On the heels of the “just okay” premiere episode of Game of Thrones, we were gifted a wonderful second episode ripe with character development even as the realm threatens war at every turn. From this point forward there may some spoilers, so please read at your own risk!
Right away we are taken to the Free City of Braavos, complete with towering Titan statue, and our favorite wayward Stark orphan brought to the steps of the House of Black and White where she is promptly turned away (Kindly Man, my ASS!). Arya must make her way in the strange city with no friends, no money, and nothing to keep her company, save for the grim prayer she whispered to herself every night. She knows she has no choice but to make this work, and after a brief encounter with thugs in an alleyway, she is whisked off to the House by a familiar “face.” Will she find safety in future episodes?
To the north, in the city of Meereen, Daario lead a small group of Unsullied to find a hidden outpost of the Sons of the Harpy, and after a rousing (yawn) speech about fear, one guy is found hidden in the walls. Daenerys’s council discussed what to do with the Son, and opinions differed on how best to deal with the traitor. Barristan lingered behind to warn Dany about showing crazy displays of power, and she heeds him…for now. Her already fragile grip on the city as she decided on her courses of action reached a head, as her prisoner is executed out of loyalty without her consent. Stuck between a rock and a hard place, Dany has impossible decisions to make, and the ominous hiss of the freed men and women of Meereen left us all wondering what’s to come for our dragon queen.
Tyrion’s journey to Meereen is devoid of his fascination with the history of Essos as we see in book, and we instead get a rambling sort of conversation from Varys about Tyrion’s purpose and colorful symbolism about boxes. Insert witty dry remarks from Varys about the amount Tyrion has been drinking, and that’s literally all we have to go on this week for this odd couple.
Back across the sea in King’s Landing, Cersei started to unravel as she received a gift from Dorne: a snake with teeth bared, and a one of a kind necklace belonging to Myrcella dangling from its fangs. Her biting tongue wounds the only person willing to listen to her, and so Jaime vows to travel South to Dorne to bring Myrcella back, and enlists Bronn for help. Her paranoia disappears into a cold, condescending demeanor at a meeting of King Tommen’s small council and she names creepy Maester Qyburn as new Master of Whispers in Varys’ absence in the name of the King. Tired of her imperious attitude and lack of good direction for the realm, Kevan Lannister spurns Cersei in front of the others after he is not granted position of Hand (a title she took as well as being Queen Regent).
Tensions also rise in the royal court of Dorne as a vengeful Ellaria, paramour of Oberyn, exchanged heated words with Prince Doran Martell about a course of action following Oberyn’s death. She mentions the country wants war and action, and the Sand Snakes stand with them, but Doran recommends restraint much to her anger.
In one of the bigger deviations from the books, Brienne and Pod encountered Petyr Baelish and Sansa Stark in an inn. Brienne confronted the two, exchanging a quick banter with Baelish after swearing fealty to Sansa, who will not have her in her service. Needless to say, Petyr expertly delivered a veiled threat, and Brienne fled at the first opening with Pod right at her horse’s hooves, and her eyes staring after Sansa Stark. They watch Baelish and Sansa ride West, their destination still unknown.
At the Wall, Stannis tempts Jon with legitimacy and the official surname of Stark if he would bend the knee to him as the true king, and hand him the loyalty of the North. It’s all Jon has ever wanted…before he swore the vows of the Night’s Watch. What’s a bastard to do?! The rest of the Wall is preoccupied with the election of the newest Lord Commander and the choice seems clear, until Samwell Tarly nominates Lord Snow. His character shines here as he vouched for the character of one befitting of the title, no matter how young Jon Snow might be, and no matter how many enemies that would make for the young man.
Tons still awaits us this season, and we are practically beside ourselves with the angst of waiting since we are playing the good game and watching weekly with the masses!!
AT&T U-Verse messed up our internet and cable for the past few weeks so to repay us they 1) fixed the problem and 2) Gave us free premium channels for three months. This means I have HBO now, which gives me access to HBO Go, which gives me access to Game of Thrones Season 3, which gives me access to sleepless nights, which gives me access to strange dreams of Tyrion telling me the purpose of life. Or.. some of those.
I watched episode 1, “Valar Doeharis” last night and while it certainly wasn’t the most exciting episode it did give me some time to reacquaint myself with the characters and it moved the story forward. Tyrion’s plea before his father was easily the most compelling acting of the episode and it’s good to see Peter Dinklage continue to kill it any time he is on camera.
The best visual pieces of the episode came from Daenarys. From an assassination attempt by a creepy ass kid to an army of 8,000 heartless bad asses to dragons, dragons, dragons, dragons, omg dragons, dragons…. I forgot my point.
Episode 2, “Dark Wings, Dark Words“, introduced several new factions including The Brotherhood without Banners and some weird people torturing Theon Greyjoy.
Jaime Lannister provided the action with an ill attempted sword fight against Brienne and Bran is a warg. Cool.
The subtle bit where Margaery Tyrell takes the information that Sansa tells them about Joffrey being a monster and uses it to her advantage was excellent and also very creepy. She’s so clever it’s a bit disturbing.
So far this season is playing its cards rather close to the vest, but I already know that crazy shit goes down in episode 9. Hopefully the episodes until then continue to up the drama and the action while giving the characters some clearer intentions.
I’m a long time fan of Robin Hobb’s various series [The Farseer, The Tawny Man, The Liveship Traders] so when my room mate suggested I read one of the newest roll out, The Rain Wild Chronicles, I jumped on it. Have not been able to put it down. I’m not kidding.
Literally, nose to Nook, in the break room. Co-worker comes up and taps the back of the Nook, “Hey there, what you reading?” and I begin to babble on about rain forests and dragons and magic. Co-worker finds this hilarious. I’m not even swayed.
Spoiler Alert if you haven’t read the Liveship Traders series [Really? Come on. Finish it already, it’s been out for years].
So, last we heard, Malta, the lofty, bratty, Bingtown Trader’s daughter, had helped the Dragon Tintaglia and shacks up with That Rain Wilds Fellow. Good things ensue, prompted by ancient magic.
Althea finally gets a ship and Bingtown no longer approves of slaves and it on the postwar mend. The Satrap, ruler of all, is still a big old baby, but not so snobby and has learned a few lessons, you know, after having been kidnapped by pirates, almost killed in the acid Rain Wild River and so on.
Now, a year later-ish, the sea serpents are on their way to the cocooning grounds to transform into Dragons with Tintaglia’s and human aid.
Hints and tips folks, things go wrong. Super wrong. What was supposed to be the dawn of a new age with dragons on the planet, is not what was bargained for. Now, unwanted Rain Wilders [those affected by magic at birth and ‘deformed’ with scaled and claws, usually left for dead in infancy] have been recruited to care for the dragons and take them away.
Side story: Alise Finbrook, literally the bookish, redheaded, freckled nerd in the story decides to go on a scholarly quest to talk with the dragons. Hint: It’s a hell of a lot better than what she has at home with her handsome, A-hole of a husband.
Hobb’s writing can be a little florid, and there are always some similar elements like the unlikely duo love story, the child establishing their self, the war and strife to conquer, however, I eat it up every time. When I first started reading Hobb, I approached her writing as the romance novel of the fantasy genre.
Is there some dashing rogue? Yes.
Is there an independent woman, determined not to be defined by her sex? Yes.
Is there some kind magic involved or a castle? Yes.
I found myself getting attached to the characters and being more involved in the story lines than I thought I would be. I started waiting for the next novel series. I was hooked. It’s silly sometimes. It’s fun. The dialogue is good and there are a variety of characters to choose from. I love when a writer can incorporate the viewpoints of multiple people and make it flow well.
That being said, I’m super honest that I love the trashy romance parts of her books. There’s no heaving bosoms or quivering anything. . . . or if there are, then the character is seriously mislead, embarrassed and totally deserves it.I totally cheer every time there is a win for love. Can’t help it.
Okay, man. The shakes are back and I need some sort of ASOIAF goodness now that my withdrawal has kicked it into high gear. To help myself cope with the three+ months left of waiting for the show to air season 3 (cause let’s be honest, GRRM ain’t gonna have WoW out any time soon), I browsed the fuck out of DeviantArt so I could find some sweet dragon pictures. Instead I ended up with some pretty cool pictures of the Targaryen family. Targaryen is the last name of “Khaleesi”, which I am sorry to tell you, is NOT Danaerys’ name; it is a title.
A Game of Thrones. A book, a show, and to some… a religion. A religion whose deity (George R. R. Martin) rarely grants you new passages in your holy book. But when he does, festivals are thrown. Virgins are sacrificed. And then more is demanded.
My goal is to summarize the Game of Throne characters with a couple of memes. Spoilers ahead, herp derp.
So this time let’s talk about Daenarys Targaryen, because 1) She is hot 2) She has dragons 3) If one and two didn’t do it for you then I don’t know what will. Her house is a bit more interesting than the others, especially since most people around her die pretty rapidly, but also because she is surrounded by megalomaniacs and weirdos even more than the rest of the cast.
Ser Jorah Mormont is one of those characters where one meme sums it up quite nicely.
Now to her badass husband… Khal Drogo. Who starts off as the ultimate bro.
Andddddddd then he dies like a fool.
He’s also kind of a dick.
And he makes annoying faces all the time.
How’d all that turn out for him?
There are a couple honorable mentions that go out to this guy.
And Doreah… simply cause she is really, really hot. Or was…. =(
Well that’s all for this time. I hope you are enjoying the show and the books. I think next time I will just cover interesting, minor characters.
This is the first installation of a series we’re going to be doing. Since I know absolutely nothing about D&D, I decided to attempt it. Here is my story and experience and I hope you enjoy! (more…)