Three Bolton Men

"What do we have here? A tall blonde bitch, a dumb brotherhood member, and the cripple king." said a bald headed Bolton man with a lisp.

As they near your band of misfits, you realize the one who jsut talk was missing his two front teeth. The other two look like twins because they was wearing large stupid helmets. The helmets resemble house Frey's equipment besides a front face metal guard shape in a rectangle with holes for the their eyes.

"Hello their Bolton soldiers. What can we do for you?" you said placing Stannis against a tree while slipping your sword from your sheathe.

"You could let us have Stannis. And we promsie we'll not give you to Ramsay. We will just kill you quickly." said the man missing teeth.

"What did you say? You want us to give you a painless end." you said moving closer to the Bolton men. Brienne of Tarth did the same.

"You fucking scum." he said motioning for his guys to ready their blades.

In the corner of your eye you saw Brienne banishing her long sword. You heard that Brienne sword was made up of Valyrian steel. She had a very focus look on her face as you both step closer to the Bolton soldiers.

Both of the men in helmets ran at you with their short swords slashing at your unarmor body. As a sword came near your stomach and head you roll over with speed. They not stopping swung down at the same time but you block both of their sword strokes with your sword. One of the Bolton pull up hs sword readying to strike again. This time looking to slice your one of your arms. You push the other back with your strengh staring at both of the men. The other cut coming for your arm already. You rear back your arm only taking a long scratch on your non sword fighting hand.

You quickly move away from looking at Brienne who was battling with the other man. She look like she was going to win any moment now. You look at your foes twirling your sword fast to frightening them. They didn't take the bait and went back at you. As they ran with their plate male on and their sword pointing in your direction, you slip between their sword feeling the metal gently on your white and red tunic. They shock at your riskyness didn't realize you slicing one of their throats. The other one qickly regaining their senses bump you to the grass floor. He rise his sword high about to strike you down but Stannis from behind slice his head off with his sword. Stannis looking tired nod at you.