"...And then!!! Out of nowhere, comes
a random wildling, charging at Jon from
behind and just smashes his head with
a freaking axe while going all: 'DIE CROW!
KILL ALL THE CROWS! GWAHAHA! Bwaha!!!"
"...no, Bern. I think you are the only one
who would have appreciated that outcome."
The type of thing you miss by not watching The Wil Wheaton Project.
It's a recurring theme... someone saves the day, someone does something heroic or good, and no one will ever know. It's the story of Tyrion saving King's Landing. It's the story of Varys. (Maybe? Who can tell?) It's the story of the Hound saving Sansa. It's the story of Jaime and Brienne. It's the story of Sam and Gilly. It's the story of the whole Night's Watch. Ignored by everyone in the kingdom, a great big bunch of them just died, and meanwhile back in King's Landing, their requests for troops and basic aid are laughed at. It's one of the most tragic parts of the story.
It's almost a litmus test. Does a character want fame, glory, power, recognition? They're probably either evil or tragically stupid. Good deeds are quiet and small and affect a few people (and maybe the reader/viewer). Bad deeds are the ones everyone pays attention to. How often does someone in GoT benefit in a big way from a good deed? From an act of honesty or bravery or loyalty? Can anyone think of an example?
Part of me hopes the end of the series is everyone bickering over the Iron Throne, and then out of nowhere the whole nation is overrun by unkillable ice zombies.
I think the closest we have so far of honourable intentions being rewarded with recorded victories is Dany. Robb was obviously doing well for a while, but then stuff happened. Beyond that? Nah, can't think of any major honourable intentions being given the thumbs up by the rest of the world.
Bow before the mighty Javoo!
the cliche could always been worse
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I think this entire series should end with them all becoming ice creatures because they've essentially killed everyone including themselves.
Then they can argue over the iron throne... as walking popsicles.
Bow before the mighty Javoo!