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Skillnad mellan Skin-Changing och Warging
Först och främst är Warging en specifik typ av Skin-Changing, exklusiv för att rikta hundfamiljen. Om du glider in i en organism som varken är en hund eller en varg, det inte warging .
Min spekulation
Som sagt, är andra fortfarande inkvarterade i mysterium i böckerna. Vi känner inte till deras krafters natur eller omfattning av sina befogenheter.
Baserat på min egen spekulation som är rotad i kanonen, skulle jag säga att svaret är nej.
Det finns ingen förekomst av Skin-Changers som har flera skinn samtidigt. Så det är osannolikt att ett par hudföränderliga andra finns i hundratusentals wights.
Det är mer som återupplivning med en ond ande än att faktiskt glida in i de döda människornas kropp.
Konsten att Necromancy animerar vägarna, inte hudförändringar. Som Melisandre sa någon som var välbevandad i mörka konster:
Necromancy animates these wights, yet they are still only dead flesh. Steel and fire will serve for them. The ones you call the Others are something more.
Men Melisandre har visat sig fel innan många saker.
En annan sak att notera är att hudförändringarna i deras djurs hud kan känna samma smärta. Liksom Varamyr kände brännande smärta / känsla när hans örn brändes av Melisandre eller hur han kände när han var inne i sin varg och hon födde ungar eller hur han kände när hans varg var monterad av sina andra vargar.
Varamyr had died nine times before. He had died once from a spear thrust, once with a bear's teeth in his throat, and once in a wash of blood as he brought forth a stillborn cub. He died his first death when he was only six, as his father's axe crashed through his skull. Even that had not been so agonizing as the fire in his guts, crackling along his wings, devouring him. When he tried to fly from it, his terror fanned the flames and made them burn hotter. One moment he had been soaring above the Wall, his eagle's eyes marking the movements of the men below. Then the flames had turned his heart into a blackened cinder and sent his spirit screaming back into his own skin, and for a little while he'd gone mad. Even the memory was enough to make him shudder.
ADWD-Prologue
Eller hur Bran känner blod i munnen när hans varg jagar.
"They do," Bran said with sudden certainty. "They dream tree dreams. I dream of a tree sometimes. A weirwood, like the one in the godswood. It calls to me. The wolf dreams are better. I smell things, and sometimes I can taste the blood."
ACOK-Bran I
Eller hur Jon känner hunger känd av sin varg.
it was a hunger inside him, sharp as a dragonglass blade. A hunger... he could feel it. It was food he needed, prey, a red deer that stank of fear or a great elk proud and defiant. He needed to kill and fill his belly with fresh meat and hot dark blood. His mouth began to water with the thought.
It was a long moment before he understood what was happening. When he did, he bolted to his feet. “Ghost?” He turned toward the wood, and there he came, padding silently out of the green dusk, the breath coming warm and white from his open jaws. “Ghost!” he shouted, and the direwolf broke into a run.
A Storm Of Swords: Chapter 79
White Walkers, som alla levande saker, känner smärta. Vi såg det när Sam huggade en, den vita skuggan skrek med smärta.
Do it now. Stop crying and fight, you baby. Fight, craven. It was his father he heard, it was Alliser Thorne, it was his brother Dickon and the boy Rast. Craven, craven, craven. He giggled hysterically, wondering if they would make a wight of him, a huge fat white wight always tripping over its own dead feet. Do it, Sam. Was that Jon, now? Jon was dead. You can do it, you can, just do it. And then he was stumbling forward, falling more than running, really, closing his eyes and shoving the dagger blindly out before him with both hands. He heard a crack, like the sound ice makes when it breaks beneath a man's foot, and then a screech so shrill and sharp that he went staggering backward with his hands over his muffled ears, and fell hard on his arse.
ASOS: Samwell I
Men vi ser inte White Walkers skrika när deras minions bränns eller hackas, vilket innebär att de inte känner smärtan som känns av deras hud , vilket i sin tur innebär att de inte är inuti död hud alls. Eller det kan bara vara att deras hud är död, det känns ingen smärta, därför känner vandrarena ingen smärta.
Så talade Martin ... Er eller talade inte
George RR Martin har dock vägrade att bekräfta om andra kontrollerar sina minions som Skin-Changers Control deras skinn.
So, I asked a bunch of questions that got an "excellent cheese" response from George, who was at least amused enough by our observation that he used cheese to change the subject that he went on to use cheese as the only subject change...
Do The Others warg into the bodies of the dead the same way that wargs go "into" the bodies of animals?
Eftersom författaren svarade med ost, vägrade han att bekräfta det, men han bestämde inte heller det. Så det kan vara möjligt att George har en liknande uppfattning om hur deras krafter fungerar.
Så tills hans Grace GRRM bestämmer sig för att berätta mer om det, vet vi inte säkert.
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