How do the Mormont women get away with not only being unmarried, but the fathers of their children unknown? And those children are still somehow "legitimate" with regards to succession? Granted, the North is slightly different, both culturally and religiously, and the Bear Islanders probably slightly different even from other Northerners due to their literal insularity, but the Mormont women are still extraordinary. Why and how?
Thanks for the question, tungstensmith.
A couple reasons.
Maege Mormont, for one. The woman is a force of personality: a hardened warrior whose first appearance sees her “dressed in mail like a man” and telling Robb that he “had no business giving her commands”, the sister Jeor describes as “a hoary old snark, stubborn, short-tempered, and willful”. She is hardly the sort of woman to give much thought to properly ladylike conduct; hell, she mocks Jorah’s estranged wife Lynesse Hightower as “a proper lady” whom Jorah “won in a tourney”. (Not that she is completely ignorant of dynastic politics: in AGOT she notes that she has a granddaughter she would be willing to have Robb wed, although given that her only known granddaughter would have been seven at the time, I don’t know how serious she was.) She is Lady Mormont, and she says her daughters are Mormonts, so her daughters are Mormonts. Anyone who would say they have no business ruling Bear Island as bastards would probably answer immediately to her favored spiked mace. She’s raised her daughters the same as well: Dacey (the one given a morningstar at the age when other girls are given dolls) comments that she loves the carving on Bear Island of the lady with a child in one arm and a battleaxe in the other (despite the fact that the carved woman is “no proper lady”), and Alysane denies that she is wed, claiming that “everyone knows” the women of House Mormont turn into bears to find mates. The Mormont ladies keep their own counsel when it comes to who fathered their children; all that matters is that they are Mormonts.
Of course, the status of House Mormont facilitates that sort of attitude. House Mormont is old and proud, but hardly the richest even among its fellow northern Houses, with a seat on the edge of civilization. On an island “rich in bears and trees but poor in aught else”, described by its liege as “cold and distant and poor”, there can be little time or patience for dynastic snobbery (again, why Lynesse Hightower fit in so terribly poorly). Life on Bear Island is about survival, against the elements and against the ironborn raiders who have proven the historical bane of Bear Island’s existence; a Mormont woman’s pedigree has little bearing (heh) on how well she can defend the hearth. Additionally, being trained as warriors and expected to defend the home and family while the men are away, the Mormont women enjoy (at least in part) a sort of empowerment rare for women in Westeros. Consequently, as woman are not relegated to the role of mere marriage pawns, marriage-making between noble families is given much less weight (though not totally abandoned; Jorah married a Glover first, after all).
Nor does it hurt that House Mormont doesn’t seem to have heirs outside of Maege and her descendants. Being rather poor, House Mormont likely cannot support too many cadet branches on or around Bear Island; in a real war, then, Maege Mormont and her daughters may well represent the only remaining heirs of the House. Continuing Mormont rule means accepting Maege and her children as they are - and if Maege asserts her daughters are Mormonts and Alysane does the same for her daughter and young son, then that’s the way of it.
So, while we don’t know how much this has held up historically (we know literally no named Mormonts before Jeor and Maege’s generation), the current women of House Mormont certainly put far less emphasis on needing to be married, especially to men of noble families. It’s not an attitude many noble Houses could get away with, given the strong tradition of patriarchal rule prevalent through much of Westeros (and the likewise emphasis on dynasty), but with the cultural setup of Bear Island’s female warriors, the lack of other heirs, and Maege’s own personal forcefulness (passed down to her daughters), having Maege’s daughters and Alysane’s children be virtually fatherless does not rise to the level of scandal (certainly not, at least, among their northern neighbors).
My man Jorah went all the way to Oldtown, got himself cured of goddamn greyscale and is gonna sail back to his beloved Khaleesi just to find her in bed with Jon “I-only-have-two-facial-expressions” Snow. Tragic.
- Here for Gendry being back. Not here for Gendry hero worshipping his piece of shit father…
- Lannisters in rooms together make me so very happy.
- Trying not to feel anything about Doomed Fetus™, but awwwwsss
- Arya girl, what are you doing?
-Petyr girl, WHAT ARE YOU DOING???
- This episode was for a very specific demographic. I am not in said demographic.
Next week, I better get that sexy Jon snow fight pose from the trailer. Also, when is that trailer scene of Cersei in her sexy winter coat, coming to stunt on Dany&Co for shits and giggles happening? Literally the only thing I’m excited about when it comes to this shitshow anymore.
Hey Butterfly, I hope you're doing ok! I'm sorry to bother you, but I was wondering, are Mormont women a good match politically speaking (in the North or elsewhere)? We don't know anything about the father(s?) of Maege's daughters, Dacey was unmarried when she died, and Alysane isn't married either despite having two children. Is this "normal", politically speaking? Apart from Jorah's marriage, do we know anything about Mormonts marrying into other Houses or the other way around?
No, I don’t think the Mormont women are an especially good match for the higher born nobles of Westeros, for the reasons you say, not to mention Jorah’s slavery scandal. I talk a bit about that here and here. I mean, they’re awesome people, but the snobbishness of most lords would put them out of the running for most betrothals. (Note that even Jorah’s first wife was a Glover, not a lordly house but a masterly one, and another similar “protect the west coast of the North from the ironborn” type of house. Deepwood Motte’s one of the closest locations to Bear Island, for that matter.)
Mind you even they might be slightly dissuaded by the Mormont girls’ “fathered by a bear” status (bastardy is still disparaged even in the mountain clans), so I’d imagine the Mormont women would be better off as matches for second, third sons and such, not heirs. Hell, it’s probable a few of those sons are the “bears” fathering Mormont girls already. And note northern clansmen make up much of Alysane’s army that joins up with Stannis (and captures Asha and her ironborn), for that matter.
Anyway, there’s usually someone for everyone. Matches don’t always have to be good politically, especially in the North where in winter there’s much more important priorities. Hope that helps!
Not to mention, who knows what (if any) vassals
are sworn to Bear Island. A vassal of the proud but poor Mormonts,
probably even more poor (if just as proud), might be more than pleased
to take his lord’s (or lady’s) daughter to wife.
Indeed. Not household knights as such (Jorah’s one of the very few Northern knights as you know, and he was knighted for valor), but household warriors, they too would be perfectly good matches for the Mormont women. Thanks!
Why does Leyton Hightower marry Jorah to Lynesse? Isn't house Mormont pretty poor compared to most houses, so why would Leyton marry her to Jorah?
Thanks for the question, Anon.
Well, there’s the fairy-tale tourney reason, which is that Lord Jorah won the Tourney of Lannisport and, as the victor, could ask for and should (in chivalric theory, at least) receive any boon he desired. This aspect of chivalric culture is taken seriously - we see Renly, self-proclaimed king, holding himself to his own promise of the champion’s boon to Brienne at the melee of Bitterbridge, though he desperately wanted Barristan Selmy to wear the blue cloak - and would certainly be understood by the Old Man of Oldtown - a man whose House traces its mythic ancestry to Maris the Maid, a woman whose hand was won at Westeros’ legendary first tourney. Jorah was the champion, and he asked for the hand of Lord Hightower’s daughter as his boon - well, unless she was already betrothed or there were some other compelling reason to deny him, Lord Hightower should duly play his part and grant it. Now, I wouldn’t say that’s the only reason he said yes, of course - Lord Hightower being far too powerful to be swayed merely by the likes of romantic notions of chivalry, or a cash-poor Northern lord - but that’s definitely a factor that applies here.
What’s also going on underneath is that - for all her Hightower name - Lynesse is a youngest daughter in a large family, and unfortunately in the world of dynastic marriage, even a Hightower youngest daughter doesn’t have the best prospects. I talked about this a while ago, but it’s worth mentioning again. Someone has to marry all (or at least many of) those minor-league sons of Westeros, after all, and sometimes that someone happens to be the daughter of a very prominent House. Sure, Alerie Hightower became the Lady of Highgarden, and her sister Alysanne the wife of Lord Arthur Ambrose, but less fortunate daughters Denyse and Leyla marry a younger son of House Redwyne and Ser Jon Cupps (my - admittedly entirely personal - headcanon about his being the Knight of Vinetown would make him a vassal of a vassal, hardly a great match). We see this happen outside Oldtown as well, with Jocelyn Stark marrying a younger son of House Royce and Alys Arryn marrying a younger son of House Waynwood (and her youngest daughter marrying a knight of the Waynwood’s vassal House Hardyng). Lynesse might have been exceptionally beautiful (at least to lovestruck Jorah), but it was probably unlikely she would win a lord to wed, especially a lord sworn to a paramount House and who controlled an entire island.
It’s also worth noting the context this betrothal happened in. I mentioned before that Jorah was the champion of the Tourney of Lannisport, but he had more going for him than just being the winner. He had just been knighted, by the king himself, for exceptional valor during the siege of Pyke. He was a vassal of the king’s closest friend, Lord Eddard Stark, and with those credentials might have been expected to rise high in the latter’s, and possibly the former’s, favor. He had just beaten seasoned tourney riders and even Ser Jaime Lannister - one of the most talented knights of his generation. Jorah was the hero of the hour, and I wouldn’t be surprised if Leyton thought he had an up-and-coming tourney hero in his prospective son-in-law. Lord Jorah Mormont, military hero, favored vassal, renowned victor of the lists, with his Hightower lady fair giving him her favor - there were worse marital fates for Lynesse, Lord Leyton might have thought.
So yes, House Mormont is not wealthy, or even a particularly powerful vassal House to the Starks (they’re not the Manderlys, to be sure, unless someone gets on building Baywatch over there). But Jorah had a promising and (hopefully) growing resume - a lord in his own right, leal vassal of the king’s closest friend, a prospective tourney champion. With Lynesse unlikely to win a lord of equal standing otherwise, and the rules of chivalry pressing him to assent to the match, Lord Leyton might have thought the marriage a fair bargain, all things considered. It didn’t turn out that way, of course, but hindsight something something.
“Game of Thrones” Season VII: Episode 2 - A Foreign Invasion is Underway
Guys. Sam’s acne treatment. The fury of Freddie Mercury. BARACK. AND MICHELLE. Y'all stepped it up. Let’s talk about it.
Lightning. Thunder. And then, in the uppermost window of Dragonstone - THERE’S A LIGHT.
It’s D-Baby. She’s doing her usual thing of staring moodily out of windows of castles which she’s decided to post up in instead of, you know, TAKING THE THRONE. But then P-Dinky is like, “We’re not gonna stay here long.” And we’re all like -
But before she ducks outta here, she turns to Varys and does a dramatic recitation of his Wikipedia page and opens up the library on him without mercy.
Luckily, he passes the test with flying colors and receives a full fucking pardon when he’s like, “I listened to Robert. I listened to your daddy. But you’re the voice of the people, so ya know what -?”
There is no time for revels though, because Melisandre has warped back here and is notable for being the only lady who didn’t get the memo about wearing black this season.
Anyway, she starts spewing her usual “Prince That Was Promised” shit. And D-Baby’s like, “But I’m not a prince!” And Michelle is all, “WELL TECHNICALLY, IT’S A BAD TRANSLATION THAT ACTUALLY MEANS ‘PRINCE’ OR ‘PRINCESS…’”
And we’re all like…
While at the same time being like, “Like, what is gender, amiright?”
So Melisandre’s told D-Baby and co. about J-Snow, and they’ve dispatched a raven summoning him. But Sansa smells fish and is like -
But we’re all at home like -
And meanwhile Davos is still like -
Cersei’s with a bunch of Tyrell bannermen giving a really inspirational speech about how they shouldn’t back D-Baby that basically boils down to -
And they’re all like, “Yeah but dragons.” And Maester Frankenstein is just like, “Don’t worry guys…
And we’re all like, “Ohmigod I wonder what it is!!!!” And he takes Cersei down to the dragon lair to show her and we’re like, “Ohmigod we’re gonna find out this episode!” and then he whips the cloth off it and it’s A… giant… crossbow…
And at first I’m like, “Well, now wait a second. Maybe crossbows don’t exist yet in this world.”
One time I went on a 7 hour kayaking trip and didn’t bring sunscreen to reapply. There were blisters. There was pus. And yet it was not one percent as bad as what has happened to poor Daddy Mormont, who basically looks like this -
Sam thinks he can cure him, but National Treasure Jim Motherfucking Broadbent is like, “You know not the ways.” Even though Sam has clearly risen up the ranks so much that NTJMB and he are already like -
NTJMB is even asking Sam for thoughts on his new book about the last six seasons of the TV show we’ve been watching. And Sam’s like, “I don’t like the title.” And NTJMB is like, “What would you rather call it?” And we’re all thinking -
And he doesn’t. Yet. Instead he goes to Daddy Mormont and he’s like -
Except less chill because he’s got a paint chipper, some rum, a hope and a prayer.
What follows is the grossest Thrones scene since Grand Maester Pycelle farted last year. Because Sam’s gotta get all this shit off Daddy Mormont by morning, but Daddy Mormont can’t scream. And there’s A LOT OF THIS SHIT ON HIM. So it basically is a combination of -
The gang’s all here and they’re all pissed at D-Baby. Yara’s like, “We gotta attack NOW!” Mama Sand is starting a #NeverLannister movement, and D-Rigg is just like, “Hey, member Margaery?”
And then P-Dinky - remember him? He used to be the best character? - actually gets to talk and he’s like, going on about how Cersei is going to win banner-men over by appealing to their nationalism.
So in honor of Made in America week, he’s not outsourcing their plan to attack the cities around King’s Landing. Until he gets to his own home city and he’s like, “Dothraki and Unsullied, you dudes are taking Casterly Rock.”
Everybody’s V impressed at his sacrifice but also that D&D actually fucking let him drive a scene, so they’re all like -
Except D-Rigg still seems a little huffy, so she and D-Baby have a private conversation where D-Rigg is basically like, “You’re standing strong and tall. You’re the bravest of them all. If on courage you must call, then just keep on tryin’ and tryin’ and TRYIN’. Be a lion.”
And D-Baby’s just like -
And then. My dear dear friends. It’s just Barack. And Michelle. Alone. Barack’s headed out, Michelle is staying behind. It’s now or never.
And Barack just starts on his usual -
But Michelle is not having it. She’s like, “THIS is the moment.”
And then she’s like -
And then she fucking just goes for his pants but he’s like, “Stop.”
And she’s like, “Yo, lemme at that D.” But he’s all, “You don’t understand. Six inches forward and five inches back, I got a - I got an angry inch.” And she’s just like -
And suddenly, it’s just like ASS! BOOBS! ARE WE GONNA SEE HIS STUMPY-STUMP OHMIGOD I HOPE NOT!
And then she lays back like -
But instead he’s just like -
And we’re all just like -
WHEREVER ARYA IS
Arya is full of reunions this week, because at first she’s eating at this inn when who should pop up but fucking HOT PIE! Also revelation that Hot Pie totally looks like Dustin from Stranger Things.
Oh, he FOUND the chocolate pudding. He found it so hard. So they’re like chilling and she’s like -
When Hot Pie acts like the greatest GPS ever known to man and reroutes her to Winterfell by telling her the Boltons are dead. And just like that -
But first reunion #2. Because we get some creepy POV shots on Arya camping in the woods, plus some growling and snarling. And her horse is acting CRAY. And I’m thinking, “Oh fuck. Ed Sheeran and his bros are back to fucking rape her, QUICK TURN IT OFF!” But lo and behold - it’s a bunch of wolves! Which is still bad until one is like -
But it’s not gonna eat her or catcall at her, because it’s her old wolf, people! So Arya is like, “Come with me, Nymeria.” But Nymeria is like -
and she peaces out. Leaving Arya alone to be like, “I see the same sky through my eyes as you see through yours, but we’re worlds apart. Worlds apart.”
More RuPaul - Michelle Visage shenanigans as J-Snow finds out about the dragonglass on Dragonstone and is like, “I’m going.”
But Sansa still smells fish and is like -
Which then gets everyone to turn on J-Snow, so he’s just like, “You know what? Fuck this. You be queen.”
But of course Sansa’s just like -
Meanwhile, Littlefinger is still being a creep.
THE SEVEN FUCKING SEAS
All right, so here we are with the fucking Sand Snakes.
Yo I know, I know, but spoiler alert they’re gonna die soon, so it’s all okay. Just first, we have to listen to them have one more dumbass scene where the One Who Showed Her Boobs is like -
And Whale Rider and The Other One are like, “Mama! Mama! Mama!” And I’m just like -
But then we go to Yara and Mama flirting while Mama like Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf’s Theon into getting them drinks. And then she’s like, “Aren’t you gonna protect your sister?” And she starts like getting close to her and touching her legs. And then she literally says, “A foreign invasion is underway.”
But alas, the invasion is cut short, because the ships are being attacked! And it’s like fire! Storming! UNCLE FREDDIE MERCURY!
And lemme tell ya, he is READY TO GO. It’s just like axes and blood and stabbing. And we’re all like -
And I’m especially like, “Uncle Freddie Mercury, find the Sand Snakes. Kill them.”
But Yara finds The One Who Showed Her Boobs first and is like, “Yo, I’m still trying to fuck your mom. Go protect her.” And The One Who Showed Her Boobs is just like, “Got it.” But the other ones aren’t so lucky. Because first he comes for Whale Rider.
And then without missing a beat he goes for The Other One!
And then Freddie’s backup boys find Mama and The One Who Showed Her Boobs and Mama’s just like, “Kill us. Get it over with.” And again, I’m just like -
But of course, it’s Game of Thrones and we can’t have too much of a good thing.
Anyway, it’s full-on Yara vs. Uncle Freddie Mercury time, and meanwhile there’s still these like mystery fire cannons shooting off.
But THERE’S NO TIME FOR LOGIC! Yara’s about to get her throat slit when Freddie’s just like - “LITTLE THEON!!!”
And Freddie’s like got an axe to her throat, and Theon could just like… run at her? I guess? And do something? And then Freddie LEGIT Virginia Woolf’s him. Like -
And Theon’s just like -
BOOB COUNT: 1 BODY COUNT: 2, plus a lotta extras in that last scene (Rest in Eternal Misery Whale Rider & The Other One) EPISODE GRADE: A-
SER POUNCE’S STRAY THOUGHTS
I just don’t believe for a second Varys is going to stop conspiring behind people’s backs just because Daenerys made him swear an oath.
After so much hype about this Prince that Was Promised prophecy, it was just a BAD TRANSLATION? I dunno, guys.
I gotta say it, I was Team Sansa for such a long time, but she’s being quite the killjoy this season. And there’s nothing I hate more than being on Team Jon. That said, nothing she’s doing is really stupid. She’s being rightly cautious, but because we know Tyrion and D-Baby aren’t trapping them, it’s creating an interesting conflict for us.
Dickon joins the latest Thrones characters recast over the season break. No more Cormac from Half-Blood Prince.
They love saying “the wars to come.”
I’m so not about Diana Rigg dying, but I fear it is coming.
So just to be clear, the plan was to use Yara’s fleet to transport Ellaria back to Sunspear and get the Dornish army. But now, the fleet has been taken (right?) and Ellaria has been abducted. So none of these armies are technically in the control of Daenerys anymore.
Emmy campaign for Barack please.
So I think it’s safe to say that we can add another Samwise-Samwell parallel in that at the end of all this, Sam will document all these events into an essentially in-world Song of Ice and Fire book.
I’ve loved this Arya plot this season. I thought for sure she was headed down a path into ice-cold vengeance biddy, but this rediscovery of her early days is really lovely and unexpected.
Maisie Williams is so good.
Do we think Littlefinger knows about Jon’s parentage?
It seems as though Yara is still alive.
Two Sand Snakes down. One (and Mama) to go. But you gotta figure Cersei’s gonna take care of them next week. Dreams really do come true.
NEXT WEEK: Freddie Mercury is the champion, Casterly Rock invasion, and J-Snow and D-Baby together at last. Will they fuck?
I don´t know if someone writed this already, but i’d really like to read a fic about Lynesse showing up on Dragonstone or Kings Landing with a boy of 10 years (well idk how much time have pass since Jorah left) that looks exactly like Jorah.
Dany is marry or fucking Jon, but she feels jealous and realize that Jorah is the fucking men of her life, but hey! Jorah Mormont is a marry men and have a son! so bye bith.
Iain Glen’s Jack Taylor Is the Perfect Fix for Your Game of Thrones Withdrawal
The Thrones star also weighs in on whether Ser Jorah will ever get a change of clothes. by Joanna Robinson
For the last seven years, Scottish actor Iain Glen has spent a good portion of his time filming one of the biggest shows on the planet, Game of Thrones, in Ireland. When he’s out and about in Belfast, he’s the steadfast Ser Jorah Mormont. But a few hours drive away down on the coast of Galway Bay, they call Glen by a different name. “I can’t really go out and walk the streets without getting a lot of attention as being Jack Taylor,” Glen told VF.com over the phone. “That’s who they think I am, in very sweet, very supportive way.”
Jack Taylor is the hard-drinking, Irish private investigator hero of the books by Ken Bruen, and the lead of a series of nine hour and a half TV crime thrillers of the same name. In Taylor—a former officer of Irish Garda Síochána and something of a ladies man—Glen gets to bring the full force of his charm out from behind the layers of repression he plays on Game of Thrones. In fact, through a quirk of European TV’s laissez-faire approach to scheduling, Glen actually appeared in his first Jack Taylor episode back in 2010, before he ever picked a sword on Thrones. And now, all nine episodes—including the third season, which just aired in the U.K. last fall—are finally available for Glen’s American fans on Acorn TV. Talk about methadone for your Thrones withdrawal. The actor spoke with VF.com about the lure of crime thrillers, why Jack Taylor has more success with the ladies than Jorah, and whether we’ll ever see poor Ser Mormont change out of that nasty, filthy shirt from Season 1.
V.F. HWD: I heard that you’re a life-long crime thriller fan. What about that genre appeals to you? Iain Glen (IG): All that crime does is just give you a structure to your story in a very simple sense—a very strong beginning, middle, and end. Within that, you’re just telling stories. It can have romance, comedy, whatever you like. I suppose I think it’s a liberating milieu. There’s been a rich vein of Scandinavian drama, The Killing or The Bridge; through those, I feel like I’ve got to know Sweden a bit and Norway a bit. You get to know the politics of the place, the people, relationships. You sort of discover a society through it.
If that’s true of Scandinavian crime, I wonder what about Jack Taylor is distinctly Irish. IG: There’s a great deal that is quintessentially Irish. There’s a strong obsession with religion and Catholicism within Ireland, which has done lots of good things and lots of bad things. The Irish boom and bust business—they made hay, and then it all went pear-shaped—means Jack is always deeply suspicious of business and those that are making money out of the community. Obviously you’ve got beautiful coastal Galway, but it’s a paradox in some ways—it’s a very beautiful coastline and city center, but there are problems. It’s got one of the highest suicide rates in Ireland. There’s a big youth population and quite a lot of drug culture there. There’s a dark underbelly to it.
One of the things I like about Jack Taylor is I do think you get to know a community. You get to know Jack, his family, his mother, his difficult relationship with his mother, the people he falls in and falls out of love with. There’s a kind of claustrophobia, which is very true of that part of Ireland. We know it. It’s very funny. When we film there, I can’t really go out and walk the streets without getting a lot of attention as being Jack Taylor. That’s who they think I am in very sweet, very supportive way.
You’ve got this great, big, beautiful blue coat that’s iconic to your character. How much does slipping that on put you in the Jack Taylor mindset? IG: Ah, Jack Taylor and his coat. The producers were a little bit wary to begin with because it covers everything. But like a dialect, I think it certainly helps me as an actor. In a single statement, it tells you that he used to be Garda. He’s ex-police, and he’s still fucking with them, really. He’s upsetting them by wearing the coat, and they constantly want it back and they’re never going to get it.
Meanwhile, poor Jorah would probably kill for that coat—he’s been stuck in pretty much the same costume since Season 1. IG: They found it for me, a costume that just felt right. I don’t know. It just felt like it belonged and belonged to him.
But every year it gets dirtier and dingier and more threadbare. I’m worried that by the end, Jorah will just be wearing scraps. IG:
I think Jorah just needs to land in a safer place, and then he’ll have time to change his clothing. Get cleaned up a little.
You’ve actually been Jack longer than you’ve been Jorah. I think it’s hard sometimes for American audiences to understand that you can shoot nine installments of a story over seven years. IG: It’s been a frustration, sometime, but I am entirely, or at least to some degree, responsible for the time it’s taken to put together because I need to be very available for it. Because of other commitments, that’s been quite difficult. But you try and keep a continuity thread. We hope to make six more as soon as we can, and I think somehow in that feature format, that hour and a half rather than an hour, I think you get away with more time between them somehow. But there are so many different platforms now for TV in a way that it’s been such a radical change. Now when it hits Acorn, people who never saw the first ones can watch it all at once. Hopefully, if we’ve done it right, you don’t feel the time it’s taken for us to put it together. Maybe I look ancient in the last one and I look young and youthful in the first. I have no idea.
I know a lot of people who watch you on Thrones are rooting for Ser Jorah to get the girl—any girl! Do you think they’ll be happy to see that Jack Taylor isn’t all about unrequited affection? IG: Yeah, it’s sweet, the fan reactions. I think that they wish Jorah well, and I think they wish he would—that he deserves physical love in return or something. I don’t know. I mean, the male fans react a little differently. But there is a certain female fan where maybe they see themselves in the story, and as long as you’re failing as Jorah, you’re maybe still more available for them in a funny way. Jack is a polar opposite in that he will get himself into terrible sexual pickles all the time, and is always doing very inappropriate things like having sex with the major suspect and that sort of stuff. He goes there without thinking and then ponders it afterwards, and Jorah ponders it too much, I think. Not that Jorah’s ever going to get it. Well, he might. Who knows?
Do you have any general words of optimism or hope for Jorah fans who are quite worried about that spreading stony rash on his arm? IG: In all honesty, no one is more worried than me. There’s a high death rate in Thrones, and I desperately don’t want to be part of that number. We’ll have to see what unfolds.