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  1. No doubt it was once fertile. If Ulthos and Leng around Asshai are any indicator, Asshai was once heavily forested at one time. I feel there is a good chance the Safron Straits separating Ulthos and Asshai was once quite smaller seeing as there is evidence around the rest of the world to suggest that water levels rose. Just something to chew on with the Dothraki legend.
  2. Also, what about Vaes Dothrak? The city is supposed to be made large enough for all the Dothraki to converge at one time because of a certain prophesy. Maybe Asshai had a similar prophesy. Most of the halls, even the largest, seemed deserted. “Where are the people who live here?” Dany asked. The bazaar had been full of running children and men shouting, but elsewhere she had seen only a few eunuchs going about their business. “Only the crones of the dosh khaleen dwell permanently in the sacred city, them and their slaves and servants,” Ser Jorah replied, “yet Vaes Dothrak is large enough to house every man of every khalasar, should all the khals return to the Mother at once. The crones have prophesied that one day that will come to pass, and so Vaes Dothrak must be ready to embrace all its children.”
  3. Here is a picture of a shipwrecked boat and here is a depiction of Nagga's bones. The symbolism points toward this as well. Nagga is a big ole boat. When last he’d seen Lordsport, it had been a smoking wasteland, the skeletons of burnt longships and smashed galleys littering the stony shore like the bones of dead leviathans, the houses no more than broken walls and cold ashes. When the wildlings had begun knocking it together, Satin thought they were building a ship. Not far wrong. The turtle was a hull turned upside down and opened fore and aft; a longhall on wheels. last the dun-colored Sandship, looking like some monstrous dromond that had washed ashore and turned to stone.
  4. Your right about the Hooded King, he sounds absolutely like a shrouded lord type. This post is helping me work something out in my head about Lann. I think he may be the answer to the riddle of the sphinx and I am in the midst of doing a full re-read in order to hash this out.
  5. Hi Great Elk, You have made and excellent observation. I also believe the instances of 'ebony' in the House of Black and White and the house of the Undying are actually shade of the evening tree. I think the House of the undying is a huge hint: aching. She recalled that the House of the Undying Ones had seemed to have no towers. Finally the stair opened. To her right, a set of wide wooden doors had been thrown open. They were fashioned of ebony and weirwood, the black and white grains swirling and twisting in strange interwoven patterns. They were very beautiful, yet somehow frightening. The blood of the dragon must not be afraid. Dany said a quick prayer, begging the Warrior for courage and the Dothraki horse god for strength. She made herself walk forward. It seems the writer is trying to describe these doors as an illusion to being made of one wood instead of a two separate woods pieced together with descriptions such as grains twisting and swirling? It is almost as if it is made from the same slab of wood . It makes a great deal of sense. Meaning Dany is sitting the equivalent of an Essosi weirwood throne. I had actually toyed with the idea you were mentioning and came to the same conclusion you had, which make a great deal of literary sense when we have white weirwood doors with black 'ebony' faces that remind Arya of a heart tree. At the top she found a set of carved wooden doors twelve feet high. The left-hand door was made of weirwood pale as bone, the right of gleaming ebony. In their center was a carved moon face; ebony on the weirwood side, weirwood on the ebony. The look of it reminded her somehow of the heart tree in the godswood at Winterfell. The doors are watching me, she thought.
  6. Nagga's ribs are weirwood. The arches are because it is the overturned hull of a ship. Nagga is a shipwreck. Yep!! He had passed the bones of a dragon, he swore, so immense that he had ridden his horse through its great black jaws. Other than that, he had seen nothing.
  7. Hey Blue Tiger. There are some obvious parallels to the well and the pools beside found frequently beside weirwoods, I am sure our writer did draw from that knowing his love of Nordic legend. I am unsure about the undying, but it could be a little pun in a way maybe showing that it was the weirwoods that made a transformation and not the other way around, always a possibility. I had been away from the forums yesterday due to problems with my computer and went chasing some stuff you were mentioning which led me back to the hairy men which were kind of everywhere when you look at the text of TWOIAF at least in central and western Essos and came back to this line. At its greatest extent, the Ibbenese foothold on Essos was as large as Ib itself and far richer. More and more of the hairy men crossed over from the islands to make their fortunes there, cutting down the trees to put the land under the plow, damming the rivers and streams, mining the hills The God-Kings of Ib, before their fall, did succeed in conquering and colonizing a huge swathe of northern Essos immediately south of Ib itself, a densely wooded region that had formerly been the home of a small, shy forest folk. Some say that the Ibbenese extinguished this gentle race, whilst others believe they went into hiding in the deeper woods or fled to other lands. The Dothraki still call the great forest along the northern coast the Kingdom of the Ifequevron, the name by which they knew the vanished forest-dwellers. So the Ibbenese didn't get along well with these forest folk that worshipped the Black wood trees. In fact it seems like the Ibbenese kind of persecuted them in a sense and cut down a bunch of their trees and the maesters theorize the Ibbenese caused the woods-walkers to vacate that area. What made my eyes completely bug out of their sockets was this line: The eunuch drew a parchment from his sleeve. “A kraken has been seen off the Fingers.” He giggled. “Not a Greyjoy, mind you, a true kraken. It attacked an Ibbenese whaler and pulled it under. Not only am I completely convinced at this point, but I am truly and utterly pissed, because I think there might be a good chance there is a network of huge roots under the sea, which could be why there is the Greensee pun @ravenous reader. And here is why. Forsaken chapter spoilers: Here is one of Aeron's Shade of the Evening trips: “Urri!” he cried. There is no hinge here, no door, no Urri. His brother Urrigon was long dead, yet there he stood. One arm was black and swollen, stinking with maggots, but he was still Urri, still a boy, no older than the day he died. “You know what waits below the sea, brother?” “The Drowned God,” Aeron said, “the watery halls.” Urri shook his head. “Worms... worms await you, Aeron.” His dream is telling him there is no watery halls, there is just worms. So what if there actually is something that looks like worms or krakens under the water? The way the shadows shifted made it seem as if the walls were moving too. Bran saw great white snakes slithering in and out of the earth around him, and his heart thumped in fear. He wondered if they had blundered into a nest of milk snakes or giant grave worms, soft and pale and squishy. Lord Brynden seemed less a man than some ghastly statue made of twisted wood, old bone, and rotted wool. The only thing that looked alive in the pale ruin that was his face was his one red eye, burning like the last coal in a dead fire, surrounded by twisted roots and tatters of leathery white skin hanging off a yellowed skull. The sight of him still frightened Bran— the weirwood roots snaking in and out of his withered flesh, the mushrooms sprouting from his cheeks, the white wooden worm that grew from the socket where one eye had been. There may actually be a root system under the sea. I am going to add this to the original post.
  8. The Shade of the Evening Tree... its the Essosi version of the Weirwood except inversed in a dark and creepy kind of way. Our writer loves to use symbolism and literary devices to drop clues from time to time...something he does well and does often. There have been many inversions and parallels drawn between the two trees by readers throughout the fandom. It is pretty obvious the two are related as there was also once a race of small, shy forest folk called woods walkers who once inhabited mainland Essos and Lomas Longstrider reported "carved trees" in their forests. So the Shade tree was probably a part of that magic from years gone by. Immediately south of Ib itself, a densely wooded region that had formerly been the home of a small, shy forest folk. Some say that the Ibbenese extinguished this gentle race, whilst others believe they went into hiding in the deeper woods or fled to other lands. The Dothraki still call the great forest along the northern coast the Kingdom of the Ifequevron, the name by which they knew the vanished forest-dwellers. The fabled Sea Snake, Corlys Velaryon, Lord of the Tides, was the first Westerosi to visit these woods. After his return from the Thousand Islands, he wrote of carved trees, haunted grottoes, and strange silences. A later traveler, the merchant-adventurer Bryan of Oldtown, captain of the cog Spearshaker, provided an account of his own journey across the Shivering Sea. He reported that the Dothraki name for the lost people meant “those who walk in the woods.” We know the weirwood petrifies when it dies, pretty simple to comprehend, the trees don't rot they just turn to stone... “For a thousand years it has not shown a leaf. In another thousand it will have turned to stone, the maesters say. Weirwoods never rot.” That was some Tytos Blackwood wisdom for you there. So knowing the weirwood turns to stone, the same logic would most likely apply to the Shade of the Evening tree as well. So imagine for a moment what the black wood of a Shade of the Evening tree would actually look like petrified... Black Stone. GRRM has done everything possible to make the Shade tree an Essosi Weirwood, so if the white stuff petrifies, the black stuff probably does too. If I had money to bet...I'd place it on the warlock tree taking a note from it's Westerosi cousin. But we are not done yet... Let's talk about some hairy men for a minute. The hairy men were kind of everywhere when you look at the text of TWOIAF at least in central and western Essos. I noticed that there was once a forest inhabited by these CotF-type woods walkers who came into direct contact with the hairy men and not in the diplomatic kind of way, more in the, I am going to take your land and bleed your resources type of way: The God-Kings of Ib, before their fall, did succeed in conquering and colonizing a huge swathe of northern Essos immediately south of Ib itself, a densely wooded region that had formerly been the home of a small, shy forest folk. Some say that the Ibbenese extinguished this gentle race, whilst others believe they went into hiding in the deeper woods or fled to other lands. The Dothraki still call the great forest along the northern coast the Kingdom of the Ifequevron, the name by which they knew the vanished forest-dwellers. At its greatest extent, the Ibbenese foothold on Essos was as large as Ib itself and far richer. More and more of the hairy men crossed over from the islands to make their fortunes there, cutting down the trees to put the land under the plow, damming the rivers and streams, mining the hills So the Ibbenese didn't get along well with these forest folk that worshipped the blackwood trees. In fact it seems like the Ibbenese kind of persecuted them in a sense and cut down a bunch of their trees and the maesters theorize the Ibbenese caused the woods-walkers to vacate that area. What made my eyes completely bug out of their sockets was this line: The eunuch drew a parchment from his sleeve. “A kraken has been seen off the Fingers.” He giggled. “Not a Greyjoy, mind you, a true kraken. It attacked an Ibbenese whaler and pulled it under. So a "kraken" has pulled under an Ibbenese whaler...makes sense now doesn't it and I think there might be a good chance there is a network of huge roots under the sea, which could be why there is the Greensee pun that @ravenous reader has pointed out. And here is why. Forsaken chapter spoilers: I guess this means we may actually get to see play out in the chapters
  9. Welcome to the Petyr Plan club !! He was being led into a Garth, HA! I get it, now. The genius of our writer never ceases to amaze me, I find new stuff I overlook and my eyebrows just raise and my jaw drops, its really great. He was given a reviving kiss by a fish woman, bagging himself for his pains a Tully trout to be exact . Think about it some more, Petyr was short for even a fifteen year old and grievously wounded, he wouldn't have to be as far down the water stair as Brandon, especially if he fell over the side of the water stair. If Petyr has the Titan of Braavos for a family sigil, rode on the Merling King and has a broken sword above his hearth...I would be money Petyr drowned and he drowned in the same river the Tully's send their dead to the watery halls. And yes, a fish woman helped bring him back to health . You see that apple he is eating at the bottom of the cliff that is a parallel to the water stair? The apple is a symbol of drowning as well, or at least falling into a situation where you need a kiss of life, remember the tale of Snow White and the poisoned apple? Davos is also eating an apple in white harbor as well
  10. Petyr wanted to win, he wanted to drown his opponent. This is something of a phenomena that has been highlighted in the books, fully armored people sink like rocks when the are clad fully armored, Petyr knew this and he was banking on Brandon coming to the fight this way...which he did. Lord Brax led us to the rafts and we tried to pole across, but the current pushed us downstream and the Tullys started flinging rocks at us with the catapults on their walls. I saw one raft smashed to kindling and three others overturned, men swept into the river and drowned … and those who did make it across found the Starks waiting for them on the riverbanks.” Ser Flement Brax wore a silver-and-purple tabard and the look of a man who cannot comprehend what he has just heard. “My lord father—” “Sorry, my lord,” the messenger said. “Lord Brax was clad in plate-and-mail when his raft overturned. He was very gallant.” He was a fool, Tyrion thought, swirling his cup and staring down into the winy depths. Crossing a river at night on a crude raft, wearing armor, with an enemy waiting on the other side— if that was gallantry, he would take cowardice every time. He wondered if Lord Brax had felt especially gallant as the weight of his steel pulled him under the black water. The water stair is a very important scene, @ravenous reader and @Unchained. You have both read the Ironborn mythos series. This is a man whose family has the Head of the Titan of Braavos for a sigil, rode on the Merling King, stole Sansa away and has a broken sword above his hearth. What do you think happened to Petyr, after he was cut down edging the foot of the water stair?
  11. @Seams I like the way you think! Petyr was totally trapping him , I have been looking at him lately and that is one thing that came straight to mind. I posted it on Reddit last month but never got around to posting in this forum. Here is what I saw: We all know Petyr is very intelligent AND very calculating and by all accounts by both Cat and Lysa, Petyr was a very clever and mischievous kid growing up. I found it odd to say the least that the short statured fifteen year old Petyr would fight Brandon Stark in the manner that he did. He was a smart guy even at 15, he knew he was going to lose…well unless he maybe had a plan. I would suggest that Petyr decided on a strategy similar to Oberyn's when he fought the Mountain and Bronn when he fought Ser Vardis. "Always keep your foes confused. If they are never certain who you are or what you want, they cannot know what you are like to do next. Sometimes the best way to baffle them is to make moves that have no purpose, or even seem to work against you. Remember that, Sansa, when you come to play the game.” I would suggest that Petyr was banking on his agility and small stature as well as his knowledge of Riverrun's layout to his own advantage. Remember when Petyr came to the fight lightly armored? Cat sure remembered, she said he showed up with only helm, breastplate and mail. Seems like the ward of a great lord like Hoster Tully would have access to armor if he were about to face an opponent with real steel. All he would have to do is ask. So why didn't he ask for it? Surely Petyr Baelish a super intelligent, yet scrawny fifteen year old would have wanted to be fully protected unless he planned to use the same tactics as Oberyn and Bronn. In fact, it is right after Cat recognizes what Bronn is doing in his duel that she flashes back to Petyr and Brandon Stark. See for yourself: Catelyn looked to Ser Rodrik. Her master-at-arms gave a curt shake of his head. “He wants to make Ser Vardis chase him. The weight of armor and shield will tire even the strongest man.” She had seen men practice at their swordplay near every day of her life, had viewed half a hundred tourneys in her time, but this was something different and deadlier: a dance where the smallest misstep meant death. And as she watched, the memory of another duel in another time came back to Catelyn Stark, as vivid as if it had been yesterday. They met in the lower bailey of Riverrun. When Brandon saw that Petyr wore only helm and breastplate and mail, he took off most of his armor. Petyr had begged her for a favor he might wear, but she had turned him away. Ha! Foiled by Stark honor and it cost him his girl and almost his life. We get a glimpse of how agile Petyr is when he takes Ned to the Bluff on their way to see Cat who had been tucked away in one of Petyr's establishments. I think the Bluff is supposed to parallel the water stair as it is a set of well hidden nooks and steps that lead to a river and right before they take this Journey Petyr makes a comment of keeping Cat for himself. As we can see, this guy can really move. They stepped out into the ruddy glow of dusk, on a rocky bluff high above the river. “We’re outside the castle,” Ned said. “You are a hard man to fool, Stark,” Littlefinger said with a smirk. “Was it the sun that gave it away, or the sky? Follow me. There are niches cut in the rock. Try not to fall to your death, Catelyn would never understand.” With that, he was over the side of the cliff, descending as quick as a monkey. Ned studied the rocky face of the bluff for a moment, then followed more slowly. The niches were there, as Littlefinger had promised, shallow cuts that would be invisible from below, unless you knew just where to look for them. The river was a long, dizzying distance below. Ned kept his face pressed to the rock and tried not to look down any more often than he had to. When at last he reached the bottom, a narrow, muddy trail along the water’s edge, Littlefinger was lazing against a rock and eating an apple. He was almost down to the core. “You are growing old and slow, Stark,” he said, flipping the apple casually into the rushing water. I would argue that Petyr was planning to use the layout of Riverrun to lure Brandon into the river along the water stair for a death by water if only he were fully armored, the weight of his armor and the currents could have done the rest easy peasy. I think Petry was still hoping to win the duel with this method even with a Brandon with less armor and Petyr was ALMOST there, just a few more steps is all he needed. That fight was over almost as soon as it began. Brandon was a man grown, and he drove Littlefinger all the way across the bailey and down the water stair, raining steel on him with every step, until the boy was staggering and bleeding from a dozen wounds. “Yield!” he called, more than once, but Petyr would only shake his head and fight on, grimly. When the river was lapping at their ankles, Brandon finally ended it, with a brutal backhand cut that bit through Petyr’s rings and leather into the soft flesh below the ribs, so deep that Catelyn was certain that the wound was mortal. Petyr was so close. I think he had something up his sleeve if he could just get him in that water. Instead he was cut down feet away from where he was trying to get Brandon. He lost his girl and was sent away from the place he had grown up and called home.
  12. There is something of a parallel there and Joseph was type of a hand of the King as well.
  13. You've got it!! Motley is an amalgam of fabrics, which is why we have the tattered prince. Oh BTW, I have been seeing the Symbolism points to the Grey King being an exile or forced to flee. I will show you what I am talking about soon.
  14. Done.. excited!!
  15. That is an interesting about NN being CotF...I have to think about that because it could make some sense. The only problem I see is that it seems the NN type was gorgeous, most likely with blue eyes...kind of an Amethyst empress type.