Rallick Nom

Name: Rallick Nom

Pseudonyms: None

Age: Unknown

Race: Human (Daru)

Appearance: Dark-skinned, tall, black haired

Further Info: An assassin in Darujhistan, associate of Coll, Crokus, Kruppe, and Murillio.

Rallick Nom, an assassin in the Guild

GotM, Dramatis Personae

"The tall, dark-skinned man looked rested. He wore his day cloak, a deep royal purple, clasped at the neck by a silver clamshell brooch. His black hair was freshly braided, framing his narrow, clean-shaven face."

GotM, US HC, p.162

"'As calm as ever, was he not?'

Murillio grimaced. 'Nom gets like that every time he's just killed somebody.'"

GotM, US HC, p.161

"Dester had heard that some initiates in some clans had raised hidden shrines to honour Rallick Nom, creating a kind of cult whose adherents employed secret gestures of mutual recognition within the guild. Of course, Seba Krafar, the new Grand Master, had in one of his very first pronouncements outlawed the cult, and there had been a cull of sorts, with five suspected cult leaders greeting the dawn with smiling throats.

Still, Dester had since hear heard enough hints to suggest that the cult was far from dead. It had just burrowed deeper.

In truth, no one know what poisons Rallick Nom had used, but Dester believed it was Moranth tralb..." -thoughts of Dester Thrin

TtH, US TPB, p.30

"A blow to the side of his head and he rolled, suddenly awake, both knives coming into his hands...

...The side of his head still rang. His gaze dropped to the stiffened leather toes of [Raest]'s half-rotted moccasins. 'You kicked me.'

'Yes,' came the rasping reply.

'Why?'

[Raest] hesitated, then said, 'It seemed the thing to do.'

...It seems . . . I remember nothing,' Rallick said.

...'I recall something . . . a night of blood, the Gedderone Fete. Malazans in the city . . .'

'Portentous events as bereft of meaning now as they were then. You have slept, assassin, for some time. Even the poison on you weapons has lost all potency. Although the otataral within your veins courses unabated by time - few would have done what you did, which is, I suppose, just as well.'

...'Thank you, Raest, for the kick in the head.'

'You are welcome. Now leave - I grow bored.'

...'Why did you wake me?' he asked.

In answer, the Jaghut stepped forward and shut the door with a thunderous slam that woke birds in panic and sent them bolting into the night." -Rallick Nom and Raest

TtH, US TPB, p.91-3

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