highly influential nobles just disappearing. :rolleyes:

Summary:

Day 25
Rion and Vallant wake up and have a very dull, boring breakfast where neither of them discover anything interesting, except for the fact that Vallant can't feel where the power is anymore, let alone access it, which of course means Vallant has fully activated :emo: mode. Tamrissa shows up with news that Alsin has managed to track down Jovvi and Lorand's whereabouts.

A bunch of Lord Advisors show up to confront Kambil and co post their private nobles-only Seating ceremony about Delin's crimes, including his torture of his parents. They issue Kambil and co the ultimatum "let us put you under Puredan control or else we'll disqualify your group and refuse to hold the public Seating ceremony", thus showing that this whole rigged competition sham nonsense makes no sense whatsoever. Kambil puts all of the Advisors under his temporary control, forces them to hand over the Puredan for his own use and orders them to organize their own demises.

Counts so far:

NAMED ON-SCREEN CHARACTERS WHO WE'LL NEVER SEE AGAIN: 54 (24 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Mildon Coll, Phor Riven, Jeris Womal, Eldra Sappin, Fod, Lord Astrath, Torrin Ro, Vish "the Fish", Jamrin, Hark, Reshin, Fellar, Ennis, Vosin, Parli Hafford, Regensi, Weeks, Adept Aminto, Mem Follil, Toblis, Kogrin, Lemmis Admen, Miklas
Book 2: Nialla, Emar Rumil, Leta Vas, Grami Arstin, Deever, Pracer, Oshin, Arnot, Morin, Rilin, Kinge, Lomad, Worlen, Lidim, Arkow, Odrin
Book 3: Damilla Sytoss, Edril Lanton, Carmad Lestrin (minor spoiler - sorry, you're not going to see him again), Relana, Lord Anglard, Lord Fortner Oplis, Glindil
Book 4: Fasher, Wirn, Bowes, Ditras, Rovelon, Lord Advisor Velim Shoons, Lord Advisor Ephaim Noll

TOTALLY INDISTINCT ON-SCREEN LOCATIONS: 35 (9 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3)
Book 1: Rincammon, Haven Wraithside, Tamrissa's house in Gan Garee, Port Entril, testing facility in Gan Garee, Regensi's shop, Ginge's tavern, Magross bridge, mastery facility outside Gan Garee
Book 2: Nialla's house, Vas residence, Weil residence, Arstin residence in Gan Garee, dining parlor near Tamrissa's house, shop near dining parlor, Naran's "house", noble antagonists' residence, the Seated Five's palace, the ballroom inside the palace
Book 3: a courtroom, an ampitheatre, Relana's house, Ollon Kapmar's house, Eltrina's house, a random noble's house, High Lord Embisson Ruhl's house, a random park, the amphitheatre
Book 4: Bedroom in Lord Lanir's house, Mardimil house in Gan Garee, Eltrina's disappointing sex dungeon closet, "small" dining room in Lord Lanir's house, Zolind's house, outside Lord Lanir's house, Meerk's secret warehouse, conference room near the throne room

MEALS ON-SCREEN: 36 (15 in Book 1; 9 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Day 1 (lunch, dinner), Day 2 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 3 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 4 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 5 (lunch, dinner), Day 6 (breakfast, lunch)
Book 2: Day 6 (dinner), Day 7 (post-mastery snack, dinner), Day 8 (breakfast, post-competition snack, dinner), Day 9 (breakfast, lunch, canapés at the masked reception at the palace)
Book 3: Day 10 (breakfast, dinner), Day 11 (lunch, dinner), Day 12 (breakfast x2), Day 22 (breakfast)
Book 4: Day 23 (lunch, a late afternoon bite, dinner), Day 25: (breakfast x2)

EUPHEMISMS FOR BODY PARTS/SEX ACTS: 28 (9 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3; 1 in Book 4)
Male: <character name>'s body (x2), discomfort (x1), manhood (x1), desire (x3), renewed need (x1), large and hard, the most perfect of men (x1), dignity (x1), conflagration raging inside (1x), his privates (x1), him (x2)
Female: womanhood (x2), entrance of ultimate bliss (x1), desire (x2), incredible tunnel (x1), womanflesh (x1), body (x1)
Sex acts: merged/merged our essences (x4), shared themselves/sharing (x2), exercise (x1), entering/entered (x3), fuse their flesh (x1), physical love (x1)
Orgasm: (ultimate) ecstasy (x2)

TERMS OF ENDEARMENT: 19 (3 in Book 1; 13 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
Male: love (x4), my fleeting love (x1), my lord (x5), my beloved lord (x3), my love (x1)
Female: sweet girl (x1), my sweet (x1), sweetling (x1), my love (x2), sweet lady (x1), precious lady (x1)

ANTAGONISTS: 35 (11 introduced in Book 1; 20 introduced in Book 2; 3 introduced in Book 3)
General: Unnamed Chairman/Ollon Kapmar (?) and the five Seated Highs in each aspect, Eltrina Razas, Bron Kallan, Selendi Vas, Homin Weil, Kambil Arstin, Delin Moord, group wearing gold and blue costumes at the ball (Adriari's Blending), Simin Dolf, Embisson Ruhl, Zolind Maylock, Ephaim Noll
Lorand: Eskin Drowd, group of mystery thugs who hold Hat's gambling debts Meerk, Hestir, Morin
Jovvi: Allestine and her henchmen Ark and Bar, Genovir, Algus
Clarion: Hallina Mardimil, Eskin Drowd, Padril, Arnot
Tamrissa: Storn and Avrina Torgar, Beldara Lant, Odrin Hallasser, Soonen, Gerdol, Lanir (who is the Seated High in Fire magic and he's just made it personal)
Vallant: Mirra Agran and her parents, Wimand, Rilir

PLOTHOLES: 130 (39 in Book 1; 23 in Book 2; 56 in Book 3)
COACH RIDES: 62 (21 in Book 1; 25 in Book 2; 10 in Book 3)
MEETINGS IN COACHES: 19 (4 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 4 in Book 3)
OTHER MEETINGS: 37 (3 in Book 1; 12 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
INTERRUPTED MONOLOGUING: 141 (31 in Book 1; 31 in Book 2; 34 in Book 3)
"CLIFFHANGERS": 73 (18 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 30 in Book 3)
POINTLESS TAMRISSA NARRATION: 14 (11 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
TEA DRINKING: 82 (22 in Book 1; 26 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
BLATANT MORALIZING: 40 (19 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 11 in Book 3)
BATH SCENES: 14 (9 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
WILFUL MISUNDERSTANDINGS: 10 (6 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
MIND CONTROL: 25 (5 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 15 in Book 3)
BADLY WRITTEN SEX SCENES: 14, including 4 rape scenes (2 in Book 1; 4 in Book 2, including 1 rape scene; 6 in Book 3, including 1 rape scene; 2 in Book 4, 2 of which are rape scenes)
DON'T EAT THAT: 1 (1 in Book 3)
SPIRIT MAGIC/PUREDAN RETCONS: 1 (1 in Book 3)

REPETITIVE POV EVENTS:
  • Oh noes, a fireball (Book 1: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
  • Pass or die (Book 1: Chapters 6, 7, 8, 9, 10)
  • Bathroom encounters (Book 1: Chapters 11, 12, 13, 14, 15)
  • Don't rain on my parade! (Book 1: Chapters 19, 20)
  • Uniform fitting (Book 1: Chapters 20, 21)
  • Random encounters: Round 1 (Book 1: Chapters 25, 32, 33, 35, 38), Round 2 (Book 2: Chapter 21, 31, 33, 34, 35, 37, 40, 42), Round 3 (Book 3: Chapter 25, 26, 27, 36), Round 4 (Book 3: Chapter 40)
  • One, two, three, four, five (Book 1: Chapters 28, 29, 30, 31, 34, 35)
  • A favorite object appears out of thin air (Book 1: Chapters 36, 37 x2, 38)
  • Proof of mastery: Level 1 (Book 1: Chapters 39, 40, 41, 42, 43; Book 2: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 18, 19), Level 2 (Book 2: 22, 23, 24, 25, 26)
  • Animal cheer squad (Book 2: Chapters 1, 4, 5, 22, 24)
  • Hey I just figured out magical radar (Book 2: Chapter 15/Lorand; Book 3: Chapter 6/Jovvi, Book 3: Chapter 28/Rion; Chapter 30/Tamrissa; Chapter 39/Vallant)
  • Foot races: (Book 2: Chapters 31, 32, 33, 34, 35)
  • You won! (Book 2: Chapter 38, 39)
  • Sex bingo (Book 2: Chapter 14, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 2: Chapter 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 41, Rion/Naran; Book 3: Chapters 11, Jovvi/Rion; 28, Lorand/Tamrissa; 29, Vallant/Jovvi; 40, Vallant/Tamrissa)
  • Will it Blend? (Book 3: Chapter 15, 17, 18, 19, 20)
  • Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? (Book 1: Chapters 27, Rion/Jovvi; 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 13, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 3: Chapters 4, Tamrissa/Lorand; 11, Jovvi/Rion; 21, Tamrissa/Lorand; 22, Jovvi/Vallant)
  • Where/who am I?? (Book 3/Book 4: Chapter 49/Chapter 1, 5 times)
  • Oh, I am a prisoner (Book 4: Chapter 2, Tamrissa; Chapter 3, Rion/Vallant)
  • FREEEEEDOOOOM! (Book 4: Chapter 6, Tamrissa; Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)
  • I'm nothing without my talent (Book 4: Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)

Possible fixes:
I have been struck by sudden insight.

If this is supposed to be a story of how the system the nobility have set up is horrible and corrupt, and that there's a better way of doing things, I think it would have been a far more compelling if our main POVs were Adriari, Rion, Kambil, and Delin. With those three, you cover all the bases: the person who doesn't deserve the position that's been handed to them and knows it; the changeling; the person who lucked out with the family lottery but then got drafted into a terrible situation due to political necessity, and the person who has grown up horribly twist as a result of the abuses heaped upon him.

We do not need Our Heroes at all because none of them go on any meaningful journeys. They spend all their time consumed in relationship drama. They don't need to work hard for their magical abilities; no harm or consequences are ever allowed to befall them thanks to their plot armor. Their flatness as characters, the terror of how magically strong they are, it all works SO MUCH BETTER if they're just the distant threats looming in the background and we don't spend any time in their heads.

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today
Happy new year! May 2023 suck less than 2022.

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CHAPTER FOURTEEN

“What do you mean, Jovvi and Lorand have been sent out of the city?” Rion demanded of me, his expression terrible. “Where have they been sent, and how can we possibly follow to find them?”

Terrible TV daytime soap opera voiceover: "Previously, on the Blendingverse..."

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“Alsin’s people found out that they’ve been sent from the city in some sort of convoy,” I replied, trying not to show how really agitated I felt.

How, exactly, is Tamrissa doing that? Why is it that every time Green has to write a dialogue tag we get crap like this? Is thinking of a physical action or sensation just too difficult?

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“Arrangements are being made to get a coach for us… Can we all sit down somewhere to talk about this?

:doh: please don't.

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Alsin woke me with the news, and after splashing some water in my face I came looking for the rest of you. Right now I could really use a cup of tea.”

Seriously?! :bang:

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“We’ll go back to the eating area,” Rion said, as though making up his mind about something.

OMFG. There was nothing interesting there. You're literally standing in the middle of the rebel commoners' secret headquarters and all you're gonna do is hang out in their cafeteria?

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“The rest of us have already eaten, and Vallant said he needs a bit more rest. Once I have the entire story, I’ll come back here and pass it on.”

I can't decide if Rion's being considerate or not. On the one hand, nice of him to spare Vallant. On the other hand, Vallant's emo-ness can go to hell. On the one foot, since we've run out of hands now, if Blending is supposed to be so amazing and make you closer than a family and what have you, why would you not do everything to include Vallant?

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“All right,” I agreed after almost no hesitation. Vallant had begun to sit up at hearing about what had happened to our groupmates,

ESPECIALLY WHEN HE'S REACTING TO IT.

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but then he’d stretched out again and closed his eyes.

You didn't think Vallant could get any more emo did you? Well he did. Because he's Vallant.

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Without a single word of greeting for me, even a neutral one.

You are horribly unobservant, Tamrissa. You haven't noticed even the slightest thing off with Vallant?

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I’d expected him to at least offer some of the tea in the pitcher standing on a tray left on one of the beds near the door….

FFS stop with the tea.

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Rion seemed to be in something of a hurry to get back to the eating area, and I can’t say I really minded. Naran was very quiet, which probably meant she’d noticed the way Vallant had been behaving. I wasn’t certain that Rion had, although something seemed to be disturbing him badly….

Tamrissa's ability to read people is like a light switch on the fritz.

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When we reached the eating area, Rion insisted that I take more than just tea. I really had very little appetite, but with the possibility of my talent being needed later, I agreed without argument. Rion and Naran sat quietly while I finished what was on my plate, so I took a swallow of tea and then began to tell them what I knew they were waiting to hear.

Four mentions of tea in the single chapter. I'm incrementing the counter four times.

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“Alsin’s men hadn’t followed the man who brought Vallant to Eltrina Razas’s house, at least not at first,” I said after describing what Alsin and I had discussed after we’d gotten to that warehouse. “Early this morning the man and his wagon came back, though, and the watchers were there and waiting. They said that Eltrina didn’t come to the door, and her servant refused even to let the man into her house. The man shouted and screamed something about not being about to take the blame for not producing the ‘segment’ for transportation that morning, then he stormed off.”

You'll be happy to know that we'll need to hear about this whole incident at least two more times.

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“What did he mean by ‘segment’?” Naran asked with a frown. “I’ve never heard the word applied to people.”

“Neither has any of the rest of us,” I assured her. “The watchers followed the irate man, probably hoping they’d be able to find out, and learned something else instead: where Vallant was supposed to be taken. There was a large gathering of wagons and riders just outside the western approach to the city, and the irate man—now more frightened than irate—left his wagon and approached someone who seemed to be of the nobility as well as in charge. The resulting scene apparently wasn’t very pretty.”

Beyond the egregious exposition, beyond how inefficient said exposition dump is, this is just boring. Where is Tamrissa's voice?

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“With the man needing to report Vallant’s disappearance?” Rion said with a faint smile. “I would imagine not. I hope he put the blame where it belonged.”

I should have started a "faint smile" counter.

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“The watchers said he tried to, but the other noble apparently lacked our bias against Eltrina,” I replied with my own faint smile. “He said the man and Eltrina were equally responsible, he for having given her the ‘segment,’ she for refusing to give the ‘segment’ back.”

“Give him back?” Naran interrupted to echo. “Didn’t the man admit that Vallant was gone?”

“The watchers decided that he actually might not have known,” I said, having asked the same question. “They couldn’t hear everything Eltrina’s servant said, but it’s perfectly possible the man wasn’t told about Vallant’s being gone. At any rate, the noble decided not to waste everyone’s time by pursuing the matter immediately, and ordered the man to have his other three segments transferred to the wagon they were assigned to so the convoy might leave on time.”

“Other three segments?” Rion and Naran said nearly together, causing them to smile with brief amusement at each other. “Does that mean three other men?” Rion asked by himself.

You two are not cute. Also can you stop echoing Tamrissa's uninteresting exposition? It's not any more fun hearing you repeat it as questions.

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“It meant two men and a woman,” I answered after taking another sip of tea. “The watchers were at least as disturbed about that as we are, so when the unmoving bodies were taken out of the wagon and the man left, one of the watchers followed him. The other stayed to watch the wagon convoy, which left a short while later heading west. He also reported that the riders seemed to be mostly guardsmen.”

“There to guard… how many unconscious bodies?” Rion asked, obviously a rhetorical question. “How many wagons were in the convoy?”

“The watcher reported seeing ten, all of them larger than the one driven by the man they’d followed,” I said. “He followed the convoy until he was certain about which road they were taking, then he returned here.”

...why didn't you lead with this info? SO MANY WORDS to say "The people Meerk had camped at at Eltrina's found a lead. Vallant was supposed to be on one of the ten wagons, filled with unconscious bodies that the nobility are referring to as 'segments', are headed west."

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“I hope the other found out more than that,” Naran said, disturbance clear in her eyes. “So far it sounds like no more than guesswork about Jovvi and Lorand being with that convoy.”

“Happily, the other watcher did do better,” I agreed with a nod. “He followed the man in the wagon to a small constabulary post, the sort of place manned by only one or two workers. They’re used for the temporary housing of prisoners arrested by guardsmen, in areas where the main lockup is too far away for the prisoners to be taken there easily. Alsin said he began to curse horribly when he heard that, because constabulary posts were just about the only places he and his friends hadn’t thought to look.”

...why?

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“I don’t blame him for being upset,” Naran said with her brows high. “How could anyone expect them to use those posts to hide drugged captives? You expect a prison to have bars, so how are you supposed to know that the bars are official—so to speak.”

So when the nobility or anybody opposing Our Heroes says something like this, Our Heroes berate them ruthlessly for being whining babies who don't understand Facts and Logic and refuse to help themselves.

But when it's people on their side, it's just all "how could you have known?" or "how could anyone expect it?" and I hate this dumb double standard.

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“I guess you can’t know,” I said, not quite sure I understood what she’d said but having no time to question her about it. “When Alsin’s second watcher reported back to him, Alsin took some men and went to pay a call on the wagon driver. He was alone when they entered the post, and the fact that they’d put on masks frightened him badly. He tried to use Water magic on them, but one of Alsin’s men was stronger and so was able to stop him. Then he tried to frighten them in turn by telling them he was a member of the nobility.”

Honestly would have preferred reading an Alsin Meerk POV of this than hearing it second hand via Tamrissa's dull narration.

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“Even if he were telling the truth, it’s highly unlikely that he has much standing, either politically or socially,” Rion commented. “One of my mother’s peers, for instance, would sooner die a bloody and painful death than be caught driving a wagon.

In case you wanted to know: this does not pay off, ever.

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And as for having a job somewhere rather than a career or business interests, even if it isn’t really a job …” He shook his head. “No, he can’t be of much importance at all.”

So why are we spending so much time talking about him?

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“Alsin thought he was very important, since the man had certain information that we wanted,” I replied with a type of smile I knew wasn’t particularly nice.

Terrible word play with a terrible dialogue tag. Kill me.

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“He made the fool understand that he would die in quite a lot of pain if he didn’t answer the questions put to him, then he listened to those answers with his Middle strength in Earth magic. Only someone with a stronger talent could have lied to Alsin and gotten away with it, and the man didn’t qualify.”

Torture, the notoriously unreliable method of obtaining intel, is actually reliable in this world because magic. I guess I have to give Green points here for thinking about her world building for once.

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“But what he did do was assure Alsin that Jovvi and Lorand have to be in that convoy. All drugged Highs are sent out of the city in the same way, and the previous convoy left three days earlier. He knew in particular that our people are with this convoy, because the noble in charge had complained about having three members of the strongest challenging Blending so close to each other for so long. If something went wrong and they came back to themselves, they could end up being more trouble than all the rest combined.”

Not-spoilers: this potentially interesting plot line will not happen because Green. I would have been down for reading about Jovvi and Lorand escaping from their Puredan programming and drugged condition while Tamrissa, Rion, and Vallant stoke rebellion in Gan Garee. That would have been a fun book. Alas...

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“I don’t like that phrase, ‘for so long,’ ” Rion said with a frown. “It suggests that they’ll be separated once they reach wherever they’re going, which won’t be of help to us.

Green: "It would result in me having to write additional story instead of having my characters sit around in useless meetings so of course this is not going to happen."

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And while we’re discussing it, what is their destination?”

Green: "I have also run out of ideas on how to transition this conversation smoothly."

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“The man didn’t know, which supports your theory that he isn’t a very important noble,” I said.

We now have a secondary exposition vehicle expositing about the primary exposition vehicle.

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“He usually has someone with him who feeds and cares for the captives, but picking them up in the first place and then transporting them to the convoy is much too important a task to trust to an underling—according to him, at any rate. Personally, I’d say they wanted to limit the knowledge of commoners, so they limited the participation of those who aren’t their own.”

This makes no sense if you actually think about it:

1) The nobility have Puredan. Just give all the commoners instructions that they can't disclose anything in relation to their job and pay them reasonably well with a bonus threat of "if you try to leave, you'll get disappeared too"

2) There's distinctions within the ranks of nobility, with higher nobility viewing lower nobility as little better than commoners. There would absolutely be lower nobility who would be corruptible.

I actually hate how static and homogenous the nobility is in these books. That's just...not how class systems work.

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“And now we’re going after the convoy,” Naran said, actually looking eager at the idea of leaving our safe hiding place.

Oh look, the first dialogue tag that actually reveals character, both about Naran and Tamrissa. It doesn't tell us anything we don't already know (Naran is awesome and Tamrissa sucks) but at least it's present instead of another horrific bit of nonsense.

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“How soon will we get started? And while we’re waiting, is there any chance we can have the use of a bath house?”

And then Green had to go and ruin it.

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“I asked those very same questions,” I replied, more than aware of how … well used my clothes and body felt. “Alsin said he’d be back with the coach as quickly as possible, probably within the hour, and this warehouse has no actual bath-house facilities. We’d have to go elsewhere, and that would be dangerous as well as time-consuming. We’ll just have to wait until we reach an inn along the way.”

I'm so tempted to increment the bath counter just for the sheer amount of words spent on "we're in a hurry, no baths sorry".

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“I’m in need of a bath as well, but our clear priority is following those who hold Lorand and Jovvi captive,” Rion said, looking more determined and … dangerous than I’d ever before seen him.

Just in case you lack the ability to infer from context.

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“If we all consider the problem, we should find it possible to free them before the convoy reaches its destination and our people are separated.

I...

:bang:

This is not how you make a plan. Or at least if that's going to be the extent of your plan, can we just skip this whole chapter and cut to the next part when you're slogging behind the wagons on the roads?

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Right now, however, there’s something you must know about another of us.”

“Another of us?” I echoed, wondering what he could be talking about. “I don’t understand.

So. Much. Redundancy.

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Who—”



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“Yes, I mean Vallant,” he confirmed when he saw my sudden grasp of what he’d said. “I told you he still seemed to be tired, but that wasn’t the truth. He told Naran and me that—that he was no longer able to touch the power. I believe he’s still in shock over the discovery, and may well decide against accompanying us. We mustn’t allow that.”

Because that would have been an interesting turn for the narrative to take.

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If he thought Vallant was in shock, he should have felt my mind. I sat staring at my teacup, not quite able to remember its purpose, mentally groping for something solid to anchor myself to. Those people had been right after all, and Vallant’s ability to Blend with us was gone forever?

It's super interesting that the first thought here is "oh no he can't Blend with us" which presumably is code for "that means he can't be (one of) my One True Love(s)" instead of some empathy.

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“If you’d heard him, your heart would have shattered the way mine did,” Naran added in a rough whisper, holding to Rion’s arm and obviously trying not to cry.

We get it. Naran is a Nice Person. No need to say the same thing 3 times in one sentence.

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“He said that if certain people considered him pitiful and useless before, now they certainly would. Who do you think he was talking about?”

I'm racking my brains right now and can't recall a single Naran POV throughout these books and that makes me sad. Because she says stuff like this all the time and when you find out Book 5 spoilers that she's got Sight magic the cynic in me remembers these moments and thinks "yeah there's no way you were being genuine about this" and it'd have been so much more fun to be in Naran's head instead of everyone else's.

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I shook my head, having no idea whom he could have meant. It was ridiculous to think that there could be someone around so blind that they would believe those things about Vallant, but that had nothing to do with my position. Yesterday Vallant had clearly and definitely ended things between us; now that he was almost a different man, would he change his mind? And remembering how his pushing me away had hurt, did I really want him to change his mind?

:sigh: sorry Naran, it didn't work. But it was never going to. At least you tried.

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But those questions were personal, and there was another much more important one: would Rion and I be able to free the others all by ourselves? We certainly had to, but… could we?

I'd find this so much more convincing if you were having these doubts AFTER having scoped out the situation properly. So far, you're up against some unimportant lesser nobility who are so inbred that their talent isn't worth sneezing at shepherding a convoy of drugged and unconscious people and the only solid intel you have about this convoy is that the people in charge are worried about having three of you in their custody even drugged up, brainwashed, and unconscious.

By the sounds of this, Rion alone would be sufficient. Rion AND Tamrissa is overkill, basically. How are we supposed to maintain any feeling of suspense?

:ughh:

Summary:

Day 25
Rion and Vallant wake up and have a very dull, boring breakfast where neither of them discover anything interesting, except for the fact that Vallant can't feel where the power is anymore, let alone access it, which of course means Vallant has fully activated :emo: mode. Tamrissa shows up with news that Alsin has managed to track down Jovvi and Lorand's whereabouts. Their missing Blendingmates are being smuggled west in a convoy full of other drugged people.

A bunch of Lord Advisors show up to confront Kambil and co post their private nobles-only Seating ceremony about Delin's crimes, including his torture of his parents. They issue Kambil and co the ultimatum "let us put you under Puredan control or else we'll disqualify your group and refuse to hold the public Seating ceremony", thus showing that this whole rigged competition sham nonsense makes no sense whatsoever. Kambil puts all of the Advisors under his temporary control, forces them to hand over the Puredan for his own use and orders them to organize their own demises.

Counts so far:

NAMED ON-SCREEN CHARACTERS WHO WE'LL NEVER SEE AGAIN: 54 (24 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Mildon Coll, Phor Riven, Jeris Womal, Eldra Sappin, Fod, Lord Astrath, Torrin Ro, Vish "the Fish", Jamrin, Hark, Reshin, Fellar, Ennis, Vosin, Parli Hafford, Regensi, Weeks, Adept Aminto, Mem Follil, Toblis, Kogrin, Lemmis Admen, Miklas
Book 2: Nialla, Emar Rumil, Leta Vas, Grami Arstin, Deever, Pracer, Oshin, Arnot, Morin, Rilin, Kinge, Lomad, Worlen, Lidim, Arkow, Odrin
Book 3: Damilla Sytoss, Edril Lanton, Carmad Lestrin (minor spoiler - sorry, you're not going to see him again), Relana, Lord Anglard, Lord Fortner Oplis, Glindil
Book 4: Fasher, Wirn, Bowes, Ditras, Rovelon, Lord Advisor Velim Shoons, Lord Advisor Ephaim Noll

TOTALLY INDISTINCT ON-SCREEN LOCATIONS: 35 (9 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3)
Book 1: Rincammon, Haven Wraithside, Tamrissa's house in Gan Garee, Port Entril, testing facility in Gan Garee, Regensi's shop, Ginge's tavern, Magross bridge, mastery facility outside Gan Garee
Book 2: Nialla's house, Vas residence, Weil residence, Arstin residence in Gan Garee, dining parlor near Tamrissa's house, shop near dining parlor, Naran's "house", noble antagonists' residence, the Seated Five's palace, the ballroom inside the palace
Book 3: a courtroom, an ampitheatre, Relana's house, Ollon Kapmar's house, Eltrina's house, a random noble's house, High Lord Embisson Ruhl's house, a random park, the amphitheatre
Book 4: Bedroom in Lord Lanir's house, Mardimil house in Gan Garee, Eltrina's disappointing sex dungeon closet, "small" dining room in Lord Lanir's house, Zolind's house, outside Lord Lanir's house, Meerk's secret warehouse, conference room near the throne room

MEALS ON-SCREEN: 36 (15 in Book 1; 9 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Day 1 (lunch, dinner), Day 2 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 3 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 4 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 5 (lunch, dinner), Day 6 (breakfast, lunch)
Book 2: Day 6 (dinner), Day 7 (post-mastery snack, dinner), Day 8 (breakfast, post-competition snack, dinner), Day 9 (breakfast, lunch, canapés at the masked reception at the palace)
Book 3: Day 10 (breakfast, dinner), Day 11 (lunch, dinner), Day 12 (breakfast x2), Day 22 (breakfast)
Book 4: Day 23 (lunch, a late afternoon bite, dinner), Day 25: (breakfast x2)

EUPHEMISMS FOR BODY PARTS/SEX ACTS: 28 (9 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3; 1 in Book 4)
Male: <character name>'s body (x2), discomfort (x1), manhood (x1), desire (x3), renewed need (x1), large and hard, the most perfect of men (x1), dignity (x1), conflagration raging inside (1x), his privates (x1), him (x2)
Female: womanhood (x2), entrance of ultimate bliss (x1), desire (x2), incredible tunnel (x1), womanflesh (x1), body (x1)
Sex acts: merged/merged our essences (x4), shared themselves/sharing (x2), exercise (x1), entering/entered (x3), fuse their flesh (x1), physical love (x1)
Orgasm: (ultimate) ecstasy (x2)

TERMS OF ENDEARMENT: 19 (3 in Book 1; 13 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
Male: love (x4), my fleeting love (x1), my lord (x5), my beloved lord (x3), my love (x1)
Female: sweet girl (x1), my sweet (x1), sweetling (x1), my love (x2), sweet lady (x1), precious lady (x1)

ANTAGONISTS: 35 (11 introduced in Book 1; 20 introduced in Book 2; 3 introduced in Book 3)
General: Unnamed Chairman/Ollon Kapmar (?) and the five Seated Highs in each aspect, Eltrina Razas, Bron Kallan, Selendi Vas, Homin Weil, Kambil Arstin, Delin Moord, group wearing gold and blue costumes at the ball (Adriari's Blending), Simin Dolf, Embisson Ruhl, Zolind Maylock, Ephaim Noll
Lorand: Eskin Drowd, group of mystery thugs who hold Hat's gambling debts Meerk, Hestir, Morin
Jovvi: Allestine and her henchmen Ark and Bar, Genovir, Algus
Clarion: Hallina Mardimil, Eskin Drowd, Padril, Arnot
Tamrissa: Storn and Avrina Torgar, Beldara Lant, Odrin Hallasser, Soonen, Gerdol, Lanir (who is the Seated High in Fire magic and he's just made it personal)
Vallant: Mirra Agran and her parents, Wimand, Rilir

PLOTHOLES: 132 (39 in Book 1; 23 in Book 2; 56 in Book 3)
COACH RIDES: 62 (21 in Book 1; 25 in Book 2; 10 in Book 3)
MEETINGS IN COACHES: 19 (4 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 4 in Book 3)
OTHER MEETINGS: 38 (3 in Book 1; 12 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
INTERRUPTED MONOLOGUING: 141 (31 in Book 1; 31 in Book 2; 34 in Book 3)
"CLIFFHANGERS": 74 (18 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 30 in Book 3)
POINTLESS TAMRISSA NARRATION: 14 (11 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
TEA DRINKING: 87 (22 in Book 1; 26 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
BLATANT MORALIZING: 40 (19 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 11 in Book 3)
BATH SCENES: 14 (9 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
WILFUL MISUNDERSTANDINGS: 11 (6 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
MIND CONTROL: 25 (5 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 15 in Book 3)
BADLY WRITTEN SEX SCENES: 14, including 4 rape scenes (2 in Book 1; 4 in Book 2, including 1 rape scene; 6 in Book 3, including 1 rape scene; 2 in Book 4, 2 of which are rape scenes)
DON'T EAT THAT: 1 (1 in Book 3)
SPIRIT MAGIC/PUREDAN RETCONS: 1 (1 in Book 3)

REPETITIVE POV EVENTS:
  • Oh noes, a fireball (Book 1: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
  • Pass or die (Book 1: Chapters 6, 7, 8, 9, 10)
  • Bathroom encounters (Book 1: Chapters 11, 12, 13, 14, 15)
  • Don't rain on my parade! (Book 1: Chapters 19, 20)
  • Uniform fitting (Book 1: Chapters 20, 21)
  • Random encounters: Round 1 (Book 1: Chapters 25, 32, 33, 35, 38), Round 2 (Book 2: Chapter 21, 31, 33, 34, 35, 37, 40, 42), Round 3 (Book 3: Chapter 25, 26, 27, 36), Round 4 (Book 3: Chapter 40)
  • One, two, three, four, five (Book 1: Chapters 28, 29, 30, 31, 34, 35)
  • A favorite object appears out of thin air (Book 1: Chapters 36, 37 x2, 38)
  • Proof of mastery: Level 1 (Book 1: Chapters 39, 40, 41, 42, 43; Book 2: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 18, 19), Level 2 (Book 2: 22, 23, 24, 25, 26)
  • Animal cheer squad (Book 2: Chapters 1, 4, 5, 22, 24)
  • Hey I just figured out magical radar (Book 2: Chapter 15/Lorand; Book 3: Chapter 6/Jovvi, Book 3: Chapter 28/Rion; Chapter 30/Tamrissa; Chapter 39/Vallant)
  • Foot races: (Book 2: Chapters 31, 32, 33, 34, 35)
  • You won! (Book 2: Chapter 38, 39)
  • Sex bingo (Book 2: Chapter 14, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 2: Chapter 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 41, Rion/Naran; Book 3: Chapters 11, Jovvi/Rion; 28, Lorand/Tamrissa; 29, Vallant/Jovvi; 40, Vallant/Tamrissa)
  • Will it Blend? (Book 3: Chapter 15, 17, 18, 19, 20)
  • Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? (Book 1: Chapters 27, Rion/Jovvi; 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 13, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 3: Chapters 4, Tamrissa/Lorand; 11, Jovvi/Rion; 21, Tamrissa/Lorand; 22, Jovvi/Vallant)
  • Where/who am I?? (Book 3/Book 4: Chapter 49/Chapter 1, 5 times)
  • Oh, I am a prisoner (Book 4: Chapter 2, Tamrissa; Chapter 3, Rion/Vallant)
  • FREEEEEDOOOOM! (Book 4: Chapter 6, Tamrissa; Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)
  • I'm nothing without my talent (Book 4: Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)

Possible fixes:
A straight forward fix: jump cut to them on the road tailing the convoy and scoping out its security measures. Pretty much everything that happens in the next...6-7 chapters doesn't matter or could've happened on the road and did not require another scene in this warehouse location.

A more interesting direction: have Tamrissa, Rion, and Naran run off with Alsin to rescue Jovvi and Lorand because...IDK time pressure or something or they don't have time for Vallant's emo BS. It's Vallant's worst nightmare. He gets stuck in the city, learns to deal with his crippling situationally-convenient claustrophobia, learns more about Alsin's organization and figures out that—and now I'm going to be taking liberties with what happens in the canon, so spoilers for Books 4, 5 and 6 ahead—Alsin's organization has been working with the quiet Guild rebellion, digs further into the prophecy, discovers that both organizations have been compromised because they've been infiltrated by agents of the nobility to the highest levels to keep them ineffectual and fixes all that, allowing him to discover that hey, what I enjoyed about being captain of my own ship is the leadership aspect and being able to call the shots because growing up with my dad was sure restrictive and even though I love him, I hate the system he's entrenched as part of and now this is my time to shine and change it all and he's gonna be so proud of me AND WOW WE WOULD HAVE AN ACTUAL CHARACTER ARC FOR VALLANT and maybe when he gets a reunion with Tamrissa, he discovers that he's changed and she's changed and then they can think about pursuing a relationship as two mature, self-actualized people instead of immature teens pretending to be adults.

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today

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CHAPTER FIFTEEN

“Tamrissa, can you suggest the proper way to deal with Vallant now?” Rion asked as gently as possible, seeing how horribly upset the girl looked. “If we commiserate, is that likely to make things better or worse? As Naran pointed out, our groupmate now feels pitiful and useless. If we offer sympathy, isn’t that apt to make him feel even worse?”

I don't think any of you understand what sympathy is, let alone how to show it.

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“I really don’t know,” Tamrissa responded, sounding bewildered and almost as devastated as Vallant had.

Which is kind of a problem, considering that this person is supposed to be your One True Love Above All True Loves, and a perfect demonstration of exactly how shallow this relationship is.

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“I, personally, would probably hate having everyone around me oozing sympathy, but—I just don’t know.”

“I’m inclined to agree with Tamrissa,” Naran said, obviously deliberately ignoring the other girl’s shocked confusion.

Can't have Naran join the others in being an unsympathetic character can we?

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“If I were in Vallant’s place I’d hate sympathy as well, especially since we don’t know if his talent really is gone for good.

Green :ohdear:: "Crap, I wasted the previous scene and now I need to get my protagonists on the road, we can't take the time for them to actually be characters and relate to each other at all."

Green :smuggo:: "I know! Let's handwave it with 'we're perfectly Good and Decent People because we're doing unto others as we would have them do to us'."

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Lorand isn’t a trained physician, but I’ll wager that if he works on Vallant, whatever is wrong will probably stop being wrong.”

If this had come from any other character, this would just be a straight up, dumb plan.

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“Why, Naran, you’re absolutely right,” Tamrissa said, suddenly pulling away from the numbness which had held her. “Lorand is the best, so we’ve got to get him to Vallant as quickly as possible. As soon as Alsin returns with a coach, we’ll have to catch up to that convoy as fast as we can.”

Except the plan came from Naran, which means Book 5 spoilers Naran already knows that nothing is wrong with Vallant and I'm kind of mad that this is the line thing she had to go with because the other characters are just that dumb.

Also, this is going to be the slowest pursuit ever. We're supposed to be in epic high fantasy and these guys are gonna go on chasing people. IN A COACH. :doh:

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“And do what to stop them?” Rion asked, hating to deflate her enthusiasm but realizing that it was necessary. “The answer to that question has to be carefully considered, as you and I will find it extremely difficult to handle the guardsmen you mentioned as well as the wagon drivers. Unless we kill them all, which we could probably accomplish. Was that what you intended for us to do?”

Oh FFS. Maybe Tamrissa's talent doesn't have a great middle ground between "unharmed" and "dead" but Rion certainly does. You can literally manipulate air. Just put them all in a big invisible box and then knock them out.

Note: since Rion has declared they will find it extremely difficult to handle the guardsmen, it will, of course, turn out to be a nothing burger.

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“I—no,” Tamrissa said with a violent headshake after a very brief hesitation. “Possibly if there was no other way, but not without trying other things first. Most of those guardsmen probably have no idea what they’re guarding, so killing them would be—wrong. And what about the rest of the poor victims in that convoy? Can we free Lorand and Jovvi, and simply leave the rest to their fate?”

Can you guys please have this discussion on the road? Seeing as how you do all of your other meetings in the coach anyway?

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“I hadn’t even considered the point,” Rion admitted ruefully. “Once put into words, however, there’s no denying that we simply can’t turn our backs on our own. But where did so many other High talents come from? We were told, were we not, that all testing and qualifying was done for the year?”

“Alsin asked the same question,” Tamrissa said after taking a deep breath and a sip of her tea. “Apparently all qualifying was done for the year, but testing is another matter entirely. There’s a constant stream of potential Highs coming to Gan Garee, and at this time of year they’re given a much less … stressful test than we were. If they fail, they’re turned out and sent home as the Middles they are. But if they pass, they’re drugged and put into a convoy and taken—somewhere.”

Oh look, the protagonists are finally catching up to the plot about the secret Gandistran armies that were hinted way back in Book 1.

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“To keep the city as free of High talents as possible,” Rion said with a nod. “If one attempts to think as our enemies might, it makes considerable sense. After all, what benefit would there be in having people walking about who have stronger talent than the current Seated Blending?”

“But not stronger than the new Seated Blending,” Tamrissa pointed out with a thoughtful look. “When we faced them, there was no doubt that they were High talents even though they weren’t as strong as our own Blending. Lanir and his friends weren’t happy about having to deal with them, so I wonder what made the nobility change tactics and let them win instead of the Middles they’d been using until now?”

“I’d say we were what made them change tactics,” Rion reminded her. “That first Blending we faced, the one which died because it was composed of no more than Middles— that was undoubtedly the Blending they meant to have Seated, and were forced to support the others simply because they were the only noble Blending remaining.”

“Which means we were right to believe that that group was using us for their own ends,” Tamrissa said in agreement. “We eliminated their most important rivals ourselves, and most of the rest of our common Blendings took care of the others. I wonder how long they’ll be allowed to run around uncontrolled?”

“That all depends on how frightened the others are of them—and how well they’ve planned for the time after the competition.” Rion shook his head, hating the feeling of ambivalence now touching him. “It’s difficult to decide which group to pin my hopes of victory to: the group which used and betrayed us, or the people who betray everyone as a matter of course, but are now being forced to support that first group.”

“I know exactly how you feel,” Tamrissa agreed with a smile which Naran echoed.

In case for some reason you needed yet another recap of what was going on.

Please let Naran be a character instead of a magical plot device.

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“I can’t—Wait, there’s Alsin.”

Rion turned to look toward the doorway behind him, and saw a large, rugged-appearing man striding toward them. An air of competence and authority surrounded him, and when he reached their table he nodded to them.

So many words devoted to describing Alsin and he will get a lot of page time in this book and the next...and yet, he's just as vague and flat as every other character. By the way, this is my headcanon of Alsin and Tamrissa:



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“We’re all set,” he announced without preamble. “The coach is in an alley two streets from here, and there’s a wagon unloading downstairs right now that will take you to the coach without your being seen. The alley is actually a minor through street, so we’ll be able to set off without the notice that backing out and turning around might bring. Are your belongings ready to be loaded?”

“As far as I know, none of us has unpacked anything,” Tamrissa replied, looking to Naran and Rion himself for confirmation. “Their nods tell me I’m right, so that won’t be a problem.

OMFG why did we need to spend all these words talking about your luggage?

:ughh:

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What is, though, is Vallant.

Brilliant transition. :dumbbravo:

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How is he supposed to walk through these corridors to reach the wagon downstairs? And even if he does, what about whatever you plan to do to disguise our presence in that wagon? Will he be able to stand it?”

“Since you’ll be completely covered up, probably not,” the man Alsin replied, now looking thoughtful. “Your friend will probably be best off going out through that window in his dormitory, using the pulley rope to reach the ground. Do you think he’s up to it?”

“I’m sure he is,” Rion put in at once when Tamrissa hesitated.

Tamrissa, you are the worst.

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“What’s more, I’ve decided to join him in that. The ladies and our baggage can be taken out in the wagon, but Vallant and I will walk.”

Yet another moment that makes you realize that Rion is the best. Until you remember that he thought it was cool for Lorand and Jovvi to magically aid Vallant in raping Tamrissa.

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“I’ll send someone to steady the rope for you, and then he’ll guide you to the coach,” Alsin agreed with a nod, eyeing Rion’s clothing. “That outfit is plain enough so that no one ought to notice it, but if I recall correctly your friend is wearing the same white shirt and gray trousers. One of you ought to change the shirt at the very least, to keep you two from looking as though you’re in uniform. If you agree I can supply a shirt from my own possessions, which I’m now on the way to pack.”

Can we please show Alsin's competence ON THE ROAD.

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“Does that mean you’re going with us?” Tamrissa asked, looking surprised. “What about your family and your work here in the city?”

“My real work here in the city consists of trying to find a way to loosen the grip the nobles have around our throats,” the man answered candidly. “Since the best way to accomplish that is to help your group, I certainly am going with you. And as far as a family goes, I don’t have one.

:psyduck: who talks like this?! Again, with the great character backstory ideas and terrible execution.

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Would you like to come with me now, Dom Mardimil?”

“Certainly,” Rion answered, rising to his feet after giving Naran’s hand a parting kiss. “Vallant and I will see you ladies in just a little while.”

Both Tamrissa and Naran nodded, so Rion followed Alsin out of the eating area. The direction they took was the one in which Vallant’s room lay, but Rion’s guide stopped at a door only half a corridor away from the eating area. Leading the way inside, Alsin went directly to a small, plain wardrobe and opened it, reached to the bottom of it, then turned with what he held.

“Try this on,” he suggested, handing over the silver-blue shirt he’d chosen. “I’ve never quite found the occasion to wear it, so it can’t be considered used. It should distract any observer from noticing that you and Dom Ro are wearing the same sort of trousers.”

Why do we need to see this on the page, Green? You won't even let Rion hook up with Lorand or Vallant so Alsin obviously isn't gonna be a candidate either and none of Our Heroes actually develop genuine friendships with each other, let alone anybody outside their Blending.

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“Are there likely to be a large number of people riding or walking about looking for us?” Rion asked as he began to remove his own shirt. “Tamrissa and I each made an effort to discourage my mother from sending anyone in pursuit of me, but I’m not certain how successful we were. The noble who held Tamrissa should certainly have been found by now, and we were told that Vallant’s absence has already been noted. How much of a pursuit does that make?”

“Less than you apparently think,” Alsin replied as he busied himself with putting clothing and toilet articles in a large leather bag. “We’ve had observers at your mother’s house and at Lord Lanir’s, specifically to let us know when to expect the pursuit you mentioned, but so far there hasn’t been any. As of an hour ago no one has left either place, nor have guardsmen been called there.”

“But that doesn’t hold true in Vallant’s case,” Rion said as he settled the new shirt on his frame. It fit much better than he’d been expecting it to, and the fabric was finer than the plain cotton he’d been wearing.

“Actually, there hasn’t even been a flurry of activity connected with Dom Ro,” Alsin replied, turning to look at Rion now that his packing was apparently done. “The man I questioned was convinced that Lady Eltrina had simply decided not to release Dom Ro, and that was what he’d reported to his superior. The superior decided to handle Lady Eltrina himself, so the man I questioned had dismissed the entire matter. And as far as that man himself is concerned … once he walks back to the city from where my men are now taking him, he may decide not to report the incident to save himself embarrassment.”

We. Do. Not. Need. To. Read. About. This.

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“You should be warned that anger and vindictiveness may well overcome possible feelings of embarrassment,” Rion said after tucking the shirt into his trousers. “All members of the nobility are constantly encouraged to report even the slightest indication of disrespect on the part of commoners, and being kidnapped after being threatened and questioned is a good deal more serious.

This lecture coming from Rion, a guy who only discovered what sex is like 23 days ago, to Alsin who is supposedly a man with enough competence and life experience to run an undercover commoner watchdog organization.

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But hopefully we’ll be gone from the city by the time he returns and makes his report. And thank you for this shirt. I appreciate your parting with something this fine.”

“Clothing is meant to be worn, not to lie about gathering dust,” Alsin returned with a deprecating gesture. “I’ll take the shirt you removed along with my own things, and return it to you once we’re out of the city. If you know your way back to Dom Ro’s dormitory, I’ll go and find someone to hold the pulley rope and guide the two of you to the coach.”

Rion assured him that he did indeed know the way to Vallant, so they left the room together and parted company. Alsin returned the way they’d come while Rion continued along the corridor, and a few moments later he reached the proper door. A knock brought no response, so Rion opened the door and went in.

In case you're wondering, we've spent 827 words reading about Rion borrowing Alsin's shirt.

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“We’ll be leaving here in a short while,” Rion said to a Vallant who still lay on the cot by the window, pretending there was nothing wrong with the man. “Jovvi and Lorand are indeed being taken somewhere away from this city, and we’re prepared to follow and free them.”

“How will we do that?” Vallant asked slowly and with difficulty, obviously fighting to pull himself out of the depths. “And why would you need me along? I can’t even face the idea of leavin’ this window, never mind walkin’ that corridor outside or doin’ somethin’ to help. I’m the one who needs help, but I’m not likely to get it.”

Also why is everybody ignoring that Alsin is a pretty strong Middle in Earth magic? I know, I know, Lorand the wonder healer will fix everything but you're not even going to get Alsin to try and look at him and attempt a diagnosis?

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“We won’t be leaving this place by the corridor, but by that window you’ve become so attached to,” Rion responded lightly, ignoring the rest of what had been said. “We’ll slide down that rope, which, I’m told, is as easy as falling off a log.

This is your reminder that Vallant once worked his way up from cabin boy to captain of a merchant ship and therefore could probably slide down that rope with ease. It's like none of his Blendingmates actually know anything about him!

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That analogy may prove to be a shade too accurate, but escaped criminals such as we are should be fearless. Simply because I’ve never done anything remotely like this before is no reason to picture myself broken and bloody on the ground below.”

“It really isn’t as hard as it sounds,” Vallant offered,

FINALLY! Please let Vallant do sailor-like things.

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finally struggling to a sitting position as he stared at Rion. “But you don’t have to do this, you know. You have no reason to use a window instead of leavin’ the way you came.”

“But of course I have a reason,” Rion disagreed, walking to the window to watch for the one who would come to assist them. “My good friend

HAHAHAHAHAHA what.

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has an adventure before him, and I wish to share that adventure. Never having been allowed such a thing before makes the undertaking even more special, and I eagerly look forward to it.”

Vallant made no reply to that, but peripherally Rion was able to see a peculiar expression fleet across the man’s face.

Because you're laying this on pretty thick, Rion, even for you. But hey, you're the only person who's tried to actually be decent to Vallant so he's giving you a pass and I'll give you a pass too.

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Then Vallant had forced himself to his feet, to shake his head hard before running his hands through his hair.

“I could use some bathin’,” he muttered as he rubbed his face. “Not to mention a shave. Just how soon are we leavin’, and where are we goin’?”

NO DO NOT—

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“We’re leaving as soon as someone arrives to hold the rope for us, and we’re going to the coach which is waiting to take us west, after the convoy carrying Jovvi and Lorand. On the way, you might like to join us in trying to think of a way to rescue our groupmates without needing to kill every guardsman and driver and noble in the convoy. So far Tamrissa and I haven’t been able to formulate such a plan.”

Okay, Green, that wasn't as bad as I thought, but if you were going to summarize what happened anyway, why did you make us read it all in the first place? I got nothing out of the full exchange that I didn't get out of this summary.

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“If Jovvi and Lorand were with us, we could put them all to sleep,” Vallant said, moving heavily to join Rion at the window. “Or at least the rest of you could do that… Does Tamrissa know what’s happened to me?”

“I broke it to her as gently as possible, but she was still shocked,” Rion responded, turning his head to study Vallant. “Naran recalled your comment about being pitiful and helpless, but none of us was able to imagine who would regard you in such a way. I think that if Tamrissa hadn’t been so shaken, she would have been furious at the idea of someone discounting you so easily.”

“Really?” Vallant asked, blinking in obvious confusion. “She would have been furious? But that—that’s not possible. I didn’t get to rescue her, she had to rescue me. How could a woman feel anythin’ but contempt for a man who has to be rescued?”

Oh boy. Prepare yourselves.

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“Are you saying that both Naran and Tamrissa feel contempt for me as well?” Rion countered, refusing to look away from his brother’s misery. “If so, I’m forced to disagree with you most strongly, as it’s perfectly clear that they feel no such thing. All living beings need assistance at one time or another, and who better to give it than those who love you? And why would it be acceptable for you to do the rescuing, while Tamrissa’s doing it is unacceptable?”

“You… weren’t raised like most men are,” Vallant groped, his confusion clearly having increased. “It’s somethin’ the rest of us were taught, that the man has to be the strong one … But if she doesn’t despise me, why wasn’t she here when I woke up? I’ll bet Naran spent the night next to you.”

“Yes, she did,” Rion agreed at once. “But perhaps that was because I made no effort to cut her dead when I was helped into the coach. As I was there at the time, I can assure you that the same cannot be said for your behavior with Tamrissa.”

“I… was feelin’ raw and humiliated,” Vallant said, rubbing his face with one hand again as he avoided Rion’s gaze. “You have no idea what was bein’ done to me when Tamrissa walked into the room… Was I really that hard on her?”

“I had the impression that you blamed her for having freed you,” Rion told him frankly. “If she received the same impression, is it any wonder that she spent the night elsewhere than beside you?”

“No, no it isn’t,” Vallant admitted, now sounding and looking totally defeated. “As usual, all the trouble is my fault—but maybe this time it’s for the best. The last thing she needs is a cripple who was once a whole man.”

“Why don’t you let her decide what she does and doesn’t need?” Rion returned, definitely becoming annoyed. “Making the decision for her is downright insulting, a foolish thing to do in any event. Doing it to someone with her strength and ability in Fire magic …”

Rion let the rest of the thought go unspoken, but Vallant clearly picked up on it anyway. The man’s head came up as he remembered Tamrissa’s temper, along with the fact that he was unable to protect himself with Water magic.

I get it, it was the 90s, the book is a product of its time, but even so, this is some pretty blatant moralizing. But what do I know, maybe this is the kind of blatant moralizing that was needed to pave the way for today. At least this lecture is not all :biotruths: like the others.

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“And we’ve decided that Lorand can probably do something to cure your problem,” Rion added casually, to give Vallant another point to occupy his thoughts. “If we ever manage to free him, that is…”

This second point struck home even more strongly, Rion was pleased to see.

And at what point will it strike you guys that Lorand is not the only person with Earth magic?

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It should galvanize Vallant into making the effort to free himself from depression, and possibly even to repair his error with Tamrissa. And although Rion hadn’t mentioned it, there would be no trouble at all with going down the rope. His Air magic would see to that, both for him as well as for Vallant. As long as no one saw them walking to the coach, their departure would be easy and uneventful.

This is both sweet and patronizing. Somebody should tell Rion that Vallant learned how to slide down ropes before he could walk or something.

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But what in blazes were they going to do to free Jovvi and Lorand—not to mention the rest of the captives? And once freed, what in the world would they do with them all… ?

:sigh: I don't even know why Green bothers with these. We haven't seen anything remotely capable of making Our Heroes break a sweat when it comes to doing anything magically because a) they're so strong, just SO STRONG, so much incredibly stronger than everybody, and b) if they're not strong enough, they just open up and take in more power.

Summary:

Day 25
Rion and Vallant wake up and have a very dull, boring breakfast where neither of them discover anything interesting, except for the fact that Vallant can't feel where the power is anymore, let alone access it, which of course means Vallant has fully activated :emo: mode. Tamrissa shows up with news that Alsin has managed to track down Jovvi and Lorand's whereabouts. Their missing Blendingmates are being smuggled west in a convoy full of other drugged people. They leave.

A bunch of Lord Advisors show up to confront Kambil and co post their private nobles-only Seating ceremony about Delin's crimes, including his torture of his parents. They issue Kambil and co the ultimatum "let us put you under Puredan control or else we'll disqualify your group and refuse to hold the public Seating ceremony", thus showing that this whole rigged competition sham nonsense makes no sense whatsoever. Kambil puts all of the Advisors under his temporary control, forces them to hand over the Puredan for his own use and orders them to organize their own demises.

Counts so far:

NAMED ON-SCREEN CHARACTERS WHO WE'LL NEVER SEE AGAIN: 54 (24 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Mildon Coll, Phor Riven, Jeris Womal, Eldra Sappin, Fod, Lord Astrath, Torrin Ro, Vish "the Fish", Jamrin, Hark, Reshin, Fellar, Ennis, Vosin, Parli Hafford, Regensi, Weeks, Adept Aminto, Mem Follil, Toblis, Kogrin, Lemmis Admen, Miklas
Book 2: Nialla, Emar Rumil, Leta Vas, Grami Arstin, Deever, Pracer, Oshin, Arnot, Morin, Rilin, Kinge, Lomad, Worlen, Lidim, Arkow, Odrin
Book 3: Damilla Sytoss, Edril Lanton, Carmad Lestrin (minor spoiler - sorry, you're not going to see him again), Relana, Lord Anglard, Lord Fortner Oplis, Glindil
Book 4: Fasher, Wirn, Bowes, Ditras, Rovelon, Lord Advisor Velim Shoons, Lord Advisor Ephaim Noll

TOTALLY INDISTINCT ON-SCREEN LOCATIONS: 35 (9 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3)
Book 1: Rincammon, Haven Wraithside, Tamrissa's house in Gan Garee, Port Entril, testing facility in Gan Garee, Regensi's shop, Ginge's tavern, Magross bridge, mastery facility outside Gan Garee
Book 2: Nialla's house, Vas residence, Weil residence, Arstin residence in Gan Garee, dining parlor near Tamrissa's house, shop near dining parlor, Naran's "house", noble antagonists' residence, the Seated Five's palace, the ballroom inside the palace
Book 3: a courtroom, an ampitheatre, Relana's house, Ollon Kapmar's house, Eltrina's house, a random noble's house, High Lord Embisson Ruhl's house, a random park, the amphitheatre
Book 4: Bedroom in Lord Lanir's house, Mardimil house in Gan Garee, Eltrina's disappointing sex dungeon closet, "small" dining room in Lord Lanir's house, Zolind's house, outside Lord Lanir's house, Meerk's secret warehouse, conference room near the throne room

MEALS ON-SCREEN: 36 (15 in Book 1; 9 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Day 1 (lunch, dinner), Day 2 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 3 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 4 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 5 (lunch, dinner), Day 6 (breakfast, lunch)
Book 2: Day 6 (dinner), Day 7 (post-mastery snack, dinner), Day 8 (breakfast, post-competition snack, dinner), Day 9 (breakfast, lunch, canapés at the masked reception at the palace)
Book 3: Day 10 (breakfast, dinner), Day 11 (lunch, dinner), Day 12 (breakfast x2), Day 22 (breakfast)
Book 4: Day 23 (lunch, a late afternoon bite, dinner), Day 25: (breakfast x2)

EUPHEMISMS FOR BODY PARTS/SEX ACTS: 28 (9 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3; 1 in Book 4)
Male: <character name>'s body (x2), discomfort (x1), manhood (x1), desire (x3), renewed need (x1), large and hard, the most perfect of men (x1), dignity (x1), conflagration raging inside (1x), his privates (x1), him (x2)
Female: womanhood (x2), entrance of ultimate bliss (x1), desire (x2), incredible tunnel (x1), womanflesh (x1), body (x1)
Sex acts: merged/merged our essences (x4), shared themselves/sharing (x2), exercise (x1), entering/entered (x3), fuse their flesh (x1), physical love (x1)
Orgasm: (ultimate) ecstasy (x2)

TERMS OF ENDEARMENT: 19 (3 in Book 1; 13 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
Male: love (x4), my fleeting love (x1), my lord (x5), my beloved lord (x3), my love (x1)
Female: sweet girl (x1), my sweet (x1), sweetling (x1), my love (x2), sweet lady (x1), precious lady (x1)

ANTAGONISTS: 35 (11 introduced in Book 1; 20 introduced in Book 2; 3 introduced in Book 3)
General: Unnamed Chairman/Ollon Kapmar (?) and the five Seated Highs in each aspect, Eltrina Razas, Bron Kallan, Selendi Vas, Homin Weil, Kambil Arstin, Delin Moord, group wearing gold and blue costumes at the ball (Adriari's Blending), Simin Dolf, Embisson Ruhl, Zolind Maylock, Ephaim Noll
Lorand: Eskin Drowd, group of mystery thugs who hold Hat's gambling debts Meerk, Hestir, Morin
Jovvi: Allestine and her henchmen Ark and Bar, Genovir, Algus
Clarion: Hallina Mardimil, Eskin Drowd, Padril, Arnot
Tamrissa: Storn and Avrina Torgar, Beldara Lant, Odrin Hallasser, Soonen, Gerdol, Lanir (who is the Seated High in Fire magic and he's just made it personal)
Vallant: Mirra Agran and her parents, Wimand, Rilir

PLOTHOLES: 133 (39 in Book 1; 23 in Book 2; 56 in Book 3)
COACH RIDES: 62 (21 in Book 1; 25 in Book 2; 10 in Book 3)
MEETINGS IN COACHES: 19 (4 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 4 in Book 3)
OTHER MEETINGS: 39 (3 in Book 1; 12 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
INTERRUPTED MONOLOGUING: 141 (31 in Book 1; 31 in Book 2; 34 in Book 3)
"CLIFFHANGERS": 74 (18 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 30 in Book 3)
POINTLESS TAMRISSA NARRATION: 14 (11 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
TEA DRINKING: 87 (22 in Book 1; 26 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
BLATANT MORALIZING: 41 (19 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 11 in Book 3)
BATH SCENES: 14 (9 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
WILFUL MISUNDERSTANDINGS: 11 (6 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
MIND CONTROL: 25 (5 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 15 in Book 3)
BADLY WRITTEN SEX SCENES: 14, including 4 rape scenes (2 in Book 1; 4 in Book 2, including 1 rape scene; 6 in Book 3, including 1 rape scene; 2 in Book 4, 2 of which are rape scenes)
DON'T EAT THAT: 1 (1 in Book 3)
SPIRIT MAGIC/PUREDAN RETCONS: 1 (1 in Book 3)

REPETITIVE POV EVENTS:
  • Oh noes, a fireball (Book 1: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
  • Pass or die (Book 1: Chapters 6, 7, 8, 9, 10)
  • Bathroom encounters (Book 1: Chapters 11, 12, 13, 14, 15)
  • Don't rain on my parade! (Book 1: Chapters 19, 20)
  • Uniform fitting (Book 1: Chapters 20, 21)
  • Random encounters: Round 1 (Book 1: Chapters 25, 32, 33, 35, 38), Round 2 (Book 2: Chapter 21, 31, 33, 34, 35, 37, 40, 42), Round 3 (Book 3: Chapter 25, 26, 27, 36), Round 4 (Book 3: Chapter 40)
  • One, two, three, four, five (Book 1: Chapters 28, 29, 30, 31, 34, 35)
  • A favorite object appears out of thin air (Book 1: Chapters 36, 37 x2, 38)
  • Proof of mastery: Level 1 (Book 1: Chapters 39, 40, 41, 42, 43; Book 2: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 18, 19), Level 2 (Book 2: 22, 23, 24, 25, 26)
  • Animal cheer squad (Book 2: Chapters 1, 4, 5, 22, 24)
  • Hey I just figured out magical radar (Book 2: Chapter 15/Lorand; Book 3: Chapter 6/Jovvi, Book 3: Chapter 28/Rion; Chapter 30/Tamrissa; Chapter 39/Vallant)
  • Foot races: (Book 2: Chapters 31, 32, 33, 34, 35)
  • You won! (Book 2: Chapter 38, 39)
  • Sex bingo (Book 2: Chapter 14, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 2: Chapter 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 41, Rion/Naran; Book 3: Chapters 11, Jovvi/Rion; 28, Lorand/Tamrissa; 29, Vallant/Jovvi; 40, Vallant/Tamrissa)
  • Will it Blend? (Book 3: Chapter 15, 17, 18, 19, 20)
  • Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? (Book 1: Chapters 27, Rion/Jovvi; 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 13, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 3: Chapters 4, Tamrissa/Lorand; 11, Jovvi/Rion; 21, Tamrissa/Lorand; 22, Jovvi/Vallant)
  • Where/who am I?? (Book 3/Book 4: Chapter 49/Chapter 1, 5 times)
  • Oh, I am a prisoner (Book 4: Chapter 2, Tamrissa; Chapter 3, Rion/Vallant)
  • FREEEEEDOOOOM! (Book 4: Chapter 6, Tamrissa; Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)
  • I'm nothing without my talent (Book 4: Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)

Possible fixes:
We could have cut past all the boring stuff and achieved the same goals by opening in Rion's POV, on the road, having a one on one chat to Vallant, asking him questions about how they were going to rescue Lorand and Jovvi, leaning on Vallant's expertise as a captain on a merchant ship, which means he's got practice leading large groups of people to do complex and difficult things, and possibly has seen combat before if he's run into pirates.

That fixes the chapter from being a waste of ink to being an okay chapter, but I'd argue it's still not enough to fix this aspect of the books.

One of the mechanics that sucks about Blending is the proximity requirement (Book 5 spoilers which they kind of test but not really and Book 8 spoilers which don't seem to apply once you make your Blending permanent). If we had spent any chapters learning how to Blend and stuff, this would open up some really interesting options, like not needing all of the protagonists going along for the rescue.

If you're going to do multi-POV, there needs to be something else that we get from the additional POVs that we don't get from the primary POV. Having Kambil and Delin POVs was actually one of things Green did right for that part of the story. But there's nothing we get from multi-POVs in the primary Blending that we couldn't have gotten from any single one of them, except for relationship drama.

Which then brings me back to being annoyed about the way this whole series was marketed. If it had been marketed as romantasy, I would never have picked it up. But no, it got marketed as action/adventure high fantasy, except it's really a pseudo-poly romance novel dressed up in fantasy trappings and the reason we have multi-POV is because of the romance genre convention to alternate POVs because the whole draw of the romance plotline is to see from both sides (or all sides, in this case) how the main character and their love interest/s fall in love.

Except also none of the relationships are done well either so ultimately these books are neither what they were marketed as nor are they good examples of what they were intended to be.

But somehow they still sold loads of copies :psypop: which tells me I know nothing about what sells and also that good writing and good storytelling are not required in order for something to sell.

Everyone
Sep 6, 2019

by sebmojo

Leng posted:

But somehow they still sold loads of copies :psypop: which tells me I know nothing about what sells and also that good writing and good storytelling are not required in order for something to sell.

The strangest thing to me is that this crap-rear end series apparently has at least eight books in it.

Liquid Communism
Mar 9, 2004


Out here, everything hurts.




That's not too strange, they were originally published by Avon, a romance imprint used to buying several book series of mediocre romance and publishing serially.

They sold well enough as fantasy that Harper/Collins moved them to the Eos imprint for the second series.

Liquid Communism fucked around with this message at 04:45 on Feb 6, 2023

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today

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CHAPTER SIXTEEN 

Eltrina Razas was more than simply annoyed. She paced back and forth in her husband’s study, trying to figure out a way to report the outrage which had been committed without getting herself into hot water. Her appropriation of that Ro commoner hadn’t precisely been proper, even though a man would have gotten away with it without the least effort. It simply wasn’t fair, especially since she’d spent hours thinking and hadn’t had a single idea…

I wish Green had cared enough about her feminist messages to give Eltrina a proper storyline instead of sort of setting her up to be this capable, competent antagonist and then backpedalling.

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Suddenly there was a knock at the door, even though she’d specifically left orders not to be disturbed. Her first urge was to ignore the knock, but she was far too angry for that. She needed to blister someone’s hide, and whichever servant had dared to disobey her would do nicely for the purpose. So she strode to the door and yanked it open, and—

“Your pardon, Lady Eltrina, but this gentleman insisted that you be disturbed despite your instructions,” the servant said with visible disapproval. “Shall I summon others of the staff and have him put out forcibly?”

YES! DO THIS! CONFLICT!

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“Ah … no, Jomsin, it’s all right, I’ll see him,” Eltrina managed to say after a moment. The caller was Lord Rimen Howser, a man who was soon to be made a High Lord. Everyone who was anyone at least knew of the man, only a certain lucky few actually knowing him personally. Once the shock had passed Eltrina could think of at least a dozen ways in which the man might be used to her benefit, so she wasn’t about to let the opportunity slip out of her hands.

:psyduck: why would you order the flow of the prose like this? We get: 1) Eltrina's response, 2) exposition about who Rimen is, 3) Eltrina's justification for her response. This could work in omniscient when someone is telling a story and adding narrator commentary along the way. But if we're in close third limited, when we're in Eltrina's POV we need to be experiencing things as Eltrina would.

Which means we should: a) get some physical description of the caller; b) have some sort of internal process happen where Eltrina recognizes who the caller is; c) see some thought process of Eltrina going, "ahah! He's a powerful, influential noble who might be able to help me if I play my cards right"; then end with d) Eltrina's response.

Observe what happens if I rearrange the sentences and make a few minor edits:

The caller was Lord Rimen Howser. Everyone knew of the man—he would soon be made a High Lord—but few were lucky enough to make his personal acquaintance. There were at least a dozen ways for Eltrina to turn this opportunity to her benefit. “Ah … no, Jomsin, it’s all right, I’ll see him.”

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“Do come in, Lord Rimen,” she purred, giving him her most attractive smile. “May I have the servant bring you something? Would you care to stay to lunch?”

:sigh: There were so many more sophisticated ways this could have been handled. Eltrina was set up to be a competent woman who's gotten as far as she has in a ruthless, male-dominated environment by knowing how to handle powerful men and their egos. Supposing seduction would work on Rimen (not guaranteed) he's had to barge through her servants and made to wait to see him. The better response would be to apologize profusely and sooth his ego before anything else.

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“It’s business which brings me here, Lady Eltrina,” the man replied coolly as he entered the room and waved a hand. “Dismiss the servant, please, so that we can get straight to it.”

What a weird reaction from Rimen. Judging by the social norms in this world, he should be able to dismiss the servant himself.

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Eltrina dismissed the servant with a nod, then turned to study Lord Rimen. The man was tall and slender and elegant, always dressed in the finest clothing, his dark hair curled in what was fast becoming the newest popular style. Aristocratic was the best descriptive word for him, especially when he walked to the middle of the room and turned to stare at her.

:doh: why didn't we get this physical description when Rimen first walked in? It would have been far more impactful there!

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“The most important difference between men and women seems to be a sense of proper proportion,” he said very flatly. “When a man avails himself of the use of one of the lower animals, he doesn’t need to be told when continuing to keep the little thing becomes impolitic. Women, on the other hand, tend to cling … My men are waiting outside, and when I summon them you will immediately show them to where you’ve put my animal—whom you should never have appropriated in the first place.”

“I—ah—you don’t understand,” Eltrina began to babble, not only in shock again but now frightened as well.

And that's all we ever get of why Eltrina is frightened. There will be some pretty severe and horrific consequences for Eltrina that are coming, but they kind of just...happen? I wish we had more insight into her reactions here.

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“I did have the man, but I returned him some time ago. If he’s been misplaced somehow, it’s Dilis’s fault, not mine. Dilis is such a fool, always doing something wrong and then blaming some perfectly innocent person—”

“Lady Eltrina!” Lord Rimen interrupted sharply. “I’ve already spoken with Lord Dilis, and I’m satisfied that he told me the truth. If you insist that he lied, I’ll be forced to contact your husband to get his permission to question you under Puredan. This matter is much too important to let slide, as I also have my own instructions to carry out. Now tell me: where is the animal I’m searching for?”

“I don’t know,” Eltrina whispered in answer, too chilled by the threat to lie any longer. If anyone ever questioned her about anything under Puredan—! “I was all ready to return him to Dilis, but this—this— woman burst in here … And if men are so marvelous about doing things right, what was she doing running around loose and undrugged? The last I heard Lanir had claimed her, and—”

“Wait,” Rimen interrupted again, now showing a cultured frown. “Start from the beginning, and tell me who you’re talking about. Are you saying another animal freed mine? That’s quite preposterous.”

“Only if you’re silly enough to call them animals,” Eltrina countered, knowing she lost nothing of advantage by speaking the truth. “They may be quite a bit less than we are, but they’re still people—and one of them, from the Blending that nearly won the competition, came and took Ro with her. Perhaps you would be foolish enough to argue with a High practitioner in Fire magic, but I’m not quite that suicidal.”

By the way, Rimen is one of the only competent antagonists in the Blendingverse except for his glaring blind spot in insisting that commoners are animals. Eltrina rightly points this out but even her insistence that they are "quite a bit less than we are" isn't ever supported by anything concrete. It's a weird world building plot hole belief that never gets explained even by some sort of vague "all the noble Houses are descended from the original Seated Blending and something about their blood is pure" or whatever.

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“A High in Fire magic,” Rimen repeated, clearly controlling the anger Eltrina was able to see in his whole manner. “You’re correct in saying that Lord Lanir was supposed to have her in his keeping … How do you know that she was no longer drugged? Did you simply take her word for it?”

“I don’t believe in taking a peasant’s word for things,” Eltrina returned coldly. “Most of them seem to lie as easily as they breathe. This one, however, didn’t hesitate to show me the truth—by burning the clothing off me without raising even a single blister. I had no idea that that sort of thing was possible, and I was terrified. What choice did I have other than to let her take Ro?”

“You could have chosen not to appropriate him in the first place,” Rimen countered, his tone flat again. “Lord Dilis will face a stern reprimand for having let you take the animal, but you, as his social superior, will face far more. You abused your authority to the detriment of your peers, caring more for your own desires than for the well-being of your equals and superiors. The lapse will neither be overlooked nor forgotten.”

And with that he marched to the door and out, without a parting bow and not even waiting for a servant to precede him. Those points somehow upset Eltrina even more than the rest, and she stumbled to a chair and collapsed into it. It was going to be terrible, she knew it was, and it was all the fault of those peasants. If they were ever captured again…

Again with the vagueness of "it was going to be terrible"! How, Green? How is it going to be terrible? What exactly is at stake for Eltrina? She gets put through some really messed up stuff and it is, in fact, quite horrible but right now, I don't feel any empathy for Eltrina. Am I meant to? Or am I meant to rejoice in her comeuppance?

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When they were captured again, Eltrina corrected her thoughts with a growl. Her career was almost certainly ruined completely, but when those peasants were recaptured she would find some way to get even… no matter what had to be accomplished to do it….

I really, really, wish Green had actually dug into this. In the hands of a more competent writer, this would be the point at which Eltrina transitions from "ambitious person who's trying to get ahead" to "villain intent on destroying the empire".

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Lord Rimen Howser was furious, but sudden worry now worked to keep him from showing his temper. He’d expected his visit to the Razas woman to be short and productive, but now the previous single problem had grown into a multiple one. Stupid female, to bungle so badly and then try so lamely to lie about it. But that was to be expected when a man married so far beneath him, as her husband obviously had. Rimen would certainly have to have a word with the man….

Interesting Eltrina backstory that never gets explored or goes anywhere!

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But first there were other, more important things to see to. The four animals Rimen used for menial work stirred in their wagon when he reappeared, but his going directly to his carriage quieted them again.

“Take me to the secondary house of Lord Lanir Porvin,” Rimen said to his driver as he settled himself in the carriage. “You know where it is, I trust?”

The man nodded rather than answering in words, keeping silent just as he was supposed to. Rimen detested the sound of animal accents in speech, and therefore never let his animals speak unless he felt it to be absolutely necessary. The animals all went to great pains to obey him, of course, as they all knew that failure would result, not in dismissal, but in losing their tongues.

Look at these flashes of Green being able to write in a unique character voice! It's not much but it is recognizably distinct from the other POVs.

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The trip to Lord Lanir’s .secondary house—meaning the place where he kept his toys—was tiresomely lengthy, forcing Rimen, as it did, to fret all the way. It was to be hoped that the Razas woman had lied to him about the female animal with Fire magic, but Rimen feared she hadn’t. It was necessary to learn the truth before he reported to Lord Embisson, and not just part of the truth. After visiting Lord Lanir, Rimen meant to see Lady Hallina Mardimil, who had reclaimed her half-animal son. Surely she, despite her perverted sense of the proper, had managed to keep from having her property stolen.

When his carriage finally pulled up in front of Lord Lanir’s house, Rimen overrode the urge to hurry and moved at his usual pace to the front door. A noble was a noble at all times, as his mother was fond of saying, and compromise with that idea wasn’t to be considered.

We will meet more of Rimen's family in the sequel trilogy. Not his mother though.

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Rimen also knocked unhurriedly, but the door opened almost immediately.

“Lord Rimen Howser to see Lord Lanir,” Rimen announced as he strolled inside. “Please tell Lord Lanir that I’m here.”

“Your pardon, my lord, but Lord Lanir is unavailable,” the servant responded in tones that were at least bearable. “He hasn’t yet arisen, and the staff is forbidden to disturb him until he does.”

“Even at this time of day?” Rimen said with a frown, his worry abruptly strengthening. “That’s absolutely absurd, and at this point in time totally unacceptable. Show me to his apartment and I’ll wake him.”

:psyduck: nobility in this world continuing to act very...not noble.

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“My lord, please, Lord Lanir isn’t in his apartment,” the servant protested, clearly suffering. “He—ah—spent the night elsewhere, and we’re absolutely forbidden to disturb him there. But he should be down at any time now. If you would care to wait in the sitting room with refreshments …”

“Listen to me carefully, animal,” Rimen said slowly after taking a firm grip on his temper. “The female Lord Lanir is supposed to be with has been reportedly seen elsewhere, which means something may have happened to Lord Lanir. Take me to the proper apartment at once.”

The servant hesitated only a brief moment before nodding, then led the way to the stairs. Rimen followed, wishing for once that he could hasten his pace, but that would certainly lack dignity. He had to be content with allowing his normally long stride to do its best to keep up with the servant, who obviously hadn’t any dignity to lose. The animal hurried in a most unseemly way, trying to do his best to lose Rimen.

And yet, when it came to entering the proper apartment, the animal returned to a state of hesitation. He hovered near the door as Rimen reached him, hanging back as his superior simply turned the knob and entered. It was a sitting room, of course, with the door to the bedchamber standing closed. As Rimen approached it he was able to hear a sound of some sort, proving someone was in there. That meant knocking was in order…

After the second unanswered knock, Rimen repeated his earlier intrusion and simply opened the door to walk in. The servant now hovered directly behind him again, and when Rimen stopped short the servant came within a hair of crashing into him. Then the animal saw what Rimen already had, and a gasp was torn from him.

“Oh, no!” the animal moaned as he wrung his hands, staring at the hunched-over form seated in a puddle of its own filth. “My Lord Lanir—What’s wrong with him?”

Lanir did not seem like the kind of master to inspire this kind of distress in his servants.

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“I’d say his mind was gone,” Rimen muttered in answer after putting a handkerchief to his nose and mouth against the terrible stench in the room. The hulk of flesh that had once been a noble now made a humming sound of sorts, a single note moaned out without stop. The sight of it all threatened to make Rimen violently ill, so he simply turned and walked away from it.

...annnnnnd that's it. That's all we get of the horror of burnout, something that one of Our Heroes has a debilitating fear of.

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And there was certainly no sign of the female Lanir had claimed….

Green's antagonists continuing to be terrible at investigation. I mean, I appreciate that we're not having to get dragged through the recap but he didn't order the house searched or anything to try and figure out where Tamrissa might have gone.

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Once back in his carriage, Rimen allowed himself to take two deep breaths before ordering his driver on to the Mardimil place. This time the ride was more settling than disturbing, so he had completely returned to himself by the time a servant opened Lady Hallina’s door to him.

“Your pardon, my lord, but I’m afraid entrance is impossible,” the servant said before Rimen could even open his mouth. “Lady Hallina has left for her house in Haven Wraithside, and won’t be returning for some time. This house is now in the process of being closed down.”

“How curious that Lady Hallina has left so abruptly,” Rimen said, staring at the servant to let the animal know that he addressed a superior. “And Lady Hallina’s son … did he accompany her on her precipitous departure?”

“I’m afraid, my lord, that all queries must be addressed to Lady Hallina,” the animal had the nerve to respond. “If you like, a letter may be sent along with those members of the staff who will soon leave to rejoin her. Other than that—”

“Be silent and listen to me!” Rimen snapped, completely out of patience with all the disobedient animals he’d been coming across. “If Lady Hallina must be questioned on this matter, it will be done by Advisory agents! If you wish her to know that the ordeal was caused by you, so be it. If not, answer my question.”

“Yes, my lord, at once,” the animal replied, proper fear showing in his eyes. “The answer you seek is that no, Lord Clarion did not accompany her.”

“And where else has he gone?” Rimen pressed, grimly satisfied to have his surmise vindicated. “Or has he remained here, in this house which is about to be closed?”

“Lord Clarion left… in the company of friends,” the animal admitted, the words all but forced out of him. “What his destination was, no one on the staff can tell you.”

“You’ve already told me quite enough,” Rimen said with a curt nod before turning away. Lord Embisson needed to hear about what was happening, and that at once.

Annnnd we're back to being competent.

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Once again Rimen was forced to endure a tedious ride, and when his carriage turned into Lord Embisson Ruhl’s drive he felt a great deal of relief—until he saw the various vehicles which stood directly in front of the house. Visitors’ carriages would normally be put around at the side of the house, out of the way and out of sight. And for what reason would an official guard coach be there among the others … ?

What the hell is an official guard coach? This never comes up again as far as I recall, by the way.

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Rimen was given immediate access when he knocked, but it wasn’t Lord Embisson who came forward to greet him. Lord Ophin, Embisson’s second-eldest son, appeared behind the servant sent to apprise Lord Embisson of Rimen’s arrival, and Ophin looked gravely concerned.

“Rimen, I’m glad you’re here,” Ophin said as he offered his hand. “I know how close you are to my father, so you need to know what’s happened. Our physician is with him now, but I’m told it will be weeks or months before he’s able to function normally again.”

“Was there an accident?” Rimen asked with all the agitation he felt as he shook hands automatically. Lord Embisson had been going to sponsor his rise to the position of High Lord, but now …

“My father was viciously attacked and robbed,” Ophin stated, anger in his whole manner. “The miscreants had obviously studied him before striking, as one of them had Water magic ability superior to his own. They beat him physically as well as subjecting him to attack by both Earth and Fire magic, but luckily the assailants were Low talents. He’s been very badly hurt, but the physician is confident of his recovery.”

These power levels continue to make no sense. Okay, a Low in Fire magic probably doesn't have the fine control that Tamrissa does but you don't need that to give someone burns? Same for Earth magic; maybe a Low talent can't control someone else's body, but surely you don't need a lot of control just to cause suffocation or chest pains?

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“At least there’s that,” Rimen said with relief. “And now I understand why there’s a guard vehicle outside. Will they be able to find the animals who committed this outrage?”

Sooooo fantasy police? Where were these guys when Elfini was murdered?

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“They swear they’ll do their best, but it isn’t very likely,” Ophin replied with a sigh. “My father was able to tell us that his attackers were masked, so he won’t even be able to give the guardsmen descriptions. They’re waiting to talk to him anyway, as soon as the physician is through healing him as far as possible. Would you care for a cup of tea? You probably won’t be able to visit with my father until tomorrow or the next day, but—”

“Visit!” Rimen interrupted to blurt, suddenly remembering that he wasn’t there simply to visit. “No, I’ve come with extremely urgent news, but obviously your father can’t be bothered with it. I think I’d better go directly to Lord Zolind, and let him decide who to put in charge of the problem.”

“Surely you’ve heard,” Ophin said, now regarding him strangely. “Lord Zolind’s heart gave out, and he’s dead. He was in the middle of a reception when it happened, and those who were there say he worked himself up into a rage just before it happened. What urgent news do you have?”

Rimen was far too stunned to answer Ophin’s question. Lord Zolind was dead, the man they’d all expected to live forever? Zolind was to have been Rimen’s ultimate patron, the man who could simply announce Rimen’s advancement without anyone trying to oppose it.

This whole advancement in the nobility system confuses me so much. What, exactly, comes with the additional title of High Lord? We'll never know, because Green didn't care enough to think through this aspect of the world building.

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Now … for all the good Embisson would be able to do alone, he might as well have died, too….

“I think you ought to sit down,” Ophin said with ridiculous concern on his face. “You’ve obviously had one shock too many, and could probably even use a drink stronger than tea. Come into the study and I’ll join you.”

“No, thank you, but no,” Rimen forced himself to say, realizing that the rumors were true. Anyone who would offer a drink other than tea at that hour…

I unironically like Rimen's reaction to being offered alcohol. Green is capable of characterization! Why didn't her editor force her to do more of it?

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“No, I’m afraid I haven’t the time. It’s urgently necessary to pass on what I’ve learned to someone with enough authority to do something about it…. Please give your father my good wishes, and tell him that I’ll return when he’s up to having visitors.”

Ophin agreed with a shrug to deliver the message, then saw Rimen to the door. Once outside and back in his carriage, Rimen forced himself to calm down and do some rational thinking. He had to pass on what he knew, otherwise any unfavorable results accruing from the incidents would be made his responsibility and fault. That meant finding someone who would take immediate charge, someone too powerful to need a scapegoat if things went even more wrong.

Rimen is currently my favorite POV character right now, despite his utterly despicable views about commoners, because his POV is actually somewhat engaging to read.

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Rimen all but pounded his brain, and in a moment he smiled as the obvious answer came. He knew just the man to speak to, the perfect person to shift the burden onto. With Zolind dead the man’s power would be tremendously increased, and he would certainly appreciate being the first to learn about what had happened. Lanir might be mindless, Embisson beaten to pulp, and Zolind dead, but nothing was ever likely to harm Lord Advisor Ephaim Noll….

:roflolmao:

An actual end-of-chapter line that actually lands a punchline? Who typed out the end of this chapter when Green wasn't looking?

Summary:

Day 25
Rion and Vallant wake up and have a very dull, boring breakfast where neither of them discover anything interesting, except for the fact that Vallant can't feel where the power is anymore, let alone access it, which of course means Vallant has fully activated :emo: mode. Tamrissa shows up with news that Alsin has managed to track down Jovvi and Lorand's whereabouts. Their missing Blendingmates are being smuggled west in a convoy full of other drugged people. They leave.

A bunch of Lord Advisors show up to confront Kambil and co post their private nobles-only Seating ceremony about Delin's crimes, including his torture of his parents. They issue Kambil and co the ultimatum "let us put you under Puredan control or else we'll disqualify your group and refuse to hold the public Seating ceremony", thus showing that this whole rigged competition sham nonsense makes no sense whatsoever. Kambil puts all of the Advisors under his temporary control, forces them to hand over the Puredan for his own use and orders them to organize their own demises.

Rimen Howser confronts Eltrina about abducting Vallant, only to discover that Tamrissa and Rion are gone too. He goes to report the disappearances up the line to Embisson, only to discover that he's in critical condition after being brutally attacked, and that Embisson's boss, Zolind, has also been murdered. Rimen decides to seek out the Lord Advisor, Ephaim Noll, a man whom the new Seated Blending has compelled to kill himself shortly.

Counts so far:

NAMED ON-SCREEN CHARACTERS WHO WE'LL NEVER SEE AGAIN: 55 (24 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Mildon Coll, Phor Riven, Jeris Womal, Eldra Sappin, Fod, Lord Astrath, Torrin Ro, Vish "the Fish", Jamrin, Hark, Reshin, Fellar, Ennis, Vosin, Parli Hafford, Regensi, Weeks, Adept Aminto, Mem Follil, Toblis, Kogrin, Lemmis Admen, Miklas
Book 2: Nialla, Emar Rumil, Leta Vas, Grami Arstin, Deever, Pracer, Oshin, Arnot, Morin, Rilin, Kinge, Lomad, Worlen, Lidim, Arkow, Odrin
Book 3: Damilla Sytoss, Edril Lanton, Carmad Lestrin (minor spoiler - sorry, you're not going to see him again), Relana, Lord Anglard, Lord Fortner Oplis, Glindil
Book 4: Fasher, Wirn, Bowes, Ditras, Rovelon, Lord Advisor Velim Shoons, Lord Advisor Ephaim Noll, Jomsin

TOTALLY INDISTINCT ON-SCREEN LOCATIONS: 35 (9 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3)
Book 1: Rincammon, Haven Wraithside, Tamrissa's house in Gan Garee, Port Entril, testing facility in Gan Garee, Regensi's shop, Ginge's tavern, Magross bridge, mastery facility outside Gan Garee
Book 2: Nialla's house, Vas residence, Weil residence, Arstin residence in Gan Garee, dining parlor near Tamrissa's house, shop near dining parlor, Naran's "house", noble antagonists' residence, the Seated Five's palace, the ballroom inside the palace
Book 3: a courtroom, an ampitheatre, Relana's house, Ollon Kapmar's house, Eltrina's house, a random noble's house, High Lord Embisson Ruhl's house, a random park, the amphitheatre
Book 4: Bedroom in Lord Lanir's house, Mardimil house in Gan Garee, Eltrina's disappointing sex dungeon closet, "small" dining room in Lord Lanir's house, Zolind's house, outside Lord Lanir's house, Meerk's secret warehouse, conference room near the throne room

MEALS ON-SCREEN: 36 (15 in Book 1; 9 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Day 1 (lunch, dinner), Day 2 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 3 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 4 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 5 (lunch, dinner), Day 6 (breakfast, lunch)
Book 2: Day 6 (dinner), Day 7 (post-mastery snack, dinner), Day 8 (breakfast, post-competition snack, dinner), Day 9 (breakfast, lunch, canapés at the masked reception at the palace)
Book 3: Day 10 (breakfast, dinner), Day 11 (lunch, dinner), Day 12 (breakfast x2), Day 22 (breakfast)
Book 4: Day 23 (lunch, a late afternoon bite, dinner), Day 25: (breakfast x2)

EUPHEMISMS FOR BODY PARTS/SEX ACTS: 28 (9 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3; 1 in Book 4)
Male: <character name>'s body (x2), discomfort (x1), manhood (x1), desire (x3), renewed need (x1), large and hard, the most perfect of men (x1), dignity (x1), conflagration raging inside (1x), his privates (x1), him (x2)
Female: womanhood (x2), entrance of ultimate bliss (x1), desire (x2), incredible tunnel (x1), womanflesh (x1), body (x1)
Sex acts: merged/merged our essences (x4), shared themselves/sharing (x2), exercise (x1), entering/entered (x3), fuse their flesh (x1), physical love (x1)
Orgasm: (ultimate) ecstasy (x2)

TERMS OF ENDEARMENT: 19 (3 in Book 1; 13 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
Male: love (x4), my fleeting love (x1), my lord (x5), my beloved lord (x3), my love (x1)
Female: sweet girl (x1), my sweet (x1), sweetling (x1), my love (x2), sweet lady (x1), precious lady (x1)

ANTAGONISTS: 35 (11 introduced in Book 1; 20 introduced in Book 2; 3 introduced in Book 3)
General: Unnamed Chairman/Ollon Kapmar (?) and the five Seated Highs in each aspect, Eltrina Razas, Bron Kallan, Selendi Vas, Homin Weil, Kambil Arstin, Delin Moord, group wearing gold and blue costumes at the ball (Adriari's Blending), Simin Dolf, Embisson Ruhl, Zolind Maylock, Ephaim Noll
Lorand: Eskin Drowd, group of mystery thugs who hold Hat's gambling debts Meerk, Hestir, Morin
Jovvi: Allestine and her henchmen Ark and Bar, Genovir, Algus
Clarion: Hallina Mardimil, Eskin Drowd, Padril, Arnot
Tamrissa: Storn and Avrina Torgar, Beldara Lant, Odrin Hallasser, Soonen, Gerdol, Lanir (who is the Seated High in Fire magic and he's just made it personal)
Vallant: Mirra Agran and her parents, Wimand, Rilir

PLOTHOLES: 135 (39 in Book 1; 23 in Book 2; 56 in Book 3)
COACH RIDES: 66 (21 in Book 1; 25 in Book 2; 10 in Book 3)
MEETINGS IN COACHES: 19 (4 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 4 in Book 3)
OTHER MEETINGS: 39 (3 in Book 1; 12 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
INTERRUPTED MONOLOGUING: 141 (31 in Book 1; 31 in Book 2; 34 in Book 3)
"CLIFFHANGERS": 74 (18 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 30 in Book 3)
POINTLESS TAMRISSA NARRATION: 14 (11 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
TEA DRINKING: 87 (22 in Book 1; 26 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
BLATANT MORALIZING: 41 (19 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 11 in Book 3)
BATH SCENES: 14 (9 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
WILFUL MISUNDERSTANDINGS: 11 (6 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
MIND CONTROL: 25 (5 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 15 in Book 3)
BADLY WRITTEN SEX SCENES: 14, including 4 rape scenes (2 in Book 1; 4 in Book 2, including 1 rape scene; 6 in Book 3, including 1 rape scene; 2 in Book 4, 2 of which are rape scenes)
DON'T EAT THAT: 1 (1 in Book 3)
SPIRIT MAGIC/PUREDAN RETCONS: 1 (1 in Book 3)

REPETITIVE POV EVENTS:
  • Oh noes, a fireball (Book 1: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
  • Pass or die (Book 1: Chapters 6, 7, 8, 9, 10)
  • Bathroom encounters (Book 1: Chapters 11, 12, 13, 14, 15)
  • Don't rain on my parade! (Book 1: Chapters 19, 20)
  • Uniform fitting (Book 1: Chapters 20, 21)
  • Random encounters: Round 1 (Book 1: Chapters 25, 32, 33, 35, 38), Round 2 (Book 2: Chapter 21, 31, 33, 34, 35, 37, 40, 42), Round 3 (Book 3: Chapter 25, 26, 27, 36), Round 4 (Book 3: Chapter 40)
  • One, two, three, four, five (Book 1: Chapters 28, 29, 30, 31, 34, 35)
  • A favorite object appears out of thin air (Book 1: Chapters 36, 37 x2, 38)
  • Proof of mastery: Level 1 (Book 1: Chapters 39, 40, 41, 42, 43; Book 2: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 18, 19), Level 2 (Book 2: 22, 23, 24, 25, 26)
  • Animal cheer squad (Book 2: Chapters 1, 4, 5, 22, 24)
  • Hey I just figured out magical radar (Book 2: Chapter 15/Lorand; Book 3: Chapter 6/Jovvi, Book 3: Chapter 28/Rion; Chapter 30/Tamrissa; Chapter 39/Vallant)
  • Foot races: (Book 2: Chapters 31, 32, 33, 34, 35)
  • You won! (Book 2: Chapter 38, 39)
  • Sex bingo (Book 2: Chapter 14, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 2: Chapter 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 41, Rion/Naran; Book 3: Chapters 11, Jovvi/Rion; 28, Lorand/Tamrissa; 29, Vallant/Jovvi; 40, Vallant/Tamrissa)
  • Will it Blend? (Book 3: Chapter 15, 17, 18, 19, 20)
  • Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? (Book 1: Chapters 27, Rion/Jovvi; 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 13, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 3: Chapters 4, Tamrissa/Lorand; 11, Jovvi/Rion; 21, Tamrissa/Lorand; 22, Jovvi/Vallant)
  • Where/who am I?? (Book 3/Book 4: Chapter 49/Chapter 1, 5 times)
  • Oh, I am a prisoner (Book 4: Chapter 2, Tamrissa; Chapter 3, Rion/Vallant)
  • FREEEEEDOOOOM! (Book 4: Chapter 6, Tamrissa; Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)
  • I'm nothing without my talent (Book 4: Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)

Possible fixes:
This is one of Green's better chapters, mainly because of Rimen. It's far more compelling than any of the protagonist POVs we've had to date. If you were gonna fix this book without rewriting the whole premise, what I think would make sense is:
  • Move Kambil's 3 POVs so far (using his Blending to murder Zolind, first meeting with the Advisors, second meeting with the Advisors, post Seating Ceremony) to the end of Book 3. That concludes the major tournament arc of "who will be the next Seated Five?" and sets an appropriately ominous tone for their reign
  • Delete all of the protagonist POVs so far. All of them. They don't tell us anything we don't already know about these guys and aren't interesting to read.
  • Open with this chapter and have the entire thing from Rimen's POV, instead of splitting it between Eltrina and Rimen.
It'd be a really efficient way to skip past the three repetitive escape sequences, set up just how scary High talents are and why the nobility are scared of having them running around uncontrolled, also introduce Meerk's organization quickly without getting bogged down in visiting their secret warehouse headquarters that we never got to explore and then Chapter 2 could cut straight to Our Heroes, on the road, trying to catch up to the convoy while dealing with their interpersonal drama and Vallant's inability to touch the power.

kaom
Jan 20, 2007


Leng posted:

  • Delete all of the protagonist POVs so far. All of them. They don't tell us anything we don't already know about these guys and aren't interesting to read.
  • Open with this chapter and have the entire thing from Rimen's POV, instead of splitting it between Eltrina and Rimen.

You know, there were parts of the book so far that I enjoyed, but the more I think about it the more I agree this would actually totally work and make it so much better. :psyduck:

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today

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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

“His Excellency Bron, Lord of Fire, asks a moment of your time, sir,” the servant said to Kambil. “Shall I tell him that you’re otherwise engaged?”

“No, show him in,” Kambil said, putting aside the book he’d been reading.

Will we get any hint of world building or character development detail?

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He’d had a marvelous lunch, had taken a refreshing nap, and was thoroughly enjoying the book he’d chosen to read.

Nope. Nothing. I don't know why I had hoped. We never found out what book of Gandistran history Lorand had been enjoying either.

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All that made for a wonderfully mellow mood, so there was no reason to turn Bron away. Now that the man had been properly adjusted, speaking with him was often actually pleasant….

Bron's gone through more editing more than these books have.

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“Kambil, something’s going on,” Bron answered as soon as he walked in, his expression one of faint confusion mixed with annoyance. “Do you remember the meeting you asked me to attend, the one with Lord Velim and some of the people Velim wants us to make deals with? You said we needed to know what the average man was willing to offer in order to keep his tenants quiet and his income trouble-free.”

I think they're talking about low/ordinary nobility and not high nobility here. I'm not entirely sure. But for most of the books, the nobility seem to be landed gentry who get income from their lands and the tenants on those lands, though I don't know how things work in the city because Tamrissa apparently owns her house.

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“I remember that,” Kambil agreed. “We also need to question Velim and some of his more pliable associates to find out what the Advisory Board is mixed up in. Lord Ephaim and his cohorts wouldn’t have told us without coercion even if they’d lived, and we have to have some source of information. What did you learn from Velim?”

YOU HAVE SPIRIT MAGIC AND A BLENDING. If this is supposed to read as Lord Ephaim and his cohorts have some way of resisting you magically forcing him to tell you everything you want to know (which, so far, is how everything has worked up to this point) then I'd like this to be clearer. If not then, why aren't you using your Blending and your Spirit magic? :doh:

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“Absolutely nothing, which is my entire point,” Bron replied, dropping into a nearby chair. “Velim never appeared for the meeting, and never even sent word that he’d be delayed. As eager as he was to begin dealing with us, that made very little sense. I waited only a short while, and then I called in my guard commander. He told me he had men who were very good at discreet investigations, so I told him to send some to find out what Velim is up to.”

Really? We haven't come across anybody discreet or good at investigations in the entire series to date except for Rimen.

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“Which information should prove nicely valuable when we next decide to deal with the man,” Kambil said with a nod of approval. “Firsts though, we’ll have to let him squirm for a while. It would never do to let him know how much we need his information now that Lord Ephaim and the others will no longer be with us. What did your investigators learn?”

:sigh: I hate this style of exposition because every time it happens, both characters stop being even the faint semblance of characters and just start reeling off event summaries. Is Bron full under Kambil's control or is he fighting it? If he's fully under Kambil's control, why does Kambil feel any need to treat this private interaction with any pretense that he's not talking to a mind puppet? Where's all of the interesting, internal conflict that Kambil had going on before when he was first drafted into the competitions?

Everybody's been reduced to expository vehicles. Fine. Let's suffer through it.

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“Not nearly as much as they should have,” Bron replied, leaning forward with his fingers locked between his knees.

“Velim was supposed to meet the group he meant to bring to the meeting here, but he also never showed up at the dining parlor where they were all supposed to have lunch. The men looked for him at his house, but no one remembered seeing him after he retired last night. They looked for him when he missed breakfast, something he never does, but he was already gone from the house.”

Ughhhhhh, these very good, discreet investigators are just tracking people by whether or not they showed up to meals? Velim is supposed to be a Lord Advisor, one of the most powerful nobles in the entire Empire, even if he's also an ineffectual one and this schedule...does not convey that.

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“I don’t think I like the sound of that,” Kambil decided aloud, feeling the frown he’d grown.

What even is this dialogue tag?

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“Go back and have your investigators see what Velim’s closest cronies are up to. If they’re having a private meeting somewhere, we need to know about it. For some obscure reason they may have changed their minds about supporting us, and we can’t let that continue.”

“There’s no need,” Bron said, holding up one hand. “Those guardsmen really are good, because one of the first things they did after leaving Velim’s house was to locate his closest associates. Or at least they called at the men’s houses. The men themselves weren’t available, and no one knew where they’d gone. Just like with Velim, none of them have been seen since last night.”

They gave up after doing a bunch of door knocking?

:ughh:

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“That I definitely don’t like,” Kambil said, rising to his feet in order to pace a bit. “If you decide to plot against someone, you don’t do it at a time when everyone, including those you’re plotting against, are almost certain to notice. Velim isn’t the brightest flame ever to burn, but he’s been an Advisor too long to be that sloppy. Something is definitely wrong, but what can it be?”

You know if you'd just used your Spirit magic...

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“I asked myself that same question,” Bron replied, his thoughts as agitated as his adjustment allowed. “The only thing I came up with was something rather ridiculous: it sounded as though we’d arranged to remove those men, but without the careful thought which went into removing Lord Ephaim and his group. Their deaths and disappearances can’t be linked to us at all, but with Velim’s group… It seems as if someone wants people to believe that his group decided against supporting us, and because of that we made them disappear.”

Whoever could it be?

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“You’re right,” Kambil decided, stopping to look at Bron. “When the disappearances become public knowledge, we’ll be the first ones everyone looks at accusingly. They’ll think that all those men agreed with Zolind, and weren’t going to allow us to be publicly Seated. But who could be behind a move like that?”

But you guys looked, for all intents and purposes, to have won the competitions? And beyond that point, you're literally the strongest magical talents left standing and functional and you know how to Blend? I'm so confused at why you think anybody outside Zolind's little in group would have grounds to object to your Seating.

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“Maybe Lord Ephaim arranged it before he came to speak with us,” Bron suggested, nevertheless still looking doubtful. “It doesn’t make much sense considering the Puredan he brought, but maybe he had a private argument with Velim’s group.”

None of these factions are well defined or make sense.

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“Velim and his people weren’t powerful enough for Ephaim to worry about,” Kambil disagreed with a head-shake. “If he’d wanted them to do something, he would have spoken to them privately and forced them into it. Eliminating Velim and the others would only mean having to deal with their replacements, some of whom might not be quite as pliable.

Actively bored now and just waiting for these two clueless fools to cotton on to the obvious answer.

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No, eliminating those people is more the move of a fool, someone who acts without thinking—”

“What is it?” Bron asked when Kambil’s words suddenly broke off. “Have you thought of someone who might be doing this to us?”

“To quote you, the idea is ridiculous,” Kambil answered slowly, his insides beginning to twist. “It should really be impossible, but I have the most awful conviction … Let’s take a walk and find out.”

“Take a walk,” Bron echoed as he rose to follow. “You can’t mean you think Delin’s behind the disappearances? Isn’t he still completely under your control?”

“Now, certainly,” Kambil agreed as he led the way out of his private apartments. “There was a day and a night when he wasn’t, though, and we already know what he did with his night. Now I think we need to find out about the day.”

Still confused about why you left him off his leash that long. Just saying. You needed him for one meeting that went for like, barely fifteen minutes.

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Bron said nothing else aloud, but his thoughts and emotions began to take on the same shape and texture as Kambil’s own: furious, with the urge to commit violence striding strongly to the forefront. That impossible fool of a madman …

Kambil sent servants to tell Homin and Selendi to meet them in Delin’s wing, then he and Bron went directly there.

Hahahahaha this isn't Suspicious in the slightest.

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The servants around Delin were pleasant and unconcerned, having been convinced that there was nothing odd about one of the Five doing nothing but eating and sleeping and exercising a bit all the time. Kambil had even gotten these servants to tell him who had been spying for Lord Ephaim, and the woman had also been adjusted. Now she spent her time on the alert for anyone else who might have outside employment.

Seriously. If you can reprogram servants to do this, why haven't you bestirred yourselves to methodically reprogram all of the higher nobility one by one?

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“He looks as innocent as a babe,” Bron growled, standing over the chaise an expressionless Delin was stretched out on. “Go ahead and ask him if he really is all that innocent.”

“We’ll wait until Homin and Selendi get here,” Kambil responded,

...why? They're all mind puppets right now.

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also staring down at a Delin who was oblivious to their presence. All rational—and irrational—thought had been denied him, which meant he simply existed in a world without meaning. He would eat when fed and would give a grunt when he needed to eliminate bodily wastes, but other than that the real world touched him not at all.

Actually pretty horrific.

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“What’s happening?” Homin asked when he and Selendi arrived together. The two still spent quite a lot of time in each other’s company, but Kambil had relaxed the part of their adjustment that demanded complete constancy. Selendi had been growing impatient on the inside, and Homin had become curious about the female servants who let it be known how available they were. The two had performed admirably well, and now deserved to reap some of the benefits which they’d earned.

Oh look, hello to interesting stuff that will never get explored! And now, goodbye!

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Kambil explained why they were there, and once they understood what might have happened they became just as angry as Bron and Kambil himself. Now that all four of them were present to hear the answers, Kambil touched Delin’s mind and released the necessary portion of it.

“How are you feeling, Delin?” Kambil asked, letting the man pull the threads of his memory together again. “Are the servants treating you as well as they should?”

“No,” Delin mumbled crossly, his heavy frown showing how hard he struggled to reassemble his mind. “No one ever treats me as well as they should….”

“Well, we’ll certainly have to look into that, now won’t we,” Kambil said, carefully guiding the man’s thought patterns.

For a book/series ostensibly about magic that's integral to the world, we sure don't get a lot of detail about what magic looks like when someone's wielding it.

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“But first we need to ask you something. The other day, when we first came here to the palace, you arranged for certain things to be done. Tell me what those things were.”

“I arranged to have my parents brought to me,” Delin replied, an incredibly ugly smile now twisting his features.

“It was something I used to dream about, something I waited my whole life to do. When they were brought in they were gagged, so my father couldn’t simply order me to release them. I still can’t keep from obeying him, you know. … But that quickly didn’t matter, because the first thing I had done was—”

“Yes, I know about all that,” Kambil interrupted, not about to stand there listening to a rehash of what had made him so ill. “What I’d like to know is if there was anything else you did, any other arrangements you might have made….”

“Just the arrangements for the disappearance of those Advisors,” Delin replied, showing no reaction to Bron’s wordless growl and Homin’s and Selendi’s sounds of vexation. “They were fools who lacked the proper attitude toward us, so I had my assassination team cause them to vanish. No clues were left to show what happened to them, of course, so no one will ever know for certain.”

“That… assassination team knows for certain, you complete fool,” Bron said coldly, calmed again by the adjustment in his mind. “If any of them decide to sell the information…”

Just exactly HOW many adjustments does Kambil have running?

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“They don’t even have to,” Selendi said with heavy disapproval. “Once everyone is certain those Advisors are gone, who else are they going to think is responsible but us? We’re the only newcomers to high power, so we’ll be the natural suspects.”

Do you guys even have laws against the abuse of power by the Seated Blending? Because as far as I know, your system of government consists of "let's round up all the magical talents in our empire and force them to fight each other to the death in a bloodthirsty cage match until one team emerges, victorious and magically powerful beyond anybody else in the empire".

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“And once Ephaim and his people begin to have ‘accidents’ and ‘incidents,’ they’ll all look at us twice as hard,” Homin added. “Before there would have been no reason to suspect us, but now….”

“That isn’t the worst of it,” Kambil told them, needing to fight harder than ever before to keep from exploding. “If we intend to run this empire, the first thing we need is information about everything currently being done, and the second is to designate certain puppets for us to work through. With both Velim’s and Ephaim’s factions gone, most of the information we need is gone with them. The ciphers left on the Board won’t know half of what we want, and no one will ever believe that one of them is running things.”

So why were you relaxing and reading a book instead of going out and taking over all of these puppets that you so desperately need?

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“So what can we do?” Bron asked in disgust. “Aside from killing Delin, that is? Having new Advisors appointed to the Board won’t help, not without knowing what we’re appointing them to do.”

“What about the Advisors’ secretaries and assistants?” Homin asked. “My father’s secretary always knows everything he’s doing, sometimes even when he’s not supposed to know. And if enough of the Advisors used their assistants to do what had to be done …”

“That’s a good suggestion,” Kambil said, getting a slightly better grip on his temper. “Once we’re officially informed about Ephaim’s group, we can get in touch with their secretaries and assistants.

Should have maybe included in their orders that they ought to do some succession planning before they offed themselves.

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Until then we’ll have to start an official investigation into Velim’s group’s disappearance, following up and making public what Bron’s people have learned. But before we do any of that, the Blending has to look into this assassination-team business. I had no idea there was anything like it, and I want the details on it. Once I have those details, we can either adjust or eliminate the assassins who were involved.”

What you guys need to do is to find the Imperial Treasurer (is there one or five of them? who knows! or maybe it was one of the Advisors that you arranged to kill themselves, lol) and go through the palace ledgers line by line, starting with payroll.

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“I suppose this is what we get for not letting our predecessors welcome us to the palace,” Selendi said with a faint smile.

I'm kinda mad that we don't know more about how the transition of power is supposed to go. From the concept presented in the Prologue to Book 1 (does anyone still remember that?) there should be a whole heap of ceremony around the passing of the torch from the outgoing Blending to the incoming one with the turn of the quarter century.

Still also annoyed that we only saw the outgoing Seated Blending that one time at the masked ball at the palace. It's all such a waaaaaaaaaste.

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“I wonder how Delin learned about it—and whether or not there’s more we should know.”

“Obviously I’m going to have to question Delin a good deal more thoroughly,” Kambil said with a sigh of annoyance. “I suppose this happened because I was so delighted to be shut of him that I hadn’t let myself realize it’s much too soon to sit back and simply enjoy life.

Dude it's been like, *checks timeline* three days.

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We’re going to have to build a firm, able network to work through, starting as soon as we’re told the terrible news about our Advisors.”

You could start now. It's not like you have anything better to do.

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“Which, hopefully, won’t be too long in coming,” Bron said, now sounding fretful. “I have this sudden feeling that things are happening which we ought to know about, but which we don’t know about because of the large gaps caused in our lines of communication.”

:bang: please stop with the "sudden feelings" because book 5 spoilers this is literally how Sight magic users who don't know they have Sight talk and muddying things up like this annoys me so much yet also book 8 spoilers every time it happens, I gotta wonder how much is due to string pulling from the nation shepherding the Prophecy but I can't think of why this happening to Bron would make any sense.

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“I’m sure the word will reach us soon enough,” Kambil said soothingly as he distastefully turned his attention back to Delin. “And I’m also sure that we’ll find nothing of any importance that we’ve missed. After all, with everything else taken care of, what could there possibly be?”

The others made sounds of agreement, Bron reluctant but still in agreement. There was nothing that needed immediate attention, nothing but Delin and whatever secrets he continued to hold. And after he’d drained Delin dry,

Remember how they were all euphoric after their first Blending experience? Yeah, that didn't last long. I was hoping that maybe there'd be some sort of ongoing psychological effect that would pose some sort of conflict or difficulty for what Kambil's doing, but nope. Nothing.

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Kambil vowed to begin looking for a High talent in Earth magic to replace the madman with. But until he found that replacement, he would spend some time thinking of a way to punish the fool for what he’d thoughtlessly done to the rest of them….

How would that even work under these laws/societal expectations that you have? I'd say that the general public would probably have more difficulty swallowing the random elevation of some High talent who didn't compete compared to "oh, some corrupt nobles were trying to prevent the rightful Seated Blending that we saw win in the amphitheatre from being Seated and the Seated Blending killed them" which actually happens to be true.

:psyduck:

Summary:

Day 25
Rion and Vallant wake up and have a very dull, boring breakfast where neither of them discover anything interesting, except for the fact that Vallant can't feel where the power is anymore, let alone access it, which of course means Vallant has fully activated :emo: mode. Tamrissa shows up with news that Alsin has managed to track down Jovvi and Lorand's whereabouts. Their missing Blendingmates are being smuggled west in a convoy full of other drugged people. They leave.

A bunch of Lord Advisors show up to confront Kambil and co post their private nobles-only Seating ceremony about Delin's crimes, including his torture of his parents. They issue Kambil and co the ultimatum "let us put you under Puredan control or else we'll disqualify your group and refuse to hold the public Seating ceremony", thus showing that this whole rigged competition sham nonsense makes no sense whatsoever. Kambil puts all of the Advisors under his temporary control, forces them to hand over the Puredan for his own use and orders them to organize their own demises. Later the same day, Kambil discovers that Delin also ordered an assassination team to kill off the majority of the remaining Lord Advisors.

Rimen Howser confronts Eltrina about abducting Vallant, only to discover that Tamrissa and Rion are gone too. He goes to report the disappearances up the line to Embisson, only to discover that he's in critical condition after being brutally attacked, and that Embisson's boss, Zolind, has also been murdered. Rimen decides to seek out the Lord Advisor, Ephaim Noll, a man whom the new Seated Blending has compelled to kill himself shortly.

Counts so far:

NAMED ON-SCREEN CHARACTERS WHO WE'LL NEVER SEE AGAIN: 55 (24 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Mildon Coll, Phor Riven, Jeris Womal, Eldra Sappin, Fod, Lord Astrath, Torrin Ro, Vish "the Fish", Jamrin, Hark, Reshin, Fellar, Ennis, Vosin, Parli Hafford, Regensi, Weeks, Adept Aminto, Mem Follil, Toblis, Kogrin, Lemmis Admen, Miklas
Book 2: Nialla, Emar Rumil, Leta Vas, Grami Arstin, Deever, Pracer, Oshin, Arnot, Morin, Rilin, Kinge, Lomad, Worlen, Lidim, Arkow, Odrin
Book 3: Damilla Sytoss, Edril Lanton, Carmad Lestrin (minor spoiler - sorry, you're not going to see him again), Relana, Lord Anglard, Lord Fortner Oplis, Glindil
Book 4: Fasher, Wirn, Bowes, Ditras, Rovelon, Lord Advisor Velim Shoons, Lord Advisor Ephaim Noll, Jomsin

TOTALLY INDISTINCT ON-SCREEN LOCATIONS: 35 (9 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3)
Book 1: Rincammon, Haven Wraithside, Tamrissa's house in Gan Garee, Port Entril, testing facility in Gan Garee, Regensi's shop, Ginge's tavern, Magross bridge, mastery facility outside Gan Garee
Book 2: Nialla's house, Vas residence, Weil residence, Arstin residence in Gan Garee, dining parlor near Tamrissa's house, shop near dining parlor, Naran's "house", noble antagonists' residence, the Seated Five's palace, the ballroom inside the palace
Book 3: a courtroom, an ampitheatre, Relana's house, Ollon Kapmar's house, Eltrina's house, a random noble's house, High Lord Embisson Ruhl's house, a random park, the amphitheatre
Book 4: Bedroom in Lord Lanir's house, Mardimil house in Gan Garee, Eltrina's disappointing sex dungeon closet, "small" dining room in Lord Lanir's house, Zolind's house, outside Lord Lanir's house, Meerk's secret warehouse, conference room near the throne room

MEALS ON-SCREEN: 36 (15 in Book 1; 9 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Day 1 (lunch, dinner), Day 2 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 3 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 4 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 5 (lunch, dinner), Day 6 (breakfast, lunch)
Book 2: Day 6 (dinner), Day 7 (post-mastery snack, dinner), Day 8 (breakfast, post-competition snack, dinner), Day 9 (breakfast, lunch, canapés at the masked reception at the palace)
Book 3: Day 10 (breakfast, dinner), Day 11 (lunch, dinner), Day 12 (breakfast x2), Day 22 (breakfast)
Book 4: Day 23 (lunch, a late afternoon bite, dinner), Day 25: (breakfast x2)

EUPHEMISMS FOR BODY PARTS/SEX ACTS: 28 (9 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3; 1 in Book 4)
Male: <character name>'s body (x2), discomfort (x1), manhood (x1), desire (x3), renewed need (x1), large and hard, the most perfect of men (x1), dignity (x1), conflagration raging inside (1x), his privates (x1), him (x2)
Female: womanhood (x2), entrance of ultimate bliss (x1), desire (x2), incredible tunnel (x1), womanflesh (x1), body (x1)
Sex acts: merged/merged our essences (x4), shared themselves/sharing (x2), exercise (x1), entering/entered (x3), fuse their flesh (x1), physical love (x1)
Orgasm: (ultimate) ecstasy (x2)

TERMS OF ENDEARMENT: 19 (3 in Book 1; 13 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
Male: love (x4), my fleeting love (x1), my lord (x5), my beloved lord (x3), my love (x1)
Female: sweet girl (x1), my sweet (x1), sweetling (x1), my love (x2), sweet lady (x1), precious lady (x1)

ANTAGONISTS: 35 (11 introduced in Book 1; 20 introduced in Book 2; 3 introduced in Book 3)
General: Unnamed Chairman/Ollon Kapmar (?) and the five Seated Highs in each aspect, Eltrina Razas, Bron Kallan, Selendi Vas, Homin Weil, Kambil Arstin, Delin Moord, group wearing gold and blue costumes at the ball (Adriari's Blending), Simin Dolf, Embisson Ruhl, Zolind Maylock, Ephaim Noll
Lorand: Eskin Drowd, group of mystery thugs who hold Hat's gambling debts Meerk, Hestir, Morin
Jovvi: Allestine and her henchmen Ark and Bar, Genovir, Algus
Clarion: Hallina Mardimil, Eskin Drowd, Padril, Arnot
Tamrissa: Storn and Avrina Torgar, Beldara Lant, Odrin Hallasser, Soonen, Gerdol, Lanir (who is the Seated High in Fire magic and he's just made it personal)
Vallant: Mirra Agran and her parents, Wimand, Rilir

PLOTHOLES: 135 (39 in Book 1; 23 in Book 2; 56 in Book 3)
COACH RIDES: 66 (21 in Book 1; 25 in Book 2; 10 in Book 3)
MEETINGS IN COACHES: 19 (4 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 4 in Book 3)
OTHER MEETINGS: 40 (3 in Book 1; 12 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
INTERRUPTED MONOLOGUING: 141 (31 in Book 1; 31 in Book 2; 34 in Book 3)
"CLIFFHANGERS": 74 (18 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 30 in Book 3)
POINTLESS TAMRISSA NARRATION: 14 (11 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
TEA DRINKING: 87 (22 in Book 1; 26 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
BLATANT MORALIZING: 41 (19 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 11 in Book 3)
BATH SCENES: 14 (9 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
WILFUL MISUNDERSTANDINGS: 11 (6 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
MIND CONTROL: 26 (5 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 15 in Book 3)
BADLY WRITTEN SEX SCENES: 14, including 4 rape scenes (2 in Book 1; 4 in Book 2, including 1 rape scene; 6 in Book 3, including 1 rape scene; 2 in Book 4, 2 of which are rape scenes)
DON'T EAT THAT: 1 (1 in Book 3)
SPIRIT MAGIC/PUREDAN RETCONS: 1 (1 in Book 3)

REPETITIVE POV EVENTS:
  • Oh noes, a fireball (Book 1: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
  • Pass or die (Book 1: Chapters 6, 7, 8, 9, 10)
  • Bathroom encounters (Book 1: Chapters 11, 12, 13, 14, 15)
  • Don't rain on my parade! (Book 1: Chapters 19, 20)
  • Uniform fitting (Book 1: Chapters 20, 21)
  • Random encounters: Round 1 (Book 1: Chapters 25, 32, 33, 35, 38), Round 2 (Book 2: Chapter 21, 31, 33, 34, 35, 37, 40, 42), Round 3 (Book 3: Chapter 25, 26, 27, 36), Round 4 (Book 3: Chapter 40)
  • One, two, three, four, five (Book 1: Chapters 28, 29, 30, 31, 34, 35)
  • A favorite object appears out of thin air (Book 1: Chapters 36, 37 x2, 38)
  • Proof of mastery: Level 1 (Book 1: Chapters 39, 40, 41, 42, 43; Book 2: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 18, 19), Level 2 (Book 2: 22, 23, 24, 25, 26)
  • Animal cheer squad (Book 2: Chapters 1, 4, 5, 22, 24)
  • Hey I just figured out magical radar (Book 2: Chapter 15/Lorand; Book 3: Chapter 6/Jovvi, Book 3: Chapter 28/Rion; Chapter 30/Tamrissa; Chapter 39/Vallant)
  • Foot races: (Book 2: Chapters 31, 32, 33, 34, 35)
  • You won! (Book 2: Chapter 38, 39)
  • Sex bingo (Book 2: Chapter 14, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 2: Chapter 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 41, Rion/Naran; Book 3: Chapters 11, Jovvi/Rion; 28, Lorand/Tamrissa; 29, Vallant/Jovvi; 40, Vallant/Tamrissa)
  • Will it Blend? (Book 3: Chapter 15, 17, 18, 19, 20)
  • Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? (Book 1: Chapters 27, Rion/Jovvi; 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 13, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 3: Chapters 4, Tamrissa/Lorand; 11, Jovvi/Rion; 21, Tamrissa/Lorand; 22, Jovvi/Vallant)
  • Where/who am I?? (Book 3/Book 4: Chapter 49/Chapter 1, 5 times)
  • Oh, I am a prisoner (Book 4: Chapter 2, Tamrissa; Chapter 3, Rion/Vallant)
  • FREEEEEDOOOOM! (Book 4: Chapter 6, Tamrissa; Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)
  • I'm nothing without my talent (Book 4: Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)

Possible fixes:
This is the point at which the lack of thought in the world building and character development starts becoming a massive problem because we're moving into an intrigue plot line and intrigue kind of doesn't work unless the underlying rules of the world are clear, because all intrigue plot lines involve players and factions manipulating other players and factions with the rules to achieve their goals, usually in secret. Once you have someone flipping the board, that's no longer intrigue because the masks/gloves/whatever are off.

So, uh, fix all of that.

Then there needs to be clarity on the various factions because there's probably too many factions at play for what Green's trying to do: Zolind's faction, Ephaim's faction, Velim's faction, Kambil's faction, Delin being Delin and Eltrina bent on revenge, the nobility as a whole, commoners as a whole, Meerk's secret organization, the Guild, the two armies, plus book 5 spoilers the secret society of Sight magic users and book 8 spoilers the other nation of advanced Blendings, plus the others that get introduced in the sequel trilogy. Merchants are weirdly absent from all this even though Storn Torgar and Odrin Hallasser and Patriarch Ro are meant to be pretty Big Deals.

I mean, the core of this book is: Kambil and Delin's Blending rapidly dismantling the power structure the Advisors had put in place, with the two of them vying internally for control of their Blending; and Tamrissa and co escaping to run a rescue operation, then you've got the stage set for a big showdown in Book 5. The setup is all there. The plot beats more or less work. But it's dull to read because we get entire chapters like this that focus on exposition over conflict and the characters never gain any depth.

:bang:

TheGreatEvilKing
Mar 28, 2016





I'm gonna be honest, I haven't read the entire thread - but I did take a look at the rewrite thread where you quoted my page 1 criticisms.

I have one question, and I apologize if you've already answered it.

What is this story about? I don't mean the power struggle between the characters, I mean under the hood what is this about. Lord of the Rings is about Satanic authoritarianism, Wheel of Time is about how preventing the triumph of evil is a constant struggle that can never be truly won but is absolutely worth trying for, etc - what is the Blending about?

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today

TheGreatEvilKing posted:

I have one question, and I apologize if you've already answered it.

What is this story about? I don't mean the power struggle between the characters, I mean under the hood what is this about. Lord of the Rings is about Satanic authoritarianism, Wheel of Time is about how preventing the triumph of evil is a constant struggle that can never be truly won but is absolutely worth trying for, etc - what is the Blending about?

From Book 1's prologue:

Leng posted:

There was an awful attempt at stating the theme, but Green is also so muddled on what her theme is that even after reading the books, I can't tell whether the theme is supposed to be raising your children with love or love solves all problems or something else. If you haven't read the books (or the later books), you're probably very confused at why I'm guessing Green's theme is "raise your children with love" or something to do with love. We'll revisit this as we get further into the books.

We're in Book 4 now and I don't know that I've got any more clarity. The plot is an endless series of cardboard thin caricatures, all of whom have been subjected to child abuse and/or severe childhood trauma, who are then arbitrarily divided into Good and Bad depending on whether they managed to overcome said abuse/trauma by virtue of their innate Goodness and as a result no longer perpetuate the cycle of abuse, and then go beyond that into forcibly stopping it for good with the power of True Love because everything will be okay as long as you have the Right People in charge. Characters pass off speeches that would normally be a very bald statement of theme but none of it is really satisfactorily explored.

:shrug: Personally I think the interesting part to explore is the control aspect.

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today
:siren: Poorly handled discussion of rape in this chapter :siren:

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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Vallant wasn’t the only one in the coach who sat without speaking until the last of Gan Garee was behind them.

We are now diving into the travelogue plot. Not-spoilers: it's gonna be a travelogue without all of the fun that's the main appeal of a travelogue, like seeing new places and meeting new people and doing new things because we're just gonna continue doing the usual: i.e. get carted from one location to another inside a coach/carriage/mode of transportation and spend most of that time sulking silently.

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He and Rion had gotten to the coach first, after climbing down the rope outside the window. Vallant still felt annoyed over that descent, annoyed with himself for being so much clumsier than usual. If Rion and his Air magic hadn’t been there, he probably would have gotten fully outdoors a lot more abruptly than he’d planned?

I hate :emo: Vallant so much.

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But Rion had been there, and had taken the trouble to disguise his help so that the man steadying the rope never noticed. Vallant was in his debt for that, and had tried to thank him once they reached the fancy, dark red coach waiting for them and were left alone by their guide. But Rion had refused to hear him, blandly insisting that he’d done nothing but help himself….

Rion continues to be the only main character with decent human impulses.

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Vallant rubbed his bristly face with his hand,

Note this detail, this will be an important detail!

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fighting to keep the coach’s smooth motion from rocking him to sleep. There were things he had to say to Tamrissa once Gan Garee was a bit farther behind them—and he had worked up his nerve a bit more. When she and Naran had been brought to the coach, she’d taken the seat beside him only, he was sure, because there was no other. He and Rion had been told to stay in the coach, and Naran, who had been helped in first, naturally sat beside the man she loved. Loved…

Naran book 5 spoilers literally picked Rion because her Sight magic told her "you will fall in love with this dude" and Rion's like "woah a girl LIKES ME" and "sex is a thing" and that's the total basis of their relationship.

...okay I guess I can see why Vallant thinks that's love, because the total basis of his "love" for Tamrissa is "she's hot" and "once we bang, she'll totally 180 because my :dong: is awesome" and that was canonically proven true, so yeah.

I wish I could point to Jovvi/Lorand being different but Lorand's whole thing is "she's a girl who LIKES ME" and "sex is a thing" and also "you CANNOT have sex with anybody other than me" and Jovvi's is also "he's hot" and "I really want to bang him" so...

:doh:

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Tamrissa had barely glanced at him,

Because you're a terrible emo dude.

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and once those two men transferred the baggage to the coach’s boot, one of them had joined the coach driver on the box and they’d started on their way.

And we care about the luggage...why? (The luggage is not and will not be important in any way, shape, or form, considering the only useful thing—Jovvi's gold—was left behind.)

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Now Tamrissa sat as close to the window on her side of the seat as possible, looking out and not saying a word. He’d have to be the one to start the conversation, but what could he possibly say?

How about "I'm an absolute rear end and I'm sorry and I am going to stop trying to force myself way into your life"? Like that would be a good start.

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Their relationship was probably over,

:ughh:

Sex Rape does not a relationship make.

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but if there was the least chance she didn’t want it that way …

342 words on this pointless drivel about a terrible 'ship I actively hate. :bang:

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“I think it’s time for cautious self-congratulations,” Rion said suddenly, also looking out the window. “If I’m not mistaken, that posting house we just passed is considered the last of the city of Gan Garee. That’s the way it’s done on the road to Haven Wraithside, and the two posting houses appear just the same.”

“I’m sure you’re right, my love,” Naran agreed with a serene smile. “While we were still in the city there was always the chance that we would be stopped, but now that chance is behind us. If pursuit does come from Gan Garee, it won’t be able to catch up with us.”

“But we might too easily catch up with the convoy,” Rion said with a frown after taking her hand and distractedly kissing it.

WHY ARE WE CONVEYING SETTING THROUGH AWFUL MAID-AND-BUTLER DIALOGUE?!

:bang: :bang: :bang: :bang: :bang:

Vallant is a well-traveled captain of a trading vessel! Why can't we get some characterization of both him and the setting through him using his eyes to look at and think about anything OTHER than how he most probably won't get to bang Tamrissa again?

Also Rion, can you like maybe tone down the PDA? You were so sensitive to Vallant's feelings before.

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“Did Dom Meerk have anything to say about that, Tamrissa?”

“Alsin told me that the convoy had started out at a fairly good pace,” Tamrissa replied after the smallest hesitation, as though she’d been pulled away from her thoughts. “If they have places to change their horses at regular intervals, they may have no trouble staying ahead of us.”

“So we, ourselves, may end up pushing our horses or replacing them at similar intervals,” Rion said with a nod. “We needn’t worry about catching the convoy until we have a plan of action, which I assume we don’t have as yet. I, at least, have thought of nothing, so I would be pleased to learn that one of you others has been struck by inspiration.”

Yes! Please! Let's see some planning on how you guys are going to attack this convoy and rescue Jovvi and Lorand!

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“Struck by a stick is more like it,” Vallant forced himself to say when the ladies simply shook their heads.

:psyduck: What does this even mean? Do you mean the stick of stupidity?

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He shifted his body on the seat, a body which had begun to ache a bit.

Get ready for one of Green's trademark terrible transitions.

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“And speakin’ about sticks, I’m reminded of stones, which I deserve to have people throwin’ at me.

Or maybe throwing you out of the coach.

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I still haven’t really thanked all of you for gettin’ me out of the Razas woman’s house when you did.

Oh hey, he did remember his manners.

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She repels me so badly that it was about to override the only thing she wanted from me, and when that happened I would have paid hard for the failure.”

:wtf: Vallant. Way to undo your apology before you've even started.

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“It’s odd, but you didn’t seem repelled by her,” Tamrissa commented without looking around, speaking before Rion could. “Do you suddenly find her so unattractive because she’s no longer in reach?”

“It wasn’t me findin’ her attractive, it was the drug in me,” Vallant countered, suddenly appalled to realize that he’d been considering the wrong emotion. It wasn’t his humiliation that Tamrissa had been thinking about, it was her own jealousy.

:rolleyes: Vallant is real good with women people.

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“She told me all about that drug,” Vallant continued as quickly as possible. “It tickled her that a sedative could be used to inflame a man, somethin’ she hadn’t known about before. When I tried to refuse to play, she threatened to lock me in a tiny crate. That left me with nothin’ to do but to pretend I didn’t remember her or understand what was goin’ on. She didn’t like that either, and was in the process of threatenin’ again just before you walked in.”

This is so painful to read. Eltrina raping Vallant was already badly handled and trivialized when it was happening on the page. Now we've got Vallant, a rape victim, trying to discuss that traumatic event in a setting that SHOULD be a safe space for him (since he's with two of his Blendingmates and Naran who has basically been adopted into the group at this point) when he still thinks his talent has been crippled for good and he's been given no time to actually process what's happened to him.

And he's trying to discuss mansplain this to somebody who is supposedly his Magical True Love and ALSO happens to be somebody he raped himself with the magical assistance of the two Blendingmates they're both trying to rescue and the approval of the two other people currently in the coach with them.

This whole situation is just massively hosed up. Which, fine. I don't have a problem with stuff like this being explored in fiction. But then Green's handling of it is also hosed up which is not okay.

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“Then I apologize for the comment I made,” Tamrissa replied, still sounding distant as she continued to gaze out of the window. “Please feel free to go back to your conversation with Rion.”

“But it isn’t Rion I’m interested in talkin’ to,” Vallant said, wishing he could touch her.

OMFG Vallant stop it.

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Normally he would have, but now something told him he’d be a fool to try….

Yeah no kidding.

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“You’re the one who needs to be apologized to more, to have explained to you that I couldn’t help myself.

Uh dude? Apologizing =/= explaining.

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First I couldn’t stand the way I’d been humiliated in front of you, and then I thought I’d lost you because of losin’ my ability. That would be harder than never bein’ able to touch the power again….”

Very briefly Vallant was ashamed of himself for trying to hold Tamrissa with pity, but considering what she meant to him the regret was extremely short-lived. He’d spoken the absolute truth when he said losing her would be worse than losing his ability,

Vallant is awful. Reminder that this is supposed to be Our Ideal Man here.

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and when she suddenly turned to look at him he thought the plan had worked. But then he saw her expression, and her following words confirmed the dread abruptly gripping him.

“You’re saying that you thought I’d turn my back on you because you’ve lost your ability,” she accused, fury flaming in her beautiful eyes. “So now we know at last what you really think of me: that I’m a shallow, stupid woman who can’t be relied on to act like a decent human being! And if you want my opinion on what was really bothering you, here it is: you couldn’t stand the fact that you had to be rescued by me, a woman. If it had been Rion or Lorand showing up just in time, you never would have been so bent out of shape. Go ahead and deny it, I dare you!”

Vallant began to do just that, but his protests sounded hollow even to him. She’d hit on what really was the truth, but not for the reason she thought.

Like normally I would assume that character's views =/= author's views but there's so little characterization to begin with that I can't do anything other than read Vallant as the Ideal Love Interest Who Is Just Super Misguided About Women (because the only male love interest who isn't is like that is Rion because he was set up as having been brainwashed by That Horrible Woman He Calls Mother) and this being some sort of soapbox moment for Tamrissa to educate Vallant with some Facts and Logic.

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He finally decided that the matter had to be explained, but before he was able to start he was abruptly interrupted.

Gotta say, Green really nailed the mansplaining though.

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“Oh, spare me!” she snapped, dismissing his excuses with a sharp wave of her hand. “Everything you’ve said boils down to the fact that you have to be the big hero, and you’re far too selfish to share something that important with me.

Extremely clumsy handling of thematic inversion of gender roles. :doh:

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Well, it’s time for me to admit that I’m just as selfish,

And now I'm lost. This doesn't flow at all.

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but what I won’t share is a relationship. Not with you, at any rate, so please do me the favor of not speaking to me again.”

But I can get behind this. Seriously, just let this pathetic excuse of a relationship implode here and never get revisited and the remaining 1.5 books in this series would be so much better for it.

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“Tamrissa, you’re wrong,” he tried, putting a hand to her arm as she deliberately looked back to the window. “That isn’t at all what I—”

Hahahahahaha Vallant, this is such a bad move.

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Vallant suddenly sucked his breath in sharply, the reaction caused by the brief but very intense heat touching his face. It hadn’t precisely been painful, but he’d been left with the definite impression that it could easily have been just that. The hand he’d quickly pulled away from Tamrissa’s arm moved to his face, where he gingerly examined what had been done.

“Now you no longer look like a derelict who needs to be hidden when we reach an inn,” Tamrissa said, that same cold shoulder still pointed in his direction adding to the shock he felt. “I’m sure you’ve never had that kind of shave before, at least not one that close. If you ever touch me again, you’ll find out what close can really mean.”

:hellyeah: TAMRISSA!

Guy guys guys guys guys: Green actually set up a good promise in the beginning of the chapter, escalated tension throughout, and then paid off on the promise in a satisfactory way! She is capable of writing a perfectly good dramatic sequence! WHY AREN'T THE REST OF THE BOOKS LIKE THIS???

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Considering how smooth his face felt, there was nothing Vallant could think of to say. She’d obviously burned away his beard stubble without doing any damage to his skin, showing once again what it meant to be a High talent in Fire magic. He’d obviously done it good this time, getting her so angry that she’d had to do something to show it. Only a High in Water magic might have a chance to defend against her anger, and he no longer qualified….

...annnnd then she had to explain it with the Hammer of Exposition just to make sure we didn't miss it. I swear, if I went through these books and did nothing other than cut every line that turns the subtext into text, the word count might actually shrink by 20%.

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Vallant took a deep breath before sitting back, forcing himself to accept the fact that pushing Tamrissa’s power-backed temper right now was a very bad idea. Rion and Naran looked even more shaken than he himself felt, and he didn’t blame them. He’d caught a glimpse of the very intense fire Tamrissa had used, and colored circles still floated before his eyes. They must have had a much better view of the thing, and caution was now keeping them as silent as he.

Please. Stop. Telling. Me. Stuff. After. The. Fact. :sigh:

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But he refused to remain silent forever. No matter how dangerous it turned out to be, he was determined to find a way to make Tamrissa listen to him.

OMFG :fuckoff: Vallant.

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It wasn’t selfishness or male pride that had caused him to act the way he had, but being shamed in front of the woman who meant everything to him.

He's not done, guys.

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The situation would have been better even if it had been Jovvi rescuing him, as long as it wasn’t Tamrissa who had seen him so weak and helpless and humiliated.

Wait for it.

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But it had been Tamrissa, and now she refused to hear and understand. …

Wait for it...

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Just as she’d refused all those times in the past. Vallant leaned back in his seat as he suddenly remembered that, the fact that Tamrissa never wanted to hear things from his point of view. It was as if his own feelings were unimportant next to hers, unimportant and decidedly secondary. And she never shared those with him either, those very important feelings of hers. She never asked him why he said or did something, and she never explained why she said and did things.

There it is. Instead of getting more character growth, we're doubling down on this uncompelling, immature "you" "no, you" back-and-forth.

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Maybe that was what they would have to talk about, whether or not his ability was ever restored….

I would greatly prefer that your non-relationship never gets revisited within the pages of these books, ever again.

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Day 25
Rion and Vallant wake up and have a very dull, boring breakfast where neither of them discover anything interesting, except for the fact that Vallant can't feel where the power is anymore, let alone access it, which of course means Vallant has fully activated :emo: mode. Tamrissa shows up with news that Alsin has managed to track down Jovvi and Lorand's whereabouts. Their missing Blendingmates are being smuggled west in a convoy full of other drugged people. They leave. Rape victim rapist Vallant tries mansplaining why Eltrina raping him shouldn't be held against him to his rape victim, Tamrissa, who retaliates by burning off his facial hair in case he doesn't understand what "don't touch me" means.

A bunch of Lord Advisors show up to confront Kambil and co post their private nobles-only Seating ceremony about Delin's crimes, including his torture of his parents. They issue Kambil and co the ultimatum "let us put you under Puredan control or else we'll disqualify your group and refuse to hold the public Seating ceremony", thus showing that this whole rigged competition sham nonsense makes no sense whatsoever. Kambil puts all of the Advisors under his temporary control, forces them to hand over the Puredan for his own use and orders them to organize their own demises. Later the same day, Kambil discovers that Delin also ordered an assassination team to kill off the majority of the remaining Lord Advisors.

Rimen Howser confronts Eltrina about abducting Vallant, only to discover that Tamrissa and Rion are gone too. He goes to report the disappearances up the line to Embisson, only to discover that he's in critical condition after being brutally attacked, and that Embisson's boss, Zolind, has also been murdered. Rimen decides to seek out the Lord Advisor, Ephaim Noll, a man whom the new Seated Blending has compelled to kill himself shortly.

Counts so far:

NAMED ON-SCREEN CHARACTERS WHO WE'LL NEVER SEE AGAIN: 55 (24 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Mildon Coll, Phor Riven, Jeris Womal, Eldra Sappin, Fod, Lord Astrath, Torrin Ro, Vish "the Fish", Jamrin, Hark, Reshin, Fellar, Ennis, Vosin, Parli Hafford, Regensi, Weeks, Adept Aminto, Mem Follil, Toblis, Kogrin, Lemmis Admen, Miklas
Book 2: Nialla, Emar Rumil, Leta Vas, Grami Arstin, Deever, Pracer, Oshin, Arnot, Morin, Rilin, Kinge, Lomad, Worlen, Lidim, Arkow, Odrin
Book 3: Damilla Sytoss, Edril Lanton, Carmad Lestrin (minor spoiler - sorry, you're not going to see him again), Relana, Lord Anglard, Lord Fortner Oplis, Glindil
Book 4: Fasher, Wirn, Bowes, Ditras, Rovelon, Lord Advisor Velim Shoons, Lord Advisor Ephaim Noll, Jomsin

TOTALLY INDISTINCT ON-SCREEN LOCATIONS: 35 (9 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3)
Book 1: Rincammon, Haven Wraithside, Tamrissa's house in Gan Garee, Port Entril, testing facility in Gan Garee, Regensi's shop, Ginge's tavern, Magross bridge, mastery facility outside Gan Garee
Book 2: Nialla's house, Vas residence, Weil residence, Arstin residence in Gan Garee, dining parlor near Tamrissa's house, shop near dining parlor, Naran's "house", noble antagonists' residence, the Seated Five's palace, the ballroom inside the palace
Book 3: a courtroom, an ampitheatre, Relana's house, Ollon Kapmar's house, Eltrina's house, a random noble's house, High Lord Embisson Ruhl's house, a random park, the amphitheatre
Book 4: Bedroom in Lord Lanir's house, Mardimil house in Gan Garee, Eltrina's disappointing sex dungeon closet, "small" dining room in Lord Lanir's house, Zolind's house, outside Lord Lanir's house, Meerk's secret warehouse, conference room near the throne room

MEALS ON-SCREEN: 36 (15 in Book 1; 9 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Day 1 (lunch, dinner), Day 2 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 3 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 4 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 5 (lunch, dinner), Day 6 (breakfast, lunch)
Book 2: Day 6 (dinner), Day 7 (post-mastery snack, dinner), Day 8 (breakfast, post-competition snack, dinner), Day 9 (breakfast, lunch, canapés at the masked reception at the palace)
Book 3: Day 10 (breakfast, dinner), Day 11 (lunch, dinner), Day 12 (breakfast x2), Day 22 (breakfast)
Book 4: Day 23 (lunch, a late afternoon bite, dinner), Day 25: (breakfast x2)

EUPHEMISMS FOR BODY PARTS/SEX ACTS: 28 (9 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3; 1 in Book 4)
Male: <character name>'s body (x2), discomfort (x1), manhood (x1), desire (x3), renewed need (x1), large and hard, the most perfect of men (x1), dignity (x1), conflagration raging inside (1x), his privates (x1), him (x2)
Female: womanhood (x2), entrance of ultimate bliss (x1), desire (x2), incredible tunnel (x1), womanflesh (x1), body (x1)
Sex acts: merged/merged our essences (x4), shared themselves/sharing (x2), exercise (x1), entering/entered (x3), fuse their flesh (x1), physical love (x1)
Orgasm: (ultimate) ecstasy (x2)

TERMS OF ENDEARMENT: 19 (3 in Book 1; 13 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
Male: love (x4), my fleeting love (x1), my lord (x5), my beloved lord (x3), my love (x1)
Female: sweet girl (x1), my sweet (x1), sweetling (x1), my love (x2), sweet lady (x1), precious lady (x1)

ANTAGONISTS: 35 (11 introduced in Book 1; 20 introduced in Book 2; 3 introduced in Book 3)
General: Unnamed Chairman/Ollon Kapmar (?) and the five Seated Highs in each aspect, Eltrina Razas, Bron Kallan, Selendi Vas, Homin Weil, Kambil Arstin, Delin Moord, group wearing gold and blue costumes at the ball (Adriari's Blending), Simin Dolf, Embisson Ruhl, Zolind Maylock, Ephaim Noll
Lorand: Eskin Drowd, group of mystery thugs who hold Hat's gambling debts Meerk, Hestir, Morin
Jovvi: Allestine and her henchmen Ark and Bar, Genovir, Algus
Clarion: Hallina Mardimil, Eskin Drowd, Padril, Arnot
Tamrissa: Storn and Avrina Torgar, Beldara Lant, Odrin Hallasser, Soonen, Gerdol, Lanir (who is the Seated High in Fire magic and he's just made it personal)
Vallant: Mirra Agran and her parents, Wimand, Rilir

PLOTHOLES: 135 (39 in Book 1; 23 in Book 2; 56 in Book 3)
COACH RIDES: 66 (21 in Book 1; 25 in Book 2; 10 in Book 3)
MEETINGS IN COACHES: 20 (4 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 4 in Book 3)
OTHER MEETINGS: 40 (3 in Book 1; 12 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
INTERRUPTED MONOLOGUING: 144 (31 in Book 1; 31 in Book 2; 34 in Book 3)
"CLIFFHANGERS": 74 (18 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 30 in Book 3)
POINTLESS TAMRISSA NARRATION: 14 (11 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
TEA DRINKING: 87 (22 in Book 1; 26 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
BLATANT MORALIZING: 42 (19 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 11 in Book 3)
BATH SCENES: 14 (9 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
WILFUL MISUNDERSTANDINGS: 12 (6 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
MIND CONTROL: 26 (5 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 15 in Book 3)
BADLY WRITTEN SEX SCENES: 14, including 4 rape scenes (2 in Book 1; 4 in Book 2, including 1 rape scene; 6 in Book 3, including 1 rape scene; 2 in Book 4, 2 of which are rape scenes)
DON'T EAT THAT: 1 (1 in Book 3)
SPIRIT MAGIC/PUREDAN RETCONS: 1 (1 in Book 3)

REPETITIVE POV EVENTS:
  • Oh noes, a fireball (Book 1: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
  • Pass or die (Book 1: Chapters 6, 7, 8, 9, 10)
  • Bathroom encounters (Book 1: Chapters 11, 12, 13, 14, 15)
  • Don't rain on my parade! (Book 1: Chapters 19, 20)
  • Uniform fitting (Book 1: Chapters 20, 21)
  • Random encounters: Round 1 (Book 1: Chapters 25, 32, 33, 35, 38), Round 2 (Book 2: Chapter 21, 31, 33, 34, 35, 37, 40, 42), Round 3 (Book 3: Chapter 25, 26, 27, 36), Round 4 (Book 3: Chapter 40)
  • One, two, three, four, five (Book 1: Chapters 28, 29, 30, 31, 34, 35)
  • A favorite object appears out of thin air (Book 1: Chapters 36, 37 x2, 38)
  • Proof of mastery: Level 1 (Book 1: Chapters 39, 40, 41, 42, 43; Book 2: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 18, 19), Level 2 (Book 2: 22, 23, 24, 25, 26)
  • Animal cheer squad (Book 2: Chapters 1, 4, 5, 22, 24)
  • Hey I just figured out magical radar (Book 2: Chapter 15/Lorand; Book 3: Chapter 6/Jovvi, Book 3: Chapter 28/Rion; Chapter 30/Tamrissa; Chapter 39/Vallant)
  • Foot races: (Book 2: Chapters 31, 32, 33, 34, 35)
  • You won! (Book 2: Chapter 38, 39)
  • Sex bingo (Book 2: Chapter 14, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 2: Chapter 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 41, Rion/Naran; Book 3: Chapters 11, Jovvi/Rion; 28, Lorand/Tamrissa; 29, Vallant/Jovvi; 40, Vallant/Tamrissa)
  • Will it Blend? (Book 3: Chapter 15, 17, 18, 19, 20)
  • Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? (Book 1: Chapters 27, Rion/Jovvi; 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 13, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 3: Chapters 4, Tamrissa/Lorand; 11, Jovvi/Rion; 21, Tamrissa/Lorand; 22, Jovvi/Vallant)
  • Where/who am I?? (Book 3/Book 4: Chapter 49/Chapter 1, 5 times)
  • Oh, I am a prisoner (Book 4: Chapter 2, Tamrissa; Chapter 3, Rion/Vallant)
  • FREEEEEDOOOOM! (Book 4: Chapter 6, Tamrissa; Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)
  • I'm nothing without my talent (Book 4: Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)

Possible fixes:
I recently finished a reread of The Liveship Traders by Robin Hobb. The third book, Ship of Destiny, has an extremely uncomfortable rape scene that you get from both POVs involved right near the climax of the trilogy. The sequence was foreshadowed from the beginning of trilogy and the fallout afterwards was handled pretty well imo (there is no neat and tidy solution, Althea does not get "justice"—she is both believed and disbelieved and gaslighted for her accusations—and Kennit is not reviled for it and his legacy remains intact afterwards) because people are complicated though I'm not sure how I feel about how the emotional trauma was ultimately resolved (magically, though I will accept that the solution is valid with the worldbuilding Hobb set up).

I stand by my comments on Chapter Forty of Book Three:

Leng posted:

This scene, which has had THREE BOOKS of unresolved sexual tension overwrought hype that is not textually supported by anything, is awful beyond belief. Vallant's whole plan was literally "barge in without knocking, uninvited, and disrobe, because she'll totally want me once she sees me naked". Tamrissa was unable to consent, because she had two Highs in Spirit and Earth magic taking away her ability to consent, and so OF COURSE THIS STUPID PLAN ACTUALLY WORKS.

Tamrissa even realizes this at the end of the chapter and it's just entirely dismissed on the basis of "I enjoyed the sex, therefore it's okay that they did this to me" and played for laughs.

What the actual gently caress Green?! NOT COOL. :fuckoff:

How about putting in some effort to develop a genuine relationship between these two characters so when they finally get together you don't need to resort to two other characters magically coercing one of the characters into being raped by the other?

All of these protagonists are horrible people and someone (not me) should write an alt universe version where Tamrissa and co are actually the villains.

with the additional comment that if an author wants to explore consent issues and power dynamics and rape in fiction, that's fine to do but it needs to be done thoughtfully and this author in this chapter and these books has not done that.

Leng fucked around with this message at 03:38 on Jun 3, 2023

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today

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CHAPTER NINETEEN

The sun had almost set by the time our coach pulled into the front court of a rather large inn. The trip had been extremely silent, and there was no need to wonder why. A short while after our … discussion had ended, Vallant had actually fallen asleep. So much for his intense desire to “apologize” to me….

What exactly was he supposed to do? Sit there for the whole trip repeating "I'm sorry Tamrissa I'm sorry" like a broken record?

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I stirred a bit as the coach slowed, trying to work the aches out of my body so that I’d actually be able to walk. I hadn’t realized how physically numbing and exhausting a trip like that could be, and Rion and Naran apparently felt the same.

And somehow it's not okay that Vallant fell asleep as a result.

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Not that they were even looking in my direction, either of them. My little explosion of temper seemed to have affected them a good deal more than it had the man it had been aimed at.

A twinge of conscience tried to take my attention, but I refused to let that happen. Vallant had brought that exhibition on himself by touching me, and I didn’t regret having done it. Talk about adding insult to injury … No, Tamrissa, I don’t think much of you as a person and I don’t even care how you feel, but I want to put my hand on you so I will. We both know you won’t dare do anything about it.

Well, I had dared, and as I got ready to leave the coach behind Rion and Naran, I made certain not to look at the man to my right, who was just beginning to awaken. Vallant Ro had nothing to say that I cared to hear, not anymore. If what I’d done didn’t convince him of that, I felt perfectly ready to find another lesson that would.

Look! A glimmer of some decent internal narration.

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“I was just telling the others that we’ll spend the night here,” Alsin said as he helped me down. “I sent one of my people to follow the convoy on horseback at a discreet distance, and then he’s to meet us here, at the first inn beyond Gan Garee, to report. Not many people leaving the city early stop here since it’s less than a full day’s ride from the city, but those getting a late start and people coming from not very far away in the other direction are plentiful enough to keep it in business.”

Why is Green allergic to writing description? Why must everything be conveyed in such a lacklustre manner via dialogue? I just finished reading The Voyage of the Dawn Treader with my daughter and C.S. Lewis loves to do description through dialogue. Which works, because, y'know, the way his characters describe locations have personality to them.

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“As long as it has a bath house and a private room with a bed for me, I don’t care if it’s full or empty,” I said, reaching up to massage my left shoulder. “This coach rides more smoothly than most, but tomorrow will be twice as bad as today so I’d like to get some real rest tonight.”

“We’ll get rooms and have something to eat, and then we’ll use their bath house,” Alsin said, putting a hand to my elbow to start me toward the inn.

:psyduck: why am I getting useless word count on these pointless logistics?

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He’d first glanced back to see that Vallant Ro was finally with us, so there was no reason to continue standing there. “I’ve stayed at this inn a few times, so I know you’ll be comfortable and will enjoy the food. Lidris will play servant to us, and after taking care of the horses he’ll eat in the kitchen.”

He obviously meant the coach driver, who was already moving the coach toward the stable area.

This will be important. I wish Green would stop burying the important bits in amongst the useless details.

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The rest of us were heading for the inn’s front door, Alsin busily brushing dust from his clothing. None of us was exactly neat and tidy, but riding on the box had added a layer of road dust to the man. He stopped brushing when he reached the door, opened it, and stood aside to let me enter first, then he strode forward to receive the host’s friendly welcome.

Alsin really was known, at the inn—under another name— and we were treated very well. Four rooms were assigned to us, and our baggage was taken upstairs by houseboys while we went into the dining room. The common area had only been partially filled, and there were even fewer people in the dining room. We all sat at a large table, and a serving girl began to bring out bread and soup. Dinner would be pork roast and yams, a mix of vegetables, and a choice of desserts. The food was just as good as Alsin had said it would be, and we were sitting there considering dessert

Actually craving some Brian Jacques or GRRM descriptions of food right now because this is so boring.

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when a man walked into the room. Conversation had been rather desultory until then, but once the newcomer brought over a chair and sat down beside Alsin, that abruptly changed.

“Those people you’re all interested in stopped to camp for the night a couple of hours ago,” he said softly, speaking mostly to Alsin. “I had the impression that they leave the road early because their … cargo has to be cared for before the drivers and guardsmen can see to their own needs. I also had the impression that they’ll be moving on again tomorrow rather early.”

“Grath has Spirit magic,” Alsin explained to us just as softly, then his attention returned to the man. “Were you able to find out what they use to keep their… cargo quiet? If it’s hilsom powder, there may not be much left of them by the time they get to wherever they’re going.”

“I’m certain it isn’t hilsom powder,” Grath denied with a headshake. “They began to unload kegs with some sort of liquid, and no one waters down hilsom powder. It would lose its effectiveness, and would also have to be poured down the victim’s throat. If you want to use the powder, you just hold it under the person’s nose.”

So please explain how Our Heroes didn't knock themselves out when they were putting on underwear that was laced with this stuff.

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“That’s true, so they only start out using the powder,” Alsin said with a distracted nod. “After that they use something else, and it would help enormously to know exactly what. See if you can find out tomorrow, Grath, once you pick them up again. But don’t take any chances trying to get a sample of the liquid. If it becomes necessary, I’ll take your place following them. Once I get close enough, I ought to be able to identify the substance.”

“You have Earth magic, then,” Rion observed, having paid very close attention to what had been said.

This does not qualify as close attention whatsoever.

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Then he looked at Grath and added, “Was it possible to learn which wagon or wagons our friends are in? If we have to choose between freeing just them or losing all the victims, we’ll have to concentrate on them. Once they’re returned to themselves, they can help us to see about the others.”

“It wasn’t possible to tell who was in which wagon,” Grath said with another headshake. “They don’t unload their cargo, I think, they just feed it, clean it up, and massage it a bit. Their mind-sets were like those of people who have to care for a large number of infants.”

“I think that eventually we’ll all have to get nearer to their campsite,” I said when Rion sat back looking frustrated. “We’re closer to Jovvi and Lorand than anyone else could possibly be, so maybe we’ll be able to locate them. In the meantime, it won’t hurt to think about a way to free all the prisoners, just in case we find that we can’t reach unconscious people.”

Everyone seemed to agree with that, including a still-silent Vallant Ro, so Grath pushed his chair back and stood.

“Tell Lidris to leave the coach where it can be seen from the road tomorrow night,” he said to Alsin. “That way I won’t have any trouble finding you, since there isn’t a coach quite like it anywhere.

This is also important. And extra dumb.

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I’m going to get a room, some food, and a quick bath, then I’m going to bed. Tomorrow is bound to start even earlier than I expect it to.”

He nodded to us all then strode away, and Alsin took a deep breath which he let out slowly.

“I have no idea where Grath gets all that energy from, but talking to him when I’m tired makes me even more tired,” he commented. “I, for one, am going to skip dessert, and go straight for a bath and then bed. May I call the serving girl for any of the rest of you?”

It turned out that no one was in the least interested in eating any more, so we went to our small but pleasant rooms to fetch clean clothing. It came as a surprise to find a cheap wrap and a pair of scuffs in the room, obviously supplied by the inn for the use of its guests. Not having much experience with inns, I had no idea whether or not that was usual. But that didn’t mean I couldn’t take advantage of the courtesy, which I did as quickly as I was able to get out of my clothes.

When I stepped out of the room again, I found Alsin waiting for me in the hall He wore the same sort of wrap and scuffs, and when he saw me he grinned.

“It’s fairly obvious they expected those things to be worn by someone my size rather than yours,” he said, referring to how big the wrap and scuffs were on me. “But I have to admit that that’s better than the reverse. I’d look incredibly foolish wearing a wrap made to fit someone your size.”

“If I trip and kill myself in this thing, you may be forced to change your mind,” I countered, nevertheless smiling at his amusement. “Which way is the bath house?”

“It’s bath houses, plural, and they’re attached to the back of the inn,” he replied, beginning to lead the way to the stairs. “One for men and one for women, and a single hall leads to them both. If I ever build a house of my own, that’s the arrangement I mean to have. Most people are scandalized at the thought of having a bath house connected to their residence, but once the weather turns cold I become less and less concerned with propriety.”

“As a fellow lover of warm weather, I have to agree with that,” I said as I made my careful way down the stairs. “I’ve always hated having to leave the warmth of the bath house for the cold of outdoors, but I’ve always been told that that’s the only proper way to do it. My one consolation is that at least I don’t have to face the cold while I’m damp.”

“A definite benefit in having Fire magic,” he said, looking ready to catch me if I happened to trip. “Not having the same myself, I’ll just have to settle for the improper.”

I had the feeling that Alsin Meerk would have chosen the improper no matter what the circumstance or situation, but I didn’t say so. The man was going out of his way to help us; to offer what he might consider an insult wasn’t my idea of a way to thank him.

Most awkward, zero-chemistry flirting ever.

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Alsin led the way to a hall which ran to the back of the inn, where the wall held a sign showing a picture of someone washing and an arrow below pointing to the right. We turned right as directed, then turned left in obedience to a second sign, where we found the others waiting a short way down.

Naran looked just as silly in the wrap and scuffs as I did, but no one said anything as Alsin and I joined them. The first door had a sign projecting from the wall showing a picture of a featureless face with a high-piled hairdo, and a second sign, some feet down the hall, showed another featureless face sporting wide, sweeping mustaches. That was clear enough, so we separated to go into our own sections of the bath house.

:psypop: why did we get all these descriptions about totally banal, ripped-from-our-world bathroom signage?

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“There haven’t been many times in my life when I’ve so looked forward to taking a bath,” Naran said once we were inside, flashing me a brief smile as she began to remove her wrap. “Although it feels odd not having to walk outside to reach it.”

“Alsin was just saying how much he enjoys that oddness,” I commented back as I also hurried to get out of the wrap and scuffs. “It’s made me wonder why bath houses aren’t attached to residences, rather than standing at a distance from them.”

“Someone powerful and opinionated must have set the style, and now everyone follows along,” Naran suggested as we approached the steps and began to descend into the water. “That’s usually the reason something that doesn’t make sense continues … Are you feeling any better now?”

We're now attempting to shoehorn references to one of the themes and making it about baths. :bang:

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“Some,” I lied with a shrug as I spread my arms wide to embrace the marvelous water all around my body. “I should have apologized to you and Rion for that outburst, but I’m afraid I’m still not much in the mood for apologies. Maybe that will change once I’ve had a decent night’s sleep.”

Tamrissa, you are the worst.

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“Not in clothes,” she agreed fervently, then submerged to wet her hair. I did the same, and when we’d both come up and wiped our eyes, she looked at me with clear hesitation. “Tamrissa … will you mind if I say something to you?”

“That all depends on what you say,” I pointed out, pushing back sopping wet hair. “But in case you were wondering, this is probably the best place to say something that might get a Fire magic user angry. It would probably take quite a bit of time and effort for me to burn away all this water—and I couldn’t possibly do that until after I washed.”

I smiled to show her I was only joking, but the smile wasn’t a very successful one. Her own smile was full of sympathetic understanding, that and real concern.

“Then I guess I’d better take my chances while I can,” she said, trying to share the joke.

This is painful.

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“It’s … something I don’t know if you’ve noticed, and that’s why I’m mentioning it. That man, Alsin Meerk—he’s more than just slightly interested in you.”

“Really, Naran, you have to be imagining things,” I said with a startled laugh, having expected her to talk about something else entirely. “Alsin is helping us in the hope that we’ll eventually be able to help him in turn, and I know him from when he first contacted us through Lorand. All he’s doing is being friendly.”

“Tamrissa, he truly isn’t just being friendly,” she said, soberly trying to convince me. “A man doesn’t always have to devour you with his eyes or try to overwhelm you if he’s strongly attracted. Some of them approach slowly and gently, in a cautious rather than a brash way. They’re trying to find out if their advances will be welcome, and if Alsin Meerk decides that his will be—there’s no doubt that it will cause quite a lot of trouble.”

“Why should it cause trouble?” I asked, still trying to make myself believe her. Alsin wasn’t behaving like any man I’d ever met before—aside from Lorand and Rion— but Naran knew men a good deal better than I did. Once again I wished Jovvi were there, if for no other reason than to give her opinion….

A real, strong friendship, right there. :doh: Also Jovvi being here wouldn't make any difference because Green's characters hardly ever express individual opinions. Naran and Jovvi are completely interchangeable and having both of them here would just mean twice the dialogue to read about the same thing.

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“Yes, I know, it isn’t likely to cause trouble for you,” she responded wearily. “Not only is your talent incredibly strong, you’ve more than proven that you’re willing to use it. What I meant was Vallant, and the fact that he isn’t about to give you up without a struggle. I know he saw the way Alsin looked at you, and can’t imagine what great good fortune kept him from saying something. The next time the same thing happens, that good fortune may not be present.”

“Vallant Ro doesn’t have to worry about giving up something he doesn’t have,” I said, finding it impossible to keep the stiffness out of my voice. “Whatever was once between us is now over, and he’d better learn to accept that truth. A relationship isn’t supposed to be there only when he wants it to be…. I’m sorry, Naran, but I’m really tired. I’m going to wash and go to bed, and we can talk again some other time.”

Only her sigh came as a response as I headed for the side of the bath, where small metal racks held jars of soap at ten-foot intervals all around the entire rim. I really did need to get some sleep, and then maybe I’d notice what Naran said everyone else could see. If it really was there to see … and anyone really did care … not that I cared if someone did…

Oh, goody. Let's see how an author who has already failed at establishing any convincing romantic relationships handles writing a love triangle.

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At that point I forced myself to stop thinking. When you reach a time where the ludicrous comes forward without effort, you have to save thinking for another day.

Just so you know, this useless chapter is 2,799 words long.

Summary:

Day 25
Rion and Vallant wake up and have a very dull, boring breakfast where neither of them discover anything interesting, except for the fact that Vallant can't feel where the power is anymore, let alone access it, which of course means Vallant has fully activated :emo: mode. Tamrissa shows up with news that Alsin has managed to track down Jovvi and Lorand's whereabouts. Their missing Blendingmates are being smuggled west in a convoy full of other drugged people. They leave. Rape victim rapist Vallant tries mansplaining why Eltrina raping him shouldn't be held against him to his rape victim, Tamrissa, who retaliates by burning off his facial hair in case he doesn't understand what "don't touch me" means. They arrive at an inn. It has gender segregated bathhouses no one can resist. Alsin awkwardly tries to flirt with an oblivious Tamrissa en route to the bath to cue the unnecessary love triangle subplot to the unnecessary and cringy Valissa subplot.

A bunch of Lord Advisors show up to confront Kambil and co post their private nobles-only Seating ceremony about Delin's crimes, including his torture of his parents. They issue Kambil and co the ultimatum "let us put you under Puredan control or else we'll disqualify your group and refuse to hold the public Seating ceremony", thus showing that this whole rigged competition sham nonsense makes no sense whatsoever. Kambil puts all of the Advisors under his temporary control, forces them to hand over the Puredan for his own use and orders them to organize their own demises. Later the same day, Kambil discovers that Delin also ordered an assassination team to kill off the majority of the remaining Lord Advisors.

Rimen Howser confronts Eltrina about abducting Vallant, only to discover that Tamrissa and Rion are gone too. He goes to report the disappearances up the line to Embisson, only to discover that he's in critical condition after being brutally attacked, and that Embisson's boss, Zolind, has also been murdered. Rimen decides to seek out the Lord Advisor, Ephaim Noll, a man whom the new Seated Blending has compelled to kill himself shortly.

Counts so far:

NAMED ON-SCREEN CHARACTERS WHO WE'LL NEVER SEE AGAIN: 55 (24 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Mildon Coll, Phor Riven, Jeris Womal, Eldra Sappin, Fod, Lord Astrath, Torrin Ro, Vish "the Fish", Jamrin, Hark, Reshin, Fellar, Ennis, Vosin, Parli Hafford, Regensi, Weeks, Adept Aminto, Mem Follil, Toblis, Kogrin, Lemmis Admen, Miklas
Book 2: Nialla, Emar Rumil, Leta Vas, Grami Arstin, Deever, Pracer, Oshin, Arnot, Morin, Rilin, Kinge, Lomad, Worlen, Lidim, Arkow, Odrin
Book 3: Damilla Sytoss, Edril Lanton, Carmad Lestrin (minor spoiler - sorry, you're not going to see him again), Relana, Lord Anglard, Lord Fortner Oplis, Glindil
Book 4: Fasher, Wirn, Bowes, Ditras, Rovelon, Lord Advisor Velim Shoons, Lord Advisor Ephaim Noll, Jomsin

TOTALLY INDISTINCT ON-SCREEN LOCATIONS: 36 (9 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3)
Book 1: Rincammon, Haven Wraithside, Tamrissa's house in Gan Garee, Port Entril, testing facility in Gan Garee, Regensi's shop, Ginge's tavern, Magross bridge, mastery facility outside Gan Garee
Book 2: Nialla's house, Vas residence, Weil residence, Arstin residence in Gan Garee, dining parlor near Tamrissa's house, shop near dining parlor, Naran's "house", noble antagonists' residence, the Seated Five's palace, the ballroom inside the palace
Book 3: a courtroom, an ampitheatre, Relana's house, Ollon Kapmar's house, Eltrina's house, a random noble's house, High Lord Embisson Ruhl's house, a random park, the amphitheatre
Book 4: Bedroom in Lord Lanir's house, Mardimil house in Gan Garee, Eltrina's disappointing sex dungeon closet, "small" dining room in Lord Lanir's house, Zolind's house, outside Lord Lanir's house, Meerk's secret warehouse, conference room near the throne room, an inn on the road west from Gandistra

MEALS ON-SCREEN: 37 (15 in Book 1; 9 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Day 1 (lunch, dinner), Day 2 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 3 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 4 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 5 (lunch, dinner), Day 6 (breakfast, lunch)
Book 2: Day 6 (dinner), Day 7 (post-mastery snack, dinner), Day 8 (breakfast, post-competition snack, dinner), Day 9 (breakfast, lunch, canapés at the masked reception at the palace)
Book 3: Day 10 (breakfast, dinner), Day 11 (lunch, dinner), Day 12 (breakfast x2), Day 22 (breakfast)
Book 4: Day 23 (lunch, a late afternoon bite, dinner), Day 25: (breakfast x2, dinner)

EUPHEMISMS FOR BODY PARTS/SEX ACTS: 28 (9 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3; 1 in Book 4)
Male: <character name>'s body (x2), discomfort (x1), manhood (x1), desire (x3), renewed need (x1), large and hard, the most perfect of men (x1), dignity (x1), conflagration raging inside (1x), his privates (x1), him (x2)
Female: womanhood (x2), entrance of ultimate bliss (x1), desire (x2), incredible tunnel (x1), womanflesh (x1), body (x1)
Sex acts: merged/merged our essences (x4), shared themselves/sharing (x2), exercise (x1), entering/entered (x3), fuse their flesh (x1), physical love (x1)
Orgasm: (ultimate) ecstasy (x2)

TERMS OF ENDEARMENT: 19 (3 in Book 1; 13 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
Male: love (x4), my fleeting love (x1), my lord (x5), my beloved lord (x3), my love (x1)
Female: sweet girl (x1), my sweet (x1), sweetling (x1), my love (x2), sweet lady (x1), precious lady (x1)

ANTAGONISTS: 35 (11 introduced in Book 1; 20 introduced in Book 2; 3 introduced in Book 3)
General: Unnamed Chairman/Ollon Kapmar (?) and the five Seated Highs in each aspect, Eltrina Razas, Bron Kallan, Selendi Vas, Homin Weil, Kambil Arstin, Delin Moord, group wearing gold and blue costumes at the ball (Adriari's Blending), Simin Dolf, Embisson Ruhl, Zolind Maylock, Ephaim Noll
Lorand: Eskin Drowd, group of mystery thugs who hold Hat's gambling debts Meerk, Hestir, Morin
Jovvi: Allestine and her henchmen Ark and Bar, Genovir, Algus
Clarion: Hallina Mardimil, Eskin Drowd, Padril, Arnot
Tamrissa: Storn and Avrina Torgar, Beldara Lant, Odrin Hallasser, Soonen, Gerdol, Lanir (who is the Seated High in Fire magic and he's just made it personal)
Vallant: Mirra Agran and her parents, Wimand, Rilir

PLOTHOLES: 135 (39 in Book 1; 23 in Book 2; 56 in Book 3)
COACH RIDES: 67 (21 in Book 1; 25 in Book 2; 10 in Book 3)
MEETINGS IN COACHES: 20 (4 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 4 in Book 3)
OTHER MEETINGS: 40 (3 in Book 1; 12 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
INTERRUPTED MONOLOGUING: 144 (31 in Book 1; 31 in Book 2; 34 in Book 3)
"CLIFFHANGERS": 74 (18 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 30 in Book 3)
POINTLESS TAMRISSA NARRATION: 14 (11 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
TEA DRINKING: 87 (22 in Book 1; 26 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
BLATANT MORALIZING: 42 (19 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 11 in Book 3)
BATH SCENES: 15 (9 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
WILFUL MISUNDERSTANDINGS: 12 (6 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
MIND CONTROL: 26 (5 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 15 in Book 3)
BADLY WRITTEN SEX SCENES: 14, including 4 rape scenes (2 in Book 1; 4 in Book 2, including 1 rape scene; 6 in Book 3, including 1 rape scene; 2 in Book 4, 2 of which are rape scenes)
DON'T EAT THAT: 1 (1 in Book 3)
SPIRIT MAGIC/PUREDAN RETCONS: 1 (1 in Book 3)

REPETITIVE POV EVENTS:
  • Oh noes, a fireball (Book 1: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
  • Pass or die (Book 1: Chapters 6, 7, 8, 9, 10)
  • Bathroom encounters (Book 1: Chapters 11, 12, 13, 14, 15)
  • Don't rain on my parade! (Book 1: Chapters 19, 20)
  • Uniform fitting (Book 1: Chapters 20, 21)
  • Random encounters: Round 1 (Book 1: Chapters 25, 32, 33, 35, 38), Round 2 (Book 2: Chapter 21, 31, 33, 34, 35, 37, 40, 42), Round 3 (Book 3: Chapter 25, 26, 27, 36), Round 4 (Book 3: Chapter 40)
  • One, two, three, four, five (Book 1: Chapters 28, 29, 30, 31, 34, 35)
  • A favorite object appears out of thin air (Book 1: Chapters 36, 37 x2, 38)
  • Proof of mastery: Level 1 (Book 1: Chapters 39, 40, 41, 42, 43; Book 2: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 18, 19), Level 2 (Book 2: 22, 23, 24, 25, 26)
  • Animal cheer squad (Book 2: Chapters 1, 4, 5, 22, 24)
  • Hey I just figured out magical radar (Book 2: Chapter 15/Lorand; Book 3: Chapter 6/Jovvi, Book 3: Chapter 28/Rion; Chapter 30/Tamrissa; Chapter 39/Vallant)
  • Foot races: (Book 2: Chapters 31, 32, 33, 34, 35)
  • You won! (Book 2: Chapter 38, 39)
  • Sex bingo (Book 2: Chapter 14, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 2: Chapter 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 41, Rion/Naran; Book 3: Chapters 11, Jovvi/Rion; 28, Lorand/Tamrissa; 29, Vallant/Jovvi; 40, Vallant/Tamrissa)
  • Will it Blend? (Book 3: Chapter 15, 17, 18, 19, 20)
  • Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? (Book 1: Chapters 27, Rion/Jovvi; 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 13, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 3: Chapters 4, Tamrissa/Lorand; 11, Jovvi/Rion; 21, Tamrissa/Lorand; 22, Jovvi/Vallant)
  • Where/who am I?? (Book 3/Book 4: Chapter 49/Chapter 1, 5 times)
  • Oh, I am a prisoner (Book 4: Chapter 2, Tamrissa; Chapter 3, Rion/Vallant)
  • FREEEEEDOOOOM! (Book 4: Chapter 6, Tamrissa; Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)
  • I'm nothing without my talent (Book 4: Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)

Possible fixes:
I struggle with this chapter because at first glance, there's nothing structurally wrong with what Green's trying to do here. It's just very, very inefficient for the word count spent on four points and there's zero subtext happening, but that's just par for course for Green's writing style. I'm getting to the point where I'm starting to wonder whether the people who love these books love them for EXACTLY this reason: it's just highly skimmable writing where you never have to engage your brain at all. The characters are paper thin but maybe that's a selling point? :confused:

Personally, I'm inclined to cutting the chapter entirely and parcelling out the progressions in character relationships in scenes where there is main plot action happening. Lately I've been stuck on writing the sequel to my novel; for the last week or so, it's been on a specific transition from one plot arc to the next and I currently hate the last chapter I've written. Usually when I get stuck, the key to getting unstuck is thinking about the emotional change that should happen in the scene. And that, I think, is why this chapter of Green's does not work for me:
  • The scene is set in location where the main focus of the action is: eating dinner and taking a bath.
  • Along the way, we get pieces of information that's necessary to the main plot (go and rescue Lorand and Jovvi) in a pure dialogue infodump
  • We also get 2 pieces of clunky foreshadowing
  • We're in Tamrissa's head but we've learned nothing new that we didn't already know at the end of the previous chapter.
Tamrissa starts and ends the scene in exactly the same emotional state. I get that Green's trying to show that she's secretly still torn about it and pining after Vallant or any sort of validation through a romantic relationship, and Alsin should have been a good way to introduce that change in mental state. There's actually a really good scene later on that does this! Except instead of doing that here, we've got to have Naran explain it and Tamrissa shrug it off just so this love triangle can get dragged out. :doh:

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today

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CHAPTER TWENTY

Rion shifted just a little on the coach seat, needing desperately to move about a bit but reluctant to wake Naran. She’d fallen asleep against his shoulder not long after they’d eaten lunch, something he would have enjoyed managing himself. After nearly two and a half days of traveling in that coach and stopping only at odd-mile inns, the pursuit had become not only boring, but trying.

“I hope the place we’ll be stayin’ at tonight is better than the one we stopped at last night,” Vallant said softly. Tamrissa had also fallen asleep, but Vallant seemed just as wideawake as he. “Not only was the food barely edible, the room I slept in was only a bit larger than a wardrobe. If it hadn’t had a window, I probably would have had to spend the night in the stable.”

“I doubt if even the horses enjoyed being stabled there,” Rion commented sourly with matching softness. “And tonight will most likely be worse rather than better, as odd-mile inns do tend to get worse the farther they are from Gan Garee. Leaving that first inn at lunchtime would have brought us to a prime-mile inn at sundown, and then a full day’s travel could be begun the following day. Those who travel soon learn that that’s best.”

Time skips are hard, I get it. I struggle with writing them all the time—in fact, I've just finished rewriting a time skip three times because it suuuuuucked and the recap was deeply uninteresting to read which is the whole reason why I decided to do a time skip in a first place.

But maybe once you've committed to the time skip, don't spend 219 words on having your main characters dwell on the boring stuff you skipped because "the inn rooms sucked and also the food sucked" is just... :doh:

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“I’m used to travelin’, but not by coach,” Vallant replied, doing a bit of cautious shifting of his own. “That’s why I know all about ports, but nothin’ about—odd-mile inns, did you call them? It’s too bad that if we speed up we’ll run smack into that convoy, and if we slow down we’ll be too far behind.”

Hello, super awkward attempt to cram in some reminders of Vallant's backstory via dialogue, plus also a belabored justification of why we're reading about this scene in a coach instead of Our Heroes springing their awesome rescue plan on the convoy.

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“Hopefully we’ll find it possible to do something soon about our inactivity,” Rion said. “Alsin should rejoin us tonight, bringing with him some of the information that we need. After that… well, we can’t simply continue to follow. If they reach their destination before we manage to free Jovvi and Lorand, there will be a lot more of them than one convoy of guardsmen.”

“Yes, that’s also the way I see it,” Vallant agreed, looking no happier than Rion felt. “Tamrissa’s friend Meerk claimed that that wasn’t necessarily so, but he seems to be into wishful thinkin’. If we don’t break them loose now, we may never have another chance.”

“Tamrissa feels the same, so we had better all speak to Alsin tonight,” Rion decided aloud. “I just wish we had a better plan than what we’ve come up with. I’ll certainly have no trouble knocking out the sentries by temporarily depriving them of air to breathe, but then having to search wagon by wagon… Locating Jovvi and Lorand first would certainly make things easier, but the rest of the plan still seems to lack something.”

“Control is what it lacks,” Vallant supplied with a nod of agreement. “We won’t really have control of the situation, and anythin’ can happen to disrupt the rescue. That’s been botherin’ me as well.”

“It’s a prime example of being trapped in all directions,” Rion said with an exasperated sigh. “If we had either Jovvi or Lorand to help, we’d have considerably more control. But those two are the ones we need the control for in order to rescue them. Annoying is much too mild a word.”

Not-spoilers, because Green: High talents are so overpowered and the convoy is so small that even if they had had to go in with Rion as their only functioning talent, this plan would have been totally fine.

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“Speakin’ of annoyin’, it looks like we’ve reached the next inn,” Vallant said, glancing out his window. “It also looks more like a run-down roadhouse, but there are torches burnin’ in the courtyard and lamplight showin’ in the windows. Without that it would be easy to think the place was abandoned.”

“Torches rather than lanterns?” Rion said, shifting around to get his own look at the place. Naran stirred at the movement, but now it was all right. They would be stopping in just a few minutes … at the worst inn they’d so far come to. Rion hadn’t protested over what they’d needed to put up with, and not only because of the travel schedule forced on them. Prime-mile inns would have travelers of considerably higher caliber, and his group was, after all, composed mainly of fugitives.

But this place really was the worst of the lot. As the coach slowed even more, it was possible to see in the torchlight that the inn probably hadn’t been repainted in years. Although there were quite a number of horses tied to the right of the front door, showing that the place was well patronized by the locals. Transients would leave their vehicles and mounts to the left, near or in the stable.

None of this will be significant whatsoever.

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The coach slowed to a complete stop, and by then both Naran and Tamrissa were awake again. For a short while Tamrissa had used Vallant’s shoulder as Naran had used his, and Rion had been able to see that Vallant had treasured the time. But when she’d shifted away again, he’d made no more effort to stop her than he’d tried to speak to her after that first, disastrous occasion. Rion was certain that Vallant hadn’t given up on their relationship, but wished he knew what the other man had in mind to repair the damage done.

Hahahahaha, you don't really want to know, Rion, trust me on this one.

By the way, we're 859 words into the chapter so far, and literally nothing has happened.

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Grath, the man whose place as a forward scout Alsin had taken, climbed down from the box where he’d ridden beside their driver. His movements seemed stiff and a bit awkward, and when he opened the coach door his first words matched quite well.

“If Alsin tries to take my horse again, I’ll probably have to kill him,” the man grumbled as he rubbed at his back. “Riding up top on this thing is enough to cripple you, and I don’t understand how Lidris does it all the time.”

“Ridin’ inside isn’t all that much better,” Vallant said as he slowly left the coach. “I thought I’d gotten used to it durin’ the past weeks, but I’m learnin’ I was foolin’ myself.”

“We probably need more rest periods than the horses do.” Rion added his agreement as he followed Vallant out of the coach, then he turned to assist the ladies. They looked logy from sleep as well as stiff, and the way they stared at the inn as they descended suggested that they were likely hoping the place was simply a bad dream.

“This progression downward keeps gaining intensity,” Tamrissa said once she stood with the rest of them, her glance at the inn more than simply displeased. “I think it’s time to do something about it before we find ourselves sharing our rooms with rats and a variety of wildlife.”

This is your regularly scheduled reminder that Tamrissa is a Feisty and Fierce Strong Female Protagonist, in our 1,091-word elaboration on the theme of "traveling sucks".

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“That’s for you and Alsin to discuss,” Grath said quickly with both hands raised. “I’m nothing but hired help around here, and happy to have it like that. Let’s just be careful when we go inside. They’re bound to notice us no matter what we do, but we don’t want to give them anything… spectacular to remember.”

Rion joined the others in nodding, understanding as well as they why such caution was necessary. It had so far been their good fortune that there was no sign of pursuit. There had been no uniformed guardsmen pounding along their trail and catching up to demand their whereabouts from those in whatever inn the fugitives currently stayed, but that good fortune wasn’t likely to last. There would be pursuit, and the less those pursuers were able to learn when they came, the better off their group would be.

Grath led the way toward the inn while the driver Lidris moved the coach to where Alsin would be able to see it. Rion had wondered about that, the supposed need for Alsin or Grath to see the coach to know where they were, but he hadn’t had the chance to ask about it. Considering their rate of travel, there was really only one choice of which inn they were at along that road….

Ouch. That's a hefty smack in the face from the Giant Hammer of Foreshadowing.

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Grath entered the inn, then moved forward to look for the landlord while first Naran and Tamrissa and then Rion and Vallant followed.

None of this blocking information is important whatsoever.

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Quite a lot of noise came from the crowded common room to the left, as someone played a musical instrument and someone else seemed to be doing something to that music. With the left wall of the entry area cutting off sight of the far end of the common room it wasn’t possible to tell what, but the whistling and clapping and shouting of the audience said it was something extremely enjoyable.

OMFG.

:ughh:

Hey guys, I too am going to write a book entirely comprised of sentences like: "They entered a place full of people, some of whom were doing some kind of thing while others did another kind of thing."

Think it might sell? Because this did!

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“Looks like Grath may be havin’ trouble gettin’ us rooms,” Vallant murmured only loudly enough for Rion to hear him over the noise. “We may end up havin’ to sleep in the coach, or maybe even goin’ on to camp with the convoy.”

Oh the horrors.

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Rion looked toward Grath where he stood talking to a boy who had appeared behind the registration counter.

You would think that maybe, since we're approaching the midpoint of Book 4 of a 5-book series, this development is going to be Significant because surely it will relate somehow to the overall plot and further develop the (barely existent) world building and (still one-dimensional) character/s.

All I'll say for now is: :roflolmao:

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The boy kept shaking his head, obviously disagreeing with whatever Grath said, but Grath seemed unprepared to accept the denial. It was possible that they haggled over price, Rion realized, as the price of a room and meals had not been the same in every inn. Their sojourn was being paid for by the gold and silver Tamrissa had gotten from that Lord Lanir, and although there was still a surprising amount left, Grath might be trying to conserve their funds.

This would not be an issue if Tamrissa had picked up that gold Jovvi stashed when they stopped off at her place and she and Naran went inside to pack. Just sayin'.

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A burst of laughter and shouting and longer applause came from the common room, but Rion wasn’t distracted from watching Grath’s efforts to get them accommodations. To Rion’s left, Vallant also watched the exchange closely, possibly thinking the same as Rion: that it might be wise of them to join Grath. Saving pennies was all well and good, but not at the expense of a place to sleep. And their last meal was too many hours behind them for Rion to enjoy the thought of a delay in sitting down to—

Look at all that suspense building! Surely the payoff must be fantastic!

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“Well, h’llo there, lovey,” Rion half heard, and then there was a cry of protest in a woman’s voice. Rion turned his head quickly to see that one of the roughly dressed men in the common room had come into the entrance area, and now had his arms wrapped about Tamrissa. The man was obviously drunk, as were his three friends, who stood in the entrance to the common room and laughed out their encouragement to their crony. Tamrissa, clearly mindful of the caution against doing something that people would remember, struggled futilely to escape the drunkard’s embrace.

This is your other, regularly scheduled reminder that Tamrissa, in addition to being Feisty and Fierce and Strong, is also Incredibly Beautiful.

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Caution or no, Rion was affronted enough to do something with his own talent to free Tamrissa, but wasn’t given the chance. Even as Rion took in the situation, Vallant was already striding toward the coarse animal pawing Tamrissa. When he reached the pair Vallant broke the man’s grip on the girl, pulled him away from her, then threw a fist into the drunk’s face. With Vallant’s entire body behind the blow, the burly drunkard stumbled backwards to fall to the floor at the feet of his friends.

The three men had stopped laughing when Vallant interfered with their friend’s entertainment, and seemed about ready to come forward in the man’s defense. For that reason—

Rion quickly strode over to stand beside Vallant, and a heartbeat later Grath had also joined them. Together they stared at the three men, who now showed hesitation along with their drunken belligerence, and the confrontation held for several seconds. Then one of the three bent to help their fallen friend to his feet, and all four staggered back into the common room to seek safer entertainment.

“Nicely done, people,” Grath said softly to all of them, including a quietly furious Tamrissa. “Most people don’t go beyond the physical with those who have been drinking, since it’s smarter not to set them off talent-wise. Are you all right, Dama Domon?”

“I’d be a good deal better if I could have taught that fool how big a mistake he nearly made,” Tamrissa replied in a growl. “I really hate having to do things this way.”

“Are you sayin’ you find it humiliatin’ and frustratin’ to have needed someone else to rescue you when you would normally be perfectly able to rescue yourself?” The quiet question had come from Vallant, who made no effort to avoid Tamrissa’s blazing gaze. “If so, the situation sounds familiar for some reason—And you’re very welcome. I didn’t mind helpin’ out in the least, not when I knew how graciously I would be thanked.”

There you go, Rion. This is the extent of Vallant's plan.

This is also the entire point of this chapter.

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Tamrissa, still furious, parted her lips to say something, then changed her mind and simply stalked away to stand alone. Naran exchanged a pained glance with Rion before going over to join Tamrissa, and Rion decided it might be best to change the topic of conversation.

“It seems, Grath, that you were having trouble of some sort taking rooms for us,” he said rather hastily. “If it happens to be a matter of cost, let’s disregard the added expense. If it became necessary for me to climb back into that coach tonight, I’d very likely turn violent.”

“You’d certainly have my company in that violence,” Grath commented wryly, then shook his head.

We've spent so many words on terrible inn rooms that surely the payoff here is gonna be good, right?

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“But the problem isn’t cost, it’s a matter of available space. This inn has become a very popular place in the area since they brought in a troupe of what the boy called exotic dancers. The girls each do their dance, and then they spend the night with the man who bids highest for their company. I’ve heard about troupes such as this one, and keeping them here for a week or two will bring in enough gold to let the landlord completely renovate this place.”

“I’m pleased for the man, but certainly not to the point of being willing to give up a night’s sleep,” Rion returned. “Just how short of space are they?”

“There are only two small rooms still available,” Grath answered with a sigh. “I’ve already taken the two, of course, and then tried to offer a bit of a bonus for two more. The boy refuses even to discuss the possibility, and claims the landlord will feel the same way. The man is currently engaged in overseeing the dancing and auctions, but I mean to speak to him as soon as he’s free. In the meanwhile we can go into the dining room and have our dinner.”

“We ought to arrange for the drawin’ of lots for one of the two rooms just in case,” Vallant put in blandly. “Naran should certainly have one of the two, but I’m not in the mood to give up a possible claim to the second for Tamrissa. She seems to think that the rules applyin’ to me can’t also be applied to her, and I’ve decided not to stand for that kind of behavior. She’ll learn to act properly, or she can sleep in the stable for all of me.”

That's it. That's the payoff. We spent... *checks* ~1800-ish words on traveling being terrible culminating in a "no vacancy because stripper/hookers" discovery that's got zero relevance to the larger plot or overall themes just so we can have this piece of Valissa drama.

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Rion felt the urge to protest, but the steely look in Vallant’s eyes caused him to change his mind. The disagreement between his two groupmates had changed somehow, and something told Rion that he would be much better off staying out of the matter. As long as humanly possible, that is….

The five of them retired to the dining room then, finding it empty except for two lone travelers who each sat alone eating.

Alright I'm not all up on my historical architecture but it seems weird that a run down place like this would have a dining room separate to a common room?

Whatever. Let's proceed to read 247 boring words about awkward dinner with bland descriptions of food.

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They chose one large table and sat down at it, but the icy, deliberate silence coming from both Tamrissa and Vallant put a damper on casual conversation among the other three. Naran looked at Rion as though she expected him to do something to change the heavy, chilly atmosphere, but Rion had already decided on the better part of valor. He took Naran’s hand and squeezed it gently, then simply sat and waited for a serving person to appear.

The servant arrived in only a few minutes, and shortly thereafter they had something to do with their mouths other than converse. The food came rather more quickly than expected, and Rion discovered that that was because it was rewarmed rather than freshly made. At another time he would certainly have sent it back with his indignation ringing in the servingman’s ears, but tonight Rion was too hungry. He therefore attacked the roast beef and boiled potatoes rather than the man who brought them, and the others silently followed his example.

Silently. By meal’s end the silence had long since grown grating, with both Tamrissa and Vallant pretending that they were alone at the table. After spending his eating time thinking about it, Rion was quickly coming to the conclusion that the better part of valor wasn’t always better. Those two hardheaded groupmates of his needed a good talking to, and he was just about to begin giving them one when Alsin Meerk walked into the dining room.

This isn't irredeemable. It's actually quite good relative to the rest of Green's internal monologues. We've got Rion noticing non-verbal cues from other people! We've got him being conscious of how he and his circumstances have changed! We've got him coming to a conclusion and deciding to take action!

And then because we can't possibly have that, we get this forcible swerve back to the Main Plot since we've spent 2,793 words doing anything but reading about that.

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“Alsin, you’re back!” Grath exclaimed, blurting the obvious. “Since you probably don’t need me, I’ll go and check on my horse. I want him to know how much I missed him.”

Grath was on his feet and heading out of the room by then, obviously having no intention of waiting to see if Alsin disagreed. The newcomer, brows raised high, watched Grath disappear, then he came to the table and took his associate’s abandoned chair.

“What’s wrong with him?” Alsin asked, still looking puzzled. “He didn’t seem to be in love with his horse when I took it this morning.”

“A day can sometimes make a lot of difference,” Vallant remarked, leaning forward to rest his forearms on the table.

The prose is full of redundancies but at last we get a genuine character-focused moment of humor that actually made me smile. The books would be so much better if they had more little moments like this.

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“To tell the truth, I’m hopin’ you can say the same. What did you find out?”

...and straight into another awful transition to an infodump summarizing how a side character did Interesting Things off page and got the Plot Solution Our Heroes needed.

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“I found out that they’re using lethe on their… guests,” Alsin replied, lowering his voice a bit. “It’s a gentle sedative that can usually be used for quite a long time without it doing any harm, and they administer it three times a day. That means the captives will come awake in a matter of hours once they stop taking it, although they will be a bit confused and disoriented at first. I’ve also thought of a way to make use of the information—if it turns out to be possible.”

“What way is that?” Rion asked, also leaning his arms on the table. “I’ve got to tell you, Alsin, that the rest of us are agreed: we have to do something now to free our groupmates. If you don’t agree with that as well, we’ll simply have to go forward without you.”

A super weird conclusion/reaction for Rion to have, in response to, "hey, I got some useful intel and a possible to exploit it that I wanna float".

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“All right, just calm down,” Alsin replied soothingly after glancing at Tamrissa and Vallant. Their concurrence was obvious enough that the man had no need to confirm Rion’s claim in words. “I said that I might have a plan, but it all depends on just how strong and versatile a High talent is. My idea is that we remove most of the lethe from its various barrels and make up the difference with plain water. The water will be taken from the barrels used by the guardsmen and drivers, and it will be replaced with the lethe. If we can do that, your people will be awake and their guards ready to fall asleep by lunchtime tomorrow.”

“Won’t someone notice the difference in color and taste?” Naran asked while Rion and the others sat silent. “And how would the substitution be made? By some of us sneaking into their camp and changing things around?”

“Lethe is a pale yellow in color, and only has a faintly noticeable taste,” Alsin replied with a smile. “The water in the drinking barrels has been in there too long to still be clear, and I noticed that almost every driver and guardsman flavored their ration in some way before drinking it. Not stopping for fresh water must be a standing order, but no, there won’t be any sneaking into the camp. I’m hoping that a High talent in Water magic will be able to handle both the water and the lethe.”

FINALLY LET'S GO PLEASE LET'S GET TO THE MAGICAL RESCUE.

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And with that he looked toward Vallant, his expression frankly demanding an answer to his question. Rion would have enjoyed being able to say something, but once again his mind had gone blank. A glance at Tamrissa suggested that she found herself in the same quandary,

I want you to imagine a world where Green had actually committed to Our Heroes struggling with a loss of their talents so instead of being able to steamroll over all obstacles with absurd magical strength, they actually had to...I don't know, use their brains and leverage their new allies to solve their problems.

Or a world where she'd committed to just Vallant losing his talent and the fascinating character arc that would've given him, knowing that if he had had his talent, it would have meant an easy, uncomplicated rescue but since he doesn't, there's a greater risk of injury and possible loss of life to him and his Blendingmates and everyone who's agreed to help them and if sheltered, inexperienced Rion can't manage on his own, the woman he (supposedly) loves is going to be forced to horrifically burn and possibly kill tens or even hundreds of people if they want to save Jovvi and Lorand.

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and then Vallant saved them both the trouble of racking their brains.

“I find this really fascinatin’,” he commented, sounding as though he were extremely pleased about something. “If you can suggest that, then my private life hasn’t been made completely public. With that in mind, it will be my pleasure to try movin’ that lethe around as well as the water.”

“What?” Rion yelped, finding he had company in voicing the exclamation. Tamrissa had said almost the same thing at almost the same time, and Naran joined them in staring at Vallant in disbelief.

“Why are all of you looking at him like that?” Alsin demanded softly with a frown. “He is a High talent, isn’t he? I didn’t know if he could handle a liquid other than water, but if he says he can, then he should be able to. Shouldn’t he?”

“That’s not quite the question,” Tamrissa ground out, her stare at Vallant beginning to smolder again. “You should be asking how he’s suddenly able to do anything at all, when he told us that his talent was gone. I’d like to know if he was lying then or if he’s lying now.”

“You can tell her that I don’t believe in lyin’,” Vallant said at once, giving Alsin no chance to reply or comment. “Not unless it’s absolutely necessary, that is, and the lyin’ won’t cause actual harm. When I said my talent was gone I believed it, but our first mornin’ on the road I woke up to find it had returned. It took a while before I understood what had happened, and your answer to the question I asked confirmed my guess.”

“You asked me about the man who had brought your breakfast back in the warehouse,” Alsin remembered aloud, his frown still in place. “He told you that his brother had the same problem you do about closed in places, and you asked if the man had ever done anything to help his brother when the brother had to stay in the dormitory. I answered—”

“You answered yes, the man usually put a mild sedative in his brother’s food,” Vallant said, finishing the story when Alsin’s words ended abruptly. “None of us realized it at the time, but the man must have done the same with my food. Normally it wouldn’t have mattered, but with the hilsom powder still lingerin’ a bit in my blood, it was like druggin’ me all over again.”

But nah. Vallant is totally fine, hasn't suffered any adverse affects from hilsom powder and being drugged, just like Tamrissa and Rion are both fine. So much for the angst and word count spent on building THAT up.

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“But why didn’t you tell us you were all right again?” Tamrissa took her turn to demand, the words almost blurted. “You didn’t say a single word, letting us spend our time—”

She, too, stopped speaking abruptly, just short of the word “worrying,” Rion thought. She clearly wasn’t about to admit that, though, and Vallant acted as if he had no idea what she’d been about to say.

“Why would I waste my time tellin’ things to people who only care about their own feelin’s?” he countered bluntly. “They don’t care anythin’ about me, not when I’m never allowed to be human around them. Human bein’s make mistakes and sometimes act emotionally, but my mistakes are always considered unforgivable outrages, and so are any shows of emotion. It’s been that way more than once before, but now I find myself sick of it. From now on I mean to talk only to people who understand how human I am, and who are prepared to accept that terrible failin’. Everyone else can find perfect people to associate with, which I’ll never be. You get somethin’ to eat, Meerk, and I’ll wait for you outside.”

Look, a soapbox moment! All we're missing is some references to baths and tea.

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Rion joined everyone else in silently watching Vallant leave, and once again he had no idea of what to say. Tamrissa sat unmoving as she stared sightlessly down at the table, and Rion’s heart went out to her. Vallant had been incredibly harsh with her, and his tirade had strongly suggested that he no longer had any interest in courting her acceptance. Things were now worse than they had ever been between the two, and Rion was certain about one thing only:

If Jovvi wasn’t returned to their midst soon, there might not be a midst for her to be returned to!

This is a bad thing...why? :confused: We're 3.5 books in and I still remain unconvinced that any of these main characters have any chemistry with each other whatsoever.

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Day 28
Our Heroes spend a lot of time bemoaning that traveling sucks. The next inn only has two rooms available because Green needed a Plot Reason to incite Yet Another Valissa blow-up. Two of them, actually. Alsin returns from scouting to report that the captives are being drugged with lethe, a liquid sedative he's hoping Vallant can switch out with the convoy guards' water supplies. To Tamrissa's anger and Rion and Naran's shock, Vallant confirms that's a-okay by him because he didn't really lose his talent after all. And now Tamrissa and Vallant have butted heads THREE WHOLE TIMES this chapter and surely there's no possible way Green could ever get these two True Soulmates back together, woe is us, whatever shall we do?

Counts so far:

NAMED ON-SCREEN CHARACTERS WHO WE'LL NEVER SEE AGAIN: 55 (24 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Mildon Coll, Phor Riven, Jeris Womal, Eldra Sappin, Fod, Lord Astrath, Torrin Ro, Vish "the Fish", Jamrin, Hark, Reshin, Fellar, Ennis, Vosin, Parli Hafford, Regensi, Weeks, Adept Aminto, Mem Follil, Toblis, Kogrin, Lemmis Admen, Miklas
Book 2: Nialla, Emar Rumil, Leta Vas, Grami Arstin, Deever, Pracer, Oshin, Arnot, Morin, Rilin, Kinge, Lomad, Worlen, Lidim, Arkow, Odrin
Book 3: Damilla Sytoss, Edril Lanton, Carmad Lestrin (minor spoiler - sorry, you're not going to see him again), Relana, Lord Anglard, Lord Fortner Oplis, Glindil
Book 4: Fasher, Wirn, Bowes, Ditras, Rovelon, Lord Advisor Velim Shoons, Lord Advisor Ephaim Noll, Jomsin

TOTALLY INDISTINCT ON-SCREEN LOCATIONS: 37 (9 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3)
Book 1: Rincammon, Haven Wraithside, Tamrissa's house in Gan Garee, Port Entril, testing facility in Gan Garee, Regensi's shop, Ginge's tavern, Magross bridge, mastery facility outside Gan Garee
Book 2: Nialla's house, Vas residence, Weil residence, Arstin residence in Gan Garee, dining parlor near Tamrissa's house, shop near dining parlor, Naran's "house", noble antagonists' residence, the Seated Five's palace, the ballroom inside the palace
Book 3: a courtroom, an ampitheatre, Relana's house, Ollon Kapmar's house, Eltrina's house, a random noble's house, High Lord Embisson Ruhl's house, a random park, the amphitheatre
Book 4: Bedroom in Lord Lanir's house, Mardimil house in Gan Garee, Eltrina's disappointing sex dungeon closet, "small" dining room in Lord Lanir's house, Zolind's house, outside Lord Lanir's house, Meerk's secret warehouse, conference room near the throne room, an inn on the road west from Gandistra, an even crummier inn on the road west from Gandistra

MEALS ON-SCREEN: 38 (15 in Book 1; 9 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Day 1 (lunch, dinner), Day 2 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 3 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 4 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 5 (lunch, dinner), Day 6 (breakfast, lunch)
Book 2: Day 6 (dinner), Day 7 (post-mastery snack, dinner), Day 8 (breakfast, post-competition snack, dinner), Day 9 (breakfast, lunch, canapés at the masked reception at the palace)
Book 3: Day 10 (breakfast, dinner), Day 11 (lunch, dinner), Day 12 (breakfast x2), Day 22 (breakfast)
Book 4: Day 23 (lunch, a late afternoon bite, dinner), Day 25: (breakfast x2, dinner), Day 28: (dinner)

EUPHEMISMS FOR BODY PARTS/SEX ACTS: 28 (9 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3; 1 in Book 4)
Male: <character name>'s body (x2), discomfort (x1), manhood (x1), desire (x3), renewed need (x1), large and hard, the most perfect of men (x1), dignity (x1), conflagration raging inside (1x), his privates (x1), him (x2)
Female: womanhood (x2), entrance of ultimate bliss (x1), desire (x2), incredible tunnel (x1), womanflesh (x1), body (x1)
Sex acts: merged/merged our essences (x4), shared themselves/sharing (x2), exercise (x1), entering/entered (x3), fuse their flesh (x1), physical love (x1)
Orgasm: (ultimate) ecstasy (x2)

TERMS OF ENDEARMENT: 19 (3 in Book 1; 13 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
Male: love (x4), my fleeting love (x1), my lord (x5), my beloved lord (x3), my love (x1)
Female: sweet girl (x1), my sweet (x1), sweetling (x1), my love (x2), sweet lady (x1), precious lady (x1)

ANTAGONISTS: 35 (11 introduced in Book 1; 20 introduced in Book 2; 3 introduced in Book 3)
General: Unnamed Chairman/Ollon Kapmar (?) and the five Seated Highs in each aspect, Eltrina Razas, Bron Kallan, Selendi Vas, Homin Weil, Kambil Arstin, Delin Moord, group wearing gold and blue costumes at the ball (Adriari's Blending), Simin Dolf, Embisson Ruhl, Zolind Maylock, Ephaim Noll
Lorand: Eskin Drowd, group of mystery thugs who hold Hat's gambling debts Meerk, Hestir, Morin
Jovvi: Allestine and her henchmen Ark and Bar, Genovir, Algus
Clarion: Hallina Mardimil, Eskin Drowd, Padril, Arnot
Tamrissa: Storn and Avrina Torgar, Beldara Lant, Odrin Hallasser, Soonen, Gerdol, Lanir (who is the Seated High in Fire magic and he's just made it personal)
Vallant: Mirra Agran and her parents, Wimand, Rilir

PLOTHOLES: 135 (39 in Book 1; 23 in Book 2; 56 in Book 3)
COACH RIDES: 68 (21 in Book 1; 25 in Book 2; 10 in Book 3)
MEETINGS IN COACHES: 20 (4 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 4 in Book 3)
OTHER MEETINGS: 40 (3 in Book 1; 12 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
INTERRUPTED MONOLOGUING: 144 (31 in Book 1; 31 in Book 2; 34 in Book 3)
"CLIFFHANGERS": 75 (18 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 30 in Book 3)
POINTLESS TAMRISSA NARRATION: 14 (11 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
TEA DRINKING: 87 (22 in Book 1; 26 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
BLATANT MORALIZING: 42 (19 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 11 in Book 3)
BATH SCENES: 15 (9 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
WILFUL MISUNDERSTANDINGS: 12 (6 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
MIND CONTROL: 26 (5 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 15 in Book 3)
BADLY WRITTEN SEX SCENES: 14, including 4 rape scenes (2 in Book 1; 4 in Book 2, including 1 rape scene; 6 in Book 3, including 1 rape scene; 2 in Book 4, 2 of which are rape scenes)
DON'T EAT THAT: 1 (1 in Book 3)
SPIRIT MAGIC/PUREDAN RETCONS: 1 (1 in Book 3)

REPETITIVE POV EVENTS:
  • Oh noes, a fireball (Book 1: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
  • Pass or die (Book 1: Chapters 6, 7, 8, 9, 10)
  • Bathroom encounters (Book 1: Chapters 11, 12, 13, 14, 15)
  • Don't rain on my parade! (Book 1: Chapters 19, 20)
  • Uniform fitting (Book 1: Chapters 20, 21)
  • Random encounters: Round 1 (Book 1: Chapters 25, 32, 33, 35, 38), Round 2 (Book 2: Chapter 21, 31, 33, 34, 35, 37, 40, 42), Round 3 (Book 3: Chapter 25, 26, 27, 36), Round 4 (Book 3: Chapter 40)
  • One, two, three, four, five (Book 1: Chapters 28, 29, 30, 31, 34, 35)
  • A favorite object appears out of thin air (Book 1: Chapters 36, 37 x2, 38)
  • Proof of mastery: Level 1 (Book 1: Chapters 39, 40, 41, 42, 43; Book 2: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 18, 19), Level 2 (Book 2: 22, 23, 24, 25, 26)
  • Animal cheer squad (Book 2: Chapters 1, 4, 5, 22, 24)
  • Hey I just figured out magical radar (Book 2: Chapter 15/Lorand; Book 3: Chapter 6/Jovvi, Book 3: Chapter 28/Rion; Chapter 30/Tamrissa; Chapter 39/Vallant)
  • Foot races: (Book 2: Chapters 31, 32, 33, 34, 35)
  • You won! (Book 2: Chapter 38, 39)
  • Sex bingo (Book 2: Chapter 14, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 2: Chapter 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 41, Rion/Naran; Book 3: Chapters 11, Jovvi/Rion; 28, Lorand/Tamrissa; 29, Vallant/Jovvi; 40, Vallant/Tamrissa)
  • Will it Blend? (Book 3: Chapter 15, 17, 18, 19, 20)
  • Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? (Book 1: Chapters 27, Rion/Jovvi; 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 13, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 3: Chapters 4, Tamrissa/Lorand; 11, Jovvi/Rion; 21, Tamrissa/Lorand; 22, Jovvi/Vallant)
  • Where/who am I?? (Book 3/Book 4: Chapter 49/Chapter 1, 5 times)
  • Oh, I am a prisoner (Book 4: Chapter 2, Tamrissa; Chapter 3, Rion/Vallant)
  • FREEEEEDOOOOM! (Book 4: Chapter 6, Tamrissa; Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)
  • I'm nothing without my talent (Book 4: Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)

Possible fixes:
This chapter is so frustrating because when you pull it apart, you can see Green clearly has some understanding of how to establish stakes, build tension, weave multiple things, and bring them together. We've got two threads here: Inn and Traveling are Terrible and Vallant and Tamrissa are At Odds (Again).

The main thread is Vallant/Tamrissa relationship drama. They clash three times (Vallant Saves Tamrissa from Manhandling by Drunks; Vallant is Done with Accommodating Tamrissa; Tamrissa Accuses Vallant of Lying) in this chapter (good, rule of three) and each time, the conflict is more heated ("now you know what it feels like" -> "I'm done with your poo poo" -> "how could you let us go on believing you were magically crippled you lying bastard") and the emotional fallout is more severe (good, escalation).

The traveling stuff establishes tone (discomfort), the miles they've covered and number of inns they've stayed at are visible markers of progress towards the convoy they're chasing, the deterioration in the quality of their accommodations is supposed to parallel the increasing stakes and step up the tensions between characters as everyone gets more on edge, then the no/low vacancy thing functions as a "last straw"/excuse to tip things over into emotionally charged conflict.

Still hate the prose but structurally, it's one of the better written Blendingverse chapters. The problem is, it's wasted because it's putting too heavy of an emphasis on the (unconvincing) Vallant/Tamrissa relationship which I think is supposed to be a deconstruction of gender roles and expectations? But that deconstruction is wholly tied up with things/events that are incidental to the main plot of "Rescue Jovvi and Lorand".

I don't know that I'm expressing this all that well. I suspect what I'm trying to articulate is the difference between fantasy romance and fantasy that happens to contain a romance—it depends on where the focus lies. And I think this chapter illustrates why The Blendingverse was badly marketed, because the title and the blurb emphasizes treachery, a prison escape, and a quest to reunite and overcome the corrupt power regime that has usurped their rightful places on the Fivefold Throne. That's screaming "epic fantasy" and "political intrigue", not "angsty poly romance", which is why I hate these endless chapters focused on relationship drama because they contain zero political intrigue and do very little to advance the epic fantasy plotline.

This entire chapter should've been from Alsin's POV scouting out the convoy so we could: a) develop Alsin, b) develop this secret organization he's built up, c) get a proper risk assessment of the convoy so we know what Our Heroes are up against, d) discover the intel about lethe and come up with The Plan, e) figure out how far our pursuit is behind us and how much time we have left to pull off the rescue, f) return to the inn to discover two of Our Heroes are at each other's throats which—if Green had set things up better— would be Not Good because somehow The Plan ought to require Our Heroes to work together to pull off the rescue, instead of just any one of the three.

:ughh:

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today

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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

Vallant strode out of the inn and closed the door behind him, then he moved more slowly toward the stable. It had grown rather cool out, but even if it had been downright cold he would have preferred being outside to remaining with the others. And for once being closed in had nothing to do with the preference.

Oh look, we remembered that Vallant has claustrophobia.

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The ground under his feet was hard-packed earth, dry from all the days it hadn’t rained. Vallant paced it in a deliberate way, trying to use his awareness of rain to come to blot out memory of what he’d said to Tamrissa.

Shall I give out points for an attempt to tailor the description to the character? I think I shall.

quote:

He hadn’t known he was going to say that, it had just come boiling out all on its own. Obviously things had been building toward the outburst ever since that first morning….

I think the reason I hate these interpersonal conflicts is how the drama/tension quotient always goes from 0 to 100. The melodrama is constant and always dialled all the way up that it become monotonous.

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Vallant sighed as he remembered how delighted he’d been, waking up alert and strong and realizing that he was whole again. His first thought had been to tell Tamrissa, so that any worry she might be feeling would be laid to rest. He’d dressed quickly and had gone down to the inn’s dining room where she and the others were breakfasting—only to have her raise that brick wall again. She’d made it perfectly clear that she wanted nothing more to do with him, and all because of her interpretation of what had happened between them.

Scuffing at the dirt with the toe of one shoe, Vallant remembered again how he’d felt. As he’d sat down to breakfast he’d recalled his intention to win her over again—and at that point had wondered why he ought to bother. Because he loved her? Yes, he certainly did still love her, but he wasn’t also a lover of pain. And that was all he seemed to get from her on a regular basis, the pain of accusation.

Leaning a shoulder against the wall of the inn, Vallant felt that pain all over again. Ever since he’d met Tamrissa he’d been guilty of something in her eyes, and he no longer felt willing to accept the accusation. It was true that he had his problems, but she had problems of her own that she made no effort to solve. Her lack of trust had her constantly challenging his intentions and actions, with everything being interpreted from her point of view.

The unfairness of that had obviously been eating away at him, until it built to the explosion of a few minutes earlier. It had been something that had had to be said, but that didn’t make the memory of it easier to live with. He’d deliberately given Tamrissa pain after he’d sworn he’d never do that, but sometimes the truth was more painful than abuse. And we all owed ourselves and others the truth—didn’t we?

There is so much that I hate about this short section of introspection and to explain why, we're going to go on a short digression.

I recently found and unpacked a box of old books from like three moves ago. Inside were two short novels that my frazzled mom impulse bought for nine-year-old me who was bored and home all day thanks to school holidays. She grabbed them from the end of aisle discount books display at the grocery store, under mistaken impressions about the contents because she thought it was a book about friendship based on the title.



I was nine and bored and had nothing else to read because I had already burned through all my library books and when you put me in a room with books I haven't read, I inevitably start reading them. Which means I did end up finishing these romance novels targeted to my mom's demographic and nine-year-old me was like, oh okay, that was alright and then promptly forgot about them because we went to the library and I got some more books about robots in space.

Anyway. I reread them again after finding them in the box because I was curious to see if my thoughts would change now that I AM the correct target demographic for them, if you ignore my current prejudice against romance books.

Nine-year-old me never noticed, but the books are full of passages like the Vallant passage quoted above and the equally blah passages in the Tamrissa POVs so this must be standard procedure for your average romance novel. Here's some random quotes from the Seasons book:

Pg 89: She hated the thought of seeing him. He had scored her heart and soul with his dismissal of her as a tramp and a bloodsucker seeking to benefit from his family's sorrow. When he had thrown her out of his house, it was as if he had spat upon her and her love for Wes. She had hated him ever since that day, and even though the intensity of her emotion had dimmed over the years, she still disliked him thoroughly. Even his apology after Janis was born had done little to change her opinion of him. He had been stiff and cold, and she was sure that he had not felt any genuine remorse or even any real interest in his brother's child. Only pride in his family name had made him offer to pay for his niece's upbringing.

Pg 121: He shook her hand. It was small inside his, but firm, as honest and straightforward as she was. He watched her walk away across the cafeteria. She was a lovely woman and unlike most women he knew. There was no maneuvering in her, no gamesmanship, no artful pretense. He wondered what it would be like to be loved by a woman like that. A woman who gave of herself and lived her feelings, who cared with all her heart. Reid was afraid he would never know.

Not my favorite prose. Everything's so...on the nose. That said, I did not at any point drop the book. Once I resigned myself to the style of narrative, my eyerolls mostly stopped, and there were even a few that managed to hit me in an emotional place now that I'm in the target demographic.

Turns out that while you will never get me to pick up a romance book out of my own volition and the covers and blurbs would still send me running in the opposite direction, if you can get the first sentence in front of me and the prose isn't awful, I can enjoy a romance book just fine if the character work isn't totally abysmal!

The writing in the two excerpts I posted is miles better than what Green's got because at least there's some attempt at inhabiting the characters' minds: they're thinking about specific incidents and specific behaviors they observed, recalling those details and filtering them through their interpretations, and then ascribing specific motives to each other as a result.

In the Blendingverse, we mostly get Tamrissa and Vallant throwing labels all the time, with zero evocative details. We're told Vallant woke up "delighted" because he was "alert and strong and realiz[ed] that he was whole again" instead of being able to feel that through him FEELING the return of his Water talent. We're told that he loves her sooooooo much but we're 3.5 books in and I still have no idea why, other than "she's hot and me and my :dong: want to bang her so bad". We're told that "[the pain of accusation] was all he seemed to get from her" but not shown his thought process on what he thinks his side of those accusations are and why her interpretation hurts him.

TL;DR if you want me to know something, tell me; if you want me to feel something, show me. Since this is romance and we're supposed to be feeling the angst of these two Meant To Be True Love Soulmates and wanting them to overcome the obstacles to be together, the correct answer here is to show, not tell. And there is zero showing in the whole Valissa drama.

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Vallant hadn’t quite answered that final question to his own satisfaction when the door to the inn opened. Meerk appeared, and after closing the door behind himself he walked over to Vallant.

“I’ve hired two of the inn’s horses, and they’re being saddled now,” Meerk told him in a soft voice, clearly staring at Vallant through the darkness. “We’ve got better than an hour’s ride ahead of us, and then however long it takes you to do what you’re going to do. We ought to get back here in time to get a few hours sleep.”

“If I don’t end up fallin’ off the horse and killin’ myself,” Vallant returned with a weary nod. “Growin’ up, I spent most of my time in or on the water. The few times I was forced onto horseback, I didn’t exactly cover myself with glory.”

“It just takes practice,” Meerk assured him, clearly trying to be supportive. “There are also some tricks to make the time a bit easier, and since I need you alive I’ll just have to share them. I’d let you practice some around here—if we had the time. Unfortunately, I don’t think we do.”

It's like Green got these two characters into a scene by themselves together and then went, oh no, they haven't really had a chance to talk to each other, let us proceed by duly doing the Small Talk before we get into Proper Discussion.

quote:

“You’ve changed your mind?” Vallant asked, suddenly very intent on the conversation. “Did something happen to cause that?”

Not everything is about the current status of your non-relationship with Tamrissa, Vallant.

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“You might say so,” Meerk agreed with a judicious nod. “After I discovered that it was lethe which they were giving to the captives, I had the time to look around a bit, so to speak. I’d had to wait until they’d made camp before I was able to get close enough, and a single piece of information seemed too little for the amount of time I’d spent trailing after them.”

This is a perfect example of where I just want to be told The Thing instead of having this long drawn out dance around the subject.

quote:

Vallant nodded his understanding, at the same time encouraging the man to continue, which he did.

:wtf: even is this sentence.

quote:

“It suddenly came to me to wonder just how much they carried in the way of supplies,” Meerk said, glancing around every now and again in an obvious effort to make certain they weren’t being overheard. “It’s been clear that they’re under orders not to come in contact with any towns or villages or even inns or roadhouses. This road trends westward without going through any towns, and that’s probably why they’re using it. When I checked, they only had another three or so days of supplies left.”

“Which means they expect to get where they’re goin’ in less time than that,” Vallant said, understanding at once. “You never take exactly enough supplies, not unless you have no choice. Unexpected delays are always croppin’ up, so you’re best off plannin’ for them from the beginnin’. I’d just like to know how much overage they allowed for: a single day, a day and a half, two days? ”

“That’s the question that changed my mind,” Meerk said with another nod. “They probably don’t have more than a single day’s extra rations, not when they can always find a place to buy supplies in a real emergency, but I can’t quite make myself count on that. If the guess turns out to be wrong, we could lose every captive in the convoy.”

That's 220 words on Logistics :doh: when Meerk only needed 13: "I suspect we've a day, perhaps less, before the convoy reaches its destination."

Now if you WANTED to make this scene about how where Vallant and Meerk stand (which, imo, it should have been, considering where this little love triangle is headed), you could have Vallant challenge Meerk's assumptions and conclusions. There could have been quite an entertaining scene of these two butting heads that would have given us: a) the infodump explanation we needed; b) fleshed out their characters more by revealing how they think AND how they approach the conflict; c) set up a small win/loss in their little rivalry plotline.

Instead we got this bland "as you know" maid-and-butler dialogue that makes both of these men about as appealing as soggy cereal.

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“Where are those horses?” Vallant asked, abruptly turning toward the stable. More urgency filled him now than ever before, and the need to be on his way rose up and held him with a heavy hand.

QUIT WRITING LIKE THIS WHEN SPIRIT MAGIC IS A THING.

quote:

It wasn’t really long before a stableboy led out two mounts, but to Vallant it almost felt like hours. Meerk tossed the boy a couple of coppers, joining Vallant in ignoring the stablehand’s very obvious curiosity. People rarely hired horses from an inn in the dead of night, and not to be returned in just a few hours. It wasn’t as if the inn didn’t have females available if that was what they were after….

I want to dock points for referring to women as "females" but it is Vallant so maybe I have to award points for keeping his misogyny consistent.

quote:

Vallant could almost hear the boy’s thoughts, but he pushed away everything but the need to remember the little he knew about riding horses. Mounting was no problem, and it was pleasant to find that the stirrups were the proper length, but that was the last of Vallant’s pleasure for a while. When Meerk urged his horse into motion Vallant’s mount followed, almost unseating Vallant with the unexpected motion.

Hanging on with knees and fists kept Vallant seated until they moved a short way down the road, and then Meerk took some time to offer the help he’d promised. It didn’t magically make Vallant a master rider, but also being told that Meerk’s talent had a light hold on both horses to keep them under control at least let Vallant relax a bit. The horse couldn’t possibly run away with him, a comforting thought he really needed.

And another wasted opportunity for character growth. Clearly Green is attempting characterization here, but it's so flat. Where's Vallant's voice? How is the way Vallant narrating this interaction with his horse any different from how Rion or Jovvi or Tamrissa or Naran would narrate it? (Lorand excluded because he's the only one who actually knows how to ride.)

Answer: it's not and that's the whole problem with Green's characterization and why you could roll up all of Our Heroes into a single Mary/Gary Stu and the story would function just fine because they're all interchangeable.

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It was closer to an hour and a half before they reached the vicinity of the convoy. Vallant happily joined Meerk in dismounting and tying his horse, then followed the man through the sparse woods to the camp. They had to silently skirt a bored sentry, but that turned out to be no trouble at all. A pair of moments later they stopped near some bushes, just beyond the clearing the convoy had camped in.

:ughh:

Why did I just get a paragraph of this useless description that tells me NOTHING interesting about the convoy's camp and defensive capabilities? It's literally "we got in by walking real quiet, ma!"

quote:

“There’s another clearing a short distance away from this one with a corral built in it,” Meerk said in an almost soundless whisper. “All the horses are in it, with guards around its perimeter.”

...the guards are guarding the horses instead of their cargo? Why?

quote:

Vallant nodded as he studied the ten large wagons which had been drawn up in a half circle around the clearing. The canvas enclosing each of them made it impossible to see what they contained, but Vallant’s ability told him there were human beings inside. That particular arrangement and amount of water could mean nothing else, but that was all he got.

Oh look, Green remembered that her characters have magical radar now.

quote:

Nothing in the way of an awareness of Jovvi and Lorand came, and that set Vallant to worrying. What if Meerk’s information was wrong, and their groupmates were somewhere else entirely … ?

Bit late to wonder that now, Vallant. Maybe if you hadn't been so :emo: before you could have done something about it.

quote:

Taking a deep breath, Vallant forced himself back to calm. There might not be evidence that Jovvi and Lorand really were there, but there also wasn’t proof that they were elsewhere. The only thing to do was to go ahead as planned and hope they weren’t wasting their time.

I should have started a counter for how many times the POV character asks legitimately good questions and then does not act upon those and justifies that inaction with this reasoning. All so Green can railroad her characters into doing the plot.

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If he hadn’t been so agitated, he would have thought to ask Rion to accompany them. If the two of them linked up, they might have had more success in searching for their groupmates.

:ughh:

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But that was no longer possible, and Vallant realized he’d better hurry. The coming rain was no longer as far off as it had been, and it would be best to get through and away before it arrived.

...why? How does the rain have any impact on what you're doing?

quote:

Some of the guardsmen had rolled up in the their blankets near the dying fire rather than finding places under the wagons. Once the rain started, they would surely be awake and trying to find a place to keep dry.

Where the guards are positioned makes no difference to your plan.

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So Vallant opened wide to the power, then reached out to look around with something other than his eyes.

Why are we being coy about this? Just say he's reaching out with his talent! UGH.

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A large water barrel was tied to each of the wagons, and inside each wagon was a smaller keg containing something other than water. The liquid in the smaller keg was oily to Vallant’s senses, slick and denser than water. A part of the liquid was water, but certainly not all of it.

Never before had Vallant tried to use his magic on a liquid other than water, and he frankly didn’t even know if it was supposed to be possible.

This right here is on the same level of :bang: as "oh we have five talents but it took us centuries to figure out that maybe we should try Blending with all five of them as opposed to four".

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What he did know, however, was that he had to try, and not only try but succeed. Jovvi and Lorand’s safety was at stake, and in that particular circumstance there was nothing he would refuse to try.

Translation: this is going to be a walk in the park.

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Spreading out fingers of talent, he began to examine the oily liquid more closely. Removing the water from it would have been simplicity itself, but that wasn’t what he had to do. His aim was to move the entire volume of liquid to the large water barrel, and then replace it with undiluted water. But he first had to get a grip on the liquid, and the oiliness was making that difficult. His mental fingers kept sliding off…

:( We finally get to DOING MAGIC and we're rewarded with the most underwhelming description possible.

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Vallant usually pushed hard when he had a problem, but suddenly something told him to ease off instead. Pushing works to free a wagon stuck in the mud, but not all by itself.

Why is our sailor Dom "captain of the seas" drawing an analogy to a wagon stuck in the mud which would be more apropos for Lorand, the farm boy who has probably had to unstick many a wagon from the mud?

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The best idea is to combine pushing and pulling, the two actions producing what both individually cannot. Pushing combined with pulling … and the memory of plaited patterns done with ropes of water …

And that was the key he needed. Those patterns he’d been taught… the fools using them thought of them as nothing but exercises, completely missing the fact that they were the means of reaching higher and more distant levels of ability. It was something Vallant wanted to look into more thoroughly, but right now there was something more pressing which had to be done.

Oh gee, yes, you've been so busy. It's not like you guys had days and days of waiting and waiting in-between those final 1-v-1 rounds of the competition to practice as individuals and as a Blending to look into stuff like this at all.

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Using a variation of one of the patterns, Vallant was able to get a grip on the oily liquid. Transferring it to the companion water barrel on the outside, then returning pure water, took very little time, but the process had to be repeated ten times. Then Vallant checked the entire camp for other containers which might hold water, and found more than a dozen waterskins. Most of them were either attached to saddles or stowed under wagon seats, and Vallant quickly exchanged their contents as well.

Forget the lethe; Vallant could have put all the guards to sleep just by narrating to them like this.

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“What’s wrong?” Meerk suddenly asked in a whisper. “It’s taking so long … aren’t you able to find a way to do it? We’ve got to get out of here before the rain starts.”

“We can leave right now,” Vallant whispered back, feeling more exhilarated than tired. “It’s all done, except for those waterskins containin’ alcohol rather than water. There were just a few of them, and hopefully their owners don’t start to drain them first thing in the mornin’.”

“You did the waterskins too?” Meerk asked, looking startled. “I hadn’t expected—Well, that was really good work. Let’s get back now.”

That's it. That's the expedition. There were no difficulties to overcome. They didn't make any mistakes. There weren't any surprise factors that they didn't account for that posed unexpected problems.

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Vallant nodded and carefully followed Meerk back toward the horses, all the while wondering why the man had been surprised. He’d made a point of saying that Vallant was supposed to be a High talent, and shouldn’t a High talent be expected to do a thorough job?

Considering that Green herself is totally unclear on the differentiation between Lows, Middles, and Highs in any of the aspects, I don't blame Meerk for being surprised.

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Unless Meerk had had something else in mind …

Like hoping that Vallant would fail when they needed him the most. Vallant untied his horse and mounted silently, doing nothing to show the agitation suddenly in his thoughts. Their aim all along had been to free Lorand and Jovvi, but suddenly Meerk appeared to have an objective of his own. And, since he seemed to have been hoping for Vallant’s failure, that objective could only have Tamrissa at its center.

While their horses picked a careful way through the woods and back to the road, Vallant deliberately kept himself from glancing at Meerk. He’d been fully aware of the burly man’s attraction to Tamrissa, but since nothing overt had been said or done, Vallant had let the matter ride. Now …

:ughh:

I want you to imagine just how much better this chapter would have read if we had had this suspicion in the back of Vallant's mind, throwing a shadow of doubt on everything Meerk says and does throughout this scene, and how much better developed the tension between these two characters would have been as a result.

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Now it was time to wonder if Meerk hadn’t decided to sacrifice Lorand and Jovvi, which could very well make Tamrissa more available. If there was no Blending for Tamrissa to be a part of, and if Vallant were exposed as less than what he was supposed to be… But there had been those words between him and Tamrissa, and he hadn’t been exposed as less, so what would the plan be now?

And just how reliable would Meerk be tomorrow, when they made the real effort to free their groupmates … ?

You drugged everybody, bud, so nothing is going to go wrong. Because Green.

Summary:

Day 28
Our Heroes spend a lot of time bemoaning that traveling sucks. The next inn only has two rooms available because Green needed a Plot Reason to incite Yet Another Valissa blow-up. Two of them, actually. Alsin returns from scouting to report that the captives are being drugged with lethe, a liquid sedative he's hoping Vallant can switch out with the convoy guards' water supplies. To Tamrissa's anger and Rion and Naran's shock, Vallant confirms that's a-okay by him because he didn't really lose his talent after all. And now Tamrissa and Vallant have butted heads THREE WHOLE TIMES this chapter and surely there's no possible way Green could ever get these two True Soulmates back together, woe is us, whatever shall we do?

Go on the Blendingverse's most boring covert mission, apparently, because Alsin and Vallant just stroll on up to the convoy's camp and Vallant switches all of their water with lethe with zero issues.

Counts so far:

NAMED ON-SCREEN CHARACTERS WHO WE'LL NEVER SEE AGAIN: 55 (24 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Mildon Coll, Phor Riven, Jeris Womal, Eldra Sappin, Fod, Lord Astrath, Torrin Ro, Vish "the Fish", Jamrin, Hark, Reshin, Fellar, Ennis, Vosin, Parli Hafford, Regensi, Weeks, Adept Aminto, Mem Follil, Toblis, Kogrin, Lemmis Admen, Miklas
Book 2: Nialla, Emar Rumil, Leta Vas, Grami Arstin, Deever, Pracer, Oshin, Arnot, Morin, Rilin, Kinge, Lomad, Worlen, Lidim, Arkow, Odrin
Book 3: Damilla Sytoss, Edril Lanton, Carmad Lestrin (minor spoiler - sorry, you're not going to see him again), Relana, Lord Anglard, Lord Fortner Oplis, Glindil
Book 4: Fasher, Wirn, Bowes, Ditras, Rovelon, Lord Advisor Velim Shoons, Lord Advisor Ephaim Noll, Jomsin

TOTALLY INDISTINCT ON-SCREEN LOCATIONS: 38 (9 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3)
Book 1: Rincammon, Haven Wraithside, Tamrissa's house in Gan Garee, Port Entril, testing facility in Gan Garee, Regensi's shop, Ginge's tavern, Magross bridge, mastery facility outside Gan Garee
Book 2: Nialla's house, Vas residence, Weil residence, Arstin residence in Gan Garee, dining parlor near Tamrissa's house, shop near dining parlor, Naran's "house", noble antagonists' residence, the Seated Five's palace, the ballroom inside the palace
Book 3: a courtroom, an ampitheatre, Relana's house, Ollon Kapmar's house, Eltrina's house, a random noble's house, High Lord Embisson Ruhl's house, a random park, the amphitheatre
Book 4: Bedroom in Lord Lanir's house, Mardimil house in Gan Garee, Eltrina's disappointing sex dungeon closet, "small" dining room in Lord Lanir's house, Zolind's house, outside Lord Lanir's house, Meerk's secret warehouse, conference room near the throne room, an inn on the road west from Gandistra, an even crummier inn on the road west from Gandistra, the convoy's camp along some random place on the road west

MEALS ON-SCREEN: 38 (15 in Book 1; 9 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Day 1 (lunch, dinner), Day 2 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 3 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 4 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 5 (lunch, dinner), Day 6 (breakfast, lunch)
Book 2: Day 6 (dinner), Day 7 (post-mastery snack, dinner), Day 8 (breakfast, post-competition snack, dinner), Day 9 (breakfast, lunch, canapés at the masked reception at the palace)
Book 3: Day 10 (breakfast, dinner), Day 11 (lunch, dinner), Day 12 (breakfast x2), Day 22 (breakfast)
Book 4: Day 23 (lunch, a late afternoon bite, dinner), Day 25: (breakfast x2, dinner), Day 28: (dinner)

EUPHEMISMS FOR BODY PARTS/SEX ACTS: 28 (9 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3; 1 in Book 4)
Male: <character name>'s body (x2), discomfort (x1), manhood (x1), desire (x3), renewed need (x1), large and hard, the most perfect of men (x1), dignity (x1), conflagration raging inside (1x), his privates (x1), him (x2)
Female: womanhood (x2), entrance of ultimate bliss (x1), desire (x2), incredible tunnel (x1), womanflesh (x1), body (x1)
Sex acts: merged/merged our essences (x4), shared themselves/sharing (x2), exercise (x1), entering/entered (x3), fuse their flesh (x1), physical love (x1)
Orgasm: (ultimate) ecstasy (x2)

TERMS OF ENDEARMENT: 19 (3 in Book 1; 13 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
Male: love (x4), my fleeting love (x1), my lord (x5), my beloved lord (x3), my love (x1)
Female: sweet girl (x1), my sweet (x1), sweetling (x1), my love (x2), sweet lady (x1), precious lady (x1)

ANTAGONISTS: 36 (11 introduced in Book 1; 20 introduced in Book 2; 3 introduced in Book 3)
General: Unnamed Chairman/Ollon Kapmar (?) and the five Seated Highs in each aspect, Eltrina Razas, Bron Kallan, Selendi Vas, Homin Weil, Kambil Arstin, Delin Moord, group wearing gold and blue costumes at the ball (Adriari's Blending), Simin Dolf, Embisson Ruhl, Zolind Maylock, Ephaim Noll
Lorand: Eskin Drowd, group of mystery thugs who hold Hat's gambling debts Meerk, Hestir, Morin
Jovvi: Allestine and her henchmen Ark and Bar, Genovir, Algus
Clarion: Hallina Mardimil, Eskin Drowd, Padril, Arnot
Tamrissa: Storn and Avrina Torgar, Beldara Lant, Odrin Hallasser, Soonen, Gerdol, Lanir (who is the Seated High in Fire magic and he's just made it personal)
Vallant: Mirra Agran and her parents, Wimand, Rilir, Alsin Meerk

PLOTHOLES: 135 (39 in Book 1; 23 in Book 2; 56 in Book 3)
COACH RIDES: 68 (21 in Book 1; 25 in Book 2; 10 in Book 3)
MEETINGS IN COACHES: 20 (4 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 4 in Book 3)
OTHER MEETINGS: 40 (3 in Book 1; 12 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
INTERRUPTED MONOLOGUING: 144 (31 in Book 1; 31 in Book 2; 34 in Book 3)
"CLIFFHANGERS": 75 (18 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 30 in Book 3)
POINTLESS TAMRISSA NARRATION: 14 (11 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
TEA DRINKING: 87 (22 in Book 1; 26 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
BLATANT MORALIZING: 42 (19 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 11 in Book 3)
BATH SCENES: 15 (9 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
WILFUL MISUNDERSTANDINGS: 12 (6 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
MIND CONTROL: 26 (5 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 15 in Book 3)
BADLY WRITTEN SEX SCENES: 14, including 4 rape scenes (2 in Book 1; 4 in Book 2, including 1 rape scene; 6 in Book 3, including 1 rape scene; 2 in Book 4, 2 of which are rape scenes)
DON'T EAT THAT: 1 (1 in Book 3)
SPIRIT MAGIC/PUREDAN RETCONS: 1 (1 in Book 3)

REPETITIVE POV EVENTS:
  • Oh noes, a fireball (Book 1: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
  • Pass or die (Book 1: Chapters 6, 7, 8, 9, 10)
  • Bathroom encounters (Book 1: Chapters 11, 12, 13, 14, 15)
  • Don't rain on my parade! (Book 1: Chapters 19, 20)
  • Uniform fitting (Book 1: Chapters 20, 21)
  • Random encounters: Round 1 (Book 1: Chapters 25, 32, 33, 35, 38), Round 2 (Book 2: Chapter 21, 31, 33, 34, 35, 37, 40, 42), Round 3 (Book 3: Chapter 25, 26, 27, 36), Round 4 (Book 3: Chapter 40)
  • One, two, three, four, five (Book 1: Chapters 28, 29, 30, 31, 34, 35)
  • A favorite object appears out of thin air (Book 1: Chapters 36, 37 x2, 38)
  • Proof of mastery: Level 1 (Book 1: Chapters 39, 40, 41, 42, 43; Book 2: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 18, 19), Level 2 (Book 2: 22, 23, 24, 25, 26)
  • Animal cheer squad (Book 2: Chapters 1, 4, 5, 22, 24)
  • Hey I just figured out magical radar (Book 2: Chapter 15/Lorand; Book 3: Chapter 6/Jovvi, Book 3: Chapter 28/Rion; Chapter 30/Tamrissa; Chapter 39/Vallant)
  • Foot races: (Book 2: Chapters 31, 32, 33, 34, 35)
  • You won! (Book 2: Chapter 38, 39)
  • Sex bingo (Book 2: Chapter 14, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 2: Chapter 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 41, Rion/Naran; Book 3: Chapters 11, Jovvi/Rion; 28, Lorand/Tamrissa; 29, Vallant/Jovvi; 40, Vallant/Tamrissa)
  • Will it Blend? (Book 3: Chapter 15, 17, 18, 19, 20)
  • Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? (Book 1: Chapters 27, Rion/Jovvi; 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 13, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 3: Chapters 4, Tamrissa/Lorand; 11, Jovvi/Rion; 21, Tamrissa/Lorand; 22, Jovvi/Vallant)
  • Where/who am I?? (Book 3/Book 4: Chapter 49/Chapter 1, 5 times)
  • Oh, I am a prisoner (Book 4: Chapter 2, Tamrissa; Chapter 3, Rion/Vallant)
  • FREEEEEDOOOOM! (Book 4: Chapter 6, Tamrissa; Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)
  • I'm nothing without my talent (Book 4: Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)

Possible fixes:
I am endlessly frustrated by how Green's execution constantly falls flat.

This could have been a perfectly good scene! She's set up the Tamrissa/Vallant/Alsin conflict and later on, we're going to see Vallant and Alsin fight it out. The nuances of the Vallant/Alsin are all there—it's even flat out stated by another character later on—but we just never get to explore it.

Every single time we could have had depth, we get shallowness instead.

Fixes, in order of priority:
  • Find a distinctive voice for Vallant and rewrite every single line to reflect this
  • Make the focal point of the scene how Vallant feels about Alsin. There's so much character conflict to mine here: as far as Vallant knows, Alsin's the guy who has saved their collective butts; he's a formidable person who leads an underground commoner resistance organization; he's also interested in Tamrissa and has not been shy about it; additionally, he's seen Vallant at his absolute worst and weakest and just witnessed the fight Vallant had with Tamrissa. This whole chapter should be Vallant going about testing Alsin's worthiness as a rival, as an ally, and as a person.
  • The questions that Vallant should be asking and making a decision on by the end of the chapter: who is this guy? Does he have skills? What are his intentions with respect to me and my Blendingmates and Tamrissa? How genuine is he? How far can I trust him? Is he a threat? A rival? A temporary ally? A peer? A potential friend?
  • Set up the promise/progress/payoff markers with respect to the main plot element of "switch the lethe and water" better. There's a skills gap: make "Vallant doesn't know how to ride" actually cause problems, either on the way there or on the way out. There's an enemy camp: make getting in more complicated than "being super quiet while walking past the not very alert sentry". There's a magical task to be performed that we're not sure if we can do: make that harder to figure out than "use a pattern". Meerk doesn't think Vallant can do it and Vallant thinks Meerk is hoping for him to fail and might possibly be willing to sacrifice some of them along the way for the sake of "winning" Tamrissa: make THIS the main suspense element; poo poo keeps going wrong or the intel turns out to be bad and Vallant isn't sure whether or not that's down to potential treachery.
Reading this chapter is like watching bad improv. Green keeps introducing interesting obstacles and then is too attached to her characters to not let poo poo go wrong and so immediately takes the potential complication off the table.

:bang: :bang: :bang: :bang: :bang:

I'm not even talking about introducing a complication and having it resolved in the same chapter after some difficulty! Vallant literally goes "oh poo poo, nobody's ever tried to manipulate liquid that's not water before, who knows if this is even possible?!??!??!!" and in the next few paras, he's like "oh sweet, there's One Weird Trick so easy as, let me just show off by doing an absolute overkill on the mission objective".

:ughh:

Maigius
Jun 29, 2013


Wait, isn't a known and relatively common thing that skilled Water Magic users can disburse the urine from their bladders? That's technically a non-water liquid being moved by a water magic user.

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today

Maigius posted:

Wait, isn't a known and relatively common thing that skilled Water Magic users can disburse the urine from their bladders? That's technically a non-water liquid being moved by a water magic user.

You remembered Vallant and Pagin's little powwow in the bathroom at the palace from a whole two books ago!

Green's worldbuilding is full of so many holes that I'm not entirely sure whether when that happens Water magic users are actually removing the H2O only or whether it's all the liquid, including anything dissolved in it. Presumably the latter, because otherwise surely Water magic users who are too lazy to physically pee would die from the accumulation of toxins in the body, and therefore the degree to which a Water magic user can manipulate a liquid totally depends on how much H2O exists in the chemical composition judging by how Vallant thinks the lethe mixture is "slippery".

I have now just spent way more time than Green ever did in thinking about this particular mechanic in the Blendingverse's magic system.

(Also I have not forgotten about the Let's Read; I am just flailing around trying to get to two books published before the end of the year and massively stressing. Thanks for being patient—I will do more chapters soon!)

Leng fucked around with this message at 04:53 on Oct 24, 2023

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today
Hi, hello, this Let's Read is still alive. Sorry for the sporadic posting:

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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

“My lords and ladies, thank you for coming to this meeting,” Kambil said, smiling gravely at the assembled throng.

Oh god, please no. Not another meeting. First thing on the agenda is gonna be tea, I'm sure.

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“If you’ve all gotten refreshments, we can move on to the reason why you’re here.”

Kambil paused to look around, but no one jumped up to refill a teacup or snatch a finger cake.

TEA.

quote:

In point of fact most of his audience looked as though they would be happier with a drink a good deal stronger than tea. The rest looked as though they would be happiest away from the palace completely, but that desire they weren’t about to be granted. They all currently sat in a medium-sized audience room, with guest chairs arranged more or less casually across the floor. Seating for the Five was on a slightly raised dais, and just now only two of those seats were filled.

Blandest conference room ever. I am continually disappointed by how lacklustre Green's settings are.

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“Lord Bron and I are meeting with all of you today because of the disturbing news which has been coming to us over the last few days,” Kambil continued. “Our public Seating ceremony was sparsely attended as far as Advisory representation—your superiors—was concerned, and at first we felt hurt. Then, when we discovered that those who were missing were missing from their homes and offices as well, we grew concerned. Does anyone here have any idea what could have become of them?”

Quite a lot of shifting and throat-clearing went on at that point, but the congregation of secretaries and assistants to the former Advisors seemed to have nothing to say. Kambil exchanged a glance with Bron, who showed the same sober visage that Kambil did, then he sighed audibly.

“At this point, I don’t think I’d mind hearing that they were all off picnicking somewhere,” he commented, making no effort to control anyone in the group. There were other Spirit magic users present, some of them fairly strong Middles. … “You don’t happen to think that that’s where they are?”

None of those other Spirit magic users will be effectual whatsoever.

quote:

A large number of heads shook in response to that, some with smiles, but still no words. Most of them were terrified for one reason or another, and Kambil had to bring them past that.

“It pains me to tell you this, but three of the missing have been located,” he announced, putting as much sympathy and personal angst into the words as possible. “One was murdered in front of witnesses and under rather bizarre circumstances, and the other two were victims of ordinary accidents. I’ll tell you frankly that we don’t like the sound of any of it, and we’ve sent representatives out to investigate.”

Still thinking that a procedural magical detectives series would've been more interesting than the story we got.

quote:

“If we’re going to be frank, let’s be blunt as well,” Bron put in, also looking around at the group seated with them. “We expected to lean rather heavily on the advice of those long experienced men, but suddenly they’re gone and we’re left twisting in the wind. If someone considered it a good idea to do away with all those innocent people just to make us look bad, they won’t think as much of the idea once we catch up to them—and that I promise you.”

“Surely no one here could be part of something like that, Bron,” Kambil said once the muttering comments had died down a bit. The combination of the suggestion and Bron’s grim attitude concerning it had affected their audience positively, the first step past their resistance that Kambil had been trying for.

Bron's just told a flat out lie and none of the apparently fairly strong Middles in Spirit magic have caught on to it.

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“There may or may not be someone out to do us harm,” Kambil went on, “but nevertheless people are being hurt and killed. I agree that we have to get to the bottom of the mystery, and that’s one of the main reasons we asked you here. You people are the ones who worked most closely with the men who are missing and dead. Isn’t there anything any of you can tell us to make the search a bit easier? If what you say points us in the right direction, please be assured that our gratitude will be golden and weighty.”

That caused even more muttered comments, so Kambil left his seat on the dais and went to the tea service to refill his cup. Giving their audience a chance to think things over and find what to tell them about would only be an unimportant beginning. If someone powerful and dangerous was named as a suspect and it became necessary to remove that person, finding “evidence” implicating him in one or more deaths or disappearances would not be difficult.

This is it. This is the height of the politicking that we will ever see in this series.

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But the search for the supposed guilty was only an excuse for bringing in these people. Before the meeting ended he and Bron and Selendi and Homin would have private meetings scheduled with each of them, firstly to find out what their employers were involved in, and secondly to choose those who would continue the work. The ideal candidate would be capable of handling matters alone, but not so ambitious that he or she would put private concerns before those of the Five. He would have to make the final selections, Kambil knew, but first the others would help with the weeding out.

Once his cup was refilled, Kambil turned and walked slowly back to his place on the dais. Some of those in the audience seemed ready to make “helpful” suggestions, and he was more than ready to listen. Bron, too, had noticed the change in attitude, and he therefore exchanged a satisfied glance with Kambil as Kambil resumed his seat.

For the next hour he and Bron listened attentively as more and more suspicions and accusations were voiced, but there was no need to try to remember all of it. Kambil had arranged for transcribers to listen in to what was said, and a complete and accurate report of the meeting would be available later. But each new person or subject mentioned brought comments from some of those who hadn’t yet spoken, until at the end of the hour the entire group was almost to the point of fighting for the chance to speak.

I don't know about you, but this seems like the worst way to go about the process, even if the point of this search for a suspect is a sham.

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“My lords and ladies, please!” Kambil was finally forced to interrupt, holding up a soothing hand. “You’ll all have the chance to tell us everything you think we should know, but this isn’t the best way of doing it.

...so why did you set it up this way if you're trying to appear competent?

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You’ll all be given appointments with one of our Five for later today or tomorrow, and if more time is required than we’ve scheduled, we’ll simply reschedule. I’ll call the clerks in now, and those of you on the list for this afternoon will remain. The rest of you can return home, until the messengers come with the times of your appointments. Thank you for—”

“Excellency, please excuse my interrupting, but I believe I have information you should be given right now.”

The man who had stood to speak looked determined, but his mind quivered with nervousness. Kambil felt tempted to dismiss him with a reprimand, but the man’s thoughts said he believed he spoke the truth.

Hi Rimen!

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“I’m afraid I don’t place you, sir,” Kambil said after a moment, feeling the man’s immediate extreme relief. “Please introduce yourself and tell us what you consider so important.”

“Thank you, Excellency,” he said with a bow, forcibly keeping himself from babbling. “I am Lord Rimen Howser, and I’m in charge of certain… delicate matters for Lord Embisson Ruhl. Have you been told that Lord Embisson was viciously attacked by thieves, and now lies badly hurt at home?”

“No, we weren’t,” Kambil replied with complete honesty, frowning as he exchanged another glance with Bron. “We were so preoccupied with the Advisors … Did I say that this has definitely gotten out of hand? Do go on.”

“Excellency, I would be pleased to, but I feel that this topic should be reserved for your ears alone,” Rimen replied at once. “With your permission, of course.”

“We’ll rely on your judgment, Lord Rimen,” Kambil agreed, deciding that privacy could only be a small wasted effort if the man exaggerated. “Please remain here after the others leave. As for the rest of you, thank you again for your cooperation.”

That was a dismissal none of them could ignore, so they rose, bowed or curtsied, then headed for the door. The clerks would separate out those who were on the schedule for that afternoon, but the first of the interviews would have to wait.

“All right, Lord Rimen, we’re alone now,” Kambil pointed out once the door was closed behind the last of the others. “Just what delicate matters are you in charge of for Lord Embisson?”

“It’s my responsibility, Excellency, to arrange the transportation out of Gan Garee for those candidates for High practitioner who pass the tests.” Rimen now spoke without circumlocution, and Kambil was able to appreciate his earlier reticence. “Not everyone is aware of this practice, you understand, nor do they question the absence of such hopefuls except for when and where they’re needed. Starting speculation about where they’re sent would be completely contrary to everyone’s best interests.”

This is one of the few plot developments that Green doesn't mishandle. I only wish there were more of them!

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“That’s quite true, Lord Rimen,” Kambil agreed, wondering if the man would prove to be someone he could use to good purpose—without being controlled. “And what have you learned in the course of this task that you feel we should know?”

“Allow me to begin the tale from the beginning,” he said, coming forward to take one of the chairs closest to the dais. “Some days ago I sent out our last convoy, but had to do so with one of its scheduled passengers missing. One of the fools charged with seeing to the segments until the time of their departure had ‘misplaced’ one of them, but he insisted that it wasn’t his fault. Lady Eltrina Razas had taken a fancy to the man, and once he was drugged she insisted on ‘borrowing’ the segment until it was time for him to leave.”

“Lady Eltrina Razas,” Bron interrupted in a musing tone.

:psyduck: Why would you write "interrupted int a musing tone" when you could have signified that by actually cutting off Rimen's line of dialogue with an em dash and then use "Bron mused"?!

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“For some reason her name sounds familiar, and I have the oddest conviction that it has something to do with the competitions.”

“It does,” Rimen agreed with a cool smile. “Lady Eltrina was in charge of the challenging Blendings which the animals formed, and that was where she saw the one named Ro. He apparently impressed her so greatly that—”

“Just a moment!” Kambil said sharply, no longer worrying about the length of the tale Rimen meant to tell. “Did you say Ro, as in Vallant Ro? One of the five who faced us in the final competition?”

“Well… yes,” Rimen acknowledged, suddenly looking less sure of himself. “You have my word that everything was perfectly in order, just as it was with the other two members of his group who were already in the wagons. I—”

“I don’t believe this,” Bron said, turning his head to Kambil. “When they were carried off the sands I assumed it was to have their throats cut in private. It was difficult to imagine anyone not knowing how dangerous they were, but apparently I overestimated the intelligence of those who were in charge. They actually let those people live!”

“I know exactly how you feel,” Kambil said, furious anger beginning to rise inside him as he turned back to Rimen. “Give us the details quickly, and without extraneous comment!”

“I went to Lady Eltrina’s house, and forced her to admit that Ro was no longer in her possession,” Rimen said immediately in obedience, the words falling over one another. “She said it was the female claimed by Lord Lanir who had stolen Ro, so I went to Lord Lanir’s secondary estate and found him mindless from burnout. After that I went to Lady Hallina Mardimil’s town house, and found that she’d left for Haven Wraithside—but without her son, whom she, too, had claimed. I came to the conclusion that all three of them had escaped restraint, but could not find anyone to report to. Please forgive me, Excellency—!”

By then Kambil was on his feet, turning the air blue with the foulest curses he could put tongue to. Three of the five members of the Blending stronger than theirs were free, when all the time he’d imagined them safely dead.

I would like you to imagine that instead of having to slog through the previous 21 chapters, we opened this book with this moment. It would have been so much better.

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“What about the other two?” Bron demanded harshly when Kambil paused for breath. “You said they were already in that convoy of yours, but are you certain? Could they have been carried off without your knowledge?”

“Absolutely not,” Rimen denied, his mind confirming the assertion. “I sent the convoy on its way before going after Ro, and all the other segments were precisely where they were supposed to be.”

“That means the three on the loose could be following the convoy,” Bron said, also now on his feet. “I have no idea how they would have found out about it, but we can’t assume they didn’t. If they aren’t hiding out somewhere in the city, they could be following the convoy. Where is it headed, and what sort of place is it?”

“I—I have no idea,” Rimen stuttered, now even more frightened. “I send the convoys off in the direction I’m told to, but only the captains of the escorts know the location of their final destinations. This one headed west…”

“Turn out every member of the guard,” Kambil growled to Bron, trying to ignore the chill which threatened to spread along his intestines. “I want the entire city searched, but I also want guardsmen sent after that convoy. Those people have to be found!”

Bron nodded curtly and headed for the door, and after a moment Kambil strode after him. This couldn’t be happening, not now! Not when they were just about to make everything turn out right! Curse those five, curse them! They might still be living now, but once the guard caught up to them it would be with orders to destroy them on sight!



Summary:

Day 28
Our Heroes spend a lot of time bemoaning that traveling sucks. The next inn only has two rooms available because Green needed a Plot Reason to incite Yet Another Valissa blow-up. Two of them, actually. Alsin returns from scouting to report that the captives are being drugged with lethe, a liquid sedative he's hoping Vallant can switch out with the convoy guards' water supplies. To Tamrissa's anger and Rion and Naran's shock, Vallant confirms that's a-okay by him because he didn't really lose his talent after all. And now Tamrissa and Vallant have butted heads THREE WHOLE TIMES this chapter and surely there's no possible way Green could ever get these two True Soulmates back together, woe is us, whatever shall we do?

Go on the Blendingverse's most boring covert mission, apparently, because Alsin and Vallant just stroll on up to the convoy's camp and Vallant switches all of their water with lethe with zero issues.

Meanwhile, Kambil and co discover that Tamrissa and co are not, in fact, dead and release the hounds guardsmen.

Counts so far:

NAMED ON-SCREEN CHARACTERS WHO WE'LL NEVER SEE AGAIN: 55 (24 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Mildon Coll, Phor Riven, Jeris Womal, Eldra Sappin, Fod, Lord Astrath, Torrin Ro, Vish "the Fish", Jamrin, Hark, Reshin, Fellar, Ennis, Vosin, Parli Hafford, Regensi, Weeks, Adept Aminto, Mem Follil, Toblis, Kogrin, Lemmis Admen, Miklas
Book 2: Nialla, Emar Rumil, Leta Vas, Grami Arstin, Deever, Pracer, Oshin, Arnot, Morin, Rilin, Kinge, Lomad, Worlen, Lidim, Arkow, Odrin
Book 3: Damilla Sytoss, Edril Lanton, Carmad Lestrin (minor spoiler - sorry, you're not going to see him again), Relana, Lord Anglard, Lord Fortner Oplis, Glindil
Book 4: Fasher, Wirn, Bowes, Ditras, Rovelon, Lord Advisor Velim Shoons, Lord Advisor Ephaim Noll, Jomsin

TOTALLY INDISTINCT ON-SCREEN LOCATIONS: 38 (9 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3)
Book 1: Rincammon, Haven Wraithside, Tamrissa's house in Gan Garee, Port Entril, testing facility in Gan Garee, Regensi's shop, Ginge's tavern, Magross bridge, mastery facility outside Gan Garee
Book 2: Nialla's house, Vas residence, Weil residence, Arstin residence in Gan Garee, dining parlor near Tamrissa's house, shop near dining parlor, Naran's "house", noble antagonists' residence, the Seated Five's palace, the ballroom inside the palace
Book 3: a courtroom, an ampitheatre, Relana's house, Ollon Kapmar's house, Eltrina's house, a random noble's house, High Lord Embisson Ruhl's house, a random park, the amphitheatre
Book 4: Bedroom in Lord Lanir's house, Mardimil house in Gan Garee, Eltrina's disappointing sex dungeon closet, "small" dining room in Lord Lanir's house, Zolind's house, outside Lord Lanir's house, Meerk's secret warehouse, conference room near the throne room, an inn on the road west from Gandistra, an even crummier inn on the road west from Gandistra, the convoy's camp along some random place on the road west

MEALS ON-SCREEN: 38 (15 in Book 1; 9 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Day 1 (lunch, dinner), Day 2 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 3 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 4 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 5 (lunch, dinner), Day 6 (breakfast, lunch)
Book 2: Day 6 (dinner), Day 7 (post-mastery snack, dinner), Day 8 (breakfast, post-competition snack, dinner), Day 9 (breakfast, lunch, canapés at the masked reception at the palace)
Book 3: Day 10 (breakfast, dinner), Day 11 (lunch, dinner), Day 12 (breakfast x2), Day 22 (breakfast)
Book 4: Day 23 (lunch, a late afternoon bite, dinner), Day 25: (breakfast x2, dinner), Day 28: (dinner)

EUPHEMISMS FOR BODY PARTS/SEX ACTS: 28 (9 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3; 1 in Book 4)
Male: <character name>'s body (x2), discomfort (x1), manhood (x1), desire (x3), renewed need (x1), large and hard, the most perfect of men (x1), dignity (x1), conflagration raging inside (1x), his privates (x1), him (x2)
Female: womanhood (x2), entrance of ultimate bliss (x1), desire (x2), incredible tunnel (x1), womanflesh (x1), body (x1)
Sex acts: merged/merged our essences (x4), shared themselves/sharing (x2), exercise (x1), entering/entered (x3), fuse their flesh (x1), physical love (x1)
Orgasm: (ultimate) ecstasy (x2)

TERMS OF ENDEARMENT: 19 (3 in Book 1; 13 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
Male: love (x4), my fleeting love (x1), my lord (x5), my beloved lord (x3), my love (x1)
Female: sweet girl (x1), my sweet (x1), sweetling (x1), my love (x2), sweet lady (x1), precious lady (x1)

ANTAGONISTS: 36 (11 introduced in Book 1; 20 introduced in Book 2; 3 introduced in Book 3)
General: Unnamed Chairman/Ollon Kapmar (?) and the five Seated Highs in each aspect, Eltrina Razas, Bron Kallan, Selendi Vas, Homin Weil, Kambil Arstin, Delin Moord, group wearing gold and blue costumes at the ball (Adriari's Blending), Simin Dolf, Embisson Ruhl, Zolind Maylock, Ephaim Noll
Lorand: Eskin Drowd, group of mystery thugs who hold Hat's gambling debts Meerk, Hestir, Morin
Jovvi: Allestine and her henchmen Ark and Bar, Genovir, Algus
Clarion: Hallina Mardimil, Eskin Drowd, Padril, Arnot
Tamrissa: Storn and Avrina Torgar, Beldara Lant, Odrin Hallasser, Soonen, Gerdol, Lanir (who is the Seated High in Fire magic and he's just made it personal)
Vallant: Mirra Agran and her parents, Wimand, Rilir, Alsin Meerk

PLOTHOLES: 135 (39 in Book 1; 23 in Book 2; 56 in Book 3)
COACH RIDES: 68 (21 in Book 1; 25 in Book 2; 10 in Book 3)
MEETINGS IN COACHES: 20 (4 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 4 in Book 3)
OTHER MEETINGS: 41 (3 in Book 1; 12 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
INTERRUPTED MONOLOGUING: 144 (31 in Book 1; 31 in Book 2; 34 in Book 3)
"CLIFFHANGERS": 75 (18 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 30 in Book 3)
POINTLESS TAMRISSA NARRATION: 14 (11 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
TEA DRINKING: 89 (22 in Book 1; 26 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
BLATANT MORALIZING: 42 (19 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 11 in Book 3)
BATH SCENES: 15 (9 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
WILFUL MISUNDERSTANDINGS: 12 (6 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
MIND CONTROL: 26 (5 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 15 in Book 3)
BADLY WRITTEN SEX SCENES: 14, including 4 rape scenes (2 in Book 1; 4 in Book 2, including 1 rape scene; 6 in Book 3, including 1 rape scene; 2 in Book 4, 2 of which are rape scenes)
DON'T EAT THAT: 1 (1 in Book 3)
SPIRIT MAGIC/PUREDAN RETCONS: 1 (1 in Book 3)

REPETITIVE POV EVENTS:
  • Oh noes, a fireball (Book 1: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
  • Pass or die (Book 1: Chapters 6, 7, 8, 9, 10)
  • Bathroom encounters (Book 1: Chapters 11, 12, 13, 14, 15)
  • Don't rain on my parade! (Book 1: Chapters 19, 20)
  • Uniform fitting (Book 1: Chapters 20, 21)
  • Random encounters: Round 1 (Book 1: Chapters 25, 32, 33, 35, 38), Round 2 (Book 2: Chapter 21, 31, 33, 34, 35, 37, 40, 42), Round 3 (Book 3: Chapter 25, 26, 27, 36), Round 4 (Book 3: Chapter 40)
  • One, two, three, four, five (Book 1: Chapters 28, 29, 30, 31, 34, 35)
  • A favorite object appears out of thin air (Book 1: Chapters 36, 37 x2, 38)
  • Proof of mastery: Level 1 (Book 1: Chapters 39, 40, 41, 42, 43; Book 2: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 18, 19), Level 2 (Book 2: 22, 23, 24, 25, 26)
  • Animal cheer squad (Book 2: Chapters 1, 4, 5, 22, 24)
  • Hey I just figured out magical radar (Book 2: Chapter 15/Lorand; Book 3: Chapter 6/Jovvi, Book 3: Chapter 28/Rion; Chapter 30/Tamrissa; Chapter 39/Vallant)
  • Foot races: (Book 2: Chapters 31, 32, 33, 34, 35)
  • You won! (Book 2: Chapter 38, 39)
  • Sex bingo (Book 2: Chapter 14, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 2: Chapter 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 41, Rion/Naran; Book 3: Chapters 11, Jovvi/Rion; 28, Lorand/Tamrissa; 29, Vallant/Jovvi; 40, Vallant/Tamrissa)
  • Will it Blend? (Book 3: Chapter 15, 17, 18, 19, 20)
  • Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? (Book 1: Chapters 27, Rion/Jovvi; 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 13, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 3: Chapters 4, Tamrissa/Lorand; 11, Jovvi/Rion; 21, Tamrissa/Lorand; 22, Jovvi/Vallant)
  • Where/who am I?? (Book 3/Book 4: Chapter 49/Chapter 1, 5 times)
  • Oh, I am a prisoner (Book 4: Chapter 2, Tamrissa; Chapter 3, Rion/Vallant)
  • FREEEEEDOOOOM! (Book 4: Chapter 6, Tamrissa; Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)
  • I'm nothing without my talent (Book 4: Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)

Possible fixes:

I stand by what I said earlier.

Leng posted:

Possible fixes:
This is one of Green's better chapters, mainly because of Rimen. It's far more compelling than any of the protagonist POVs we've had to date. If you were gonna fix this book without rewriting the whole premise, what I think would make sense is:
  • Move Kambil's 3 POVs so far (using his Blending to murder Zolind, first meeting with the Advisors, second meeting with the Advisors, post Seating Ceremony) to the end of Book 3. That concludes the major tournament arc of "who will be the next Seated Five?" and sets an appropriately ominous tone for their reign
  • Delete all of the protagonist POVs so far. All of them. They don't tell us anything we don't already know about these guys and aren't interesting to read.
  • Open with this chapter and have the entire thing from Rimen's POV, instead of splitting it between Eltrina and Rimen.
It'd be a really efficient way to skip past the three repetitive escape sequences, set up just how scary High talents are and why the nobility are scared of having them running around uncontrolled, also introduce Meerk's organization quickly without getting bogged down in visiting their secret warehouse headquarters that we never got to explore and then Chapter 2 could cut straight to Our Heroes, on the road, trying to catch up to the convoy while dealing with their interpersonal drama and Vallant's inability to touch the power.

You could even end the Rimen POV with the same scene we see in Kambil's POV here—and it would be even more effective seeing Kambil's rage from Rimen's POV. And THEN you could cut to any one of the protagonists on the road with Meerk, at the inn, trying to come up with a game plan on how they're gonna try and rescue Jovvi and Lorand from this convoy, while Tamrissa and Vallant are no longer on speaking terms, and Vallant and Alsin are at odds with each other.

kaom
Jan 20, 2007


Tea really is the Blending drinking game, isn’t it? Amazing how consistent it is.

value-brand cereal
May 2, 2008

The book feels like it was invented just to have a physical printed book specifically and solely used as decor during house stagings to make the house look livable during real estate dealings. It's so.... nothing.

Also not to be as gross and edgy as this book, but I was reading The Anthropology of Childhood, Cherubs, Chattel, Changelings by David F. Lancy. There's a part in the book that goes over children in very impoverished, third world countries that don't really have a 'childhood' as far as first world, richer countries do. A lot of children are child laborers and trafficked, and those which run away from home due to abuse / trafficking often sell their bodies as a form of survival work while living with groups of other children in similar situations. Not sex work of course, children cannot consent and that's not what sex work is. Self-trafficking, I suppose the word is?

Anyways, my point is this is possible for the one Courtesan Woman character to have had a lovely childhood like that where she ran away from a caretaker who would traffick her. But again that's not really her character, is it? She's quite a carbon copy of the other women characters. There's nothing abut her character that suggests trauma from being trafficked as a child and adult. Much less any survival skills learned from such a childhood.

Also I was rereading Aliette De Bodard's 'Dominion of the Fallen' series and it occurs to me how well the use of color is in that book compared to this one. Silver for the morally grey love interest / group, red as blood and a symbol of power for the main colonizer character / group, orange as a scent, flavor, link to foreign countries, and distinct outlying indicator of a usurping party. What do we get in this book? Vague references to disco attire and that's it. Christ.

Well anyways, sorry my first post itt is grim. This book sucks but the let's read is great.

Also I think OP mentioned how complicated piano manufacturing was and how some character was a dck for breaking a piano? I looked up piano manufacturing videos on youtube and man, you were right. Absolutely massive amounts of labor going into just one of them. And that's no guarantee a pianist would enjoy playing that specific piano!

Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today

value-brand cereal posted:

The book feels like it was invented just to have a physical printed book specifically and solely used as decor during house stagings to make the house look livable during real estate dealings. It's so.... nothing.

The Thomas Canty art is great. I just wish the contents inside would match.

value-brand cereal posted:

Anyways, my point is this is possible for the one Courtesan Woman character to have had a lovely childhood like that where she ran away from a caretaker who would traffick her. But again that's not really her character, is it? She's quite a carbon copy of the other women characters. There's nothing abut her character that suggests trauma from being trafficked as a child and adult. Much less any survival skills learned from such a childhood.

Just wait until we get to the sequel trilogy when the one character trait that is distinct enough about Jovvi gets taken up by all the other characters.

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Leng
May 13, 2006

One song / Glory
One song before I go / Glory
One song to leave behind


No other road
No other way
No day but today
Happy new year!

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CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

It was raining the next morning, but Rion used his Air magic to put up a shield for all of us until we climbed into the coach.

I'm going to give Green some points for this line. Why? Because it's actually clear from the voice that we're in Tamrissa's POV again.

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Alsin and Vallant Ro had returned somewhat late the night before, and now Alsin was off again with Grath. Buying a horse for Alsin had depleted our funds even more, but they couldn’t very well ride double. Aside from the fact that Grath’s horse would have been too overburdened, someone would surely have noticed.

I find it so weird that Tamrissa refers to Vallant by his full name. And that horse and rider logistics is apparently important enough to open the chapter with.

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I settled myself on the coach seat, trying to think about nothing but what was ahead of us, but the turmoil in my mind refused to allow that. Last night… last night Vallant had said things I couldn’t just dismiss or forget, and even my dreams had been filled with uncertainty and distress. Vallant had acted badly toward me after I’d gotten him out of Eltrina Razas’s house, but—was that really the same as the way I’d treated him after he’d taken care of that drunk … ?

You're both terrible people.

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I looked out at the rain while everyone else took their places in the coach, listening to the silent argument in my head. That argument had been going on since last night, but neither side could be considered being even close to winning. Had I really been insisting that Vallant be perfect? I couldn’t remember doing that, but I could remember all the times he’d treated me as though I were helpless. If I’d managed to give that back to him for once, was it really the terrible thing he’d made it out to be?

Please can you focus on Mission Rescue Jovvi and Lorand instead of your angsty terrible romance.

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“Alsin said he would have Lidris increase the pace of the horses,” Rion told us as the coach began to move. “By noon we want to be as close as possible to the convoy without being discovered, so we can take advantage of the situation if the guards begin to doze. They’ll stop for the noon meal and to dose their captives, and by then we may even have help from the captives themselves.”

“But we’d better not count on that help,” Vallant said, looking out of his own window. “Even if the lingerin’ effects of the lethe doesn’t keep them from touchin’ the power, their minds may be too scattered for them to be effective.”

“Then we’ll accomplish their rescue by ourselves,” Rion said, clearly refusing to lose his determination. “No matter what happens or what anyone does to try to prevent it, our groupmates will be free again by tonight.”

Nobody in this carriage has any idea on how to have a proper planning session.

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“Rion, what will you do if the guardsmen aren’t as sleepy as they should be?” Naran suddenly asked, the question casual in an odd sort of way. “I mean, what if they’ve been drinking the sedative the way we want them to, but something has happened to make them more alert than usual? How will you get around that?”

DUNDUNDUN This Is Significant.

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“It could happen,” I said, interrupting Rion’s gentle pooh-poohing of the idea.

Why, Rion? You were so close to actually being a decent character.

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“If this is an area where they’ve learned they have to be especially alert, or if some wild animal’s tracks have been discovered, or if any one of another dozen things has happened, they may not be as sleepy as we expect. So Naran’s question is worth repeating: what will we do if that’s what we find?”

“All right, we’ll do the only thing we can,” Rion said, now conceding the need to make an alternate plan. “I’ll render any patrolling guards unconscious by taking away most of their air, and then do the same to any others who require a similar treatment. Beyond that, it’s up to you two.”

...so Rion listens to Tamrissa but not Naran?

:ughh:

Also, why do we go straight to choking out the guards? Like, yes, I know, this was the One Trick that the testing authority taught you, but seriously, Rion has the ability to make HARDENED AIR! He's used this skill before to make his own personal invisible gym equipment. I don't understand why you wouldn't just make like 50 invisible baseball bats and slug all the guards. Or just trap them in a giant invisible bubble of hardened air. Hell, he can make the hardened air opaque too, so why not just create a maze? This could've been such an awesome scene and I'm annoyed that Green isn't thinking about any of this stuff.

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“I think…maybe … I can do somethin’ more effective than druggin’ their water,” Vallant said slowly, now looking at Rion. “I’ve been thinkin’ about it, and it might not have been necessary to play with their drinkin’ water. That testin’ had me puttin’ water into really small containers, and last night I learned how to move the lethe around as easily as water. I don’t know if it’s possible, but maybe I can put the sedative directly into their bodies …”

“Without having to wait for them to drink it!” Rion said in delighted surprise.

A box, no matter how tiny, isn't really quite the same thing as spoilers for this chapter blood vessels.

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“What a marvelous idea! It is too bad that you didn’t think of it last night, but then you and Alsin would have had to take care of the captives all alone. Now that the rest of us are here to help… And what will you do, Tamrissa?”

“The only thing I can do,” I replied with a shrug. “I may have to spread myself a bit thin, but I’ll keep the guardsmen and drivers away from the wagons. We don’t want them threatening to kill our people to get us to surrender, so that means we’ll have to make our move only after all the wagons are empty of guardsmen and drivers.”

Fire magic is effectively the nuclear option here. It's noisy and destructive and therefore, since they want to be stealthy, shouldn't be used at all. But Green is too enamoured of the whole "timid woman is actually the literal firepower" thing so instead of giving this job to Rion, she gives it to Tamrissa. :doh:

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“It may not be too easy tellin’ that,” Vallant said with a frown. “If we miss seein’ one of them enterin’ a wagon, how will we know that he’s in there?”

“I’ve been thinking about that, and I may have an answer,” I replied, trying to fight off the urge to speak diffidently. “People who are awake and active should have a higher body temperature than those who are unconscious, so I ought to be able to tell that way. Once we get there and I can look around I’ll know better.”

Do I need to increment the counter for Tamrissa refining her magical radar? I think I do!

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“We all need that look around,” Rion said with a nod, taking Naran’s hand in order to stroke it. “And if we’re prepared against an eventuality that happens to come about, we’ll have Naran to thank for warning us.”

DUNDUNDUNDUNDUN.

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“No, silly, I didn’t do anything,” Naran protested with a pleased laugh. “I’m just used to thinking about the possibility of the worst thing happening, because it so often does. You three will be the ones to free the others, and I’m more than happy to just sit and watch you do it.”

Book 5 spoilers: "Oh help, they're onto me, better play the 'I'm totally useless' card!" which actually only works because the protagonists are all hella self-centered.

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They exchanged a brief kiss then, which immediately made me look out the window again. It wasn’t that I begrudged the happiness that Rion and Naran had together, it was simply that I couldn’t bear to watch it. I’d had something like that once, and I didn’t like to think that I might be responsible for having lost it.

Sorry to burst your bubble but Rion and Naran are not #relationshipgoals, Tamrissa. Also you and Vallant were NOWHERE close.

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Most of the morning disappeared behind the distraction of rampaging thoughts, and the silence in the coach did nothing to dispel those thoughts. The rain continued to fall in a way that said it would probably keep up for the rest of the day, and our more-rapid-than-usual progress along the road sent water sheeting up and away from us. We should have been damp and miserable because of the glassless windows of the coach, but I had the feeling that Rion was blocking out the rain. So that means we were simply not-damp and miserable, at least as far as I was concerned….

Rion continues to be the MVP here.

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“That’s Alsin just ahead,” Vallant said suddenly as the coach abruptly began to slow. “He’s wavin’, so he probably wants to talk to us.”

The fact that Vallant felt the need to interpret this super obvious action from Alsin is kinda hilarious. I recently reread some of the Narnia books with my daughter and C.S. Lewis really likes doing most of his description through dialogue and through that, building characterization. Green, though, is doing a piss poor job of using the same technique.

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The prospect of finally getting down to it made my heart pound a bit faster, but with anticipation rather than fear. If I’d had to sit there thinking for much longer, I probably would have ended up screaming in frustrated insanity. As it was the coach slowed to a stop, and Alsin rode up on Rion and Vallant’s side of the coach.

“We have a problem,” he announced without preamble, his face looking drawn as well as wet. “The guardsmen and drivers should be ready to nod off by now, but they’re not. In fact they look more wide-awake than ever, as if they’re expecting some sort of attack. If we go up against them now, there’s no telling what will happen.”

Be prepared for the world's worst response to this intel.

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“Yes there is,” I said at once, before any of the others could comment. “If we go up against them now, we’ll win the way we’re supposed to. If we don’t even try, I’ll probably be dead of old age before we do get around to it.”

:bang: :bang: :bang: :bang: :bang:

Tamrissa, you're an idiot. Also you sound EXACTLY like one of those nobles that you hate so much.

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“In other words, we’re goin’ ahead with it,” Vallant said as Rion’s expression told us he agreed with me. “We can’t afford to wait for a time when they’ll be less alert, because they may get to their destination before that happens. You do remember our discussin’ the matter last night?”

You guys too.

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“Yes, I remember,” Alsin conceded with a sigh. “I’m sure you’re right, but I’d be happier if we at least waited until tonight. Will waiting another half day make that much of a difference?”

“You tell us,” Rion put frankly, gazing calmly at Alsin.

“Can you guarantee that they won’t reach their destination before tonight? If so, I’m sure we’ll agree to wait. If not…”

“All right, you’ve made your point,” Alsin grumbled, now looking even more unhappy than he had. “The attack goes ahead as planned, even if it isn’t the best of times. The coach can take you a little closer to where the convoy has pulled off the road, but after that you’ll have to walk.”

OMFG. Why are you guys NOT SENDING OUT ADDITIONAL SCOUTS AND APPROACHING WITH CAUTION? Also, why didn't you tell Alsin about the crappy plan that you came up with on the way? And honestly, I can't tell the difference between your backup plan for the contingency of "oh no, the guards are unusually alert" and your original plan. They seem like one and the same to me.

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He turned his horse around and moved toward the front of the coach, and we could hear him saying something to our driver. After that we began to move again, and the four of us inside the coach exchanged glances. We really were about to do it, and once started there would be no turning back.

After about another half mile, the coach pulled to a stop again. Alsin was right there, and he dismounted as we all got out. I’d spoken quietly to Rion, so what we got out into was the pouring rain. Rion might need every bit of his strength for the coming confrontation, so wasting it on shielding us from the rain could end up being fatal instead of just silly. It would hardly kill us to get wet, not when we’d have no trouble drying off again—if we won.

Bit late to try and build suspense now. The pattern has been well established over the previous books: the more worried a protagonist is about the upcoming confrontation, the more of a letdown said confrontation is going to be. Yawn. Please just get this over with.

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Alsin tied his horse to the coach, then he led off into the woods. Just a short distance up the road it was possible to see the disturbance of the mud where a large number of wagons had turned off, so we followed silently into the trees. Letting them know we were there would have been stupid—assuming they didn’t already know. If I’d put people out on guard, they would have been people with the ability to know what the approach of other human beings felt or looked like.

That sounds like something competent people would do! Too bad none of the antagonists (or their minions) qualify.

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Naran had made no effort to go along with us, not when we might be needing to defend ourselves in just a few short minutes. Having someone else to protect in addition to ourselves could mean the difference between victory and defeat.

Not-spoilers: the margin of victory is so large that it really wouldn't have.

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It had been raining too long for it to be any drier under the trees. The grass under my feet kept trying to sink my shoes into the mud beneath, the bushes showered my clothes with water as I passed, and the leaves overhead dripped, dripped, dripped. It was the most exciting and enlivening time I’d ever had, which means I really had to work hard to control my excitement. I needed to be calm and in possession of myself….

I kind of like this belated attempt at giving Tamrissa some characterization, but the prose is just so flat here that I feel nothing.

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And then it came to me that I might be able to help us get closer without the sentries noticing us. In this weather the best sentries would have Fire magic as well as Earth magic, but there was nothing I could do about those with Earth magic. Fire magic, though, was another story….

"And then it came to me/him/her/them/it..."

Every. Single. loving. Time.

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“Hold up a minute,” I whispered to Alsin, causing him to pause in the cautious way he’d been advancing. We’d just passed Grath’s horse, tied to a tree, so the convoy couldn’t be all that far ahead. “Just how close are we now?”

“We’re almost there,” he answered in a return whisper, his face creased into a frown. “If you’ll just be patient—”

“No, no, I’m not being impatient,” I interrupted, wiping my face with one hand. “If we’re almost close enough to be detected, I think I can arrange a distraction.”

“Then go to it,” he said, losing the frown. “We’re almost close enough to step on them.”

I nodded to acknowledge that, then took a better grip on the power before sending out my ability. What I now used was the fingers of my talent, trying to touch with them what I couldn’t yet see. I didn’t know if it would work, but it couldn’t really hurt to try… especially if I… diffused the strength I used, making it hard to tell from which direction it came….

All these new ideas were something I wanted to think about, but right now there wasn’t time.

There was plenty of time before when you guys were sitting there, twiddling your thumbs, in the carriage doing NOTHING USEFUL.

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My searching fingers of talent had found something, and it took no more than a moment to understand what. There were a large number of sources of heat, the stronger sources undoubtedly horses. The lesser ones had to be the guardsmen and drivers, and the least were surely the captives. There was also a pattern of sorts to their placement, especially the one lesser source of heat closest to us. That must be Grath, watching them while Alsin brought us back.

There were other individual sources of heat ranged around the area where all the others were, and those must be the sentries. I could tell just where they were, so I picked two places, one on each of the far sides of the camp, and heated patches of air in those places. The patches ought to be obvious to anyone with Fire magic, even Low talents, and also ought to distract those talents from our approach.

“All right, let’s continue on now,” I whispered once it was done. “And since the distraction won’t be good for more than a few minutes, let’s hurry.”

“What did you do?” Alsin asked, his expression more than curious. “I think I hear some shouting … No, never mind. You can tell me later, once this is behind us.”

It would have literally taken Tamrissa the same or less amount of time to say, "Hey, I'm going to heat up some random patches of air to make the sentries think we're approaching from a different direction to where we actually are."

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He turned and hurried on then, and in another moment we reached Grath where he stood and watched the camp. The scout turned to look at us, his expression almost a match to the one Alsin had worn.

“Is one of you responsible for that minor riot?” he asked, gesturing toward the camp we could just see through the trees. “They were alert but quiet a minute ago, and now they’re all running around because someone shouted an alarm.”

“Yes, Dama Domon supplied a distraction,” Alsin answered softly with his own distraction in his voice. “If none of them are coming our way, this may be the best time to do whatever it is you three mean to do.”

“None of them are coming this way,” I confirmed, able to tell that easily. “The only problem is, three of the wagons have people in them who aren’t captives. And now that I’m really looking, I can see that the captives’ body temperatures aren’t as low as sleeping peoples’ should be. Some of the captives are apparently coming out of it more rapidly than others, but they all seem to be coming out of it.”

“We should have thought of that,” Vallant said, speaking primarily to Alsin. “By takin’ them off the sedative and lettin’ them come awake, we’ve brought attention to them. Those who give them the sedatives have to have noticed, and that may be why they aren’t fallin’ asleep. Their victims aren’t being good, docile captives, and they’re worried.”

Their earlier actions actually had logical consequences! I'm shocked. SHOCKED.

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“Then we’d better get to it,” Rion said, straightening where he stood. “Tamrissa, can you direct me to the wagons which have other than captives in them?”

“Good idea,” I said, knowing immediately what he meant. “If you put those guardsmen out first, we won’t have to worry about what they’re doing when we go after their friends. The wagons they’re in are the third, seventh, and ninth ones, counting from the first in line.”

Rion nodded and looked toward the wagons, and three minutes later the sources of body heat that had to mean guardsmen were horizontal instead of vertical. All three of them had gone down together, which means I was impressed.

That's it. That's all it took.

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“All right, it’s done,” Rion said once the bodies had been down for an additional minute. “Please keep a watch on them if you can, Tamrissa, to see if they come awake again too quickly. If they do and we haven’t won yet, I’ll have to put them down a second time. What do we do next?”

“Next it’s my turn,” Vallant said, also drawing himself up. “If Tamrissa will guard the wagons against anyone doin’ anythin’ foolish with the last of their strength, we’ll see if it works.”

Alsin and Grath exchanged a glance filled with nervous curiosity, but neither of them asked Vallant what he meant. And Vallant was too absorbed in gazing toward the wagons to notice them. We could now see quite a number of men in uniforms—and men in ordinary clothes—running about around the wagons, mostly shouting and pointing in the direction of my distraction. I watched those men, some of them having begun to look in other directions as well—and then many of them began to stagger! It was as if something had hit all of them at the same time, as if they were puppets and someone had begun to cut their strings.

Most of the men in view sat or fell to the ground, and so did the heat sources I was still able to detect on the far side of the camp. Vallant was putting the lethe directly into them, into their blood, probably, and the idea of that was rather startling. It’s one thing to put a liquid into a small jar, quite another to put it into the tiny channels which carry our blood around our bodies. But he seemed to be doing it, and the guardsmen and drivers were responding by falling over.

He went from "put liquid in a box" to "put liquid in blood vessels" with zero practice.

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But not all of them. When I found myself moving toward the line of wagons Rion and Vallant were right with me, and Vallant still wore that look of concentration. Probably because some of the men were still fighting to stay on their feet, struggling to keep awake despite the sedative being put into them. They were the only ones still between us and our Blendingmates so we didn’t let their stubbornness keep us away, but we did watch them.

And that turned out to be a very wise decision. I suppose there are always people around who don’t react to things the way everyone else does, and three of those guardsmen refused to fall over. They were big men, taller and huskier than those around them, and when they saw us coming toward them they drew long, ugly-looking knives, and one led the other two in attacking us.

I swear Green put this in just to give Tamrissa a hero moment, even though it makes no sense. If the guardsmen were that vulnerable to being magically injected with the sedative and there's tons of it, all Vallant needed to do was massively up the dosage for anyone who resisted.

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If you’ve ever been attacked by screaming, wild-looking men coming toward you at a shambling run, you may be able to understand how I felt. That sort of thing has to be terrifying even if you’re used to it, although I can’t imagine how anyone might get used to it. The part of me not touching the power wanted to scream and run in the other direction, away from the madmen who were clearly ready to end my life.

But the part of me which did touch the power reacted differently to that sort of thing. One of the three came directly toward me, and he was the one given full attention. I stopped to regard him calmly while he came near enough to slash down at me with that long knife, and then—and then his knife moved through a flash of flame so intense that most of the blade vaporized as it passed through. Lack of balance caused him to stumble when the downward arc of his swing found him left with little more than a hilt, and he stood gawking stupidly between me and what was left of his weapon.

Rion stood to my left, and out of the corner of my eyes I’d been able to see that the man who swung his knife at him had also not reached his target. The knife came to a jarring stop in front of and above Rion’s head, probably because of a shield of hardened air. Fear paled the man’s face, just as it did with the man in front of Vallant, who stood to my right. That time it was a thick layer of ice which stopped the knife, and all three men were clearly shaken. Then they were choking and falling to their knees, which obviously meant that Rion had taken away their air. They might have resisted the sedative, but lack of air to breathe can’t be resisted.

This is now the new norm for what happens every time somebody pulls a knife on the protagonists. Which is a lot, actually, so I guess I'll start a counter for it.

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As soon as the three stopped moving, Rion, Vallant, and I continued toward the wagons with Alsin and Grath trailing along behind. I’d expected to have to look through all of them, but now that Rion and Vallant stood so close to me, something about the sixth and ninth wagons seemed to draw me. And I wasn’t the only one who felt that, as Vallant gestured toward the ninth wagon.

“Let’s start with that one,” he suggested, staring at it in the same way I did. “I have this feelin’…”

“And so do I,” Rion agreed after glancing at me. “It seems to be drawing me in some way, and I’d say that Tamrissa also feels it. Are either of you getting anything from that wagon three places ahead?”

“You mean the sixth wagon,” I said as Vallant simply nodded. “Yes, it’s just the same. But this one is closer, so let’s start here.”

This ability to sense when their Blendingmates are close will never, ever be referred to or used again.

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“Wait just a minute,” Alsin called from behind us as we began to move again. “What about the rest of the guardsmen and drivers? I don’t see more than half of them scattered around on the ground here.”

“The rest are scattered around on the ground beyond the wagons,” I replied, smiling over my shoulder in order to soothe his nervousness. “Aren’t you close enough to them to tell?”

You guys are assholes. COMMUNICATE WITH YOUR ALLIES, DAMNIT.

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“Only just barely,” he said after a second’s worth of hesitation, his brow wrinkled with effort. “And yes, you’re right, they are all out of it. If you three are starting with the ninth wagon, Grath and I will start with the tenth.”

“Good idea,” Vallant told him, an odd … reserve of sorts in his voice. “Just keep half a talented eye open in case some of these guardsmen start comin’ around too soon. If you find one that does, just give us a shout.”

Alsin nodded, and he and a disturbed-looking Grath headed for the wagon behind the one we had the most interest in….

This has been both the most anticlimatic action sequence and ending to a chapter, ever.

Summary:

Day 29
Oh noes, the convoy is on high alert! But it's totes fine, because Our Heroes are just the bestest, strongest talents ever, so they subdue the convoy's guards without a hitch in all of five minutes flat.

Counts so far:

NAMED ON-SCREEN CHARACTERS WHO WE'LL NEVER SEE AGAIN: 55 (24 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Mildon Coll, Phor Riven, Jeris Womal, Eldra Sappin, Fod, Lord Astrath, Torrin Ro, Vish "the Fish", Jamrin, Hark, Reshin, Fellar, Ennis, Vosin, Parli Hafford, Regensi, Weeks, Adept Aminto, Mem Follil, Toblis, Kogrin, Lemmis Admen, Miklas
Book 2: Nialla, Emar Rumil, Leta Vas, Grami Arstin, Deever, Pracer, Oshin, Arnot, Morin, Rilin, Kinge, Lomad, Worlen, Lidim, Arkow, Odrin
Book 3: Damilla Sytoss, Edril Lanton, Carmad Lestrin (minor spoiler - sorry, you're not going to see him again), Relana, Lord Anglard, Lord Fortner Oplis, Glindil
Book 4: Fasher, Wirn, Bowes, Ditras, Rovelon, Lord Advisor Velim Shoons, Lord Advisor Ephaim Noll, Jomsin

TOTALLY INDISTINCT ON-SCREEN LOCATIONS: 38 (9 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3)
Book 1: Rincammon, Haven Wraithside, Tamrissa's house in Gan Garee, Port Entril, testing facility in Gan Garee, Regensi's shop, Ginge's tavern, Magross bridge, mastery facility outside Gan Garee
Book 2: Nialla's house, Vas residence, Weil residence, Arstin residence in Gan Garee, dining parlor near Tamrissa's house, shop near dining parlor, Naran's "house", noble antagonists' residence, the Seated Five's palace, the ballroom inside the palace
Book 3: a courtroom, an ampitheatre, Relana's house, Ollon Kapmar's house, Eltrina's house, a random noble's house, High Lord Embisson Ruhl's house, a random park, the amphitheatre
Book 4: Bedroom in Lord Lanir's house, Mardimil house in Gan Garee, Eltrina's disappointing sex dungeon closet, "small" dining room in Lord Lanir's house, Zolind's house, outside Lord Lanir's house, Meerk's secret warehouse, conference room near the throne room, an inn on the road west from Gandistra, an even crummier inn on the road west from Gandistra, the convoy's camp along some random place on the road west

MEALS ON-SCREEN: 38 (15 in Book 1; 9 in Book 2; 7 in Book 3)
Book 1: Day 1 (lunch, dinner), Day 2 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 3 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 4 (breakfast, lunch, dinner), Day 5 (lunch, dinner), Day 6 (breakfast, lunch)
Book 2: Day 6 (dinner), Day 7 (post-mastery snack, dinner), Day 8 (breakfast, post-competition snack, dinner), Day 9 (breakfast, lunch, canapés at the masked reception at the palace)
Book 3: Day 10 (breakfast, dinner), Day 11 (lunch, dinner), Day 12 (breakfast x2), Day 22 (breakfast)
Book 4: Day 23 (lunch, a late afternoon bite, dinner), Day 25: (breakfast x2, dinner), Day 28: (dinner)

EUPHEMISMS FOR BODY PARTS/SEX ACTS: 28 (9 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 9 in Book 3; 1 in Book 4)
Male: <character name>'s body (x2), discomfort (x1), manhood (x1), desire (x3), renewed need (x1), large and hard, the most perfect of men (x1), dignity (x1), conflagration raging inside (1x), his privates (x1), him (x2)
Female: womanhood (x2), entrance of ultimate bliss (x1), desire (x2), incredible tunnel (x1), womanflesh (x1), body (x1)
Sex acts: merged/merged our essences (x4), shared themselves/sharing (x2), exercise (x1), entering/entered (x3), fuse their flesh (x1), physical love (x1)
Orgasm: (ultimate) ecstasy (x2)

TERMS OF ENDEARMENT: 19 (3 in Book 1; 13 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
Male: love (x4), my fleeting love (x1), my lord (x5), my beloved lord (x3), my love (x1)
Female: sweet girl (x1), my sweet (x1), sweetling (x1), my love (x2), sweet lady (x1), precious lady (x1)

ANTAGONISTS: 36 (11 introduced in Book 1; 20 introduced in Book 2; 3 introduced in Book 3)
General: Unnamed Chairman/Ollon Kapmar (?) and the five Seated Highs in each aspect, Eltrina Razas, Bron Kallan, Selendi Vas, Homin Weil, Kambil Arstin, Delin Moord, group wearing gold and blue costumes at the ball (Adriari's Blending), Simin Dolf, Embisson Ruhl, Zolind Maylock, Ephaim Noll
Lorand: Eskin Drowd, group of mystery thugs who hold Hat's gambling debts Meerk, Hestir, Morin
Jovvi: Allestine and her henchmen Ark and Bar, Genovir, Algus
Clarion: Hallina Mardimil, Eskin Drowd, Padril, Arnot
Tamrissa: Storn and Avrina Torgar, Beldara Lant, Odrin Hallasser, Soonen, Gerdol, Lanir (who is the Seated High in Fire magic and he's just made it personal)
Vallant: Mirra Agran and her parents, Wimand, Rilir, Alsin Meerk

PLOTHOLES: 135 (39 in Book 1; 23 in Book 2; 56 in Book 3)
COACH RIDES: 69 (21 in Book 1; 25 in Book 2; 10 in Book 3)
MEETINGS IN COACHES: 21 (4 in Book 1; 10 in Book 2; 4 in Book 3)
OTHER MEETINGS: 41 (3 in Book 1; 12 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
INTERRUPTED MONOLOGUING: 144 (31 in Book 1; 31 in Book 2; 34 in Book 3)
"CLIFFHANGERS": 75 (18 in Book 1; 16 in Book 2; 30 in Book 3)
POINTLESS TAMRISSA NARRATION: 14 (11 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
TEA DRINKING: 89 (22 in Book 1; 26 in Book 2; 19 in Book 3)
BLATANT MORALIZING: 42 (19 in Book 1; 5 in Book 2; 11 in Book 3)
BATH SCENES: 15 (9 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 3 in Book 3)
WILFUL MISUNDERSTANDINGS: 12 (6 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 2 in Book 3)
MIND CONTROL: 26 (5 in Book 1; 1 in Book 2; 15 in Book 3)
BADLY WRITTEN SEX SCENES: 14, including 4 rape scenes (2 in Book 1; 4 in Book 2, including 1 rape scene; 6 in Book 3, including 1 rape scene; 2 in Book 4, 2 of which are rape scenes)
DON'T EAT THAT: 1 (1 in Book 3)
SPIRIT MAGIC/PUREDAN RETCONS: 1 (1 in Book 3)

REPETITIVE POV EVENTS:
  • Oh noes, a fireball (Book 1: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
  • Pass or die (Book 1: Chapters 6, 7, 8, 9, 10)
  • Bathroom encounters (Book 1: Chapters 11, 12, 13, 14, 15)
  • Don't rain on my parade! (Book 1: Chapters 19, 20)
  • Uniform fitting (Book 1: Chapters 20, 21)
  • Random encounters: Round 1 (Book 1: Chapters 25, 32, 33, 35, 38), Round 2 (Book 2: Chapter 21, 31, 33, 34, 35, 37, 40, 42), Round 3 (Book 3: Chapter 25, 26, 27, 36), Round 4 (Book 3: Chapter 40)
  • One, two, three, four, five (Book 1: Chapters 28, 29, 30, 31, 34, 35)
  • A favorite object appears out of thin air (Book 1: Chapters 36, 37 x2, 38)
  • Proof of mastery: Level 1 (Book 1: Chapters 39, 40, 41, 42, 43; Book 2: Chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 18, 19), Level 2 (Book 2: 22, 23, 24, 25, 26)
  • Animal cheer squad (Book 2: Chapters 1, 4, 5, 22, 24)
  • Hey I just figured out magical radar (Book 2: Chapter 15/Lorand; Book 3: Chapter 6/Jovvi, Chapter 28/Rion; Chapter 30/Tamrissa; Chapter 39/Vallant; Book 4: Chapter 23/Tamrissa)
  • Foot races: (Book 2: Chapters 31, 32, 33, 34, 35)
  • You won! (Book 2: Chapter 38, 39)
  • Sex bingo (Book 2: Chapter 14, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 2: Chapter 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 41, Rion/Naran; Book 3: Chapters 11, Jovvi/Rion; 28, Lorand/Tamrissa; 29, Vallant/Jovvi; 40, Vallant/Tamrissa)
  • Will it Blend? (Book 3: Chapter 15, 17, 18, 19, 20)
  • Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir? (Book 1: Chapters 27, Rion/Jovvi; 36, Jovvi/Lorand; Book 2: Chapter 13, Tamrissa/Rion; Book 3: Chapters 4, Tamrissa/Lorand; 11, Jovvi/Rion; 21, Tamrissa/Lorand; 22, Jovvi/Vallant)
  • Where/who am I?? (Book 3/Book 4: Chapter 49/Chapter 1, 5 times)
  • Oh, I am a prisoner (Book 4: Chapter 2, Tamrissa; Chapter 3, Rion/Vallant)
  • FREEEEEDOOOOM! (Book 4: Chapter 6, Tamrissa; Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)
  • I'm nothing without my talent (Book 4: Chapter 7, Rion, Chapter 8, Vallant)
  • KNIVES! Oh, they're totally ineffective (Book 4: Chapter 23)

Possible fixes:
As is always the case, the concept/idea of attacking the convoy is great and the execution is flat and terrible. Exactly one thing goes wrong and it doesn't matter. It's even more boring than the Vallant/Alsin sabotage sequence. There's no quick way of fixing this, because the way Green's done her world building, Highs are just so freaking powerful relative to everybody else and Our Heroes basically already start much stronger than everybody and the mechanism for getting stronger is just "open wider to the power", unless you happen to have been unlucky enough with the biological lottery to be born a Middle or a Low. Also there's no meaningful opposition on the other side.

Some ways to fix this:
  • Have Vallant and Alsin's sabotage mission fail, so we actually get the sense that hey, actually, victory is not guaranteed. Imagine if they had lost Alsin AND Vallant and now Rion and Tamrissa had to do the rescue on their own.
  • If Vallant and Alsin's sabotage mission succeeds, something ELSE has to go wrong other than "oh no, the captives not being as drugged as they should be put the convoy on high alert!" Like maybe if you had set Kambil and co discovering the protagonists have escaped and are on the road, maybe an entire extra company of guardsmen could've shown up and now it's like "oh no, there are 3x the number of guardsmen!" This could have been done so easily too, because spoilers for upcoming chapters there's a whole-rear end fort where the convoy's headed so the Seated Blending literally could've just sent a carrier pigeon to be like, hey, yo, take your link groups and go destroy these people before they can come for you but nooooooooooo.

UGHHHHHGHGHGHGHGHHGHGHGH.

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