Saturday, February 14, 2015

What's going on with Brienne and Jaime?

Potential Spoilers Below



The Wheel of Time:

When we first encounter Breane she is trying to seduce Rand al’Thor.




He jumped as a third woman crowded in beside the other two, her skirts joining theirs to the wall on that side. She was older than they, but just as pretty, with an amused smile that did not lessen the sharpness of her eyes. She wore half again as many stripes as Alaine and Belevaere; they made tiny curtsies and glared at her sullenly.

 “Are these two spiders trying to toil you in their webs?” The older woman laughed. “Half the time they tangle themselves more firmly than anyone else. Come with me, my fine young Andoran, and I will tell you some of the troubles they would give you. For one thing, I have no husband to worry about. Husbands always make trouble.”

Thom stroked his long mustaches with one knuckle and peered across the room at the three women. They were still standing together, watching Rand and him. “I recognize those three, boy. Breane Taborwin alone would give you an education such as every man should have at least once in his life, if he can live through it. Worried about their husbands. I like that, boy.” Abruptly his eyes sharpened.



We get our first description of Breane and Lamgwin:

Morgase studied the other two, a hulking fellow in a rough gray coat, with heavylidded eyes, an oftbroken nose, and scars on his face, and a short, pretty woman approaching her middle years. She seemed to be with the street tough, but her highnecked blue wool dress appeared too finely woven for one like him to have bought.

Morgase

The fellow sensed her doubts, for all his lazyeyed appearance. “I am Lamgwin, my Queen, and a good Queen's man. 'Tisn't right, what's been done, and it has to be put straight. I want to follow you, too. Me and Breane, both.”

“Rise,” she told them. “It may be some days yet before it is safe for you to acknowledge me as your queen. I will be glad of your company, Master Gill. And yours, Master Lamgwin, but it will be safer for your woman if she remains in Caemlyn. There are hard days ahead.”

Master Gill

Brushing straw from her skirts, Breane gave her a sharp look, and Lini a sharper. “I have known hard days,” she said in a Cairhienin accent. Nobly born, unless Morgase missed her guess; one of the refugees. “And I never knew a good man until I found Lamgwin. Or until he found me. The loyalty and love he bears for you, I bear for him tenfold. He follows you, but I follow him. I will not stay behind.”

Breane Taborwin, dark eyes fierce in her pale Cairhienin face, slapped Lamgwin’s arm hard and frowned up at him. She was Lamgwin’s woman, if not his wife, and the second of Faile’s three maids.

Faile

Perrin comes across the Prophet’s men and they encounter the following:

Perrin
The Prophet

A dozen or more roughclad fellows carrying spears and pitchforks were trying to force their way over the chesthigh stone wall of a goatpen, while a handful of men within tried to keep them out. Several horses ran loose inside, frightened at the noise and dodging about, and there were three women mounted. They were not simply waiting to see how it would all turn out, though; one of the women appeared to be hurling rocks, and even as he looked, another dashed close to the wall to lash out with a long cudgel while the third reared her horse, and a tall fellow toppled back off the wall to get clear of flashing hooves. But there were too many attackers, too much wall to defend.

Perrin comes up with a plan and he ends up rescuing Morgase, Breane, Lini, Gill, Lamgwin, Tallanvor and Balwer (the group mentioned above) from a bunch of Dragonsworn.

Tallanvor
Balwer

How the glossary sums up Breane:

Taborwin, Breane: Once a bored noblewoman in Cairhien, she lost her wealth and status and is now not only a servant, but in a serious romantic relationship with a man whom once she would have scorned.

The Game of Thrones:

Brienne, the Maid of Tarth, sometimes mockingly called Brienne the Beauty, is a member of House Tarth.  Brienne is distinctly unfeminine in appearance, and is considered extremely unattractive by Westerosi standards. She is very tall, muscular, flat-chested and ungainly, with straw-colored hair and broad, coarse features that are covered in freckles. Her teeth are prominent and crooked, and after her capture by the Brave Companions, two of them are knocked out. Her mouth is wide, her lips are swollen, and her nose has been broken more than once.

Brienne
The Brave Companions


When asked about her height, George R. R. Martin replied:

“Brienne is well over six feet tall, but not close to seven, no. Just off the top of my head, I would say Brienne is taller than Renly and Jaime and significantly heavier than either, but nowhere near the size of Gregor Clegane, who is the true giant in the series. Shorter than Hodor and the Greatjon, maybe a bit shorter than the Hound, maybe roughly the same height as Robert."

Renly
Jaime
Gregor Clegane
Hodor
Greatjon
The Hound
Robert
While in the bathhouse together Jaime tells Brienne the true story of why he killed King Aerys Targaryen and they develop a grudging respect for each other.

King Aerys Targaryen

Jaime is described as a born warrior, and most of his skills lie in the area of martial expertise. He has little interest in politics and court intrigue; by his own admission, Jaime only feels truly alive when fighting or making love. Jaime has the quintessential Lannister look, with bright green eyes and golden hair. He is considered to be extremely handsome, his tall frame complemented with comely features and "a smile that cut like a knife"

At the Inn at the crossroads near the Trident, Brienne fights another group of Brave Companions led by Rorge, who has been masquerading as Sandor while raping and murdering in the Riverlands. Brienne kills Rorge, but is grievously wounded by Biter, who chews the flesh off her cheek.  After Gendry rescues her from Biter, he and the remaining members of the brotherhood without banners take her and Podrick and Hyle captive.

Inn at the crossroads
Rorge and Biter
Gendry
Brotherhood without banners
Podrick 
For those of you who have read my blog on Perrin you will know that Perrin is referred to as “Young Bull” while Gendry is referred to as the “Bull” and both are blacksmiths.

The Wheel of Time sigils:

Breane Taborwin’s Sigil



Lamgwin Dorn’s Country’s Sigil

The Game of Thrones Sigils:



Brienne of Tarth's Sigil



 Jaime Lannister's Sigil

Comparisons:

Breane Taborwin has dark eyes is short and considered pretty.  She uses her sexuality to try and seduce Rand.  Her journey leads her to get involved with a serious romantic relationship with a man whom once she would have scorned.

Lamgwin Dorn is a hulking fellow in a rough gray coat, with heavylidded eyes, an oftbroken nose, and scars on his face.

To me it just seems the roles are just reversed in the Game of Thrones as compared to the Wheel of Time.

Brienne of Tarth has blue eyes and is a maid.  She is tall and is mockingly called Brienne the Beauty.  She has a nose that has been broken more than once.  Because of Biter she now has scars on her face.

Jaime Lannister has green eyes and golden hair.  He is considered to be extremely handsome.

If you observed the sigils you can see that they are also similar to each other.  I don’t know if it will happen but could Brienne and Jaime somehow end up together like Breane and Lamgwin?  You can easily see that Jaime can be seen as a man whom once she would have scorned prior to telling her his side of the story of how he was named Kingslayer.

What do you think?  Could this be a possibility?  If not Jaime the only other choice IMO would be the Hound to match Lamgwin's description of being hulking but if the twists remain consistent I think it would be Jaime.




Comments encouraged.  Love to hear the idea’s of others.  Most believe that since I present my idea’s as “fact like” I’m not open to change my viewpoints which is far from the truth.  I simply look at the information presented and go from there.  If you can shine a light on another way of thinking that opens the door to debate.








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