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Ran Hallik Hard-hand was a Knorth randon. A member of the Randon Council, he was Commandant of Tentir during the year Greshan spent at Tentir as a third year randon cadet.
When Gerraint Highlord ordered Bel-tairi slain to cover up what his son Greshan had done to her, Hallik led the hunting party. When it returned, Greshan was slung across his saddle, dead; Hallik claimed a hunting accident.[2] Hallik then turned a White Knife on himself.[3]
Jame appears to suspect that Greshan was slain by his own Kendar for harming a Whinno-hir, and that was the reason for Hallik's suicide.
Hallik was Harn's father. He was very proud of him, and loved him dearly.[4][5]
In To Ride a Rathorn, when Torisen is straining under the weight of remembering all the dead Knorth, Hallik is one of the ones who cries out to him, begging to be remembered.[6]
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- ↑ Honor's Paradox, "Chapter IV: Relics" — "Torisen wasn’t sure exactly what had happened, except that the potion had forced Harn to relive his father’s suicide after Greshan’s death…"
- ↑ To Ride a Rathorn, "Chapter XVI: Midsummer's Eve", III — " 'The entire Randon Council went on that grim hunt—[…] Greshan went too, all gay in his gilded leathers, but he came back slung across his saddle. A hunting accident, Hallik said.' "
- ↑ Bound in Blood, "Chapter VII: Rude Walls", II — "Harn's face went blotchy, red and white. 'Hallik Hard-hand knew his duty. He chose the White Knife to fulfill it, thus redeeming the college's honor.' "
- ↑ Bound in Blood, "Chapter XVII: The Winter War", VII — "And Harn was very proud of his father. Hallik Hard-hand was everything that the boy longed to be: strong, honorable, smart, and above all confident."
- ↑ Bound in Blood, "Epilogue", I — "the burly Kendar sobbing over his dead father. […] What would it be like, to have loved a father that much? He could barely imagine it, but he ached for his friend's raw pain. Some injuries only scabbed over, never truly healing."
- ↑ To Ride a Rathorn, "Chapter XXII: Casting the Stones", III — " 'Remember me!' dry voices cried from the ashes of the past, from the crack and greedy hiss of the pyre. […] 'I saved Tentir's honor at the point of the White Knife or thought that I did, but all in vain…' "