#lan madragoran

[wisdomnynaeve]

Nynaeve come get your husband I think he's joined a commune

[esterzach]

Second lesson

I have no shame. Feel free to ignore it. I know my English is not even close to enough to do this properly. Also ... Do I have the right to do this since I haven't read the books? I'd say after every screaming voice, that somehow all of a sudden became an expert in writing, a critic that felt obliged to shit over my favourite characters - this is incredibly satisfying. Again. I have no shame. For this at least.

Second lesson

Rand eyed her across the room, finally alone. The only other person in the spacious room was Moiraine. She was quiet, more than before, staring into the space, sipping from a small cup of tea. The young man swallowed. After everything that happened that day, Moiraine had said too little and he wasn’t exactly focused on her until now. His attention went to the storm of events, and to his friends, now gathered together in the same place. It was a long night, conversations, heated debates, accusations, revelations…

Not a few of the accusatory glances were aimed toward the Aes Sedai. For some of the little group, she was still an enigma and now they actually had something solid to blame her for. She had hidden the truth about Rand. No matter how much he had explained that it was his choice to leave them, that he was the one to ask Moiraine to make them believe he was dead, he doubted that they would soon believe him and stop being angry at her. But aside from the dirty looks thrown at Moiraine, most of them didn't dare to confront her.

Nynaeve… was a different story. Her anger was heard throughout the inn where they were all gathered. Even Lan couldn’t make her stop, although after a while he took her arm and dragged her outside in the corridor.

Moiraine remained silent. Perrin and Mat stared into each other, silently. The confusion and the distrust toward the Aes Sedai were palpable.

And Moiraine was just sitting there.

She looked pale and tired. On the light of the candles and fire from the hearth, her age seems even more elusive. A beautiful woman, but her delicate features were veiled with profound tiredness and sadness. Rand knew why. What he had seen and heard the previous day and last night was enough to have a much better understanding of what this woman was carrying. And yet, it was hard to imagine. Somewhere in his mind, the idea of Moiraine Sedai was changing. Reshaping. The fearsome image of the manipulative secretive woman shited toward something more familiar. More human. The icy facade had fallen.

For the first time since he met her over a year ago, behind the idea of an Aes Sedai, a woman has formed. A woman of flesh and blood, with heart and feelings. A human being, who was capable of hurting, of fear, of love.

Odd, he thought. He had seen her suffer before, he had seen her on the brink of death. He had watched this man hoover over her, her bodyguard, who warned him with a simple look, that whatever she thought he and his friends were, he won't hesitate to swing with a sword and slit their throats, if they dared even look at her the wrong way. He wondered back then what sort of debt or reason he had to walk after her like a loyal dog. What kind of a leash did she have on him so she held him so tight? Was he a servant, attached to her by orders from The White Tower? A lover maybe, who she had wrapped up in her nets years ago by an evil spell, that he fell victim somehow to her magic, and still hadn't realized that he sacrificed everything for someone who hardly ever even spoke to him. He had carried her unconscious body in his arms, tended her wound, and gave her water like a husband to a sick wife. And Rand still didn't quite understand.

He had seen her help and heal his father, then Mat. Maybe she really was on his side, he thought back then. And although some form of respect had formed in him, she was still an Aes Sedai. Never mind they all called her Moiraine, not even Moiraine Sedai. She had never insisted on that, never reminded them of her status. But he was way too wrapped up in himself and his own fears to notice. For him, she looked like some creature out of fairytales, or legends, not exactly real, dangerous, dark, and not at all trustworthy. Her powers intimidated him, and her plans and secrets made him suspicious. But last night he had stood in front of her to protect her from Lanfear's wrath. And there, for the first time, he saw her. Whatever happened between her and the Amyrlin seat, Rand was too busy to notice in the Palace. Their quarrel and the chilling prospect of their words were more than enough. His life and freedom were on the line. The fear that he had lost to the mighty Aes Sedai order had paralyzed him just as effectively as the shield Suan Sanche had put over him. Dark thoughts into a fog that blurred his senses kept him immobile, while he struggled to understand what was going on.

Then somehow he was free. Sheer luck, stars aligned, the whim of the Wheel, or it was a master plan from the woman in a blue dress, who was currently sitting there just a couple steps from him, but may as well be on the other side of the world.

Perin and Mat went to their rooms. They threw one last look at Moiraine, and still undecided how to treat her - if she was a threat or a friend, they left. Egwene needed healing, Elayne too. Moiraine took care of both of them. And they were resting now.

Yet the woman, who had spent at least the last several days with little to no sleep at all, trying to get him to Falme and had paid what seemed like quite the costs for her efforts, was still awake. Rand had learned what she had done for him. She was probably exhausted beyond words. He knew by now she wouldn't say anything. But she usually retrieved to her chambers. Now she was just standing there, in her chair, frozen, like a statue. 

“Moiraine, I…” he felt he had to say something. But he wasn’t exactly sure what.

Even if he had heard him, she didn’t show it.

“I wanted to… say that… I am sorry.” He struggled with his words. Ancient prophecies or not, Dragon or not, he felt like a child, who had stepped into the middle of a fight between adults. And now was scared that it might have been his fault. She didn’t look at him. “For what?” came a question. Her hoarse voice was quiet and distant. “For… what happened last night.” He wasn’t sure if he had the right to speak of… it. There, at the Waygate, he had finally seen the woman behind the Aes Sedai. Not Moiraine Sedai, Lady Damodred, not a random blue witch or a sister from the bloody White Tower of Tar Valon. Moiraine. 

Just Moiraine.

He had helped her last night. Her “thank you” filled with so much emotion, that humbled him. He didn’t have the time to think there since The Amyrlin had appeared. But now… Now, after the chaos had settled for the day, he had some time and quiet to think. And she was right there in front of him. Moiraine had been shielded. Not only that. Moiraine had been shielded for six months. He was shielded for a couple of hours and it felt like hell.

She had been carrying a shield for months.

What she had said to him in the Palace - it feels like you've lost everything that you ever were and everything you could possibly be. And with this nonchalant almost dismissive tone at that. As if it wasn't a big deal. Is that what it had been for her during all that time? She was running around, trying to get him away from Lanfear with just a knife, all alone. He briefly noticed that Lan wasn't with her. Since when she was alone? He had attacked her, thinking she had killed Selene! The stupidity... She has stood up to a Forsaken. Twice. For him.

No. Not for him. She believed it was for the whole world. She had dragged him around, and when he was about to drop from exhaustion and all he wanted was to sleep, she had said that this was not an option for her. How long has it been since that day? And all that time she had been powerless. Just a simple fragile woman. And Lanfear just threw them somewhere in the middle of nothing. The woman he trusted. He had trusted a Forsaken. Instead of the Aes Sedai who had saved the life of his friends.

Rand took a breath. Then he heard her:

“You removed the shield. For that I am thankful.”

He was about to protest, but she spoke again.

“Thank you for standing for me in front of Lanfear.”

He swallowed. That was sort of his fault too. Moiraine has agreed to his plan. But Lanfear… was slightly unpredictable. She had promised that the next time she saw him with Moiraine, she would kill her. It would have taken a flick of her wrist and… But that wasn’t what he meant either.

“I meant…” - his throat went dry. The fire cracked in the fireplace, and sparks flew around in the air. Muffled conversations from somewhere outside barely reached them. Otherwise, it was quiet. "The Amyrlin... She..."

“Don’t.”

The ice in her tone made him flinch. She had turned to him, he noticed it when he lifted his head to look at her direction. Then she added in an even more quiet voice, a whisper. "Please." She slowly shook her head and froze in place again. A distant memory from many months ago resurfaced - he had seen this face before. Back in the Blight, he had asked her if it was hard to leave Lan behind. She hadn’t spoken a word back then - her expression was oddly blank. She seemed far away, staring at the distance. Now she had the same look on her face. As if a wall was raised around her. Detaching her from the world. A safe place where she could hide her pain. But now he saw it. He had heard their conversation and the anguish in their voices. He had no idea that the terrifying Amyrlin seat meant something completely different for Moiraine. At first, he had thought they were close friends who grew up together like he had with Mat and Perin, had similar skills and experiences, shared the same view of the world, and were connected through The Tower. But... “If you ever loved me, don’t do this!”

It took him some time to understand the meaning behind the words.

“If you ever loved me”

Slowly her plea sunk in his brain. Words repeated in his head, voice cracking. The way she had said the name of the Amyrlin. The other woman did it anyway. The coldness in her voice like nothing he ever heard before snapped like a whip on a bare skin. Something big had happened there, he was able to understand this much. Something, that has shaken Moiraine to the core. The Amyrlin made her close the Waygate. She has accused Moiraine of lying and had spoken of an Oath... And somehow it was connected to him. The woman in front of him took a shaky breath. That was the only indication something was happening inside her. “Moiraine!” Lan's worried voice appeared from nowhere and stormed through the door. Nynaeve was right behind him. His whole attention focused on her. Nothing indicated trouble though. The pale woman just stood there, her back straight on her chair, and kept staring in front of her. Her eyes seemed fixed now in a certain spot but there was nothing in particular there.

Lan turned toward Rand and snarled. 

"What did you do?" 

"Nothing!", came the weak response.

Rand searched Nynaeve for help but she didn't look at him at all. Her attention was elsewhere. What he saw in her very much resembled guilt.

"What is wrong with her?"

"Stop talking, sheepherder!" 

Rand was on his feet worried and guilty. 

"Moiraine" , Lan's voice has changed. A sudden gentle tone appeared as if out of nowhere. 

He took a step towards her. When he got close, he touched her shoulder carefully. 

Moiraine exhaled. As if she had forgotten to breathe for a while there. She looked as if she was drowning just a second ago, and struggled to take a breath now. Her shoulders shook for a second.

"Moiraine! Look at me." It took her almost a minute, but she turned toward Lan. The glassy eyes barely registered that he was there. He was observing her, bowed before her as if trying to assess if she was somehow hurt. But her face showed nothing.

Lan leaned forward, he kneeled before her and their foreheads met. He closed his eyes, leading her to do the same. For a long moment, they stood like that. Not moving, not speaking. Only the muscles on Lan's face gave away a struggle, an effort, some underlying torture, that was left unseen by anyone else. Moiraine's face remained calm, almost serene. Then they both opened their eyes and looked at each other. 

Her mouth twisted slightly. Brows knitted, and her chin quivered. 

His hand went over her heart and remained there as if attempting to soothe an invisible wound.

"Oh, Moiraine!" 

A strangled sound came from her. 

Fear crept through Rand again. He didn't really understand what was happening before his eyes. What he saw was that the woman slowly was beginning to breathe more deeply and normally again. Her face though still taut, relaxed a bit, as she leaned into the man.

"Come on. Let's go get some rest." 

She nodded. 

He helped her stand up. But when she tried to take a step, her legs buckled, she swayed and stumbled. Lan grabbed her arm to steady her. One look at her and he nodded. With a swift move, as if he had done that many times before, he took her in his arms and lifted her. Her head fell on his shoulder immediately, she had closed her eyes and relaxed against him. The man carried her out with seemingly no effort at all. *** He stood behind the door for what seemed like ages, debating, arguing with himself. One part of him definitely screamed he had no right to go there, but the other was worried. Somehow he ended up worrying about an Aes Sedai. No. He corrected himself. Not an Aes Sedai. About Moiraine. Now his mind could see the difference. He knew that both were inseparable. But somehow they meant two very different things for him. There was no sound. Nobody has left the room for the night. It was almost dawn, but outside was still dark. Aside from the creaks here and there of wooden floors and beds, the whole building was quiet. Soft steps of the women who woke up early and started to roam around doing their daily chores could be heard. One of them approached, threw him a curious look, opened the door quietly, and entered the room. Rand hesitated for a couple moments but decided to use the opportunity. The woman left a tray with tea cups, water, and some food and left without a word.

Rand looked around in the semi-dark room. A few candles spread soft golden light but not enough to actually light up the room properly. His eyes finally landed on what he was looking for. There, on the thick mattress on the very floor, curled up under a blanket, the Aes Sedai was finally, finally asleep. Her face was now calm, she looked younger, even more beautiful than he remembered her. Behind her was her Warder, fully awake, his eyes fixed on the young man who just entered the room. His back against the wall, not moving a muscle, he was on his usual post - guarding his Aes Sedai dreams.

Rand finally understood him. The sudden urge to bow to this man startled him. A new respect for the Malkieri built within him. There was something else. Some other nagging feeling, unpleasant, underneath of it all. Shame. He was ashamed of his previous thoughts about this man.

"I just... wanted to see if everything is... I didn't want to..." Why all of a sudden his mouth refused to work.

"Learn to keep your mouth shut, sheepherder! That is your second lesson." Lan answered with a low voice. His face didn't change. There was no malice, nor anger. It was a simple statement.

"Is she… Is she going to be alright?"

 "She needs sleep."  He whispered. Rand nodded again. He turned around to leave the room. He heard Lan's quiet voice again behind him. "Sometimes it feels like she is carrying the world on her shoulders. Sometimes… this is actually true." 

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Round 2 (Group 1)

Gideon Nav art by Tommy Arnold

[nyalesta]

Okay, so I was thinking about my favorite Wheel of Time character again (Leanna Mandragoran) and I was wondering if she has blue eyes too. Is it in the books ever stated if blue eyes are a physical characteristics from ALL Malkieri or just from house Mandragoran? Cause, I cant really remember if any Malkieri besides Lan was ever physically described (at least so much that we know the eye color). I would think details about eye color in Malkier are primarily inferred from descriptions of specific characters rather than explicitly stated as a general characteristic of the entire population, BUT I am not sure. Especially since option number 3 is, that its just Lan who has blue eyes and maybe some of his ancestors but not the whole family or the whole nation. So I was wondering if maybe some of you remember some specific scenes or moments in the books where something was mentioned about the topic.

[raiihs-blog]

"Eu vou odiar o homem que você escolher, por ele não será eu, mas vou amá-lo, se fizer você sorrir"

- Lan madragoran

[pinkpunkpie]

[jagzii]

“... adaptations are a mixed bag all around. Some are great, some are terrible and some, never rise past mediocrity. So as I sat down to finally binge-watch season one of The Wheel Of Time, tensions were high, and while I wasn’t mad at the show ( at least until episodes 7 and 8 rolled around) I wasn’t exactly jumping with joy either. ”

Read the full article here: https://medium.com/@ajagoorie/wheel-of-time-not-the-best-but-definitely-not-the-worst-1cec6694bed

[tengomilpalabrasparati]

‘La rueda del tiempo’

Adaptación de los libros de Robert Jordan y Brandon Sanderson

Con catorce libros y una precuela, varios millones de copias vendidas en todo el mundo y ocho volúmenes en el número uno de los Best Sellers del New York Times, “La rueda del tiempo” es una de las sagas de fantasía épica contemporáneas que más expectación genera.

El universo de fantasía de La rueda del tiempo tiene todos los ingredientes para el éxito. Un pasado heroico y profecías sobre el fin del mundo. Una mitología propia, una manera particularísima de entender la magia y naciones exóticas. Están los trollocs, unos monstruos violentos y estúpidos que remiten a los orcos de “El señor de los anillos”; están Aiel, una civilización del desierto que con el  estreno de “Dune” a muchos les evocará a los Fremen; y están los Seanchan, miembros de un Imperio de esclavos en otro continente, listos para desembarcar en el mundo conocido a la manera de Daenerys…

Hay brujas conocidas como las Aes Sedai, una institución intrigante que juega con los tronos del mundo y posee el monopolio de la magia. Y hay unos fundamentalistas que se autoproclaman ‘los Hijos de la Luz’, que han jurado acabar con todo lo que suene a brujería. Y están los gobernantes, claro, dispuestos a cualquier cosa por mantener su poder. Así que cuando se libere el Oscuro, con un nombre tan familiar como el de «Shai’tan», solo unos pocos atenderán a la amenaza mientras el resto se pelea por los despojos.

Todo comienza en una aldea apartada del mundanal ruido en el Campo de Emond, Dos Ríos, un pacífico Hobitton. 

Allí llega la hechicera Aes Sedai Moraine, destinada a ser nuestra Gandalf. Moraine se ha enterado de que los “Engendros de la Sombra” y los trollocs están buscando al Dragón Renacido de las profecías, que no tiene nada que ver con los dragones que todos conocemos sino con el mago masculino más poderoso en un mundo donde la magia masculina está maldita. El único capaz de salvar al mundo… o destruirlo.

Moraine se ha propuesto encontrarlo y entrenarlo para su destino. Un camino en el que aparecerán muchos otros personajes, igual de importantes que el futuro Dragon Renacido.

Es probable que La rueda del tiempo sea el proyecto más ambicioso de Amazon Prime en esta temporada, la compañía ha invertido 10 millones en cada episodio de la serie.

El protagonista absoluto del tráiler es una voz en off que introduce al espectador en el mundo de la saga, dando especial importancia a qué es La Rueda del Tiempo y a la magia femenina de las Aes Sedai y el personaje de Moraine, que por lo que sabemos va a ser el hilo conductor de esta temporada.

La serie está centrada en los protagonistas principales de una saga que según avanza suma más y más personajes. Vemos a la maga Moraine y a los tres candidatos a Dragón Renacido: Rand, Perrin y Mat, a Nynaeve y Egwene en quienes Moraine encontrará una conexión natural con la magia femenina, y al resto de personajes que los acompañarán en la primera temporada.

Para el papel de Moraine, los creadores de La rueda del tiempo han destinado la mayor estrella de la producción. Estará interpretada por Rosamund Pike, la ambigua protagonista de “Perdida” y ganadora del Globo de Oro por “I Care a Lot”, a ella le acompañará Daniel Henney como su Guardian-escudero: Lan Madragoran, una especie de Aragorn en las novelas.

Serie aconsejada, muy entretenida 👍

[kittensbookshelf]

It always feels rather serendipitous when challenges line up. Day 4 #loveatfirstpage17 and #grimdragon Favourite Friendships. I will always love and adore what Luna Lovegood does for Harry and his friends. Her unfailing belief in the impossible, her unending hope for the best, she is one of the nicest characters. I also really love that JK Rowling didn't complicate things between Luna and Harry with an unnecessary romance. Same for Harry, Hermione and Ron. No unnecessary love triangles. I also really adore the kids in the Changeling series, Robin, Henry, Karya and Woad. They have been through so much in only 2 books and have grown stronger for it. I'm so excited for book 3!!! ( series available on amazon by @jamesfahyauthor read and then come chat with meeeeee) As for OTP for #Bibliophilelove2017 I have several. I am in love with love. Why else would I still be working in the wedding industry? Feyre and Rhysand. Molly and Arthur Weasley. Nynaeve al'Meara and Lan Madragoran. Are just a few. ☆ #bookstagram #hpcelebrations #hogwartsismyhome #thegoldentrio #harrypotter #hermionegranger #ronaldweasley #lunalovegood #otp #bestfriends #bookfriendships #itsallinthedetails #bookishfeatures #bookstagramfeatures #bookstagramit #bookishallure #bookishglee

[wisdomnynaeve]

yess inject this directly into my veins pls

(source here)

[meeppodraws]

al’Lan Mandragoran, Lord of the Seven Towers, Lord of the Lakes, True Blade of Malkier, Defender of the Wall of First Fires, Bearer of the Sword of the Thousand Lakes, May He Sever the Shadow, Dai Shan, known to the Aiel as Aan’Allein, Lord of the Seven Kingdoms, King of the Andals, the Rhoynar and the First Men, Protector of the Realm

Oh man, I love Lan so much. I know I probs say this about all characters from this book series, but this dude, my dudes, this duuuuude!!!

Anyways, I’m sorry I haven’t posted for a while, college caught up with me, but I managed to squeeze this one in between things. I apologize in advance if the quality of the image is not very good; the original file was waaaaay to big for Tumblr.com  

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Round 1 (Group 1)

Ambrosius Goldenloin art by ND Stevenson

[himitsukiyo]

Death is light as a feather; duty, heavy as a mountain. - Emperor Meiji of Japan

(often attributed to Robert Jordan/Lan Mandragoran... which is where I first read it)

[wisdomnynaeve]

Wheel of Time S2 Countdown Day 5- Favorite Dynamic

Lan and Nynaeve

[ultimateknightbattle]

Here is the bracket! Polls will be up shortly and will be linked below

Group 1:

Victoria Grieve vs Keladry of Mindelan

Black Knight vs Batman

Fright Knight vs Karkat Vantas

Undyne vs Ballister Blackheart

Lan Madragoran vs Ambrosius Goldenloin

Duncan the Tall vs Gideon Nav

Haurchefant Greystone vs Blue Knight

Link vs Morpho Knight

Group 2:

Meta Knight vs Jenkins/Galahad

Brienne of Tarth vs Kris Dreemurr

Joan of Arc vs Elton John

Jane vs Ogrim

WelsKnight vs Fierce Dryya

Kaladin Stormblessed vs The Knights Who Say Ni

Galavant vs Shovel Knight

Prideknights vs Emma Swan

Group 3:

Galacta Knight vs Shallan Davar

Davos Seaworth vs Terry Pratchett

Damien vs Orym

Shrek vs Sonic

Gillion Tidestrider vs Dave Strider

Jasnah Kholin vs Modeus

Lancelot vs Ceruledge

Caroline vs Ian Chesterton

Group 4:

Fredrick vs Alanna

Gawain vs Knight Cookie

Jaime Lannister vs Jean

Dalinar Kholin vs Solaire of Astora

Geralt of Rivia vs Utena

Artoria Pendragon vs Obi-Wan Kenobi

Pearl vs William Thatcher

Papyrus vs The Knight

[ultimateknightbattle]

it's time for round 2! polls will be linked below:

Group 1:

Victoria Grieve vs Black Knight

Fright Knight vs Undyne

Lan Madragoran vs Gideon Nav

Haurchefant Greystone vs Link

Meta Knight vs Brienne of Tarth

Joan of Arc vs Ogrim

Fierce Dryya vs The Knights Who Say Ni

Galavant vs Prideknights

Group 2:

Shallan Davar vs Terry Pratchett

Orym vs Shrek

Gillion Tidestrider vs Jasnah Kholin

Lancelot vs Caroline

Alanna vs Gawain

Jaime Lannister vs Solaire of Astora

Utena vs Obi-Wan Kenobi

Pearl vs The Knight