Perrin Aybara - The Prophet of The Dragon

The Prophet of The Dragon

Rand, always in need of trustworthy commanders, sent Perrin, Faile, the Two Rivers army, Berelain, her Mayeners, some Aiel Wise Ones, oathsworn Aes Sedai, and two Asha'man, to Ghealdan. There a man named Masema Dagar, the so-called Prophet of the Dragon, was causing various degrees of trouble. Perrin's orders were to find Masema (the three had met in The Great Hunt) and bring him to heel. Tempers flared immediately, not the least between Faile and Berelain.

The task was harder than expected: Masema promised to bring a couple hundred, but brought the whole army along with him instead, and refused the use of a gateway, which would have reduced the months-long journey to an hour or two. Even worse, Perrin's forces were attacked by the Shaido, and Faile taken captive along with several of her guests and retainers (including Queen Alliandre of Ghealdan and, unbeknownst to almost everyone, Morgase Trakand Former-Queen of Andor). Perrin abandoned his task in order to rescue her, eventually joining forces with the Seanchan during Knife of Dreams. In the process, he totally dissolved the Shaido threat, and won the respect of the Seanchan, who now call him the Wolf King. He has reunited with his wife, but with A Memory of Light and Tarmon Gai'don looming, it is questionable how long the two will have in each other's company.

Masema was last seen fleeing Malden with the remnants of his army. The prologue to the Gathering Storm reveals that after the battle of Malden, Masema and his surviving followers were ambushed and killed by Faile Aybara.

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