#emond's field five

[casualavocados]

It made me think of us. All of us. And how together we face the impossible. (insp by @markantonys)

THE WHEEL OF TIME 2.01 A Taste Of Solitude | 2.08 What Was Meant To Be

[blank-potato]

One Bed, Three Ta'veren

Pairing: Rand al'Thor x Reader x Mat Cauthon

Summary:

If you were this uncomfortable, you could only imagine how miserable Mat and Rand must be on the hard floor. With a sigh, you sit up in bed, glancing between them before finally muttering, “Just get up here. Both of you.” There’s a moment of hesitation before they give in, shuffling under the covers, pressed close together for warmth. Or You all love each other but need a little push to admit it; luckily, you all end up staying at an inn with only one bed.

A/N: Another Randwich but with Mat this time! I just love me some Cauthor and best friends kissing for the first time, Challengers style. It's set during season 1, and Rand and Egwene have never dated in this fic, it’s just implied briefly that he had a crush on her

✦ ⋆ ࣪.✦ ⋆ ࣪.✦ ⋆ ࣪.

It had been a long journey, and exhaustion weighed heavily on all of you.

Walking for hours on end, trying to reach the White Tower, not knowing if you would see Perrin and Egwene again or if they even made it out of Shadar Logoth alive. The only thing keeping you sane was Rand and Mat.

Eventually, you made it to a place to rest for the night in a village not too unlike Emond’s Field. The inn where you had to stay was all full except one room…with only one bed. Your luck had been terrible, but you had two gentlemen more than willing to sacrifice their sleep and their backs for you.

“I can stay on the floor,” Rand offers.

“So can I,” Mat interjects, ever the stubborn one.

As you watch them bicker over who should take the worst sleeping spot, you even try offering to take it, but they immediately shut you down. They were always coddling you, even back home in the Two Rivers.

You had to carry something heavy? Rand would offer to take it off your hands. You had a problem that needed solving? Mat would be there to figure it out with you. They supported you no matter what, so of course, you found yourself in bed while Mat and Rand took the floor.

“Goodnight,” you say, and they mumble back half-asleep responses in quick succession.

As you lie there, staring at the ceiling, it’s not even five minutes before you realise sleep won’t come. You can’t help but notice the way the cold seeps into your bones, the stiff mattress and flimsy blankets doing little to keep you warm. If you were this uncomfortable, you could only imagine how miserable Mat and Rand must be on the hard floor.

With a sigh, you sit up in bed, glancing between them before finally muttering, “Just get up here. Both of you.”

There’s a moment of hesitation before they give in, shuffling under the covers, pressed close together for warmth. It feels so much nicer, their bodies on either side of yours. The bed was anything but spacious, and you were all kind of on top of one another, but you didn't mind.

Quite the opposite.

You’d been harbouring a crush on both Mat and Rand for quite some time, and now this... well, it was either a dream come true or it was going to give you a heart attack. If you did die of happiness, at least you’d die knowing you'd been truly alive.

"Comfortable?" you ask, pulling the sheet over all of you, and the boys let out thankful grumbles, glad their backs wouldn't be broken by the hardwood floor.

Then, in a quieter voice, “What if it’s one of us… the Dragon Reborn?”

Silence hangs between you, heavy with unspoken fears.

“If it is one of us…” Rand murmurs, his voice steady despite the weight of his words. “We stay together. No matter what.”

Mat opens his mouth to respond, but instead hums in agreement before muttering, “I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep tonight.”

You shift slightly, feeling the warmth of Rand’s body against your front, the softness of his hair brushing your cheek, while Mat’s scruff tickles the back of your neck behind you.

“I don’t think I will either,” you reply.

Sandwiched between them, it feels comfortable, more comfortable than you’ve been in a long time. Like you’re back home, surrounded by warmth and familiarity, as if everything were normal again. No Trollocs chasing after you. No looming threat of being the Dragon Reborn. No Darkfriends lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to strike.

Just you, Mat and Rand, like it always used to be.

As you close your eyes, you can almost picture it, days spent in Emond’s Field, nights filled with laughter, with nothing to fear except whether the crops would yield enough, or if the Village Council would argue themselves hoarse again.

But that life is gone now, a distant dream.

You feel Mat shiver against you, he’s been like this ever since you left Shadar Logoth, his body tense, his breath uneven.

“Mat? Move over.”

Without thinking, you climb over him, positioning him between you and Rand, hoping the added warmth will help. He grumbles about something, but you don't hear the words.

As if second nature, Rand’s hand moves gently to Mat’s dark hair, fingertips ghosting over his temple in a silent gesture of comfort. You notice the way Mat leans into his touch in the dim light from the lantern by the bed.

“I'm not even cold.”

“Stop complaining, I can feel you shivering,” Rand says softly as he comforts him.

It was cute. They were always so touchy with one another, always having an excuse to have their hands on each other.

Just then, Mat reaches back blindly, searching for you, and you take his hand, tracing slow, calming patterns along his fingers, hoping it gives him even the smallest bit of relief.

After a long pause, his voice breaks the quiet.

Mat says, “Do you remember when you snuck us into the Winespring Inn’s kitchen to steal the leftover sweetcakes?”

You smile at the memory, feeling a sense of warmth that makes you feel safe again.

You reply, “Of course I do, you spent the whole night trying to convince Mistress al’Vere it was all Rand’s idea when we'd get caught.”

Rand, laughing at the memory, shakes his head and says, “And somehow, I still ended up scrubbing pots for a week! You were always such a troublemaker.”

“I was only a troublemaker with the two of you. I was perfectly well behaved with Perrin or Egwene.”

You feel another hand reach out for yours, and even without looking, you know it’s Rand’s; his fingertips are rough and calloused from years of working on the farm, so different from Mat’s.

You hold hands, the tufts of Mat's hair between both of your fingers like carding through blades of grass.

“So you blame us for your bad behaviour?” Rand teases.

“In part, yes.”

They both laugh, and in the darkness, your senses are heightened, every small sound and touch feeling like fire.

Mat moves and rests beneath Rand’s chin, his breathing finally evening out, though the tension in his body hasn’t fully disappeared. You shift slightly, letting your head rest against Mat’s, his heartbeat steady beneath your ear.

For the first time in what feels like forever, despite everything, despite the fear and uncertainty that the future holds, you feel safe.

“Do you think one day we'll be able to return home?” Mat says, his voice quiet but hopeful.

You know he misses his sisters and the way things used to be.

“I know we will, even if it's years from now. We're going to make it through…together,” you say, gripping his shoulder firmly.

Mat nods, exhaling slowly. “Yeah. Together.” Then, with a lopsided grin, he adds, “Just as long as I don’t have to carry Rand the whole way, guy’s heavier than he looks.”

Of course, Rand responds with a playful whack to Mat’s chest. “Hilarious, you ought to be the one carried,” he deadpans, though there’s a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

You laugh, the sound light in the quiet night, and as you sit in the warm stillness between them, you decide to take a swing.

“I couldn’t be without you both,” you say, voice soft but sure. “I’d go mad.”

There's silence in the room. Even though your words were simple, the weight behind them and the sincerity in your voice carried through, doing little to conceal how much you meant it.

"I mean it…" You say, your voice steady but intense, your eyes meeting theirs.

You sit up, lighting another lantern, its soft glow flickering and brightening up the dim room. Both of them are looking at you with a mix of curiosity and concern, their expressions waiting for your next words.

You inhale deeply, gathering your thoughts before continuing. "I'd do anything to protect you and make sure you're safe, no matter what it takes and I…"

“I love you, I'm in love with you," you say softly, your heart racing as the words leave your lips. The silence that follows feels deafening, but in it, there's a sense of relief. You can’t believe you’ve finally said it. You had imagined telling them so many times, speaking to yourself in your mirror, but now it was finally out there.

"Rand?" Mat asks, his voice laced with disbelief.

"Yes, and you, Mat." You nod, your words steady despite the weight of the moment.

"You love us both...?" Rand’s question lingers in the air, almost hesitant, as if unsure how to process this revelation.

"It’s not as uncommon as you may think," you reply, a touch of vulnerability in your voice. "Having feelings for more than one person… And I can’t help how I feel about both of you. And…" You pause, gathering your thoughts. "I can see the way you look at each other."

"Rand and…" Mat's voice falters as he tries to get his head around it, the realisation dawns on him slowly. His conflicted expression falls onto Rand, looking for some sort of answer.

"It would take a fool not to notice. You care for each other far more than just friends do. It's love..." You add, hoping that they'll listen to reason.

Rand is quiet for a long moment, his gaze distant, as if deep in contemplation. The silence feels heavy, but you know this is a lot for both of them to process.

“Someone, please say something.”

You've never been so terrified as the silence continues to stretch on. Maybe you’ve overstepped and said too much. Maybe you've lost your best friends and should've stayed silent. The tension hangs thick in the air as you pick at the bed sheet, but your mental spiral is interrupted by a low chuckle from Mat.

“I think we've said enough.” Mat pulls you in, his embrace firm and steady, as if grounding you both in the moment.

When your lips finally meet, it's hesitant at first, but full of the unspoken emotions that have been building up over the years. Then, as if something clicks into place, the kiss deepens, carrying the weight of everything they've been through together. Gently holding your face in his hands, as he steals your air with each movement.

You both pull away, breathless, like you can’t believe it was finally happening. And almost instantly, Rand pulls you closer, his lips moving desperately against yours, as if afraid to let go.

His hands find their way to your back, fingers pressing in just enough to keep you grounded in the moment. It’s more than just a kiss; it’s a promise, a release, a feeling of finally being understood.

You both pull back, and Mat’s gaze shifts between the two of you with a look that’s full of wonder and want. He exhales sharply, running a hand through his hair and shaking his head with a crooked, half-amused smile.

“Well… that was something,” he mutters, his voice lighter than the tension still lingering in the air. “You two really know how to put on a show.”

But there’s no denying the way his eyes linger, the way his fingers twitch at his side, like he’s debating something he’s not quite ready to say out loud. Then, his gaze flicks to Rand’s lips, and you know exactly what he wants. 

Mat and Rand look at each other, uncertain if they want to cross this line, if they should take that final step into something they both clearly want. 

“Don't be afraid to give in. What do you have to lose?” you say, your voice barely above a whisper, but full of meaning. Afraid that they wouldn’t be able to make the first step, you make it for them. You hold both of their chins gently, guiding them toward each other until their lips meet, hesitant at first, then melting into each other like it’s something they’d done a million times before. 

Mat kisses Rand with desperate fervour, his hands clutching at your thigh like you were a lifeline, while Mat’s touch is tentative but searching, his fingers reaching out to furl in his shirt like he was a lost part of his soul, now reunited.

It was a beautiful sight, the moment hesitation gave way to something they’d been hiding for a long time. All those days they spent dancing around it or pretending it wasn’t there. The jealousy Mat would feel when Rand was fawning over Egwene, and the quiet ache Rand carried when Mat wasn’t by his side. All of it leading up to this moment. 

As he lets down his defences, Rand leans into Mat, his fingers running through Mat's hair, gripping just slightly as if afraid to let go. Mat exhales against his lips, a quiet sound of surrender, before pulling Rand even closer, their bodies pressing together as the space between them disappears.

Rand’s tongue slips into Mat’s mouth, slow and searching, and Mat responds with a sharp gasp before melting into it. It was messy and hungry, like they couldn’t get enough of each other, like they’d been holding back for far too long, and you couldn’t look away.

They finally tear apart, panting and reluctant, eyes still locked on each other, before they both turn to you.

“I… I don’t know what that was,” Rand says, voice low, “but…”

Mat doesn’t wait for him to finish, already knowing what he’s thinking. 

“Me too.”

He then reaches for you and pulls you between them, no hesitation, no second-guessing. Your back rests against Rand, his arms wrapping around your wrists, gently pulling one of your hands to his lips as he works his way up your arm, his breath warm against your skin. Mat’s eyes are a fire of intensity, never leaving you. He’s looking you up and down, his gaze hungry, like he’s ready to devour you and then, without a word, he does.

Lips trail hot kisses down your neck, hands roaming, gripping, exploring. The longer it goes on you barely know who’s touching you, and where.

“We need you,” Rand says, his voice low and steady, as he tugs your shirt off with a gentle urgency.

Mat’s gaze lands on your topless form, and with a teasing smirk, he finishes, “More than you can imagine.”

The rest of the night is long, the heat and emotion taking over you as if no challenges were waiting in the morning because, in that moment, it truly felt like there weren’t.

There were no more secrets between the three of you now. Your desires and your fears, your longing and your love, all of it had been laid bare tonight.

Morning breaks softly, casting a pale golden light across the room. The boys are still asleep beside you, their breathing slow and steady, bodies loosely entangled with yours. Their bodies were littered with love bites, teeth marks and scratches, evidence of the night that had been shared between you all. Looking down at yourself, you realize you were no different, your skin marked like a map of the stars. 

A warmth fills your heart as you trace each mark with your fingers, remembering each touch they gave you. You hope they last long, that each mark stays, so you can look at them every day and remember what happened that night.

Masterlist

[cassandrablah]

So I'm about halfway through book three of the wheel of time right now, and I'm just thinking about the parents back at Emond's Field. Because (spoilers) Mat and Rand's fathers BOTH took a very long and harsh journey all the way to Tar Valon to see if their sons were alive or if any of the other kids were okay, only to be told that they had no idea where they were. I mean think about it.

These people woke up one morning to FIVE of their kids missing after a terrifying raid in the middle of the night, and the only way they were told that they left on their own free will was because at least one of them (I think it was Egwene) left a note. They go through the spring, summer, fall and then the winter and hear nothing. All they know is that their children has been taken by an Aei Sedai and there's a good chance that they won't be coming back. But they still have hope.

So now I imagine all the townspeople having a meeting thinking about what they should do, if they should do anything. Eventually they either decided to send Master Cauthon and Tam out, or they decided to do it themselves. They're farmers. They have no money and Tar Valon is very far. There are Trollocs and dark friends everywhere. They know this because they saw them with their own eyes. But they go anyway because they need to know if their children are okay. We have no idea (at this point) if they ever got into any trouble, or how they were doing on money and food. What we do know is that they got to Tar Valon, saw the Amrilyn Seat, and were told that they had no idea where their sons or the children of their friends were. Can you imagine having to walk away after that?

I know that if I had gone to those lengths, risked everything out of fear for my child, and spent at least a year and a half wondering if they were dead somewhere or brainwashed by these witches, I would have lost my mind. My heart would have broke and I don't think I would have been able to put it back together. Because not only does no one know where they are, but one of the strongest influences in the continent don't know.

I feel so bad for the Emond Fielder's. They just want things to go back to the way they were.

[wexpyke]

happy early valentine’s day from the Emond’s Field Five (and a bonus Mat)

[clearancecreedwatersurvival]

I need the show to do more with all five of the emond's field gang being ta'veren, all the ta'veren moments have been pretty subtle so far, i need them to up the ante and get weirder with it

[maarigolds]

Since yall liked the first one I made more

bonus: emond's field five + possibly being the dragon reborn

[iliiuan]

Moiraine was in Emond's Field for five minutes and clocked the Village Council as useless, the Women's Circle as the true political power of the place.

[asha-mage]

Robert Jordan finished WoT AU 😈

[Send me a potential AU and I'll answer with five things from that story!]

ahahaahahaha, you bait me so zorpi! This is more a 'things I reasonably can guess from my many read through the series' more then anything else, but-

Based on Perrin's portion of the Jordan written ending their was clearly meant to be a moment where Perrin had to choose between Faile's safety and the fulfillment of his duty- and choose his duty, trusting in Faile to protect herself and make her own choices. This is also pretty clearly what Malden and the battle with the Shaido was meant to set up: Perrin realizing that his obsessive desire to protect/love Faile was as much flaw as virtue, and that true love would be trusting her strength and courage. In Jordan's ending I would guess that this would likely have manifested having a choice between leaving the Two Rivers force at the front lines to go rescue Faile, who is carrying the Horn to Mat, or else stay with the Two Rivers Forces and trust Faile- choosing the later. Thus his racing through the battlefield in the aftermath, and finding Faile still alive in the carnage, would be his arc reaching it's conclusions, being rewarded for his trust and faith in her.

Mat was, I suspect, supposed to play a much larger role in the negotiations to get the Seanchan into the coalition against the Shadow, serving as leverage and pressure to get Tuon to the table and to agree to the terms- I also suspect based on his reticence regarding the Empire from when he and Tuon part in KoD, he was supposed to be a lot more reluctant/put off on the idea of commanding the Seanchan forces, and it was originally supposed to be Tuon's idea and/or part of her compromise- she'll join, but her army will follow Mat, not the Dragon appointed supreme commander.

I think we would have gotten a lot more Gabrelle, Toveine, and Logain as our Black Tower PoVs/the counter coup against Taim- Toveine was already being set up in this role in KoD and prior, and it would make sense as a means for her to 'redeem' herself of the Vileness, and it fits with Jordan's usual 'closing of the circle' that one of the Red Sister who helped with the slaughter of the men who could channel, would be one of the first and strongest converts to the Black Tower's cause.

I think we where supposed to also a get bit more thematic conflict/contrast between Graendal and Rand in Arad Doman. In general the political situatuion in Arad Doman feels very....off from how Jordan normally works politics. I think the broad beats (destruction of Natrin's Barrow, failure to stabilize the region, Rand abandoning Bandar Ebon to starve at his lowest moment) would be the same, but it feels very strange things like the merchant council politics and Graendal's broader parallels to Rand (especially in that moment- as she /also/ crumpled under impossible standards and failure to live up to perfection as Rand is currently inthe process of doing) would be far more dug into.

Finally, I think we would have had a least one major reunion scene with the original Emond's Field 5- I know this is something Sanderson wanted to do and tried very hard to manage but didn't quite fit in, which I think is sad. It really feels like their is a missing moment in there, where Mat, Perrin, Rand, Egwene and Nynaeve where all supposed to sit down and reflect on how far they've come and how before the final battle. It especially feels like something that would have been appropriate from either Nynaeve and Rand's perspective.

[jackoshadows]

Well, that's that I guess.

The Great Hunt is how I was introduced to the WOT series and fantasy in general and I went back and read The Eye of the World. I loved the magic system, alternate realities and Grolm and portal stones and I was excited to see all that on the TV show. What I got instead was a season of Rand working in an asylum and shacking up with Lanfear. At that point I was watching mainly for the wonder girls.

I will say that I feel bad for the cast of this show. This show had one of the best cast I have seen including a fairly diverse one. I watched this on Amazon Prime and I wanted it to do well for the cast. Diversity in fantasy TV shows is so rare.

I wish Madeleine Madden, Zoe Robbins, Marcus Rutherford, Josha Stradowski and Donal Finn all the best for their future careers. Especially Madeleine Madden who did an amazing job and I want to see more of her in future projects.

Egwene al'Vere is arguably the female lead of the books paralleling Rand al'Thor and I wish the TV show centered more on her and the rest of the Emond's Field five instead of Moiraine.

The focus on Moiraine would be like if GOT focused on Ned Stark to the detriment of Jon, Dany, Arya, Bran and Tyrion, just because he was played by Sean Bean - at that time the most popular actor on the show.

GOT for the most part refused to do that in the early seasons and followed the books even down to the dialogue. They held on to that book fanbase until the show developed enough of an audience that they could then change stuff and it wouldn't affect viewership numbers even if book fans stopped watching.

WOT on the other hand was not confident enough in it's young, unknown actors to carry the book story and instead wrote around Moiraine because she was played by Rosamund Pike and they needed to give her more to do. I feel that this was to detriment of the story. They also changed too much - in season one - driving away book fans, nor was the writing so good that they were able to attract a non book audience.

And well, by the time we got to a more well written season 3, the damage was done and the show had lost most of it's audience.

Anyways, yeah.

We will always have the books. And unlike with asoiaf and GOT, in this case the books are finished and the story is complete.

[markantonys]

Wheel of Time S2 Countdown

Day 5: Favorite Dynamic → the Emond's Field Five We don't need the Aes Sedai. We're Two Rivers folk. I'll heal what I can, and when Egwene and Perrin arrive, we'll sort out the rest. Together.

[veliseraptor]

i find it really interesting that of all the emond's field five mat is the only one who doesn't get a pov all the way up until book three. it just...distances the reader from him, particularly because he's a character with some major dissonance between his persona/performance and his internal experience, and by deferring access to that internal experience the series denies the opportunity to know that until later, when the reader might think they already know who he is.

i'm not sure what to make of it as a writing choice, but it is one that i noticed this time and, thinking about the way jordan uses different povs in wheel of time as a whole, it stands out to me.

[daughter-heir]

since the show is making the Emond’s field five (and co) actually friends I hope we get some big tel’aran’rhiod meet ups in later seasons

[iviarellereads]

Lord of Chaos, Chapter 21 - To Shadar Logoth

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(Ravens icon) In which I'm sure he meant it as a kindness.

PERSPECTIVE: Rand asks if they can show him the Waygate at Shadar Logoth today,(1) if he takes them there by Travel. More heated discussion, and they agree. They’re just as content to get on with their search, and Elder Haman complains that there weren’t enough Ogier-sized rooms anyway.(2) Rand opens a Gateway and Sulin demands a count of fifty to gather a guard. Rand says there's nothing they can fight there, but fine. Rand warns all those who come not to touch or take anything, or enter any building.

In Shadar Logoth, we get a reminder of how the city declined, and Rand feels the evil of it stronger than he used to, so much that he has an almost conversation with the Lews Therin in his head.(3) Haman leads them to the Waygate, and he offers to lock it. Rand says it may need to be used, and though he wishes it could be cleansed, he weaves a ward and trap of saidin around it, using all five Powers. He feels extra sick from the taint interacting with Mashadar. After he's done, one of the Aiel is missing: Liah. Everyone splits into pairs to search, but to no avail. Rand doesn't want to leave her there, but they can't stay much longer.

The day wears out, and still no sign of Liah. Rand finally relents and takes everyone to the 2Rs. They come out in a field he's never seen used for anything about two hours' walk from Emond's Field, but there’s a farmhouse visible now, and a boy shepherding from a little way off. Rand asks Haman and Covril not to tell anyone that he was here, or how they got here. They agree, but Haman tells him he can’t kill himself, intentionally or by overwork, without endangering the world. Then, the Ogier start walking toward the village. Rand looks toward his childhood home, and opening the Gateway to Caemlyn is like tearing his own arm off, for the pain.

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(1) Why the haste? Why does he feel a need to get this done right now? (2) You know, just last chapter, he was almost downright hostile at the idea of Ogier taking up any stedding within a day's journey of human settlements, and Ogier almost never travel except to repair stone work done by their ancestors (or, indeed, their grandparents). What a hypocrisy, to expect people to be able to accommodate large groups that only exist once in every few hundred years to travel together, just because that's how it used to be. (3) Later there's more weirdness as regards use of saidin, everything seems worse in the presence of Mashadar, in some resonance between the two kinds of evil. How mad do you think Rand's meant to be here? A regular reminder that RJ always thought he was only 2-3 books away from the end for the rest of the series, which comes through in Rand's madness in particular: everything about it is leaning forward of the way we now know the narrative plays out, so he always looks madder than you'd think he could survive for the rest of the series.

[squirrelwrangler]

Dredged up AMoL bitterness:

The only one of the Emond's Field Five to die is Egwene. FUUUUUUUUUUuuuuuck that. Even Fucking Rand gets to live as his wish-fullfillment anonymous non-channeler but can still do special-boy rule-breaking magic probably extra life. But Egwene gets a only somewhat impressive technical victory and gets to be the heroic voice-over speech for Rand's second-wind heroic victory. She doesn't get to lead the Tower into the Fourth Age. She gets the barely a month as true Amyrlin, statue and a footnote in the history books.

That's the death I hate most. The one happy ending that I wish show canon could reverse to make but know they won't.

So many other characters get to live, but not her. And the fact that BS later on explained away a loophole to let even Lanfear live?

[theravenchilde]

Look, plot time for perrin!

At one point I forgot padan fain's name lol

Damn that's a fast barricade! How industrious

Give Loial his axe pls

IS THAT WIL ALSEEN

Bitch you know trollocs don't have wagons fool also they were like five feet away

Hi Ila! And aram I guess. RIP Raen.

Faile is still so tiny lmfao

I wonder if emonds field just gets the whole episode like rhuidean

Ila and Aram hit harder after Rhuidean too

Can Loial understand maiden hand talk?! They taught him! How sweet

Lmao bode and eldrin bragging about moiraine

LONGBOW CONTEST WOOHOO

WOLF BANNER

I'm so sorry I keep getting distracted picturing that one gif of a hamster eating a banana re perrin and faile

Why isn't bornhald in armor?

Ooo there's a pattern on Dain's.... It's not a gambeson but the outer cloth on his armor? It's very cool looking

GET SOME LOIAL

Get some Maksim! Hahahhahahahah but do figs taste good? I'm sure the haters are gonna bitch tho but they can fuck off.

Are they gonna 🍌

The cinnamon topography in their convo is a little weird tho

Hahaha the girls hate the horn too

There's some very dramatic music going on

How come perrin gets armor and no one else does. Where are ur scouts. I miss Tam. Glad the ladies get to fight this time tho.

No you idiots keep shooting

What's the handtalk for fuck

HAMMER TIME

daise congar rip you beast

Damn I was hoping Maksim wouldn't be able to draw a longbow but I guess that'd ruin the scene

That's a big fucking arrow

Seriously whitecloaks? Y'all didn't notice that shit?

I bet they have darkfriends just so they don't have to outfit so many trolloc costumes.

Fuck you commercial

I swear if anything happens to the kids I will cut a bitch. Aram watch out for shaken baby pls. Oops. Sword time too.

Oh are we actually killing valda? Well good.

Ooo the ropes is a good tactic.

I think they made a mistake costuming valda and padan fain so similarly. In the action the hair is just similar enough I have to do a double take.

HAMMER TIME

Um. EXCUSE ME. DID THEY JUST KILL THE PERSON WHO WRITES THE DAMN SERIES. WHAT THE FUCK.

Okay I forgot season one, did padan get all logothy?

Blood smooch but I'm still big mad rn. Did they cut him for his costume too???!! Did we fix Alanna yet? Stop killing black actors off! This has better be bc the actor left for another job and they had to write him out. I hate this.

Okay I don't actually hate it but I still think the two rivers arc was unnecessarily weakened.

[readerofrealms]

wheel of time season two finale spoilers!

the avengers? no the Emond's field five!!!!!!!! (yes I know this five increases to six because of more people!)

instead of saying wow they look like the avengers im going to start saying wow they look like the Emond's Field Five

lol