Despite having been obsessed with ɹnding Ragnor Fell ever since Madeleine had told her
his name, Clary had never stopped to picture what he might look like. A large, bearded
man, she would have thought, if she’d thought about it at all. Someone who looked like a
Viking, with big broad shoulders.
But the person who stepped out of the front door was tall and thin, with short, spiky dark
hair. He was wearing a gold mesh vest and a pair of silk pajama pants. He regarded Clary
with mild interest, puɽng gently on a fantastically large pipe as he did so. Though he
looked nothing at all like a Viking, he was instantly and totally familiar.
Magnus Bane. […]
“I …” Sebastian seemed at a loss for words. Clary wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting,
but Magnus was a lot to take in. “We were hoping you could help us. I’m Sebastian Verlac,
“And this is Clarissa Morgenstern—her mother is Jocelyn Fairchild—”
“I don’t care who her mother is,” Magnus said. “You can’t see me without an
appointment. Come back later. Next March would be good.”
“March?” Sebastian looked horrified
Sebastian froze in place, his mouth still open, his hand partially outstretched.
“Sebastian!” Clary reached out to touch him, but he was as rigid as a statue. Only the
slight rise and fall of his chest showed that he was even still alive. “Sebastian?” she said
again, but it was hopeless: She knew somehow that he couldn’t see or hear her. She turned on Magnus. “I can’t believe you just did that. What on earth is wrong with you? Haswhatever’s in that pipe melted your brain? Sebastian’s on our side.”
“I don’t have a side, Clary darling,” Magnus said with a wave of his pipe. “And really, it’s
your own fault I had to freeze him for a short while. You were awfully close to telling him
I’m not Ragnor Fell.”
“That’s because you’re not Ragnor Fell.” […]
City of Glass by Cassandra Clare
Chapter 7: Where Angels Fear to Tread
Oh joy, Magnus Bane is back! I did not miss this asshole and honestly I was hoping that he would crawl back under the hole he risen from but I can’t have nice things, can’t I? First of all, this first snippet was so confusing. It took me two re-reads to get that it was Magnus Bane himself, not Ragnor Fell simply resembles Magnus Bane.
Also, Clare assumed that just because his name is Nordic in orgin that he would look like a sterotypical Viking? Can I tell you how stupd an assumption that is? He could have changed his name, he could be biracial just like Magnus.
It reminds me, how people assume that I’m white based off my name and the sound of my voice (I sound very white) and then get shocked when a black person shows up.
Moving on, let’s talk about how this whole scene does not make sense. Okay, so Magnus doesn’t want sebastian to know that he’s not Ragnor Fell. He could have just not opened the door, and pretended to not be there. Magnus could have also just raised some quick wards and they would have left.
Or Magnus could have just cast a quick spell to make him look like Ragnor Fell. He has almost limitless power, and yet they are going through this big unnecessaary drama?
I also want to once again mention how Clary has put all of her trust into Sebastian, who is a complete stranger. She has know idea that what he said in anyway was truth or that he was lying. Oh, no Magnus should have trusted this complete stranger just because Clary says it’s okay. *rolls eyes*