Hey Ingtar the WOT show did you wrong
I have finally broken down and watched the show that shall not be named. They robbed Ingtar of his redemption.
“Go, Rand,” Ingtar said. He turned to face the street and did not look at Rand or Hurin again. “Take the Horn where it belongs. I always knew the Amyrlin should have given you the charge. But all I ever wanted was to keep Shienar whole, to keep us from being swept away and forgotten.”
“I know, Ingtar.” Rand drew a deep breath. “The Light shine on you, Lord Ingtar of House Shinowa, and may you shelter in the palm of the Creator’s hand.” He touched Ingtar’s shoulder. “The last embrace of the mother welcome you home.” Hurin gasped.
“Thank you,” Ingtar said softly. A tension seemed to go out of him. For the first time since the night of the Trolloc raid on Fal Dara, he stood as he had when Rand first saw him, confident and relaxed. Content.
Rand tells Hurin to go, cutting off Hurin’s protest by telling him that Lord Ingtar does what he must, but they must go. Hurin accepts this, and the two leave the alley to the sound of Seanchan soldiers approaching where Ingtar stands.