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The White-Luck Warrior / Re: Mimara
« on: February 27, 2016, 02:23:39 am »
Maybe with the judging eye Mimara will be able to salt sorcerers and undo sorcery with a gaze!
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QuoteAccording to the Nonman King, not one in a hundred Inchoroi survived the Ark’s fall from the heavens, and yet a thousand thousand of them had warred against the Nonmen over the course of their innumerable wars.
So, there were 100 million Inchoroi in the Ark? I can't say I am believing that...
Certainly not if the measurements of the Ark in the Isuphiryas are to be believed.
Yeah, I am more inclined to believe the measurements than the number of Inchoroi they thought they faced.
With the grafts, there could have been a much smaller, ever "evolving" group of Inchoroi which made it seem like vaster numbers.
Grim kinsman,frosting the breath of his every counsel[/i]
Dark reflection! Even the knight-cheiftains bundle their cloaks
When they catch your glint in their Lord's eye.
QuoteCertainly there were truces, the coming together of coincidental interests, but nothing else, nothing meaningful. Kellhus had taught him that. He cackled aloud when the revelation struck, and for a moment the world itself wobbled. A sense of power suffused him, so intense it seemed something other might snap from his frame, that throwing out his arms he could shear Joktha’s walls from their foundations, cast them to the horizon. No reason bound him. Nothing. No scruple, no instinct, no habit, no calculation, no hate … He stood beyond origin or outcome. He stood nowhere.
I'd have to say this is the moment in which Gilgoal actually inhabited Cnaüir. Joktha is one of my favorite battle scenes in the books, for this reason alone.
Conphas had witnessed it, as much as any of the Columnaries who'd quailed before him in Jokta. In the firelight the barbarian's eyes had been coals set in his skull. And the blood had painted him the colour of his true skin. Theswatting arms, the roaring voices, the chest-pounding declarations. They had all seen the God. They had all seen dread Gilgaol rearing about him. a great shadow...
This is very close to the lesson Kellhus learns from Pragma about trees.QuoteMen were like this, Cnaiür realized, binding their manifold roots then branching in a thousand different directions, twining into the greater canopy of other men. But these things—these skin-spies—were something altogether different, though they could mimic men well enough. They did not bleed into their surroundings as men did. They struck through circumstances, rather than reaching out to claim them. They were spears concealed in the thickets of human activity. Thorns … Tusks.
Found this very interesting and a little gem from Mr. Bakker. Cnaüir observing the skin-spies and how they are compared to men. A lie made flesh essentially. And, he compares them to tusks. And the Tusk is another lie the Inchoroi has put in the Three-Seas to further their purpose. Great little nugget of you ask me.
I think it is plausible to think that perhaps Kellhus is actually working to defeat the Consult, but at the same time, achieve their same goal (minus all the murder).
I feel there is a good chance that what Kellhus wants is the sealing off of the world from the Outside, this way everything is calculable, everything is determinable and so being truly self-moving is possible.
Essentially, make a meaningful world, meaningless.
ETA: it then makes plenty of sense as to why Kellhus would want the Tekne.