The Wall of Night series is one story told in four parts, but each part has it’s own unique arc as readers will have seen in both The Heir of Night and The Gathering of the Lost.
So with today (in the US/UK; tomorrow in NZ/AU) being Publication Day (yay!) I thought readers might like to know which of the series’ characters, particularly the major characters, they can expect to see return in Daughter of Blood.
Here are some of the main players (excepting those whose inclusion might count as a spoiler), with a few introductory lines to keep you going until today’s official release date (on US and UK time) clicks over:
From Among Our Protagonists:
Malian (w00t!) — since she is, after all, the Heir of Night and the series’ mainmost of main characters. đ
‘The dust motes swirled, the dayâs dirt and sweat and fading warmth mingling with the scent of the pines. Malian adjusted her head-wrapping against both breeze and grit, then stretched, feeling every mile of the dayâs painstaking journey. Turning away from the parapet, she looked down onto the caravan hostelry, which occupied a whole town block facing the wall …’
(Chapter 14, Crow)
Kalan (yahoo!) — “because” he’s the series’ second mainmost character and pretty durned important to the DAUGHTER arc, to boot.
‘Time to move, Kalan thoughtâbut he still took care over his armor, paying attention to every buckle and binding. In Emer, a knight learned how to arm himself, but it felt odd to be doing so without any of the comrades he had lived and fought alongside for the past five years. He slid the longsword and scabbard with the hydra device onto his belt and buckled it on …’
(Chapter 5, Blood Warrior)
Asantir (awesome!) — well, just because (as you keep writing to tell me) she is made of awesome, yanno…
‘Asantir smiled, an expression reminiscent of the slender blade Taly carried in her boot. âAlthough the forsworn guards,” she said softly, ” were as much a murder weapon as the arrows they loosed. The hunt for those who forged the weapon, and directed it, is not yet done. And wonât be, until they are all dead.â ‘
(Chapter 20, Emissaries of Night)
Raven (huzza!) — because after all, if Robin Hobb *hearts* Raven …Â đ
‘Moths circled a lantern in the open doorway, but the corner where Raven sat was largely in shadow, although neither the gloom nor the cloth head-wrapping could disguise his taciturn demeanor. He looked well-worn, almost exactly like the hedge knight Malian had first met in the Long Pass …’
(Chapter 14, Crow)
Garan (waves cap!) — who seems to be carving out a consistent part in the story, together with the rest of his eight-unit.
‘Garan thought that what the Towers of Morning priests called guest quarters was more like an entire wing of their great keep, in which he and the rest of his eight-guard rattled around like pebbles. They had been occupying it for a week now …’
(Chapter 13, Watch and Ward)
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From The Antagonists’ Ranks:
Arcolin:Â You may recall that he was the Darksworn envoy to Emer in The Gathering of the Lost.
‘âWhatâs the alternative? …â Arcolin shrugged. âThe agent who wounded me got lucky, thatâs all. Still, regrettable though the boyâs death was, it … left us free to deal with the Southern Realms in our own way.â ‘
(Chapter 2, The Serpent Prince)
Nirn: Whom we last encountered in Ij …
‘ … Before he reached the upper level, another tall figure with startling, bone-white hair had appeared at the balustrade. A flare of lightning reflected through the windows in a way that made it seem to emanate from the white-haired man, but no rumble of thunder followed …’
(Chapter 2, The Serpent Prince)
Emuun: Also last seen for certain in Ij …
‘âThe difference,â Emuunâs voice said, out of the rift, âis that Aranraith perpetrates his cruelties because he loves them, whereas my object is to terrorize and so weaken my enemies.â As he spoke, the fissure spat a small cloud of grit toward the shield, but it exploded in midair, well clear of the burnished gleam.’
(Chapter 19, Rift)
Nindorith: Like Arcolin, he crossed Malian and Kalan’s path in Emer.
‘ … it was Nindorith who answered, a roll of quiet thunder out of the air.
âThe maelstrom stirs, Lady.â He paused, and Ilkerineth knew they were both listening, waiting for another chill whisper out of the void. âIt begins again.â
(Prologue)
And so, indeed, it does, begin again…
See you back here later on today. đ


























