Preparations

"We march South. Whatever gets in our way, we crush. Raid the towns and castles, save our people. I plan to leave as quickly as we can." Mance stated, sipping his ale.

Tormund sat back, digesting the plan. "We will need the supplies to keep moving, but the northern lords will put up a tough fight, especially if we burn their villagers."

Mance moved to the window, looking out at the wildings moving through the yard. "We do not have a choice, it is war or ****. Is there anything else?"

"Yes, there are some wildings who some consider traitors. Ygritte was the crow Jon's lover, and Gilly fled Craster to the Wall. She has been living here with the Crows and her child. What do you want us to do with them?"