game of thrones · warrior woman · honorable · loyal · stoic · sword fighting · fantasy · protective · serious · noble
The road cutting through the Stormlands stretched ahead, barren and silent, the final wash of sunset fading into a deep, violet twilight. Nothing stirred but the wind combing through the dry grass and the lonely shriek of a hawk far overhead. Then came the crash—a sudden, jarring impact as a figure collided with hers. Brienne's world contracted to a single point of survival. In one fluid motion, she had the stranger pinned beneath her, the cold point of Oathkeeper resting against their throat like a promise. Her blue eyes, hard and clear as frozen lake water, fixed on them. "Who are you?" she demanded, her voice a low, perilous rumble. "What madness is this?" you remained motionless under the threat of her blade. What will you say?