One notable custom that the Northmen hold dearer than any other is guest right, the tradition of hospitality by which a man my offer no harm to a guest beneath his roof, nor a guest to his host. The Andals held to something like it as well, but it looms less large in southron minds. In his text Justice and Injustice in the North: Judgments of Three Stark Lords, Maester Egbert notes that crimes in the North in which guest right was violated were rare but were invariably treated as harshly as the direst of treasons. Only kinslaying is deemed as sinful as the violations of these laws of hospitality. (TWOIAF, p. 136)
There’s a lot of “othering” of the North in the book series, by both southerners and northerners alike. The North is comprised largely of a different ethnic group (the First Men vs. the Andals who conquered the rest of Westeros, although there are those like the clans of the Mountains of the Moon in the Vale who are also descended from the First Men) and are considered rather barbaric and uncivilized by southerners, while the Northerners take pride in being the harsher, sturdier people and believe, basically, that southerners are all dandies with their silks and harps.
As a result it can be hard to tell when this “othering” of the North in TWOIAF–”written” by Maester Yandel, obviously a southerner, as the vast majority of maesters are, the Citadel being a largely southern institution–is just more of the same, or if there’s a more intentionally political slant to it. Here, I think it is the latter.
“Maester Yandel” was originally writing his great history of Westeros for Robert Baratheon, who died before it was completed, and the rather amusing inscription shows his continual efforts at revision every time a king dies:
And if he gets all the way to Tommen, then we know he was still working on the manuscript when the Red Wedding occurred (under Joffrey’s reign).
The Red Wedding was a huge blow to the cultural institution of guest right, which was, contrary to what Yandel suggests, important to both the North and the south and the Free Cities of Essos, an international institution exceeded only by marriage in the scope of its practice. Not just because it happened–violations of guest right, even bloodier ones, had occurred before–but because of the reaction to it. The Freys went utterly unpunished for their crime; in fact, they were rewarded for it by the crown. It’s not a stretch to assume that guest right, as an honored cultural institution, will fade in power considerably over the next few centuries. Characters in the books have already begun expressing suspicion of the power of bread and salt post-Red Wedding.
How to justify this in the history textbooks? Just as Yandel does: by appealing to the ethnic prejudice of southerners. If, as if obvious, his audience is southern, it’s not a stretch to give a little push in the direction of “oh, it’s just those barbarians overreacting.” We’ve always been at war with Eastasia.
And sprinkle on a judicious helping of what looks like confirmation from other sources:
Maester Egbert notes that crimes in the North in which guest right was
violated were rare but were invariably treated as harshly as the direst
That doesn’t actually say anything about the comparative severity of the crime in the North vs. the South, but in the context of the passage, it sure looks like it, doesn’t it?
The Gatewatch et al. putting together a university production.
Ral Zarek, exhausted senior who’s double-majoring in electrical engineering and theater, as the lighting designer doing this as his senior thesis and subsisting entirely on coffee
Chandra Nalaar, sophomore, Ral’s protege, who really likes special effects and pyrotechnics
Nissa Revane, Chandra’s girlfriend, who’s helping out backstage so she can spend time with Chandra
Jace Beleren, confused sophomore CS major who somehow landed a leading role and still can’t figure out how. Goes around with a laptop bag and a sketchbook full of costume suggestions, most of which involve the phrase “but what if we added more belts”
Gideon Jura, junior, pre-law. Turned out he had one last Gen Ed requirement to finish up.
Liliana Vess, the theater professor who still looks like a co-ed and who can’t possible be hitting on Jace, because that would be creepy as fuck, r-right?
Special Guest Appearances by Niv-Mizzet as the Department Head of Engineering and Lavinia, Jace’s overworked RA.
Summary:When Louise invites Dan and Phil to a Halloween masquerade ball, Phil suggests they go alone. Dan doesn’t expect much to happen, until Phil kisses him. Now, Phil’s on a hunt to find the boy he kissed. The twist? He doesn’t know it was Dan. Word Count:2,345 Warnings:Recreational drinking, anxiety attack EXCERPT: “Well,” Dan panicked. “There are a lot of guys on this list. How are you gonna narrow it down?”
Phil sipped at his coffee before taking the list back. “I have my criteria.” At Dan’s raised eyebrow, Phil elaborated. “He was a guy. There’s half the guest list right there. And he was tall, so that gets rid of Tyler. And then, since there’s only a few people left.” Phil giggled maniacally. If someone didn’t believe it was possible to laugh maniacally, Dan was redirecting them to Phil. “I’ll figure it out.”
Catelyn shifted her seat uncomfortably. ‘If we are offered refreshment when we arrive, on no account refuse. Take what is offered, and eat and drink where all can see. If nothing is offered, ask for bread and cheese and a cup of wine.’
'I’m more wet than hungry…’
'Robb, listen to me. Once you have eaten of his bread and salt, you have the guest right, and the laws of hospitality protect you beneath his roof.’
Ok so check out the bedroom in our guest house. Pretty sweet, right? Built in bookcase, queen-sized bunk beds, a nice TV and a steamer trunk you can’t see at this angle, and it’s nice and cozy-looking.
But wait, let’s take a closer look at that bookcase.
Yup, it hides a secret room. And in that secret room…
A bunch of my sisters’ childhood toys.
BUT WAIT. That’s not the only secret room in this bedroom.
If you open the closet…
There’s another secret room.
Full of… wood, suitcases, and the pair of tennis shoes I thought I lost.
Still, though. Two secret rooms in one bedroom. That’s pretty cool, yeah?
hi butterfly! sorry if this is a stupid question, but is the bread & salt / guestright thing literal? does the host really have to present the guest with bread & salt, like a ceremonial thing, or is it just assumed the guest has guest right once he has eaten his first meal? somehow grrm wasn't quite clear on the issue.
No worries, it’s not a stupid question, but nope, “bread and salt” isn’t literal. Any food will do.
Catelyn shifted her seat uncomfortably. “If we are offered refreshment when we arrive, on no account refuse. Take what is offered, and eat and drink where all can see. If nothing is offered, ask for bread and cheese and a cup of wine.” “I’m more wet than hungry…” “Robb, listen to me. Once you have eaten of his bread and salt, you have the guest right, and the laws of hospitality protect you beneath his roof.” Robb looked more amused than afraid. “I have an army to protect me, Mother, I don’t need to trust in bread and salt. But if it pleases Lord Walder to serve me stewed crow smothered in maggots, I’ll eat it and ask for a second bowl.”
–ASOS, Catelyn VI
“And we’re guests in your father’s hall besides.”
“Not you,” she said. “I watched. You never ate at his board, nor slept by his fire. He never gave you guest-right, so you’re not bound to him.”
–ACOK, Jon III
“If you had been discovered… taken…”
“Your father would have had my head off.” The king gave a shrug. “Though once I had eaten at his board I was protected by guest right. The laws of hospitality are as old as the First Men, and sacred as a heart tree.”
–ASOS, Jon I
Mind you, some form of bread tends to be served at meals (as it is today, in our world), because it’s a staple food and filling. And salt is the most common way to season food, otherwise it’s bland. Plus even plain bread has salt as an ingredient, so the simplest and most stingy of meals should at the very least contain bread and salt. Therefore, “bread” has become a synonym for meals (as in “to break bread with someone”) or food in general, and in ASOIAF “bread and salt” is used as a metaphor for making a living.
So he found himself clad in Groat’s painted wooden armor, astride
Groat’s sow, whilst Groat’s sister instructed him in the finer points of
the mummer’s joust that had been their bread and salt. –ADWD, Tyrion IX
The Snail shrugged. “I may not have been at Ashford Meadow, but jousting is my bread and salt. I follow tourneys from afar as faithfully as the maesters follow stars.” –The Mystery Knight
That said, when one is hosting a guest, and deliberately and demonstratively engaging in the practice of guest right (which FYI means that neither the host nor the guest may harm the other), bread and salt is customarily offered as part of the meal.
“My lord!” Catelyn had almost forgotten. “Some food would be most welcome. We have ridden many leagues in the rain.” Walder Frey’s mouth moved in and out. “Food, heh. A loaf of bread, a bite of cheese, mayhaps a sausage.” “Some wine to wash it down,” Robb said. “And salt.” “Bread and salt. Heh. Of course, of course.” The old man clapped his hands together, and servants came into the hall, bearing flagons of wine and trays of bread, cheese, and butter. Lord Walder took a cup of red himself, and raised it high with a spotted hand. “My guests,” he said. “My honored guests. Be welcome beneath my roof, and at my table.” “We thank you for your hospitality, my lord,” Robb replied. Edmure echoed him, along with the Greatjon, Ser Marq Piper, and the others. They drank his wine and ate his bread and butter. Catelyn tasted the wine and nibbled at some bread, and felt much the better for it. Now we should be safe, she thought.
She saw to the mulling of the wine first, found a suitable wheel of sharp white cheese, and commanded the cook to bake bread enough for twenty, in case the Lords Declarant brought more men than expected. Once they eat our bread and salt
they are our guests and cannot harm us. The Freys had broken all the
laws of hospitality when they’d murdered her lady mother and her brother
at the Twins, but she could not believe that a lord as noble as Yohn
Royce would ever stoop to do the same.
–AFFC, Alayne I
He tore the bread apart and offered half to Davos. “Eat. It’s good.” It was, though any stale crust would have tasted just as fine to
Davos; it meant he was a guest here, for this one night at least. The
lords of the Three Sisters had a black repute, and none more so than
Godric Borrell, Lord of Sweetsister, Shield of Sisterton, Master of
Breakwater Castle, and Keeper of the Night Lamp… but even robber lords
and wreckers were bound by the ancient laws of hospitality. I will see
the dawn, at least, Davos told himself. I have eaten of his bread and salt.
–ADWD, Davos I
But still, when it comes down to the simplest and most basic interpretation of the laws of hospitality, any food or drink will do. (For the most notable example, reread ADWD and see how Bowen Marsh never accepts Jon’s food when visiting his rooms, whether he’s serving breakfast (eggs and sausages) or only wine.) So really, Robb could have asked Walder Frey for popcorn, and the results would have been the same… well, they would have been the same however that wedding went down, that is.
This is for @jared-padaloveme and her JuJu’s Fluffy Birthday Challenge. It’s for prompt #47, Takes care of reader when sick. No warnings, except fluff!
Three years. That’s how long you’ve been acting on the show Supernatural as a guest star. Right alongside your husband Jared, and never once had you been sick. Sure, maybe a sniffle here or there, but nothing that stopped you from doing your work.
Today, when you had woken up, you found yourself cuddled against your husbands bare chest, your head pressed tight into his warm skin, your body curled into a tight ball beside him. That wasn’t unusual, you were always drawn to him, even in sleep. What you noticed right away was the fact that you were freezing, and you couldn’t seem to get close enough to his warmth.
anon: Can you write a Anthony Ramos x Reader where
Reader is just sitting in a cafe or starbucks with their laptop and their
laptop is COVERED with hamilton stickers and Anthony notices and starts to talk
to Reader? This seems really- strict but if you could do it thank you so much!
I hope I’m not bothering you - CB101
anon: any cast member that you choose, and it’s
where reader is gushing about Hamilton on Twitter n’ one of the cast mates see
it ? :33
i probably shouldn’t have combined them but i thought it was sweet. anywayyyy we have guests over right now so i probably should put on some pants and go pretend to be social!
You sat in the overcrowded cafe, typing away anxiously at
your laptop. As usual, you had left your assignment to the last minute, and you
were now stressing over the possibility of being able to finish it before the
You had already downed about three coffees that afternoon,
and you were on your fourth. You had to stay awake and be energised if you were
going to get the report done.
You let out a soft sigh, slamming your laptop shut and going
to the counter to order another coffee. When you returned to your table, a man
was standing in front of it and admiring your laptop.
“I really hope you weren’t planning on stealing that. I’ll
call the police if I need to,” You said, placing the cup down on the table and
sliding back into the booth.
“Oh… oh! I’m so sorry. I didn’t have any intentions of doing
that… it’s just…”
“Yeah yeah. Can you move along? I’ve got a lot of work to
get done,” You said, opening your laptop again and starting to type rapidly. He
sat in the seat opposite to you, his eyes still being fixed on the laptop.
“It must have taken you quite a while to collect all of
those stickers. Are you a big fan of Hamilton?” He questioned, looking at you
“We live in New York City. I don’t think there’s anyone here
that isn’t a big fan of Hamilton. But if you must know, yes. Yes I am,” You replied,
keeping your eyes fixed on the computer. You let out a huff when the man still
hadn’t left. You looked up from your computer screen, freezing.
“You’re Anthony Ramos,” You said quietly, biting your lip. “Oh
“Yeah. I guess I am,” He said, smiling. “Took you a while.”
“I’m sorry. I’ve just been so stressed with this report. I
need sleep, I need coffee… I haven’t been taking in my surroundings that well. Can
I buy you a drink to make up for it?”
“You can tell me your name first. Then maybe… maybe I’ll let
you buy me a drink,” he said, flashing a big smile in your direction. You blushed,
“I’m (Y/N) (L/N). Big fan of your music and… well everything
you do honestly. I’ve been following you since 21 Chump Street,” You stated.
“Dang, really? Honestly, that’s lit. Wait a second… that’s
why you look so familiar! I see you on Twitter all the time! Your tweets make
my day honestly,” Anthony said, pulling out his phone and opening the app. “Remind
me of your username. I’ll follow you.”
“It’s @(Y/UN). Wait, you really see them? That’s… I figured you’d
be too busy. It’s so nice to meet you by the way. I’m amazed I could actually
run into you in a city this big,” You stated.
“Well, hopefully the next time we run into each other, it’ll
be on purpose. I’ll dm you my number and we can catch up another time! Anyway,
I’ve gotta head off because I have a show starting in a few hours, but we’ll
talk soon yeah?”
“Oh, um… yeah! Thank
you so much Anthony,” You said.
“My pleasure. It was nice meeting you (Y/N).” With his final
words, he stood and left the café, leaving you with a big smile on your face. You
jumped when your phone vibrated, pulling it out of your pocket and sighing
Sorry if this is a silly question but I looked for it and couldnt find an answer. Is kinslaying / guestright actually proven anywhere to have negative physical consequences for those who break it? The only example that comes to mind is the Rat Cook but it's unclear how true that is...
Is kinslaying or betrayal of guest right supposed to have negative physical consequences? All we know is “the kinslayer is accursed in the eyes of gods and men” (and similar phrasings); and that the laws of hospitality are sacred and breaking them is unforgivable (by gods and men), treated as the direst of treasons.
So it seems more like the consequences are supposed to be spiritual, not physical. Those who break guest right are pariahs, treated with disgust. (The Rat Cook’s transformation is a metaphor for this reaction, if there’s any truth to the story.) The Freys are loathed beyond measure now, by all of Westeros,
Bronze Yohn rose in wrath. “Put up your steel, ser! Are you a Corbray or a Frey? We are guests here.”
“So young,” said Wyman Manderly. “Though mayhaps this was a blessing. Had he lived, he would have grown up to be a Frey.”
“Lord Wyman is not the only man who lost kin at your Red Wedding, Frey.
Do you imagine Whoresbane loves you any better? If you did not hold the
Greatjon, he would pull out your entrails and make you eat them, as
Lady Hornwood ate her fingers. Flints, Cerwyns, Tallharts, Slates… they
all had men with the Young Wolf.” “House Ryswell too,” said Roger Ryswell. “Even Dustins out of Barrowton.” Lady Dustin parted her lips in a thin, feral smile. “The north remembers, Frey.”
and when they are inevitably revenged upon, I doubt there will be much of anyone who will truly care, or dare to say it was unwarranted. (Thus their hasty ass-covering, by claiming it was Robb who broke guest right first, by turning into a werewolf and attacking at the wedding. It should be noted nobody believes this and it just makes people even more disgusted by them.)
As for kinslayers, many of those are physically punished, tried and executed for murder. For those who escape the law, well, it depends on their own character (i.e. this does not apply to sociopaths), but many (even those who may feel justified) will suffer emotionally (e.g. Tyrion), and whatever bad happens to them may be considered the judgement of the gods. But even those who kill relatives by accident can be considered accursed – and any with a conscience may torment themselves enough about it to feel as if they are.
Baelor Breakspear was cut down in his prime by his own brother
Maekar at the tourney at Ashford in the year 209 AC. […] His death was a mishap, almost certainly, and it is
written that Prince Maekar always bitterly regretted Baelor’s passing
and marked its anniversary every year.
And even those whose kinslaying is deliberate but legally justifiable, by war or the like, may have the stigma follow them nevertheless. (For example, the great drought of 210-211 AC was called the gods’ judgement on King Aerys I for making his Hand the bastard and kinslayer Bloodraven.)
So, any kinslaying and breaking of guest right, that is not physically punished through applicable civil laws, will be spiritually/emotionally punished by the reactions of society and self. (Or “by the gods”, in whatever way society interprets that punishment.) In this, the cultural mores of Westeros are not unlike any society in history, or even our own today.
The guest right is a sacred law of hospitality. When a guest, be he common born or noble, eats the food and drinks the drink off a host’s table beneath the host’s roof, the guest right is invoked. Bread and salt are the traditional provisions.
When invoked, neither the guest can harm his host nor the host harm his guest for the length of the guest’s stay. For either to do so would be to break a sacred covenant that is believed to invoke the wrath of the Gods both old and new. Both the teachings of the Old Gods and the Faith of the Seven hold to this. Even robber lords and wreckers are bound by the ancient laws of hospitality.
So, in exo’s guesting in happy camp right after kris left, Sehun revealed that Suho stays up late at night talking to someone on the phone. Suho said he was talking to his parents, but hearing this, Sehun literally said “no”
Baekhyun said he knew of this too. And because he was suspicious, he eavesdropped for three days. He was like I thought it was his parents too, “but it was a man”
Suho was like “I talk to my parents, and sunbaenims. I love my members”