Hells yes! He was going for something like that, for his medieval time. While it's practical to always have the under-armor leather on ready for a fight, he paid good money on the black dye just so he could fulfill his appearance of being moodily intimidating.
It really is a tragedy to have those fatal accidents on set, and to have died so young. I really like the quote from Brandon that now is engraved on his gravestone:
"Because we don't know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. And yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, an afternoon that is so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four, or five times more? Perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless..."
"Because we don't know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. And yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, an afternoon that is so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four, or five times more? Perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless..."
Poor Kodlak. Also, Vilkas is such a petulant child in my friend's eyes. XD