Onos T'oolan

Onos T'oolan, a clanless warrior

GotM, Dramatis Personae

'Despite the sorcery, three hundred thousand years had taken their toll. The skin that stretched across the squat man’s robust bones was a shiny nut brown in colour, the texture of leather. Whatever flesh it had once covered had contracted to thin strips the consistency of oak roots – such muscles showed through torn patches here and there. The creature’s face, what Toc could see of it, bore a heavy chinless jawbone, high cheeks and a pronounced brow ridge. The eye sockets were dark holes.'

GotM, UK Trade, p.202

'Onos T’oolan, once of the Tarad Clan, of the Logros T’lan. I was birthed in the autumn of the Bleak Year, the ninth son to the Clan whetted as warrior in the Sixth Jaghut War—'

GotM, UK Trade, p.202-3

Squat and heavy boned. Sinews had dried nut-brown, and the furst and skins partially clothing it had rotted to mere strips. A bone helm sat on the corpse's head, fashioned from the frontal cap of a horned beast. One horn had snapped off some time in the distant past. A dust-sheathed two-handed sword lay nearby.

'He is a champion of sorts, isn't he? Among the T'lan Imass, Tool is something unique. You have no idea of the power - the strength - he possesses.'

MoI, MMPB, p.180

Have you seen the one
who stands apart
cursed in a ritual
sealing his kind
beyond death the host
amassed and whirling
like a plague of pollen –
he stands apart
the First among all
ever veiled in time
yet outcast and alone
a T’lan Imass wandering
like a seed unfallen

Lay of Onos T’oolan
Toc the Younger
GotM, UK Trade, p.197