With the Dragon Scepter across his knees, Rand lounged on the Dragon Throne. Or made a show of lounging, at least. Thrones were not made for relaxation, this one least of all, it seemed, but that was only part of the difficulty. Sensing Alanna was part too, for all that it nudged at him constantly. If he told the Maidens, they would . . . no. How could he even think of that? He had frightened her enough to keep her at bay; she had made no effort to enter the Inner City. He would know if she did. No, for the moment Alanna was less of a problem than the inadequate seat cushion.
Despite the silver-worked blue coat buttoned to its collar, the heat did not reach him—he really was getting the way of Taim’s trick—but if pure impatience had produced sweat, he would have dripped as if just climbing out of a river. Keeping cool presented no problem at all. Keeping still did. He intended to give Elayne an Andor whole and unharmed, and this morning would be the first real step to that. If they ever came.
“ . . . and in addition,” the tall bony man standing before the Throne said in a near monotone, “one thousand four hundred twenty-three refugees from Murandy, five hundred sixty-seven from Altara, and one hundred nine from Illian. As far as the head count inside the city proper has gone to this date, I hasten to add.” The few wisps of gray hair remaining to Halwin Norry stood up like quill pens stuck behind his ears, appropriate since he had been Morgase’s chief clerk. “I have hired twenty-three additional clerks for the enumeration, but the number is still clearly insufficient for . . . ”
Rand stopped listening. Grateful as he was that the man had not run away as so many others had, he was not certain anything was real to Norry except the numbers in his ledgers. He recited the number of deaths during the week and the price of turnips carted in from the countryside in the same dusty tone, arranged the daily burials of penniless friendless refugees with no more horror and no more joy than he showed hiring masons to check the repair of the city walls. Illian was just another land to him, not the abode of Sammael, and Rand just another ruler.
Where are they? he wondered furiously. Why hasn’t Alanna at least tried to sidle up to me? Moiraine would never have been frightened off so easily.
Where are all the dead? Lews Therin whispered. Why will they not be silent?
Rand chuckled grimly. Surely that had to be a joke.
Sulin was sitting easily on her haunches to one side of the throne’s dais, and red-haired Urien to the other. Today twenty Aethan Dor, Red Shields, waited among the Grand Hall’s columns with the Maidens, some wearing the red headband. They stood or squatted or sat, some talking quietly, but as usual looked ready to spring into action in a heartbeat, even the Maiden and two Red Shields who were dicing. At least one pair of eyes always seemed to be watching Norry; few Aiel trusted a wetlander this close to Rand.
Abruptly Bashere appeared in the Hall’s tall doorway. When he nodded, Rand sat up. At last.  The green-and-white tassel swayed as he gestured with the dragon-carved length of Seanchan spear. “You’ve done well, Master Norry. Your report left nothing out. I will see that the gold you need is provided. But I must attend to other matters now, if you will forgive me.”
The man gave no sign of curiosity or hurt at being cut off so abruptly. He merely stopped in midword, bowed with “As the Lord Dragon commands” in that same dry tone, and backed away three steps before turning. He did not even glance at Bashere in passing. Nothing real but the ledgers.
Impatiently, Rand nodded to Bashere and set himself erect and stiff-backed on the throne. The Aiel went silent. It made them seem twice as ready.
When the Saldaean entered, he did not come alone. Two men and two women followed close behind, none young, in rich silks and brocades. They tried to pretend Bashere did not exist, and almost carried it off, but the watchful Aiel among the columns were another story. Golden-haired Dyelin missed only a step, but Abelle and Luan, both graying yet hard-faced, frowned at the cadin’sor-clad figures and instinctively felt for the swords they did not wear today, while Ellorien, a plump dark-haired woman who would have been pretty were her face not so determinedly stony, stopped dead and glared before she came to herself and caught up to the others with a quick stride. Their first good view of Rand took them aback as well, all of them. Quick wondering glances passed between them. Perhaps they had thought he would be older.
“My Lord Dragon,” Bashere intoned loudly, halting before the dais, “Lord of the Morning, Prince of the Dawn, True Defender of the Light, before whom the world kneels in awe, I give to you Lady Dyelin of House Taravin, Lord Abelle of House Pendar, Lady Ellorien of House Traemane, and Lord Luan of House Norwelyn.”
The four Andorans looked at Bashere then, with tight lips and sharp sidelong glances. There had been something in his tone that made it sound as if he was giving Rand four horses. To say their spines stiffened would be to say water became wetter, yet it seemed so as they stared up at Rand. Mostly at Rand. Their eyes could not help drifting to the Lion Throne shining and glittering on its pedestal beyond his head.
He wanted to laugh at their outraged faces. Outraged, but also careful, and perhaps a touch impressed in spite of themselves. He and Bashere had worked out that list of titles between them, but the bit about the world kneeling was new, Bashere’s own late addition. Moiraine had given him the advice, though. He almost thought he heard her silvery voice again. How people see you first is what they hold hardest in their minds. It is the way of the world. You can step down from a throne, and even if you behave like a farmer in a pigsty, some part in each of them will remember that you did descend from a throne. But if they see only a young man first, a country man, they will resent him stepping up to his throne later, whatever his right, whatever his power. Well, if a title or two could make anything so, everything would be a deal easier.
I was the Lord of the Morning, Lews Therin mumbled. I am the Prince of the Dawn.
Rand kept his face smooth. “I will not welcome you—this is your land, and the palace of your queen—but I am pleased you accept my invitation.” After five days and with just a few hours’ notice, but he did not mention that. Rising, he laid the Dragon Scepter on the throne, then trotted down from the dais. With a reserved smile—Never be hostile unless you must, Moiraine had said, but above all never be overly friendly. Never be eager—he gestured to five comfortably cushioned chairs with padded backs, set in a circle among the columns. “Join me. We will talk and have some chilled wine.”
They followed, of course, eyeing the Aiel and him with equal curiosity and perhaps equal animosity, both poorly hidden. When they were all seated, gai’shain came, silent in their hooded white robes, bringing wine and golden goblets already damp with condensation. Another stood behind each chair with a plumed fan, gently stirring the air. Every chair but Rand’s. They noted that, noted the lack of sweat on his face. But the gai’shain did not perspire either, even in their robes, and neither did the other Aiel. He watched the nobles’ faces over his own winecup.
Andorans were proud of being more straightforward than many, and they were not slow to boast that the Game of Houses was far more entwined in other lands than in theirs, yet they still believed they could play Daes Dae’mar when they had to. After a fashion they could, but the truth was, Cairhienin and even Tairens considered them simple when it came to the subtle move and countermove of the Great Game. These four kept their composure for the most part, but to someone schooled by Moiraine, schooled harder in Tear and Cairhien, they gave away much with every shift of eye, every slight change of expression.
First it dawned on them that there was no chair for Bashere. Quick looks flickered between them, a slight brightening, especially when they realized Bashere was striding from the throne room. All four actually let themselves glance after him with the faintest of satisfied smiles. They must dislike a Saldaean army in Andor as much as Naean and that lot did. Now their thoughts were obvious: Perhaps the foreigner’s influence was less than they had feared. Why, Bashere had been treated as no more than a superior servant.
Dyelin’s eyes widened slightly at almost the same instant as Luan’s, and only a moment ahead of the other two. For a moment they stared at Rand so closely it was plain they avoided looking at one another. Bashere was an outlander, but also the Marshal-General of Saldaea, three times a lord, and uncle to Queen Tenobia. If Rand used him like a servant . . .
“Excellent wine.” Staring into his goblet, Luan hesitated before adding, “My Lord Dragon.” It might have been pulled out of him with a rope.
“From the south,” Ellorien said after a sip. “A Tunaighan Hills vintage. A wonder you can find ice in Caemlyn this year. I have heard people already calling this “ ‘The year without a winter.’ ”
“Do you think I would waste time and effort finding ice,” Rand said, “when so many troubles inflict the world?”
Abelle’s angular face paled, and he seemed to force himself to take another swallow. On the other hand, Luan emptied his winecup deliberately and thrust it out to be filled by a gai’shain whose green eyes flashed a fury at strong odds with the obstinate mildness of his sun-dark face. Serving wetlanders was like being a servant, and Aiel despised the very notion of servants. How that disgust squared with the very concept of gai’shain Rand had never been able to determine, but it was so.
Dyelin held her wine firmly on her knees and ignored it thereafter. This close, Rand could see touches of gray in her golden hair; she was still lovely, though in nothing except the hair did she look at all like Morgase or Elayne. Next in line for the throne, she must be a cousin at least, and close. Frowning briefly at him, she seemed on the point of shaking her head, but instead said, “We are concerned with the world’s troubles, but more with those inflicting Andor. Did you bring us here to find a cure?”
“If you know one,” Rand replied simply. “If not, I must look elsewhere. Many think they know the right cure. If I cannot find the one I want, I will have to accept the next best.” That tightened mouths. On the way here, Bashere had taken them through a courtyard where Arymilla and Lir and the rest of those had been left cooling their heels. Taking their ease in the Palace, it would seem. “I would think you’d want to help put Andor back together. You’ve heard my proclamation?” He did not have to say which one; in this context, there could be only one.
“A reward offered for news of Elayne,” Ellorien said flatly, her face becoming even stonier, “who is to be made queen now that Morgase is dead.”
Dyelin nodded. “That seemed well, to me.”
“Not to me!” Ellorien snapped. “Morgase betrayed her friends and spurned her oldest adherents. Let us see an end to House Trakand on the Lion Throne.” She seemed to have forgotten Rand. They all did.
“Dyelin,” Luari said curtly. She shook her head as if she had heard this before, but he went on. “She has the best claim. I speak for Dyelin.”
“Elayne is the Daughter-Heir,” the golden-haired woman told them levelly. “I speak for Elayne.”
“What does it matter who any of us speak for?” Abelle demanded. “If he killed Morgase, he will—” Abelle cut off abruptly with a grimace, then looked at Rand, not exactly in defiance, but definitely daring him to do his worst. And expecting him to.
“Do you really believe that?” Rand glanced sadly at the Lion Throne on its pedestal. “Why under the Light would I kill Morgase only to hand that to Elayne?”
“Few know what to believe,” Ellorien said stiffly. Spots of color still stained her cheeks. “People say many things, most foolish.”
“Such as?” He directed the question to her, but it was Dyelin who answered, looking him straight in the eye.
 That you are a false Dragon, or an Aes Sedai puppet, or both. That you’re Morgase’s illegitimate son, or a Tairen High Lord, or an Aielman.” She frowned again for a moment, but did not stop.  That you are the Dark One, or else the Creator clothed in flesh.  As many tales as there are mouths. Most say you killed Morgase. Many add Elayne.
Rand sighed. Some of those sayings were worse than any he had heard. “I won’t ask which you believe.” Why did she keep frowning at him? She was not the only one. Luan did too, and Abelle and Ellorien darted the sort of glances at him that he had come to expect from Arymilla’s bunch when they thought he was not looking. Watching. Watching. That was Lews Therin, a hoarse giggling whisper. I see you. Who sees me? “Instead, will you help me make Andor whole again? I don’t want Andor to become another Cairhien, or worse, a Tarabon or Arad Doman.”
“I know something of the Karaethon Cycle,” Abelle said. “I believe you are the Dragon Reborn, but nothing there speaks of you ruling, only fighting the Dark One at Tarmon Gai’don.”
Rand’s hand tightened on his goblet so hard the dark surface of the wine trembled. How much easier if these four were like most of the Tairen High Lords, or the Cairhienin, but not one of them wanted a shaving more power for themselves than they already had. However the wine had been chilled, he doubted the One Power would intimidate this lot.
Burn for it, Lews Therin echoed morosely.
“How many times must I say I don’t want to rule Andor? When Elayne sits on the Lion Throne, I will leave Andor. And never return, if I have my way.”
“If the throne belongs to anyone,” Ellorien said tightly, “it belongs to Dyelin. If you mean what you say, see her crowned, and go. Then Andor will be whole, and I don’t doubt Andoran soldiers will follow you to the Last Battle, if that’s what is called for.”
“I refuse still,” Dyelin answered in a strong voice, then turned to Rand. “I will wait and consider, my Lord Dragon. When I see Elayne alive and crowned, and you leave Andor, I will send my retainers to follow you whether anyone else in Andor does the same. But if time passes and you still reign here, or if your Aiel savages do here what I’ve heard they did in Cairhien and Tear”—she scowled at the Maidens and Red Shields, and the gai’shain too, as if she saw them looting and burning—“or you loose here those . . . men you gather with your amnesty, then I will come against you, whether anyone else in Andor does the same.”
“And I will ride beside you,” Luan said firmly.
“And I,” Ellorien said, echoed by Abelle.
Rand threw back his head and laughed in spite of himself, half mirth, half frustration. Light! And I thought honest opposition would be better than sneaking behind my back or licking my boots!
They eyed him uneasily, doubtless thinking it was madness at work. Maybe it was. He was not sure himself anymore.
“Consider what you must,” he told them, standing to end the audience. “I mean what I said. But consider this as well. Tarmon Gai’don is coming closer. I don’t know how long we have for you to spend considering.”
They made their goodbyes—a careful bow of the head, as between equals, and at that more than when they arrived—but as they turned to go, Rand caught Dyelin’s sleeve. “I have a question for you.” The others paused, half turning back. “A private question.” After a moment she nodded, and her companions moved a little way down the throne room. They watched closely, but they were not near enough to hear. “You looked at me . . . strangely,” he said. You and every other noble I’ve met in Caemlyn. Every Andoran noble, at least. “Why?”
Dyelin peered up at him, then finally nodded slightly to herself. “What is your mother’s name?”
Rand blinked. “My mother?” Kari al’Thor was his mother. That was how he thought of her; she had raised him from infancy, until she died. But he decided to give her the cold truth he had learned in the Waste. “My mother’s name was Shaiel. She was a Maiden of the Spear. My father was Janduin, clan chief of the Taardad Aiel.” Her eyebrows rose doubtfully. “I will swear it on any oath you choose. What does that have to do with what I want to know? They’re both long dead.”
Relief crept across her face. “A chance resemblance, it seems; no more. I do not mean to say you don’t know your parents, but you have the west of Andor on your tongue.”
“A resemblance? I grew up in the Two Rivers, but my parents were as I said.
She hesitated, then sighed. “I do not suppose it matters. Someday you must tell me how you had Aiel parents yet were raised in Andor. Twenty-five years ago, more now, the Daughter-Heir of Andor vanished in the night. Her name was Tigraine. She left behind a husband, Taringail, and a son, Galad. I know it is only chance, yet I see Tigraine in your face. It was a shock.”
Rand felt a shock of his own. He felt cold. Fragments of the tale the Wise Ones had told him spun through his head . . . a golden-haired young wetlander, in silks . . . son she loved; a husband she did not . . . Shaiel was the name she took. She never gave another . . . You have something of her in your features. “How was it that Tigraine vanished? I have an interest in the history of Andor.”
“I will thank you not to call it history, my Lord Dragon. I was a girl when it happened, but more than a child, and here in the Palace often. One morning, Tigraine simply was not in the Palace, and she was never seen again. Some claimed to see Taringail’s hand in it, but he was half-mad with grief. Taringail Damodred wanted more than anything else in the world to see his daughter Queen of Andor and his son King of Cairhien. He was Cairhienin, Taringail. That marriage was meant to stop the wars with Cairhien, and it did, yet Tigraine vanishing made them think Andor wanted to break the treaty, which led them to scheme the way Cairhienin do, which led to Laman’s Pride. And you of course know where that led,” she added dryly. “My father said Gitara Sedai was really at fault.”
“Gitara?” A wonder he did not sound strangled. He had heard that name more than once. It had been an Aes Sedai named Gitara Moroso, a woman with the Foretelling, who announced that the Dragon had been Reborn on the slopes of Dragonmount, and so set Moiraine and Siuan on their long search. It had been Gitara Moroso who years before that told “Shaiel” that unless she fled to the Waste, telling no one, and became a Maiden of the Spear, disaster would fall on Andor and the world.
Dyelin nodded, a touch impatiently. “Gitara was counselor to Queen Mordrellen,” she said briskly, “but she spent more time with Tigraine and Luc, Tigraine’s brother, than with the Queen. After Luc rode north, never to return, whispers said Gitara had convinced him that his fame lay in the Blight, or his fate. Others said it was that he would find the Dragon Reborn there, or that the Last Battle depended on him going. That was about a year before Tigraine disappeared. Myself, I doubt Gitara had anything to do with it, or with Luc. She stayed the Queen’s counselor until Mordrellen died. From heartbreak over Tigraine on top of Luc, so it was said. Which began the Succession, of course.” She glanced toward the others, who were shifting their feet and frowning with suspicion and impatience, but she could not resist adding one more thing. “You would have found a different Andor, without that. Tigraine queen, Morgase only High Seat of House Trakand, Elayne not born at all. Morgase married Taringail once she had the throne, you see. Who can say what else would be changed?”
Watching her join the others and go, he thought of one thing that would have changed. He would not be in Andor, for he would not have been born. Everything folded back into itself, in endless circles. Tigraine went to the Waste in secret, which made Laman Damodred cut down Avendoraldera, a gift of the Aiel, to make a throne, an act which brought the Aiel across the Spine of the World to kill him—that had been their only goal, though the nations called it the Aiel War—and with the Aiel came a Maiden named Shaiel, who died giving birth. So many lives changed, lives ended, so she could give birth to him at the proper time and place and die doing it. Kari al’Thor was the mother he remembered, if dimly, yet he wished he could have known Tigraine or Shaiel or whatever she wanted to call herself, even if only for a little while. Just to have seen her.
Useless dreaming. She was long dead. It was over and done. So why did it still nag at him?
The Wheel of Time and the wheel of a man’s life turn alike without pity or mercy, Lews Therin murmured.
Are you really there? Rand thought. If there’s more than a voice and a few old memories, answer me! Are you there? Silence. He could use Moiraine’s advice now, or somebody’s.
Abruptly he realized he was staring at the white marble wall of the Grand Hall, staring just north of west. Toward Alanna. She was away from Culain’s Hound. No! Burn her! He would not replace Moiraine with a woman who would ambush him that way. He could not trust any woman touched by the Tower. Except three. Elayne, Nynaeve and Egwene. He hoped he could trust them. If only just a little.
For some reason he looked up at the great vaulted ceiling, with its colored windows depicting battles and queens, alternating with the White Lion. Those more than life-size women seemed to stare at him, in disapproval, wondering what he was doing there. Imagination, of course, but why? Because he had learned about Tigraine? Imagination, or madness?
“Someone has come I think you should see,” Bashere said at his elbow, and Rand jerked away from the women overhead. Had he really been glaring back at them? Bashere had one of his horsemen with him, a taller fellow—not hard to be, beside Bashere—with a dark beard and mustaches, his tilted eyes green.
“Not unless it’s Elayne,” Rand said, more harshly than he meant, “or somebody with proof the Dark One is dead. I am going to Cairhien this morning.” He had had no such intention until the words left his mouth. Egwene was there. And the queens overhead were not. “It’s been weeks since I was there last. If I don’t keep an eye on them, some lord or lady will claim the Sun Throne behind my back.” Bashere looked at him strangely. He was explaining too much.
“As you say, but you will want to see this man first. He says he comes from Lord Brend, and I think he speaks truth.” The Aiel were on their feet in the instant; they knew who used that name.
For Rand’s part, he stared at Bashere in surprise. The last thing he expected was an emissary from Sammael.
A few minutes later Hamad returned with a knot of Saldaeans warily guarding a fellow in their midst. At first glance nothing about the man accounted for their caution. With no weapon visible, he wore a long gray coat with a raised collar, and a curly beard but no mustache, both in the Illianer fashion.  As he came closer, though, Rand realized that grin never altered by a hair. The man’s whole face seemed frozen in that one mirthful expression. By contrast, his dark eyes stared out of that mask, swimming with fear.
At ten paces, Bashere raised his hand, and the guard halted. The Illianer, staring at Rand, did not seem to notice until Hamad presented a sword point to his chest, making him stop or be run through. He only glanced at the slightly serpentine blade, then returned to staring at Rand with those terrified eyes in that grinning face. His hands hung at his sides, twitching as much as his face was still.
Rand started to close the distance, but abruptly Sulin and Urien were there, not exactly blocking his way, yet positioned so that he would have to push between them.
“I wonder what has been done to him?” Sulin said, studying the fellow. A number of Maidens and Red Shields had come out from the columns, some even veiled. “If he is not Shadowspawn, he is touched by the Shadow.”
“One like that might do things we cannot know,” Urien said. He was one of those with a scarlet strip of cloth around his temples. “Kill with a touch, perhaps. A pretty message that would be to send an enemy.”
Neither looked at Rand, not directly, but he nodded. Perhaps they were right. “How are you called?” he asked. Sulin and Urien moved a step to either side when they saw he would stay where he was.
“I do come from . . . from Sammael,” the man said woodenly through that grin. “I do bring a message for . . . for the Dragon Reborn. For you.”
Well, that was direct enough. Was he a Darkfriend, or just some poor soul Sammael had trapped in one of the nastier weavings Asmodean had talked about? “What message?” Rand said.
The Illianer’s mouth worked, struggled. What came out bore no relation to the voice he had used before. It was deeper, full of confidence, in a different accent. “We will stand on different sides, you and I, come the day of the Great Lord’s Return, but why should we kill each other now and leave Demandred and Graendal to contest for the world over our bones?” Rand knew that voice, in one of those scraps from Lews Therin that had settled in his mind. Sammael’s voice. Lews Therin snarled wordlessly. “Already you have much to digest,” the Illianer went on—or Sammael did. “Why bite off more? And hard chewing, even if you don’t find Semirhage or Asmodean taking you from behind while you are busy with it. I propose a truce between us, a truce until the Day of Return. If you do not move against me, I will not against you. I will pledge not to move east beyond the Plains of Maredo, nor further north than Lugard in the east or Jehannah in the west. You see, I leave the greater share by far to you. I do not claim to speak for the rest of the Chosen, but at least you know you have nothing to fear from me, or out of the lands I hold. I will pledge not to aid them in anything they do against you, nor to help them defend against you. You have done well so far in removing the Chosen from the field. I have no doubt you will continue to do well, better than before, knowing your southern flank is safe and the others fight without my aid. I suspect that on the Day of Return, there will be only you and I, as it should be. As it was meant to be.” The man’s teeth clicked shut, hidden behind that frozen grin. His eyes looked near madness.
Rand stared. A truce with Sammael? Even if he could have trusted the man to keep it, even if it meant one danger set aside until all the others were dealt with, it also meant leaving countless thousands to Sammael’s mercy, a quality the man had never had. He felt rage sliding across the surface of the Void, and realized he had seized saidin. That torrent of searing sweetness and freezing filth seemed to echo his anger. Lews Therin.  The echo resonated with his own fury till he could not tell one from the other.
“Take this message back to Sammael,” he said coldly. “Every death he has caused since waking, I lay at his feet and call due. Every murder he has ever done or caused, I lay at his feet and call due. He escaped justice in the Rorn M’doi, and at Nol Caimaine, and Sohadra . . . ” More of Lews Therin’s memories, but the pain of what had been done there, the agony of what Lews Therin’s eyes had seen, burned across the Void as if Rand’s. “ . . . but I will see justice done now. Tell him, no truce with the Forsaken. No truce with the Shadow.”
The messenger lifted a spasming hand to wipe sweat from his face. No, not sweat. His hand came away red. Crimson droplets oozed from his pores, and he trembled head to foot. Hamad gasped and stepped back, and he was not the only one. Bashere knuckled his mustaches with a grimace, and even the Aiel stared.
Rand watched him die, buried deep in the Void, feeling nothing. The Void walled off emotion, and there was nothing he could have done in any case. Had he known Healing, he did not think it would have stopped that.
“I think,” Bashere said slowly, “maybe Sammael will have his answer when this fellow does not return. I have heard of killing a messenger who brought bad news, but never killing him to tell you the news was bad.”
Rand nodded. The death changed nothing; it changed no more than learning of Tigraine had. “Have someone see to his burial. A prayer will not hurt, even if it doesn’t help either.” Why did those queens in their colored windows still seem accusing? Surely they had seen as bad in their lifetimes, maybe even in this chamber. He could still point to Alanna, feel her; the Void was no shield. Could he trust Egwene? She kept secrets. “I may spend the night in Cairhien.”
“A strange end to a strange man,” Aviendha said, stepping around the dais. Small doors behind it led to robing rooms, and from there to corridors beyond.
Rand started to step between her and what lay on the red-and-white tiles, then stopped. After one curious glance, Aviendha ignored the body. When she was a Maiden of the Spear she had surely seen as many men die as he ever had.
It was him she concentrated on, running her eyes over him to make sure he had taken no hurt. Some of the Maidens smiled at her, and they opened a path to Rand, pushing Red Shields aside where necessary, but she stayed where she was, readjusting her shawl and studying him. It was a good thing that whatever the Maidens thought, she only stayed near him because the Wise Ones told her to, to spy on him, because he found himself wanting to put his arms around her right there. Good that she did not want him. He had given her the ivory bracelet she wore, roses among thorns, suiting her nature. It was her only piece of jewelry except for a silver necklace, the intricate patterns the Kandori called snowflakes. He did not know who had given her that.
Light! he thought disgustedly. Wanting Aviendha and Elayne, when he knew he could have neither. You’re worse than Mat ever thought of being. Even Mat had the sense to stay away from a woman if he thought he would harm her.
“I must go to Cairhien too,” she said.
Rand grimaced. One attraction of a night in Cairhien was that it would be a night without her in the same room.
 “I must speak with the Wise Ones, with Amys.”
“Of course,” he told her. “No reason you shouldn’t.” There was always the chance he could manage to leave her behind there.
Bashere touched his arm. “You were going to watch my horsemen go through their paces again this afternoon.” The tone was casual, yet his tilted eyes gave the words heavy weight.
It was important, but Rand felt a need to be out of Caemlyn, out of Andor. “Tomorrow. Or the day after.” He had to be away from the eyes of those queens, wondering whether one of their blood—Light, he was!—would tear their land apart as he had so many others. Away from Alanna. If only for a night, he had to be away.


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Walking down the street I found myself in a well lighted neighbourhood, compared to others in NOLA, near the police station. The building is a classic one, nothing interesting in particular. The interesting thing is the people inside that building. Literally, you can find any type of character for any type of job... from the lawful policeman to the most scumbag cop. Let's pay my friend a visit and see what can I find out about the case off the record. After all Andrew was always helpful even before joining the force. The time I enter the building I hear the familiar voice of Andrew. Andrew: Hey pal! Where y'at? Detective: Hey Andrew, just got a case and wanted some info. Andrew: Well, I have spare time now if you need any help. Detective: Thanks Andy, your help is always appreciated.
• Take a look at the archive for a second chance on the case. More details are always welcome.
Damn, I should have known that this time of night it's closed. Think I need to rest soon.
• Andrew is sitting on his desk relaxing. Maybe I should accept his offer and have a little talk.
Detective: I am here for Alexander's Barrow case. You've been on it or know anything about it? Andrew: I was there but know nothing special. Forensics said something about poisoning but that's as far as I know, because our superiors took over the case. Detective: I guess this is it then. I am done here. Andrew: Well you can always try your luck with the sergeant down the corridor. Detective: Thanks, next beer we have is on me! Andrew: Haha you bet!
As you walk towards sergeant's office you hear voices from the entrance of the police station. There was an incident. An officer runs by you and calls the sergeant.
• Go to the sergeants office.
After the casual formalities, I get straight to the point. Hopefully this is a good idea. • I know the Barrow case is a bit classified but we can help each other. After all as a private detective the first thing I have to do if I find something is call the police. • We all can get a benefit.
Exiting the sergeants office you see more policemen in the building and some other men. Probably the was an arrest or something. Andrew seems preoccupied right now and doesn't have time for you.
• Better get going.


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WISCONSIN DEATH TRIP A film review by Steve Rhodes Copyright 2000 Steve Rhodes RATING (0 TO ****): ***
Think it was better back in the old days? Wish you could chuck your suburban home and get away from the hassles of modern life by moving to small town America?
After watching James Marsh's engrossing "documentary," WISCONSIN DEATH TRIP, you may think again.
The movie is based on Michael Lesy's unusual book, which tells a series of stories about the remote town of Black Falls River, Wisconsin. Both the movie and the book use newspaper accounts of a string of macabre events along with striking still pictures to tell the mesmerizing story of a town gone mad. From 1890 to 1900, an incredible number of tragedies and crimes struck the little town. With extensive live recreations along with judicious use of period photography, the movie weaves a creepily fascinating mystery.
The pièce de résistance of WISCONSIN DEATH TRIP is Ian Holm's (THE SWEET HEREAFTER) omnipresent narration, which is taken directly from the newspaper accounts of the time. Of one murderer, for example, the narrator explains casually, "he had what is known as 'the criminal ear' -- thick and standing out from the head." After everyone in the audience laughs at this ridiculous wives' tale, watch their eyes dart about the room looking for just such ears.
 The favorite among the lunatics of the period has to be one Mary Sweeney (Jo Vukelich) who spent her time breaking windows -- lots of windows. She is reported to have broken over $50,000 worth. She said that she always used cocaine afterwards "to sooth her nerves."
The movie, mainly in black and white, switches to color in the few scenes set in present day Black Falls River. Although at first the town seems as normal as can be, the filmmaker increasingly plants doubts in our minds. By the end we begin to suspect some unknown, sinister force is at work still.
WISCONSIN DEATH TRIP runs 1:16. It is not rated but might be R for violence and would be fine for teenagers.
The film will be playing as part of the San Francisco International Film Festival (http://www.sfiff.org), which runs April 20 to May 4, 2000. It does not currently have a United States release date.
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- What a responsive site is, and why responsiveness is important.
- A responsive site is a site that will adapt to the screen size of the user - depending on how they access the site. E.g. A mobile user has a narrower screen than a desktop computer, so a responsive site would change to fit the mobile user's screen to make sure the same content is still available, and the information is still easy to access and view.
- What mobile first design is, and why it's important.
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When successful, does the following:
MARPA_EVENT_EXHAUSTED
event.
See Exhaustion.
MARPA_EVENT_SYMBOL_NULLED
,
MARPA_EVENT_SYMBOL_PREDICTED
, or MARPA_EVENT_SYMBOL_EXPECTED
events.
See Events.
Return value: On success, a non-negative value, whose value is otherwise unspecified. On hard failure, -2.
The token_id argument must be the symbol ID of a terminal. The value argument is an integer that represents the “value” of the token, and which should not be zero. The length argument is the length of the token, which must be greater than zero.
On success, does the following,
where current
is the value of the current earleme
before the call and
furthest
is the value of the furthest earleme
before the call:
current
and end at current+length
.
max(current+length,furthest)
.
After recoverable failure, the following are the case:
Libmarpa allows tokens to be ambiguous. Two tokens are ambiguous if they end at the same earleme location. If two tokens are ambiguous, Libmarpa will attempt to produce all the parses that include either of them.
Libmarpa allows tokens to overlap. Let the notation t@s-e indicate that token t starts at earleme s and ends at earleme e. Let t1@s1-e1 and t2@s2-e2 be two tokens such that s1<=s2. We say that t1 and t2 overlap iff e1>s2.
The value argument is not used inside Libmarpa — it is simply stored to be returned by the valuator as a convenience for the application. In applications where the token’s actual value is not an integer, it is expected that the application will use value as a “virtual” value, perhaps finding the actual value by using value to index an array. Some applications may prefer to track token values on their own, perhaps based on the earleme location and token_id, instead of using Libmarpa’s token values.
A value of 0 does not cause a failure, but it is reserved for unvalued symbols, a now-deprecated feature. See Valued and unvalued symbols.
Hard fails irrecoverably with MARPA_ERR_DUPLICATE_TOKEN
if the token added would be a duplicate.
Two tokens are duplicates iff all of the following are true:
marpa_r_alternative()
attempts
to read them while at the same current earleme.
If a token was not accepted
because of its token ID,
hard fails with the MARPA_ERR_UNEXPECTED_TOKEN_ID
.
This hard failure is fully recoverable
so that, for example,
the application may
retry this method with different token IDs
until it succeeds.
These retries are efficient,
and are quite useable as a parsing
technique —
so much so we have given the technique a name:
the Ruby Slippers.
The Ruby Slippers are used in several
applications.
Return value: On success, MARPA_ERR_NONE
.
On hard failure, an error code other than MARPA_ERR_NONE
.
The hard failure for MARPA_ERR_UNEXPECTED_TOKEN_ID
is fully recoverable.
For the purposes of this method description, we define the following:
current
is the value of the current earleme before the call of
marpa_r_earleme_complete
.
latest
is the value of the latest earleme before the call of
marpa_r_earleme_complete
.
marpa_r_terminal_is_expected()
determines if a terminal is “expected”
at the current earleme.
See marpa_r_terminals_expected().
marpa_r_alternative()
to end at an earleme after the current
earleme.
An anticipated terminal will have length greater than one.
“Anticipated” terminals only occur if the application is using
an advanced model of input.
See Advanced input models.
In this method description, we will frequently refer to parse exhaustion. Parse exhaustion is discussed in detail in its own section. See Exhaustion.
On success, does the final processing for the current earleme, including the following:
current+1
.
current
,
creates a new Earley set,
which will be the latest Earley set.
After the call, the latest
earleme will be equal to the new current earleme,
current+1
.
current
,
no Earley set is created.
After the call,
the value of the latest earleme will be unchanged —
that is, it will remain at latest
.
Success when no tokens were accepted at current
can only occur if the application is using an advanced model of input.
See Advanced input models.
marpa_r_earleme_complete()
.
MARPA_EVENT_SYMBOL_COMPLETED
,
MARPA_EVENT_SYMBOL_NULLED
, MARPA_EVENT_SYMBOL_PREDICTED
,
or MARPA_EVENT_SYMBOL_EXPECTED
events.
See Events.
MARPA_EVENT_EARLEY_ITEM_THRESHOLD
event.
Often, the application will want to treat this event
as if it were a ancestry-recoverable
failure.
See marpa_r_earley_item_warning_threshold_set().
MARPA_EVENT_EXHAUSTED
event.
Exhaustion on success only occurs if no terminals
are expected at the current earleme after
the call to this method
(that is, at current+1
)
and no terminals are anticipated
after current+1
.
On hard failure
with the code MARPA_ERR_PARSE_EXHAUSTED
, does the following:
current
.
The current earleme will be the same as the furthest earleme.
marpa_r_earleme_complete()
.
latest
.
No new Earley set is created.
MARPA_EVENT_EXHAUSTED
event and no others.
MARPA_ERR_PARSE_EXHAUSTED
to be fully recoverable.
We note that exhaustion can occur when this method fails and when it succeeds. The distinction is that, on success, the call creates a new Earley set before becoming exhausted while, on failure, it becomes exhausted without creating a new Earley set.
This method is commonly called at the top of a loop.
Almost all applications will want to check the return value
and take special action in case of a value other than zero.
If the value is greater than zero, an event will have occurred
and almost all applications
should react to MARPA_EVENT_EARLEY_ITEM_THRESHOLD
events,
as described above,
and to unexpected events.
If the value is less than zero,
it may be due to an irrecoverable error,
and only in very unusual circumstances will an application wish
to ignore these.
How an application reacts to exhaustion will depend on the kind of parsing it is doing. See Exhaustion.
It is often up to the logic immediately around this method to detect EOP. See End of parse.
Return value: On success, the number of events
in the event queue when the method call returns.
On hard failure, -2.
Hard failure with the code
MARPA_ERR_PARSE_EXHAUSTED
is fully recoverable.
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Background: I have tried just about every well known drug out there, as well as several lesser known substances. Regarding the opiates, I have used codeine, oxycodone, and heroin.
4:06- Very excited, happy. Probably because I get to try something new.
4:13- Feeling very relaxed. Slight aching in my chest, but feeling good otherwise. I did have a beer before the Kratom. I feel really spacyÖ kind of like my head is floating in a thick liquid.
4:20- Took a little more. At this point, Iíve taken half of an order of 10x extract. Feeling pretty mellow and Iím really digging the Flaming Lips Iím listening to. The Kratom extract kind of tastes like opium.
4:27- Although I am somewhat unimpressed, this does remind me of a codeine high. I suppose itís because Iíve been so involved with psychedelics lately, that Iíve lost an appreciation for other states of being. I could see this as being a good substance to use for relaxation. I feel a little drowsy as well. For the money, itís probably not worth it though. Honestly, I canít believe that this is illegal in some parts of the world. The effects are noticeable, but certainly not anything that would impair a person, or become addictive. I notice that I am often void of any emotions at all, although I do feel an occasional sense of happy serenity.
4:40- Iím finding that this feels a like other opiets, except itís missing one partÖ Iím trying to put my finger on it. Itís like being on an opiate, but without the ďnodsĒ so to speak. It is subtle, but certainly not weak.
4:50- Definitely donít want to move.
5:00- Seems like itís beginning to wear off a little.
5:10- Decided to take a hit of salvia 10x extract. I thought it might be interesting to add another drug that affects the mu-opiod receptors. Generally, I get visuals from salvia, but this time the whole experience was physical. I felt very much like I was below and slightly to right of something. Haha, I suppose that in reality I am always below and to the right of something, but I was very aware of my body having the sensation of being below and to the right; off-center at any rate. Jesus, you better get the DEA working on this. Itís like, ďHurry. He feels slightly more towards the right than usual! Better make a law against that before he goes too much to the bottom-right!Ē Idiots. I can see how Kratom might make a person a little nausous, but itís very mild. I am not finding Kratom to act as an analgesic though, because if it were, my shoulder ache would go away. Iím gonna go take a warm shower.
6:20- Well, Iím pretty much baseline by now, although I am still slightly nauseas.
Afterthoughts: Well, I have mixed feelings about Kratom. The positive side is that at the peak of the experience, this really is a good opiate substitute (without many of the negative aspects of opiates.) However, the peak lasted only about a half hour; so between the mild naseua and the expensive price, Iíd say that this isnít something Iíll purchase again. It certainly has the feel of an opiate, although there is something missing. I didnít find Kratom to be as euphoric as traditional opiates, but I think it is also much less likely to be addictive. While it was worth a try, I would not consider buying it again unless I could find a cheaper source.
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As part of this initiative, we'll be producing a variety of videos on different technical topics. The videos
below are created by a group of people from around the world, some are from high school, while some in grad
school or industry. This is an experimental initiative, and we plan to constantly improve and add more topics.
- Video Team: Isha Gogia, Ashley Huynh, Rohan Kapur, Margaret LaBelle, Afelio Padilla, Suraj Pai, Damini Satya, Sudheesh Singanamalla - Helped create videos for the course
- Practical Examples Team: Rohan Kapur, Eduardo Blancas Reyes, Mostafa Samir, Tannishk Sharma, Max Smith - ML experts who helped analyze, code and present practical examples for the course.
- Admin Team: Edwin Limanara, Tejas Sarma - Helped with logistical aspects
- Directly Responsible Individuals (DRI) Team: Rohan Kapur, Eduardo Blancas Reyes - Topic experts who helped set and maintain the direction for the course
- Published on: 05/18/2016.
- Course built in: 3 weeks - from syllabus creation to video production, assignment design and practical examples.
- Statistics: 26 modules, 6 chapters, 22 assignments, 8 practical examples
- Feedback: Please feel free to give your constructive feedback for this course below (link).
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- Predicting Sales Amount Using Money Spent on Ads - Practical Example by Mostafa Samir.
- Assignment 4.1
- Which is more important, TV or Newspaper Ads? - Practical Example by Mostafa Samir.
- Assignment 4.2
- Optimizing the Models - Practical Example by Mostafa Samir.
- Assignment 4.3
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- Classifying Malignant/Benign Breast Tumors with Logistic Regression - Practical Example by Mostafa Samir.
- Assignment 5.2
- Visualizing SVMs with Pima Indians Diabetes Dataset - Practical Example by Mostafa Samir.
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Classification of Iris flowers based on Sepal Length, Sepal Width, Petal Length and Petal Width - Practical Example by Tannishk Sharma.
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Assignment 6.2
- K Nearest Neighbor - Practical Example by Max Smith.
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- Finding Similar States - Clustering using Scikit-learn and Pandas - Practical Example by Eduardo Blancas Reyes.
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Assignment 7.4
Assignment 7.5
Assignment 7.6
(Updated on 8/2/2016) Assignment 7.7
- Chapter 4 - Regression Algorithms Predicting Sales Amount Using Money Spent on Ads by Mostafa Samir.
- Chapter 4 - Regression Algorithms Which is more important, TV or Newspaper Ads? by Mostafa Samir.
- Chapter 4 - Regression Algorithms Optimizing the Models by Mostafa Samir.
- Chapter 5 - Classification Algorithms Classifying Malignant/Benign Breast Tumors with Logistic Regression by Mostafa Samir.
- Chapter 5 - Classification Algorithms Visualizing SVMs with Pima Indians Diabetes Dataset by Mostafa Samir.
- Chapter 5 - Classification Algorithms Classification of Iris flowers based on Sepal Length, Sepal Width, Petal Length and Petal Width by Tannishk Sharma.
- Chapter 6 - Clustering K Nearest Neighbor by Max Smith.
- Chapter 6 - Clustering Finding Similar States - Clustering using Scikit-learn and Pandas by Eduardo Blancas Reyes.
- Chapter 7 - Practical Methodologies Evaluating Estimator performance using cross-validation by Afelio Padilla.
- Other Examples (Github link):
-- Learning Curves and Bias-Variance Tradeoff by Mostafa Samir and Afelio Padilla.
-- Ng's Machine Learning Exercise 6 - Support Vector Machines by Afelio Padilla.
-- Iris PCA by Afelio Padilla.
-- Error Analysis and Classification Measures by Afelio Padilla.
-- Classifying Malignant/Benign Breast Tumors with Artificial Neural Networks by Rohan Kapur.
* = # of "thank you" represents the number of acknowledgement each person received from another, since the beginning of this initiative. Though not completely representative of one's effort, it gives a general idea of everyone's contribution level. Note1: Some people joined the course late, but made huge contribution, so their "# of thank you's" are less. Note2: Some people helped with previous courses, and have been consistent, so their "# of thank you's" are more.
Practical Machine Learning with Python
- Team (# of "thank you" received*): Gabriel Chuan (8), Ravi Teja Chunduru (7), Madhav Datt (8), Isha Gogia (9), Venkata Karthik Gullapalli (16), Ashley Huynh (4), Varun Joshi (2), Rohan Kapur (32), Lenny Khazan (8), Pratyush Kulwal (5), Abhijit Kumar (9), Margaret LaBelle (37), Edwin Limanara (22), Hazem Nomerh (7), Shweta Oak (8), Afelio Padilla (58), Suraj Pai (21), Eduardo Blancas Reyes (19), Mostafa Samir (9), Damini Satya (21), Kewal Shah (13), Tannishk Sharma (13), Tejas Sarma (23), Shreyas Krishnan Shrikanth (31), Koo Ping Shung (9), Sudheesh Singanamalla (13), Max Smith (12) --- from Egypt, India, Singapore, Spain and USA.- Video Team: Isha Gogia, Ashley Huynh, Rohan Kapur, Margaret LaBelle, Afelio Padilla, Suraj Pai, Damini Satya, Sudheesh Singanamalla - Helped create videos for the course
- Practical Examples Team: Rohan Kapur, Eduardo Blancas Reyes, Mostafa Samir, Tannishk Sharma, Max Smith - ML experts who helped analyze, code and present practical examples for the course.
- Admin Team: Edwin Limanara, Tejas Sarma - Helped with logistical aspects
- Directly Responsible Individuals (DRI) Team: Rohan Kapur, Eduardo Blancas Reyes - Topic experts who helped set and maintain the direction for the course
- Published on: 05/18/2016.
- Course built in: 3 weeks - from syllabus creation to video production, assignment design and practical examples.
- Statistics: 26 modules, 6 chapters, 22 assignments, 8 practical examples
- Feedback: Please feel free to give your constructive feedback for this course below (link).
Chapter 1 - Introduction to ML Software Stack
Chapter 2 - Introduction to Machine Learning
Chapter 3 - Working with Data
Chapter 4 - Regression Algorithms
Chapter 5 - Classification Algorithms
Chapter 6 - Unsupervised Learning Algorithms (clustering)
Chapter 7 - Practical Methodologies
Practical Examples - Try them yourself!
Chapter 1 - Introduction to Machine Learning Software Stack
Chapter 2 - Introduction to Machine Learning
Assignment 2.1
Assignment 2.2
Assignment 2.3
Assignment 2.4
Assignment 2.5
Assignment 2.6
Chapter 3 - Working with Data
Assignment 3.1
Assignment 3.2
Chapter 4 - Regression Algorithms
- Predicting Sales Amount Using Money Spent on Ads - Practical Example by Mostafa Samir.
- Assignment 4.1
- Which is more important, TV or Newspaper Ads? - Practical Example by Mostafa Samir.
- Assignment 4.2
- Optimizing the Models - Practical Example by Mostafa Samir.
- Assignment 4.3
Chapter 5 - Classification Algorithms
Assignment 5.1
- Classifying Malignant/Benign Breast Tumors with Logistic Regression - Practical Example by Mostafa Samir.
- Assignment 5.2
- Visualizing SVMs with Pima Indians Diabetes Dataset - Practical Example by Mostafa Samir.
- Assignment 5.3
Assignment 5.4
Classification of Iris flowers based on Sepal Length, Sepal Width, Petal Length and Petal Width - Practical Example by Tannishk Sharma.
Chapter 6 - Unsupervised Learning Algorithms (clustering)
Assignment 6.1
Assignment 6.2
- K Nearest Neighbor - Practical Example by Max Smith.
- Assignment 6.3
- Finding Similar States - Clustering using Scikit-learn and Pandas - Practical Example by Eduardo Blancas Reyes.
- Assignment 6.4 A
Assignment 6.4 B
Assignment 6.5
Chapter 7 - Practical Methodologies
Assignment 7.3
Assignment 7.4
Assignment 7.5
Assignment 7.6
(Updated on 8/2/2016) Assignment 7.7
Practical Examples - Try them yourself!
- Chapter 4 - Regression Algorithms Predicting Sales Amount Using Money Spent on Ads by Mostafa Samir.
- Chapter 4 - Regression Algorithms Which is more important, TV or Newspaper Ads? by Mostafa Samir.
- Chapter 4 - Regression Algorithms Optimizing the Models by Mostafa Samir.
- Chapter 5 - Classification Algorithms Classifying Malignant/Benign Breast Tumors with Logistic Regression by Mostafa Samir.
- Chapter 5 - Classification Algorithms Visualizing SVMs with Pima Indians Diabetes Dataset by Mostafa Samir.
- Chapter 5 - Classification Algorithms Classification of Iris flowers based on Sepal Length, Sepal Width, Petal Length and Petal Width by Tannishk Sharma.
- Chapter 6 - Clustering K Nearest Neighbor by Max Smith.
- Chapter 6 - Clustering Finding Similar States - Clustering using Scikit-learn and Pandas by Eduardo Blancas Reyes.
- Chapter 7 - Practical Methodologies Evaluating Estimator performance using cross-validation by Afelio Padilla.
- Other Examples (Github link):
-- Learning Curves and Bias-Variance Tradeoff by Mostafa Samir and Afelio Padilla.
-- Ng's Machine Learning Exercise 6 - Support Vector Machines by Afelio Padilla.
-- Iris PCA by Afelio Padilla.
-- Error Analysis and Classification Measures by Afelio Padilla.
-- Classifying Malignant/Benign Breast Tumors with Artificial Neural Networks by Rohan Kapur.
* = # of "thank you" represents the number of acknowledgement each person received from another, since the beginning of this initiative. Though not completely representative of one's effort, it gives a general idea of everyone's contribution level. Note1: Some people joined the course late, but made huge contribution, so their "# of thank you's" are less. Note2: Some people helped with previous courses, and have been consistent, so their "# of thank you's" are more.


- GameEngine - package GameEngine
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- GameEngine - Class in GameEngine
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This is the engine of the game.
- GameEngine(JFrame) - Constructor for class GameEngine.GameEngine
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Constructs the game engine with the frame that is used to paint on.
- GameEngine(Dimension) - Constructor for class GameEngine.GameEngine
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Constructs the game engine with a specific size given as an argument.
- GameInterface - package GameInterface
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- GameLoop - Class in GameEngine
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This class keeps the game running.
- GameLoop(GameEngine, boolean) - Constructor for class GameEngine.GameLoop
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Constructs the GameLoop object.
- GameLoop(GameEngine) - Constructor for class GameEngine.GameLoop
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Constructs the GameLoop object.
- GameObjects - package GameObjects
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- GameObjects - Class in GameObjects
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This class is the super class of all the objects used in this game.
- GameObjects(int, int, double, BufferedImage) - Constructor for class GameObjects.GameObjects
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Constructs the GameObjects object.
- GameObjects(BufferedImage) - Constructor for class GameObjects.GameObjects
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Constructs the GameObjects object.
- GameObjects(BufferedImage, Position) - Constructor for class GameObjects.GameObjects
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Constructs the GameObjects object.
- GameObjects(GameObjects) - Constructor for class GameObjects.GameObjects
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The copy constructor.
- GameRenderer - Class in GameEngine
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The GameRender class is used as a renderer for the game.
- GameRenderer(GameEngine) - Constructor for class GameEngine.GameRenderer
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Constructs the GameRenderer
- getAngle() - Method in class GameObjects.GameObjects
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This is the getter of the rotation angle of the GameObjects object
- getAngle(Position) - Method in class Utilities.Position
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This method is used to find the angle between the current position and another one
- getAngle(Position, Position) - Static method in class Utilities.Position
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This method is used to find the angle between two positions
- getBackGround() - Method in class GameEngine.GameEngine
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- getBackGround() - Method in class GameInterface.Menu
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the getter of the background image
- getBounds() - Method in class GameObjects.EnemyBullets
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You can see it in the GameObjects class
- getBounds() - Method in class GameObjects.FollowerEnemy
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You can see it in the GameObjects class
- getBounds() - Method in class GameObjects.GameObjects
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The getter of the GameObject object's boundaries.
- getBounds() - Method in class GameObjects.Player
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The getter of the player's boundaries.
- getBounds() - Method in class GameObjects.PlayerBullets
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You can see it in the GameObjects class
- getBounds() - Method in class Utilities.CustomizedButton
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The image bounds that is essential to detect the mouse click
- getBullets() - Method in class GameObjects.Player
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The getter of the player's bullets.
- getBullets() - Method in class GameObjects.ShooterEnemy
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The getter of the shooter enemy's bullets.
- getBulletVelocity() - Method in class GameObjects.ShooterEnemy
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- getCharacterImage() - Method in class GameObjects.GameObjects
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The character image getter
- getClickedMousePosition() - Method in class GameEngine.GameEngine
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- getDown() - Method in class Control.KeyBoardHandler
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The getter of the button used to move the player to the down
- getFollowerEnemies() - Method in class GameEngine.GameRenderer
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the getter of the list of enemies of type "Follower"
- getFrame() - Method in class GameEngine.GameEngine
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The frame getter
- getGameEngine() - Method in class Control.MouseHandler
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The getter of the GameEngine object
- getGameEngine() - Method in class GameEngine.GameLoop
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The getter of the game engine instance
- getGameEngine() - Method in class GameEngine.GameRenderer
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The setter of the game engine
- getGameLoop() - Method in class GameEngine.GameEngine
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- getGameRender() - Method in class GameEngine.GameEngine
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- getImage() - Method in class Utilities.CustomizedButton
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The getter of the image
- getKeyBoardHandler() - Method in class GameEngine.GameEngine
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The keyboard handler getter
- getLeft() - Method in class Control.KeyBoardHandler
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The getter of the button used to move the player to the left
- getLevel() - Method in class GameEngine.GameRenderer
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The getter of the level instance
- getLevelNumber() - Method in class GameEngine.GameRenderer
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The getter of the levelNumber field
- getMouseHandler() - Method in class GameEngine.GameEngine
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- getMousePosition() - Method in class Control.MouseHandler
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The getter of the mouse position
- getMyMousePosition() - Method in class GameEngine.GameEngine
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- getNumberOfFollowerEnemies() - Method in class Utilities.Level
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The getter of follower enemies number
- getNumberOfShooterEnemies() - Method in class Utilities.Level
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The getter of shooter enemies number
- getPlayer() - Method in class Control.KeyBoardHandler
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The getter of the player parameter
- getPlayer() - Method in class GameEngine.GameRenderer
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The getter of the player instance
- getPlayer() - Method in class GameObjects.Bullet
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The player getter
- getPosition() - Method in class GameObjects.GameObjects
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The getter of the object position
- getPosition() - Method in class Utilities.CustomizedButton
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The getter of the button position
- getRight() - Method in class Control.KeyBoardHandler
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The getter of the button used to move the player to the right
- getScore() - Method in class GameEngine.GameRenderer
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The getter of the score field
- getScreenSize() - Method in class Control.KeyBoardHandler
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The getter of the screenSize parameter
- getScreenSize() - Method in class GameEngine.GameEngine
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The screen size getter
- getShooterEnemies() - Method in class GameEngine.GameRenderer
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the getter of the list of enemies of type "Shooter"
- getShootingDelay() - Method in class GameObjects.ShooterEnemy
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- getTargetPosition() - Method in class GameObjects.GameObjects
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The getter of the target position
- getUp() - Method in class Control.KeyBoardHandler
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The getter of the button used to move the player to the up
- getVelocity() - Method in class Control.KeyBoardHandler
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The getter of the velocity parameter
- getVelocity() - Method in class GameObjects.Bullet
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This is the getter of the velocity variable
- getVelocityOfFollowerEnemies() - Method in class Utilities.Level
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The getter of the follower enemies velocity
- getVelocityOfShooterEnemiesBullets() - Method in class Utilities.Level
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The getter of shooters' bullets velocity
- getVelX() - Method in class GameObjects.GameObjects
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The getter of the velocity in the x-axis direction
- getVelY() - Method in class GameObjects.GameObjects
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The getter of the velocity in the y-axis direction
- getX() - Method in class Utilities.Position
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The x-coordinate getter
- getXTranslation() - Method in class GameObjects.GameObjects
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The x-coordinate getter
- getY() - Method in class Utilities.Position
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The y-coordinate getter
- getYTranslation() - Method in class GameObjects.GameObjects
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The y-coordinate getter


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OCIDB_HOST
OCIDB_HOST
The TNS name of the target database to connect to.
If running locally on the database server you may leave that string empty.
DB_NUM_DECIMAL
Define here what you are using as grouping character and decimal character.
Germans usually use DECIMAL=, | GROUPING =. in opposite of english/american which seems to be using DECIMAL=. | GROUPING=, and if you are using something completly different, please drop me a short mail and tell me what you use, I always love to learn :)
OCIDB_CONNECT_RETRIES
Set amount of retries in case of a connection failure.
Whenever the connection fails and you have defined a value which is greater than 1 the class sleeps for two seconds and retry connection attempt. If you do not define any value here the class uses the default of 1 connection attempt without any sleep, this is the behavour in all previous versions.


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node:xpath — Returns an XPath location path
Synopsis
<xsl:template name="node:xpath"><xsl:param name="node" select="."/> ...</xsl:template>
This template returns an XPath location path that uniquely identifies the given node within the document.
Parameters
- node
The node to create an XPath for. If this parameter is given as a nodeset, then the first node in the nodeset is used.
Returns
Returns an XPath location path as a string.
Name
node:type — Return node type
Synopsis
<xsl:template name="node:type"><xsl:param name="node" select="."/> ...</xsl:template>
Returns the type of a node as a string.
Parameters
- node
The node to get the type for. If this parameter is given as a nodeset, then the first node in the nodeset is used.
Returns
Returns node type as a string. Values returned are:
- Element
element
- Text Node
text
- Comment
comment
- Processing Instruction
processing instruction
Name
node:copy — Copy Nodes
Synopsis
<xsl:template name="node:copy"><xsl:param name="nodes" select="."/> ...</xsl:template>
Makes a copy of the given nodes, including attributes and descendants.
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Returns the copied nodes as a result tree fragment.


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I'm currently a Research Scientist in the industry (one of the FAANG companies). I obtained a PhD degree in Computer Vision from Heidelberg University under the supervision of Björn Ommer. I'm a Kaggle competitions Master (ranked Top 50 worldwide). 2x AI Research intern.
▻ 06/2021. I joined Reality Labs in Zürich!
▻ 06/2021. Our team was awarded 3rd place within the Waymo Motion Prediction Challenge!
▻ 04/2021. I have defended my PhD dissertation on "Visual Representation Learning with Limited Supervision"!
▻ 02/2021. Our paper Discovering Relationships between Object Categories via Universal Canonical Maps was accepted at CVPR 2021.
▻ 02/2020. Our paper Transferring Dense Pose to Proximal Animal Classes was accepted at CVPR 2020.
▻ 09/2019. I was ranked as one of the best reviewers at NeurIPS 2019 (top 400).
▻ 09/2019. Started internship at AI Research (with Andrea Vedaldi and Natalia Neverova).
▻ 08/2019. Our paper Semi-Supervised Segmentation of Salt Bodies in Seismic Images using an Ensemble of Convolutional Neural Networks was accepted at GCPR 2019 [Oral].
▻ 08/2019. Our paper Content and Style Disentanglement for Artistic Style Transfer was accepted at ICCV 2019.
▻ 07/2019. Invited talk at SIAM chapter in Heidelberg: Identification of Humpback Whales using Deep Metric Learning
▻ 2 papers accepted at CVPR 2019.
▻ My team finished 10th (out of 2131 teams) in Humpback Whale Identification challenge on Kaggle. Tweet.
▻ Our paper A Style-Aware Content Loss for Real-time HD Style Transfer was accepted at ECCV 2018 [Oral].
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Discovering Relationships between Object Categories via Universal Canonical Maps
Natalia Neverova*, Artsiom Sanakoyeu*, Patrick Labatut, David Novotny, Andrea Vedaldi CVPR 2021. [Paper] [Website] |
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Transferring Dense Pose to Proximal Animal Classes
Artsiom Sanakoyeu, Vasil Khalidov, Maureen S. McCarthy, Andrea Vedaldi, Natalia Neverova CVPR 2020. [Paper] [Website] [Code] [Video] |
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Content and Style Disentanglement for Artistic Style Transfer
Dmytro Kotovenko, Artsiom Sanakoyeu, Sabine Lang, Björn Ommer ICCV 2019. [Paper] [Website] [Code] [Video] |
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Semi-Supervised Segmentation of Salt Bodies in Seismic Images using an Ensemble of Convolutional Neural Networks
Yauhen Babakhin, Artsiom Sanakoyeu, Hirotoshi Kitamura German Conference on Pattern Recognition (GCPR), 2019. [Paper] [Code] |
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Divide and Conquer the Embedding Space for Metric Learning
Artsiom Sanakoyeu, Vadim Tschernezki, Uta Büchler, Björn Ommer CVPR 2019. [Paper] [Code] |
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A Content Transformation Block for Image Style Transfer
Dmytro Kotovenko, Artsiom Sanakoyeu, Pingchuan Ma, Sabine Lang, Björn Ommer CVPR 2019. [Paper] [Website] [Code] |
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A Style-Aware Content Loss for Real-time HD Style Transfer
Artsiom Sanakoyeu*, Dmytro Kotovenko*, Sabine Lang, Björn Ommer ECCV 2018 (Oral). [Paper] [Website] [Code] |
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Deep Unsupervised Learning of Visual Similarities
Artsiom Sanakoyeu, Miguel Bautista, Björn Ommer Pattern Recognition. 78, 2018. [Paper] [Video] [Website] |
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Deep Unsupervised Similarity Learning using Partially Ordered Sets
Miguel Bautista*, Artsiom Sanakoyeu*, Björn Ommer CVPR 2017. [Paper] [Video] [Code] |
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CliqueCNN: Deep Unsupervised Exemplar Learning
Miguel Bautista*, Artsiom Sanakoyeu*, Björn Ommer NIPS 2016. [Paper] [Video] [Website] [Code] [Presentation] |
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3st place: Lyft Motion Prediction for Autonomous Vehicles on Kaggle
Problem: build a model that reliably predicts the movement of traffic agents around the Autonomous Vehicle, such as cars, cyclists, and pedestrians. 3rd place out of 935 teams, Kaggle.com, 2020 [Blogpost] [Leaderboard] [Code] [Video] |
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1st place: Carvana Image Masking Challenge on Kaggle
Carvana, a successful online used car startup, challenged the Kaggle community to develop an algorithm that automatically removes the photo background. 1st place out of 735 participants, Kaggle.com, 2017 [Blogpost] [Leaderboard] [Code] |
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Identification of Humpback Whales using Deep Metric Learning
Society for Industrial and Applied Mathematics (SIAM), Heidelberg, July 2019 [Slides] |
NeurIPS (Best Reviewer 2020, 2019), ICLR, ICML, ICCV, CVPR, ECCV, SIGGRAPH, IEEE Transactions on Image Processing