Rast
2013-01-14 18:02:19 UTC
AMoL spoilers, obviously.
Throught the series, male Forsaken and other major antagonists have all
gotten quick, clean deaths, usually in honorable single combat. Most
often balefire (which frees them from the Dark One to be born again), but
there's also Couladin losing his duel to Mat, Asmo getting killed
instantly, Slayer losing to Perrin, Demandred losing to Lan, Taim losing
to Egwene. Even Moridin and Fain get quick exits.
But the following Evil Women survive the end of the series:
Messana -- mind broken, reduced to a drooling retard shitting herself
Graendal -- Permanently (?) compulsed to serve Aviendha
Moghedien -- leashed by the Seanchan
Elidia -- same, and she wasn't even a Darkfriend
Alviarin -- enslaved by the Aiel, not permitted to channel
Alviarin -- imprisoned in a stedding (this isn't too bad though)
There are probably more I'm forgetting.
Throught the series, male Forsaken and other major antagonists have all
gotten quick, clean deaths, usually in honorable single combat. Most
often balefire (which frees them from the Dark One to be born again), but
there's also Couladin losing his duel to Mat, Asmo getting killed
instantly, Slayer losing to Perrin, Demandred losing to Lan, Taim losing
to Egwene. Even Moridin and Fain get quick exits.
But the following Evil Women survive the end of the series:
Messana -- mind broken, reduced to a drooling retard shitting herself
Graendal -- Permanently (?) compulsed to serve Aviendha
Moghedien -- leashed by the Seanchan
Elidia -- same, and she wasn't even a Darkfriend
Alviarin -- enslaved by the Aiel, not permitted to channel
Alviarin -- imprisoned in a stedding (this isn't too bad though)
There are probably more I'm forgetting.
--
There walked into the lethal quicksands a very old man in tattered
purple, crowned with withered vine-leaves and gazing ahead as if upon the
golden domes of a fair city where dreams are understood. That night
something of youth and beauty died in the elder world. - H P Lovecraft
There walked into the lethal quicksands a very old man in tattered
purple, crowned with withered vine-leaves and gazing ahead as if upon the
golden domes of a fair city where dreams are understood. That night
something of youth and beauty died in the elder world. - H P Lovecraft