Chapter 187

DOMERIC BOLTON POV

"This is a magical armor. It might look like an ordinary armor but it has been blessed by the Children of the Forest. They carved runes on it in their own mystical language with the sap of the Heart tree along with a few other ingredients." He said. All of it was bullshit of course but they didn't need to know that "The Children of the Forest decided to give them to me as a favor for this dangerous mission."

"This doesn't look anything special." Benjen Stark said as the man knocked on the magical armor he had created with a skeptical look "And what's this about the Children using magic. Nan never told us that the Children used to perform magic."

"How else did they help in the creation of the Wall." He said "Or were you under the assumption that the Wall was made by humans ice brick by ice brick?"

Benjen Stark opened his mouth to say something but then thought better of it and chose to stay silent.

"It will also keep you warm in the cold weather." He said "And protect you from just about anything except for a White Walker's blade. Or at least that's what the Children told me."

"It is indeed warm." Jon Snow said as he wore the armor and fastened the clasp on it. "Try it." Jon said to Robb who nodded and started wearing the magical armor before Benjen Stark could even protest.

"This is a tight fit." Dacey Mormont said as she looked at her boobs which were being repressed by the armor "But it's surprisingly comfortable despite that."

"Here, have these as well." He said and one of his men moved forward and gave each of them a Dragonglass dagger. At least to the ones whom he had already not given one.

"Dragonglass for the White Walkers? Can a White Walker will survive a blade to the throat or something?"

"I don't know." He said. He would need to capture a White Walker first to test that "Bt I do know that normal steel shatters against their weapon. From the little I know, only Valyrian Steel and Dragonglass can kill them."

"It's a good thing then that you have a Valyrian Steel sword, don't you." Smalljon said "What was it name again. Billy?"

"Lily." He said, feeling a bit of anger at him for mis pronouncing a name that was so important to him.

"Lily. It's a beautiful name." Benjen Stark said "May I see your Valyrian Blade."

He nodded and took the sword out of it's sheath and presented it to Benjen who took it carefully with both his hands and stared at it curiously.

Everyone else stopped what they were doing to stare at the sword as well as a lot of them had not seen it before.

"It's a new Valyrian Sword." Benjen said "I heard you sold one to the Lannisters as well. Where did you get the Valyrian Steel to make two swords."

There was no acquisition in his voice. Only curiosity.

"One day I'll tell you." He said and took the sword back and put it in it's sheath "That day is not today."

He then left the tent and looked at his army leaving in the distance.

Now there were only about 60 of them left in this side of the Wall. With no back up and a single mission in their mind.

Well… a half baked mission that he came up with on the spot truly.

At first he had thought that he would allow the armies to leave. Then he would take his 50 men, go North a few dozen miles and then return from a different path.

When he return, he would do so with only half his men, all injured in one way or another. The other half lost in the first with the White Walker. Or so he would claim.

Then he would take out the Ice Sword that the First White Walker they killed had left behind as well as the Wight they had captured and show it as proof.

But when the man stated that they wanted to come with him, he decided that having them fight against a real White Walker and their wights would be more beneficial than simply showing them the goods.

After all, if he, his companions and 10 magically armored men could defeat 2 White Walkers and their horde. Then with the 50 magically armored men and the additional unexpected addition of the heirs and the few brother of the Night's Watch, they should be able to defeat 2 or even 3 White Walkers at once.

With that new half baked plan, he had allowed them to join him.

Now he only needed to find a White Walker without the other Wildling tribes in the True North finding out about them.