Fall to your knees in prayer

You fell to your knees. The cold floor forcing you to shiver relentlessly, but you manages to stutter out a prayer. "Old gods, new gods, the seven gods, the red god, or any god. Please... please save me. I don't care how. But please spare my life."

Brent shook his head and furrow his brow in anger. "Get off of your fucking ass Koby. I need help to fend these beasts off." He saw no motion from you. "Fucking worthless."

He cut down a wight with a bastard sword falling in front of you. Brent points at the sword. Urging you to lift it up and help him out. You stay in a kneeling position which continues to piss off Brent.

"You fucking bitch." He said then turn his attention back to the wights and their suppose leader. "For the Watch."

He took a stance while also moving away from you. Not wanting to stand by a coward. You would cry but you knew your tears would turn to ice sickles upon your face. You saw the wight, that Brent cut down earlier, starting to move towards him.

You notice the long flowing haired one standing near a tree watching. A sword which looks like freezing ice hung inside of his sheath. His powerful blue eyes not on Brent. But on yours. He seems to waiting on you to do something.