Hi my name is Gerold Dark’star Dementia Raven Dayne and I have long silver hair with ebony black streaks (that’s how I got my name!) and red tips that reaches my mid-back and icy purple eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Daemon Targaryen (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m related to Arthur Dayne but I wish I wasn’t because he’s a major fucking poser. I’m a Dornishman, but I I have pale white skin. I’m also a knight, and I live in a magical land in Westeros called Dorne. I’m of the night (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. For example today I was wearing a black leather doublet with matching armor around it and a black leather tunic, purple silk gloves and black combat boots. I was walking outside the Water Gardens. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of Oakhearts stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.
Gerold Dayne exists largely to highlight and draw out the
worst in Arianne (and come Winds,
maybe Obara as well), a function he performs ably. Yes, “I am of the night” is
a groaner for the ages, although I’d say “I was weaned on venom” is worse. But
those lines, along with his explicit threats against Arys and Myrcella, work for
me as warning signs that Arianne ignores until it’s far too late.
A Feast for Crows is
full to bursting with showy, arrogant pretty-boy villains; besides Darkstar,
there’s Euron, Dareon, Lyn Corbray, Aurane Waters, and Lazy Leo Tyrell. This
motif may be partially why Feast stands
as the least loved installment of the series, as these baddies just seem so
much less complex than, say, Tywin. Indeed they are, but that doesn’t mean they
aren’t dangerous if mishandled, which I think is GRRM’s point. Every one of them is unleashedand/or empowered by someone else:
Dareon by Jon, Aurane by Cersei, Corbray by Littlefinger, Lazy Leo by Marwyn, Euron
by Aeron (via the kingsmoot, which legitimized and cemented Euron’s rule), and
Darkstar by Arianne. In each case, the
true focus is onwhat it says about
the latter that they think they can control and/or rely upon the former.
Dareon openly hates the Wall and the Watch; he cares for
nothing but his own gratification. He is a terrible choice both as a recruiter
and as a companion for Sam, Aemon, and Gilly. That Jon sends him anyway is the
first hint of the blind spots that will bring down the 998th Lord
Commander: he does a shockingly poor job of reading his brothers, he simply
assumes they will adopt his long-term perspective and doesn’t seem to care when
they don’t, and he fails to internalize the lessons of the mutiny at Craster’s
Keep (although to be fair, he wasn’t there).
Cersei is incapable of seeing anyone besides herself and
Jaime as full, autonomous human beings; everyone else is either an obstacle to
be removed or a lickspittle to be commanded, and she judges the latter purely
on their surface. That Aurane Waters vaguely resembles Rhaegar is as far as her
thought process goes. The idea that he is nothing like Rhaegar, but rather a
conniving opportunist with no loyalty to her whatsoever, simply never occurs to
her. Thus, along with many other defeats, she loses her fleet to Aurane, who
like Dareon seizes the chance to get the hell out of Dodge.
Aeron, by contrast, knows exactly whowhat Euron is; he may
be the only one with a tongue who does. But in a heartbreaking irony, the
priest who speaks with his god’s booming voice cannot bring himself to say out
loud what his brother did to him. Instead, he clings desperately to the
kingsmoot as an avatar of eternal truth. The Old Way isn’t timeless, however; it’s a revanchist myth and a blatantly
unsustainable organizing principle. Euron offers a way out: instead of
subsisting on the mainland’s table scraps, let’s take the whole fucking table! The
captains and kings choose the Crow’s Eye, and Damphair has no one but himself
Littlefinger uses Lyn Corbray to break his standoff with the
Lords Declarant…and then promptly betrays him, wedding his brother Lord Lyonel
to the daughter of a wealthy Gulltown merchant, presumably gaining both the
groom and the bride’s father as benefactors at the cost of Lyn’s place in the succession
at Heart’s Home. Yet Littlefinger doesn’t appear worried about potential
backlash. This a major blind spot (one of many, a point to which I’ll return),
assuming that institutional power is
all that matters, when his own story really ought to have taught him what one
amoral lesser noble with a chip on his shoulder can accomplish.
Admittedly, we’ve yet to learn the consequences of Marwyn bringing Lazy
Leo under his wing, but given the Mage’s track record as a mentor (namely, Qyburn
and Mirri Maz Duur), nothing good can come of it, especially with a racist
bully like Leo.
And Darkstar? There are swift and bloody repercussions to Arianne’s
assumption that his of-the-night attitude is a performance, a seduction, a
harmless affectation that goes smashingly with his cheekbones, rather than
being (as it truly is) representative of a deep-set cruelty. This is not a
permanent fault of hers; I chalk it up to the fact that Arianne has been
surrounded by friends, cousins, and lovers her whole life, and so unlike her
father and uncle, she’s never really had to reckon with the concept of an
enemy, especially one fronting as a friend. Her released Winds chapters reveal a much more self-aware Arianne, though she
could still stand to adopt a bit of her father’s signature caution. But none of
these aspects of her character would be as clear or compelling without the
stark illumination Darkstar’s role provides.
Still, the question remains: why do these villains have to be so superficial? To answer that, I
circle back to Littlefinger, thepreening
self-promoter against which all such must be judged. I’ve argued before that
Petyr Baelish, while unquestionably intelligent and accomplished, isn’t quite the puppetmaster super-genius that
his reputation suggests. Instead, in a truly masterful fashion, GRRM manages to
push his character in two opposing directions at once, building him up as the
behind-the-scenes instigator of the War of Five Kings while also unearthing his
glaring weaknesses and leverage points. In lesser hands, Littlefinger might’ve dissolved
into incoherence. GRRM, however, understands how best to undercut a villain,
exposing them as not only immoral, but silly and shallow. The arrogant assholes
of A Feast for Crows pose very real
threats (especially Euron), but GRRM refuses to dignify them. He revealed Tywin
to be a gigantic hypocrite at the end of A
Storm of Swords, and the purposefully deflating approach to villainy in the
following book flows tonally and thematically from the fearsome lion lord’s
last moments, spent shitting.
So when Darkstar intones “I am of the night,” I don’t roll
my eyes at the author; I giggle at this loser who thinks he’s a badass, desperately
trying to escape his cousin Arthur’s white shadow by going all Nolan Batman on
a deeply unimpressed ten-year-old. Evil is pathetic, and laughing at it can be
a powerful weapon—and a necessary catharsis in what can be a very bleak
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Also Huntress from DC would’ve work too.
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