Worldbuilding Wednesday 4/11/18: Cursed Magic Items

The mimic, a Dungeons and Dragons monster that disguises itself as a treasure chest.

Sometimes a dungeon master, or an author or game writer, wants to toy with their characters. Not in a life-ending way, but just to vex them a little. The following items do just that.

 

Cursed Magic Items

Spoon of Canine Mucous: Any food this item touches turns into dog drool.

Iol-Del’s Unlucky Siphon: This flexible tube appears to be designed for siphoning water or other liquid out of a container, but when suction power is applied with the user’s mouth, any liquid inside is transformed into raw sewage.

Karelga’s Mocking Ink: Whatever the user writes with this will come out sarcastic in tone.

Footbath of the Toad: Appears to be a normal footbath, but when used it creates warts on the bather’s feet.

Taulan’s Obnoxious Knapsack: Whatever is put into it falls out at random moments.

Thong of Psittacine Doom: Looks like a pair of silk thong panties, but when worn, it feels like a parrot’s beak is biting deeply into your butt.

The Many-Eyed Panther Marbles of Bornbutter: Each glass marble looks like a cat’s eye which paralyzes any who look upon it with fear.

Axe of Ponderous Defense: This cursed magic weapon causes the wielder to fight half as slowly as they normally would.

Scroll of Ready Pregnancy: When the spell on this scroll is read by the owner, they will become pregnant the next time they have sex, even if they are not female.

Gnomish Teeth Balm: Looks like a tin of tooth-cleaning paste, but when used, it turns the victim’s teeth as yellow and crooked as those of a gnome.

Glyph of Cat Multiplication: When this magic glyph is written above the door of a household containing a cat, the abode will start to attract more cats, double the number each day, until the felines take over and the owner has to move out.

Tincture of Partial Snoring: Looks like a magical remedy to cure snoring, but works only every other minute the patient is asleep.

Myradria’s Fetid Sandals: These shoes appear to have a beneficial magic, but when worn they make the wearer’s feet smell very strongly of foot odor. They are not removable by normal means. Wearers suffer a -5 to Charisma checks.

Darlan’s Napkin of Barbarous Mastication: This magical napkin, when used to wipe the owner’s mouth, will cause them to chew very loudly and impolitely whatever food they are eating. The owner, however, believes they are eating normally.

Brazier of Centipede Chaos: When a fire is lit in this brazier, hundreds of centipedes come crawling out instead of flames.

Something’s Fishy

Pun, trifle,Lovecraftian horror, or fine art? You decide.

 

(The Water, 1563-64, by Giuseppe Arcimbaldo)

City of Fortune: How Venice Ruled the Seas [Reading Challenge 2018]

City of Fortune:
How Venice Ruled the Seas

by Roger Crowley
Random House Trade Paperbacks, New York 2013

[Challenge # 3: A book taking place mostly or all on the water]

I was a little concerned that City of Fortune, which was a history of the city of Venice between the 11th and 16th centuries, would not fully meet the criteria for this category. It was, after all, a civil history. But to my delight, it did.

The book’s focus was on the Stato di Mar, the “State of the Sea” that the Venetians used to control their empire, which was one of trade. Like many Italian cities of the Medieval period, Venice was a city-state, but its extended holdings were not on land but on sea… in ports, harbors and islands, and the trading communities of far-flung cities like Brussels, Alexandria, and Constantinople. Their knowledge of the sea and shipbuilding skills made this possible, and their often dangerous commerce with the Muslim and Greek Orthodox worlds enriched the city’s culture and design. For a while it was the richest city in Italy.

The Stato di Mar lasted only until the beginning of the 16th century, with the rise of the Ottoman Empire and the Portuguese discovery of trade routes to India which allowed them to hijack the spice trade. The author writes covers his material well and at times I thought I was reading a thrilling adventure novel. It was all fascinating stuff, and the maps included were a big help… except Negroponte, an important Venetian holding, was not labeled. I made it through five-sixths of the book without knowing where it was because the text did not tell me, and it was annoying. (It’s off the east coast of upper Greece.)

I still rate the book five stars, and I’ll keep it for reference, because the political analysis of that time will come in very useful when plotting my own stories.

A Medieval Feast

Medieval Feast with boar's head

Next were borne round dishes of carp, pilchards, and lobsters, and there after store enew of meats: a fat kid roasted whole and garnished peas on a spacious silver charger, kid pasties, plates of meat’s tongues and sweetbreads, sucking rabbits in jellies, hedgehogs baked in their skins, hogs’ haslets, carbonadoes, chitterlings, and dormouse pies.

— E.R. Eddison, The Worm Ouroboros

Reading E.R. Eddison’s The Worm Ouroboros, with its archaic descriptions of food, got me thinking about how sumptuous meals, feasts, and festivals contribute to a well-made fantasy world. If your society is based on a European Medieval one, as is common (and no harm in that) it would be very, very different from what people in power eat now. True, the Medieval feast was also about impressing guests with the host’s power and prestige, but there were differences. Rare, esoteric (and often none too tasty) foods were singled out for distinction. Heady spices were used liberally — ginger, pepper, cloves, cumin, cinnamon — this was a time when cities literally rose and fell on the spice trade.  The spices were used not just in baking but in almost every dish, including meat, fish, and vegetables, not to disguise rot as is often thought, but to demonstrate wealth.

For presentation, dishes were ornamented with non-food items, colored with dye, or fashioned into looking like something else than what they were — such as bread-ball eggs in a vegetable nest, each bread containing a roast squab. Medieval folk loved puns. Often dishes were named for popular, religious, or mythic characters, relating to them in some way. All in all it was a culinary thrill ride for the lucky guest.

The feasts did not break out into salad, main, and dessert courses like we have today. Instead, each course contained a varied amount of dishes and were often grouped around a theme.

Using the power of random generation, I’ve created a feast menu here to give inspiration. There are some non-European ingredients in this hypothetical world.

 

Appetizer-type foods

Lamb pate served with dates and crackers

Salty Pike marinated in a white wine dressing

Sweet duck egg pancakes with cherry sauce

Fresh salad of cold, sweet greens, spinach, and minced pumpkin

Roasted dormice stuffed with crumbled bacon and raisins

Whole grain bread and creamy cheese, served with fig preserves

 

Soups and pottages

Duck pottage sprinkled with bacon

Lamb and carrot soup

 

Main dishes and meats

Herb-crusted partridge served over sliced, boiled pigeon eggs

Baked loaf made of deboned squab, served in a trencher* of boiled buckwheat

A whole pheasant rubbed with paprika, roasted in a fire pit, presented in its feathers

Whole bull’s penis poached in ale

Lamb in aspic

Ribs rubbed with molasses, baked in buttermilk

Whole eel poached in cream

Roast turkey stuffed with scallops, diced artichokes, and oysters

Lobster flavored with red wine and turmeric, simmered with parsnips

Minced partridge spooned over poached duck eggs

Pickled salmon served with roasted barley

 

Vegetables and sides

Whole eggplant stuffed with preserved wild buffalo

Fiddleheads and barley, toasted and served in cream

Honey-glazed sheep’s lungs

Roasted pomegranate husks filled with minced trout

Fresh toasted peas cooked in a sweet simmering sauce

Summer squash stuffed with almonds and other chopped nuts

Hominy simmered in duck stock

 

Solteties (Subtleties)

Solteties were large, elaborate dishes made from sugar, marizpan or dough, crafted to appear as something else — ships in full sail, mythological characters, animals, architecture, etc. They were often presented in a course of their own. The nursery rhyme “four and twenty blackbirds, baked in a pie” refers to one sort, the birds escaping as the crust was opened. Another kind were combinations of two or more types of roast meat. Solteties were often served at royal banquets.

Woodsman’s Sins: a huge pie filled with live squirrels.

Dwarve’s Surprise: a confection of dough baked in the shape of a dragon filled with crumbled bacon-stuffed ducklings, smoked mutton, calves’ brains, and pickled zucchini.

Virgin’s Belly: A whole goose roasted inside a whole lamb.

 

Sweets

Poached Pear with yogurt

Raspberries with a creamy honey-fennel dressing

Apple sorbet to cleanse the palate

 

Beverages

Scaddyberry: a scarlet, filling liquor made from fermented tomato

Smackgreen orange: a local beer

Blackberry nectar: a sweet ale from the south

 

* Trenchers were slaves of hard bread that were sometimes used in place of plates, depending on the era and locale. After the meal, they were eaten or given to the poor, in Christian fashion.

Worldbuilding Wednesday 4/4/18: Zimiamvia

The hippogriff emblem of Demonland,

The hippogriff emblem of Demonland, based on the line drawings in early editions of the book

In The Worm Ouroboros E.R. Eddison dazzles the reader with innumerable exotic and fantastically named people, places, and things. Unfortunately, they don’t all adhere to a consistent linguistic base, and no less a luminary like J.R.R. Tolkien criticized the author for this. Some character names sound Latin, such as Laxus, Corinius, Corund, and Corsus. Others sound Gaelic, like Brandoch Daha, or German, like Goldry Bluszco, which to me sounds like an equities trading firm. The place names of Demonland seem cribbed from Scotland, and other names such as Fax Fay Faz, Mivrarch,  Zäje Zaculo, and Zimiamvia itself are just all-around WTF (admittedly, Eddision created many as a child.) The sky-piercing mountains of Zimiamvia, meanwhile, have names reminiscent of Tibetan and Nepali, like Koshtra Pivrarcha and Koshtra Belorn, Romshir, and Ashnilan. There were enough of these that I was able to come up with a decent random word generator for them, the results shown below. I’ll call the language Zimiamvian.

Zimiamvian Names

Tsu Eshrac

Mornaset

Shimuna

Bhad Synshë

Zoracha

Nangachurch

Pizshir

Id Hylla Zaë

Viz Mornaian

Koshtan

Uth Arksurn

Ailtrig

Tsachanë

Ishaneth

Shalg Emshra

Orsh Pylgrai

Barchlak

Psar Shalgsurn

Belsu

Koshtark

Zorashimur

Usu Traëm

Zorahevshra

Tsa Tsumulo

Shimarcha

Zimnam

Uthra Syk

Zimek

Besh Maltgyn

Temornam

Azkar

Tsar Emarcha

Shaëny

Zarphai

Gremsë

Ravnan

Tsu Thanmarsh

Zimarach

Norphë

Ravenlak

Ur Lakarm

Barcherash

Bhanamshir

Zim Karulo

Teshurnum

Tsark

Archa Nulla

Mora Mysoch

Gor Bhavicha

Tsarsharma

Burdamoch

Tshev Bysë

Ushai

Tremlak

Uncanny Valley

The Geisha robot came too close to the Uncanny Valley for most patrons to be comfortable with.

 

(Art by Nick Keller)

Tolkien March, Concluded

J.R.R. Tolkien caricature by Diego Parpaglion

J.R.R. Tolkien caricature by Diego Parpaglion

Well, here at last, dear friends, on the shores of the Sea comes the end of our fellowship in Middle-Earth. Go in Peace! I will not say: Do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.

It’s been fun a fun month here in Cobaltland, delving into all things Middle Earth. I’ve found out a lot of things about Tolkien and his works I never knew before or even realized, and there’s yet a lot  to blog about. See you next year!

Sauron, Melkor, and the Ho-yay

Melkor and Sauron by Kaprriss on @DeviantArt

Melkor and Sauron by Kaprriss on @DeviantArt

Tolkien March is drawing to a close. As it ends, I want to touch on the fanfic and fanart… and the slash… bursting onto the scene after the release of Peter Jackson’s Fellowship of the Ring in 2001, and gathering steam through the next two releases and then Hobbit trilogy that wrapped in 2014.

Not just any slash — Melkor and Sauron slash.

I haven’t discussed The Silmarillion during this marathon because I’m not as familiar with it as I am with the trilogy and The Hobbit. But know this: Tolkien was Catholic, and Middle Earth’s mythology, though it encompassed multiple deities (The Valar) and their servants (the Maiar, who can be thought of as angels) also had a Satan analog, Melkor, who sought to undo and pervert his fellow Valar’s divine creations. Way back during the genesis of the world, Melkor lured a Maiar, Mairon, away from the Valar and turned him towards evil.

This Mairon later turned into Sauron.

Something about this scenario, perhaps the sympathy for the devil aspect, has inspired hundreds of (mostly female) fans. I can guess because it humanizes the Dark Lord and explains his origins, and though Tolkien’s original tale was biblical and dry, the fans did as fans do, and so Melkor’s seduction becomes one of the flesh as well as one of ideals. And being the less powerful being, poor Sauron becomes physically and emotionally overwhelmed as well.

Melkor and Sauron by Rami Fon Verg on ArtStation.

Melkor and Sauron by Rami Fon Verg on ArtStation.

Sauron looks like he is swooning in this illustration as Melkor admires his hair — reddish-gold, according to canon. These creatures remind me strongly of two Wraeththru (Storm Constantine’s hermaphroditic post-apocalyptic pagan warriors) about to swap spit.

Tolkien fan Tyellas’ venerable (in internet terms) website depicts this moment with her fanfic “Terrible Alchemy” which features some wicked BDSM between the two. She also has a series, Gates of Steel, dealing with the origins of ansereg, an elven BDSM practice designed to refresh the spirit and reinforce close friendships. I’ve long admired the way she incorporates her creation seamlessly into Tolkien’s existing canon, even matching his tone and writing style, as if she had pulled it whole out of some alternate universe where Tolkien really did write about sadomasochism among the elves. It’s reminiscent of SF writer Philip Jose Farmer paying homage to the pulps he grew up with by rewriting Tarzan and Doc Savage as hypersexualized beings (calling them Lord Grandith and Doc Caliban to avoid copyright issues, but it’s clear who they really are.)

Melkor and Sauron by Phobs

Melkor and Sauron by Phobs

Russian comic artist Phobs, whom I hope to highlight more one day, portrays the same scene, but it’s more complex. Sauron frowns distastefully and holds himself stiffly, while a more masculine and humanlike Melkor cajoles him and gets touchy-feely. There’s no doubt Melkor will get his way, though. Phobs gives the act a sense of humor as well; the viewer isn’t meant to take it as the tragic downfall that Tolkien did.

With rumors of a Silmarillion movie in the works, there are sure to be more depictions in the future.

 

* Ho-yay = Homoeroticism, yay! Those moments of plot, dialogue, acting, etc., fans delight in interpreting as homoerotic. )