Rintrah’s death was a bad one – both in the actual nature of the death (it looked rather unpleasant) and in the writing of it. Those unfamiliar with Strange’s most recent disciple (who was a friendly big green minotaur from another dimension, which is par for the course when it comes to the life of Dr. Strange) should understand that he died after rescuing Strange from an evil demon named Tartessus – Rintrah decided to smash the amulet that was Tartessus’ sole gateway to this dimension, and died in the resulting explosion.
Unfortunately, Tartessus was a “feeding” demon, one that consumed souls for sustenance and power. What Dr. Strange didn’t know (since this happened at the apex of his mystic powerlessness) was that in smashing the amulet, Rintrah’s soul was severed from his body and captured as he died. Tartessus restrained itself from feeding, for Rintrah’s soul was more than just a snack: it was an anchor to his home plane of R’vaal. Tartessus started quietly raiding Rintrah’s home plane for food. Unfortunately for the denizens of R’vaal, though, Tartessus had a bit of an advantage now: Rintrah had died on earth, so the anchor through to R’vaal that his death had created was also tethered to our dimension. He couldn’t be destroyed without traveling here first.
The ruling councils of R’vaal decided to take action to confront the threat of Tartessus, keeping their populace under guard by the various mages’ councils, while a few of their boldest adventurers would set forth and find the link to Tartessus’ plane and destroy it, thus keeping Tartessus safe. They prepared a spell matrix of transport and began outfitting the selected heroes for the dangerous journey ahead.
However, it was at this point that Bromion stole the matrix.
Bromion, one of the foremost soldier-captains of R’vaal, five times victor of the Great Warrior’s Squall in the central circle of central circles; Bromion, who had argued long and fruitlessly that for R’vaal to simply allow Tartessus to freely pillage other dimensions was a moral outrage; Bromion, who had demanded that R’vaal go to war against Tartessus for the crimes the demon had committed against it. Bromion, who could not abide it in his heart to allow Tartessus to live after the foul thing had slain his younger brother and entrapped his brother’s soul as a tool, and whose need for vengeance was obvious to all in the councils.
Bromion knew that Tartessus would prove a deadly foe, but he prepared himself, taking forth (or, more accurately, also stealing) the Adze of Old R’vaal, which as all knew could cleave the very forces of magic itself in two. He similarly equipped himself with (again, stole) the Trumpet of Gazplach, which when sounded could send forth radiant and deadly light against one’s foes. And he took one of his little brother’s childhood projects: the small crystal Rintrah had made as a young hornling, which would glow brighter in his presence. Clearly, Bromion reckoned, this would guide him to the soul trap the demon wore.
But before he did any of that, he consulted with a sympathetic oracle – his desire for revenge did not outweigh his sense of duty, and he wished to make sure that his quest at least had a chance of success. The oracle told him that success was possible, but he would require help.
“Seek the counsel of your kin’s former master. He will guide you to your ultimate destiny, and to the ultimate downfall of your foe. Only with his wisdom shall you prevail, Bromion son of Enitharmon daughter of Los; only by his unsteady hand can you triumph.”
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Woooo! He’s back, ba-by!
So he’s this other minotaur’s brother, and his name is Bromion. That’s writing, baby.
They killed off Rintrah? Where was I?
Please replace any requests I have ever made about kittens with giant buffalo-people.
You know what we need? Giant winged buffalo-people. That way it’ll cause an interdimensional incident when they find out that we eat buffalo wings.
I always wondered what happened to Rintrah. Jerks.
Green minotaurs are AWESOME.
So he’s this other minotaur’s brother, and his name is Bromion. That’s writing, baby.
Blame William Blake.
Son of Enitharmon???? Enitharmon was Rintrah’s father?? Was that mentioned in some issue somewhere, or is it a mistake on your part? It doesn’t really seem possible. Enitharmon is a short, bipedal protoceratops– nothing minotaurish about him at all that I could ever see. (Of course, Rintrah wasn’t much of a minotaur either at first. He started out as some sort of hairy minotaur-alf-rhinoceros hybrid with big black eyes. Then Jackson Guice made him more bullish with no explanation why.)
But regarding the title of this column– You SHOULD NOT write Doctor Strange. I’ve been waiting years for that job, and I’m not going to let you take it away from me!!
(Okay, maybe if we can get them to publish it twice a month, and then we could alternate every few issues, like the writers on Spider-Man.)
Just out of curiosity, does anyone know where the picture is from?
Its like you stole my swine flu-induced fever dream and put it right there on the page!
Its from the Sacrificing Aslan scene in the first Narnia movie. He just changed the color of one of the minotaurs…
Oooh. I got chills. Cool!
I honestly don’t understand what the fuck is going on here.
I am *really* not feeling this one. Every other Dr. Strange plot point you’ve described has been absolute genius. But this one is more or less as you said — standard fantasy tropes dressed up with a green minotaur. Nothing really all that new.
That’s fine, of course. You’ve thought up better ideas than I ever could. But they can’t all be gems.