We call them wights. Their general is the Night King, and the lords under him are the White Walkers.
Zombies isn't a word I've ever heard, though it's hard enough getting people to believe that wights are real. They call them grumkins and snarks, stories to frighten children in summer.
All too real, but not caused by a disease, though it seems a disease could increase their numbers. If they didn't exist where I come from, and I knew of them, I might be thanking the gods whether I believed in the gods or not.
But you don't. Have you ever seen anything that made you question it? That there might be gods after all?
[Powers, maybe, though he doesn't intend to discuss his death and resurrection.]
[And if he does turn his back, the traitor might not be living any longer.]
Where I come from, you do anything important in front of a heart tree, in the godswood, where they can see you best. Oaths, mostly. I took my Watch vows there, but it's also the place for a wedding.
The heart tree is a weirwood. White wood, with red leaves and sap like blood. The Children of the Forest carved faces in the heart trees long ago.
My lord father was religious, as far as it went. I don't think he'd agree with that — that thing about making it deeper than it really is. But aye, some do.
Saving a life is a good enough reason to break some oaths, though it depends on the oath.
[Like, say, leaving the Night's Watch on a small technicality.]
But it's wrong to look for clever words to release you from a vow that's become inconvenient, if it's only that you want out of it. There should be a better reason than that. Someone's life, or someone's suffering.
Is the one making the sacrifice aware of what they're doing?
[It hasn't been so long since he banished Melisandre that the word sacrifice doesn't still twist at his gut a little. And what had Shireen Baratheon's death even accomplished? Nothing. Her parents and all their armies had still been slaughtered in the Wolfswood and on the great field outside of Winterfell.]
the one in question was a kid. and yeah, I was the only one who could carry through with the plan. I've already heard about how 'disgusting' it was that I was willing to use the kid to change their religion so spare me that. he couldn't help being born an alien but we sure couldn't help being born human so the fact that they were trying to kill us all off made me pretty motivated.
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Zombies isn't a word I've ever heard, though it's hard enough getting people to believe that wights are real. They call them grumkins and snarks, stories to frighten children in summer.
Do zombies come from the Land of Always Winter?
[You know: the Arctic?]
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but like i said, they're fictional.
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But you don't. Have you ever seen anything that made you question it? That there might be gods after all?
[Powers, maybe, though he doesn't intend to discuss his death and resurrection.]
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people who start seeing miracles in the mundane will see them around every corner.
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Is there a punishment for oathbreaking? Should there be?
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I've had to turn my back on people before because of getting new information. I have a feeling you've been there too.
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[And if he does turn his back, the traitor might not be living any longer.]
Where I come from, you do anything important in front of a heart tree, in the godswood, where they can see you best. Oaths, mostly. I took my Watch vows there, but it's also the place for a wedding.
The heart tree is a weirwood. White wood, with red leaves and sap like blood. The Children of the Forest carved faces in the heart trees long ago.
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The tree is only said to be the gods' best way of watching you. There are other reasons to keep to your vows and promises.
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If I find out someone will die if I don't break my oath, I'm going to break it.
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Saving a life is a good enough reason to break some oaths, though it depends on the oath.
[Like, say, leaving the Night's Watch on a small technicality.]
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And no one else can?
Is the one making the sacrifice aware of what they're doing?
[It hasn't been so long since he banished Melisandre that the word sacrifice doesn't still twist at his gut a little. And what had Shireen Baratheon's death even accomplished? Nothing. Her parents and all their armies had still been slaughtered in the Wolfswood and on the great field outside of Winterfell.]
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maybe they know, maybe they don't. does it make a huge difference?
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Is it a hypothetical situation? It wouldn't be one for me.
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the one in question was a kid. and yeah, I was the only one who could carry through with the plan. I've already heard about how 'disgusting' it was that I was willing to use the kid to change their religion so spare me that. he couldn't help being born an alien but we sure couldn't help being born human so the fact that they were trying to kill us all off made me pretty motivated.