Gothos

'Dressed in faded ochre robes, the man was solid, broad-shouldered and at least seven feet tall. A long, iron-hued ponytail swpt down between his shoulders, bound just above the small of his back with a dull length of chain.'

'Huge tusks framed his thin mouth, jutting from his lower lip. The greenish cast of his weathered skin made him look ghostly, despite the hearth's warm light. Eyes the colour of dirty ice regarded them.' (DG, uk mmpb, p.898

Mappo: 'Gothos's curse was in being too aware - of everything. Every permutation, every potential. Enough to poison every scan he cast on the world. It availed him naught, and worse, he was aware of even that.' (DG, UK MMPB, p.150)

'Gothos was Jaghut...and as sour-tempered a writer as I've ever had the displeasure of reading' (DG, UK MMPB, p.336-7)

"He had elected, of his own will, to become a Guardian of an Azath House, and it may be he remains so to this day." (BH)

"You might wonder, what I was doing when the wolf god found me.  I was fleeing.  In disguise.  We had gathered to imprison a tyrant, until our allies turned upon us and resumed the slaughter.  I believe I may be cursed to ever be in the wrong place at the wrong time."

"T'lan Imass allies,"  Kallor said.  "Too bad they never found you."

"Kron, the clan of Bek'athana Ilk who dwelt in the Cliffs Above the Angry Sea.  Forty-three hunters and a Bonecaster.  They found me." (TtH)

Gothos' Folly

Tayschrenn: 'Some new scrolls of Gothos’ Folly were discovered in a mountain fastness beyond Blackdog Forest. Among the writings are discussions of the Tiste Andii, and other peoples from the Elder Age. (GotM, UK Trade, p.53)

'Gothos's Folly. There's mention of three Tiste peoples arriving from another realm. Of course the only one that's known to us is the Tiste Andii, and Gothos only names one of the other groups - Tiste Edur. Grey-skinned, not black. Children of the unwelcome union of Mother Dark with the Light.' (DG, UK MMPB,

p.336)

Thelomen Tartheno Toblakai . . .

find the names of a people

so reluctant to fade

into oblivion . . .

Their legend rots

my cynical cast and blights

my eyes with bright glory . . .

‘Cross not the loyal cage

embracing their unassailable heart . . .

. . . Cross not these stolid menhirs,

ever loyal to the earth.’

Thelomen Tartheno Toblakai . . .

Still standing, these towering pillars

mar the gelid scape

of my mind . . .

Gothos’ Folly (II.iv)

Gothos (b.?)

(GotM, UK Trade, p.69)

I saw them on the shores

the deepening pits of their gaze

vowed immortal war

against the sighing calm

of Jaghut seas . . .

Gothos’ Folly

Gothos (b.?)

(GotM, UK Trade, p.328)