Then the moon vanished, eclipsed by Ganth's war-horse as it roared over the hill's crest, over her head, nearly clipping her with its steel-shod feet. Its saddle was empty. It swerved, red-rimmed nostrils flaring as it caught her scent. Jame had seen haunts before. They were always hungry, but not for grass.
Jame's narration, Blood and Ivory: A Tapestry, "Among the Dead"

Iron-jaw was originally Ganth Gray Lord's warhorse.[1] After being ridden to death by Ganth, Iron-jaw returned as a haunt, to be claimed by Keral as Master Gerridon mount.

As children, Torisen's daring her to ride Iron-jaw, resulted in a painful fall, combined with later threats from someone, probably Keral,[2] to feed her to the haunt war horse if she failed the Master led to her later fear of riding horses.[3]


  1. Blood and Ivory: A Tapestry, "Among the Dead" — "The grey horse stumbled, its gaunt sides foam-flecked and heaving, black with sweat. The grass of the Haunted Lands had proved treacherous fodder and this, Ganth's war-horse, was the last of the garrison's mounts."
  2. To Ride a Rathorn, "Chapter IX: School Days", II — "The ghost of one now rose—something about a dark gray stallion stained black with sweat and flecked with white foam… She remembered. It had been her father's warhorse Iron-jaw, the one that had turned into a haunt. The changer Keral had threatened to feed her to it."
  3. To Ride a Rathorn, "Chapter XIV: To Ride a Rathorn", III — "It was also that buried childhood nightmare only recently unearthed by her abysmal attempts at horsemanship. If you fail the Master, we'll just have to feed you to Iron-jaw, won't we? She remembered the gray stallion charging her, ears back and teeth bared, when he had been only a horse and she only a child who had strayed into what might laughingly be called his pasture, given the noisome herbage of the Haunted Lands. Another time, Tori had dared her to ride him and, of course, she had been thrown, hard. There. That was the origin of the sick fear that cuddled her stomach to this day every time she put foot to stirrup and herself at the mercy of such a strong, unpredictable creature. Then her father had ridden the stallion to death and the changer Keral had claimed the haunt that it had become for his master"