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Caladan Brood

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Caladan Brood, The Warlord

 

first appearance:

'An enormous iron hammer was slung across his broad back; despite its size and evident weight, it looked almost toy-like against that span of muscle and bone. Power rolled from him in musky waves' (GotM, UK Trade, p.245-6)

 

'Whatever thoughts the warlord possessed remained hidden behind the flat, bestial mask that was his face.'(MoI, UK Trade, p.86)

 

 

'a hairless eyebrow...Brood bared his filed teeth...' (GotM, UK Trade, p.247)

 

Crone: 'Brood was not one to overreact' (GotM, UK Trade, p.251)

 

Crone's thoughts on Brood: Brood’s an ascendant – one forgets that, in careless times. His warren is Tennes – the power of the land itself, the earth that is home to the eternal sleeping goddess, Burn. Caladan Brood has the power – there in his arms and in that formidable hammer on his back – to shatter mountains. An exaggeration? A

 

low flight over the broken peaks east of the Laederon Plateau is proof enough of his younger, more precipitous days . . . (MoI, UK Trade, p.86)

 

Dujek Onearm on Brood: 'I’ve read of his (Brood's) times up around Laederon, in the Nathilog Histories. Hood’s breath, you don’t want to get him riled – whether you’re an ally or an enemy makes no difference to Brood when his rage is unleashed. At least with Anomander Rake, it’s a cold, taut power. Not so with the warlord. That hammer of his . . . it’s said that it’s the only thing that can awaken Burn. Swing it against the ground, hard enough, and the goddess will open her eyes. And the truth is, if Brood didn’t have the strength to do so, he wouldn’t be carrying the hammer in the first place.’(MoI, UK Trade, p.136-7)

  

Rath'Burn: 'You are the one who was gifted the hammer, the focus of Burn’s power. To you was entrusted the task of awakening her at the time of her greatest need—’

 

Caladan Brood: 'And so destroy every civilization on this world, aye...'

 

Rath'Burn: '...If Brood does not act, Burn will die! And when she dies, so too does all life on this world! That is the choice, you fool! Topple a handful of corrupt civilizations or absolute annihilation...'

 

Caladan Brood: 'The difference between you and your goddess, woman, is faith. A simple thing, after all. You see only two options open to me. Indeed, so did the Sleeping Goddess, at first. She gave to me the weapon, and gave to me the freedom to choose. It has taken a long while for me to understand what else she gave to me. I have withheld acting, withheld making that choice, and thought myself a coward. Perhaps I still am, yet a small measure of wisdom has finally lodged itself in my head—’

 

K'rul: 'Burn’s faith...That you would find a third choice.’

 

Caladan Brood: 'Aye. Her faith.'

(MoI, UK Trade, p.636-8)

 

Brood's Friendship with Rake

Kilmandaros grunted.  "Think clearly, Errastas.  Brood had to know that shattering the sword would free Draconus, and a thousand other ascendants –"  her hands closed into fists – "and Eleint.  He would not have done it if he'd had a choice.  Nothing could have so fractured that ancient alliance, for it was more than an alliance.  It was friendship."  She sighed heavily and looked away.  "We clashed, yes, but even me – no, I would not have murdered Anomander Rake if the possibility was presented to me.  I would not.  His existence … had purpose.  He was one you could rely upon, when justice needed a blade's certain edge."  (DoD) 

 

Warrens: High Denul and (High?) D'riss, Tennes

 

‘Caladan Brood, the menhired one,

winter-bearing, barrowed and sorrowless . . .

in a tomb bereaved of words,

and in his hands that have crushed anvils—

the hammer of his song –

he lives asleep, so give silent warning

to all – wake him not.

Wake him not.’

-from 'Anomandaris', the epic poem by Fisher Keltath.

(GotM, UK Trade, p.52-3)

 

'He’s human – some say with Barghast blood' (GotM, UK Trade, p.53)

 

re: Brood's army (and colours?)

 

'the banners of the Catlin Horse, green and silver to mark the mercenary contingent

of Caladan Brood’s main army. By far the greatest proportion of soldiers, however, were Tiste Andii – Anomander Rake’s people, dwellers of the city within Moon’s Spawn' (GotM, UK Trade, p.245)