Tormund Giantsbane
Braavosi Winter (Public #303)
drafted by I Daario You
* every mention of "killing Crows"
* every on-screen second he stares into Brienne's soul (rounded up)
Raw Stats
| Total | Kills | Politics | Insults | Wine | Sex | Thrones | Deaths | Special | Feels |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 47 | 18 | 6 | 18 | 5 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 |
Event Log
Kills
10:59
(+2)
Tormund Giantsbane:
Tormund cuts down the first of Alliser Thorne's men who is foolish enough to charge at him.
(Kill of Unnamed Character)
41:48
(+2)
Tormund Giantsbane:
Tormund runs his sword through a Bolton soldier from behind, saving Jon Snow.
(Kill of Unnamed Character)
43:51
(+2)
Tormund Giantsbane:
As the Wildling fighters charge into the Bolton shield line, Tormund reaches in to pull a soldier out of the formation, stabbing him through the belly.
(Kill of Unnamed Character)
44:33
(+2)
Tormund Giantsbane:
Tormund grabs the shield-holder out of the Bolton formation and yanks him down into the mud, slashing him across the back.
(Kill of Unnamed Character)
47:39
(+10)
Tormund Giantsbane:
After sustaining several headbutts from Smalljon Umber while they are trapped in the moshpit of death, Tormund goes in for the kill, biting into the Smalljon's neck and ripping out his jugular.
(Kill of Named Character)
Political Wins
10:12
(+3)
Tormund Giantsbane:
Tormund successfully leads the Wildlings to victory at Castle Black, after Ser Alliser Thorne and his men throw down their weapons after a display of Wun Wun's force.
(Victorious Battle)
submitted by nyan (approved!)
13:39
(+3)
Tormund Giantsbane:
Tormund convinces the other Wildlings to march for Jon Snow. "The Crows killed him, because he spoke for the Free Folk when no other Southerners would. He died for us. If we are not willing to do the same for him, we're cowards. If that's what we are, we deserve to be the last of the Free Folk."
(Convincing Argument)
Insults Delivered / Funny Lines
11:48
(+3)
Tormund Giantsbane:
Alliser Thorne: "For thousands of years, the Night's Watch has held Castle Black against the Wildlings."
Tormund: "Until you." (Witty Insult)
Tormund: "Until you." (Witty Insult)
6:43
(+3)
Tormund Giantsbane:
Tormund: "The think you're some kind of God, the man who returned from the dead."
Jon Snow: "I'm not a god."
Tormund: "I know that. I saw your pecker. What kind of God would have a pecker that small? (Witty Insult)
Jon Snow: "I'm not a god."
Tormund: "I know that. I saw your pecker. What kind of God would have a pecker that small? (Witty Insult)
15:00
(+3)
Tormund Giantsbane:
Jon Snow: "Are you sure they'll come (the Wildling armies)?"
Tormund: "We're not clever like you Southerners. When we say we'll do something, we do it." (Witty Insult)
Tormund: "We're not clever like you Southerners. When we say we'll do something, we do it." (Witty Insult)
16:29
(+3)
Tormund Giantsbane:
Jon Snow: "We're digging trenches all along our flanks. They won't be able to hit us the way that Stannis hit you, in a double envelopment."
Tormund: ...
Jon: "A pincer move."
Tormund: ...
Jon: "They won't be able to hit us from the sides."
Tormund: "Good." (Funny Line)
Tormund: ...
Jon: "A pincer move."
Tormund: ...
Jon: "They won't be able to hit us from the sides."
Tormund: "Good." (Funny Line)
21:58
(+3)
Tormund Giantsbane:
to Davos: "I have a jug of sour goat's milk stronger than any of that grape water you southern twats like sucking on."
(Witty Insult)
22:23
(+3)
Tormund Giantsbane:
Davos: "I can never sleep the night before a battle."
Tormund: "So what do you do all night?"
Davos: "I walk. Think and walk. Think and walk until I'm far enough away from camp that no one can hear me shitting my guts out."
Tormund: *laughs* "... Happy shitting." (Funny Line)
Tormund: "So what do you do all night?"
Davos: "I walk. Think and walk. Think and walk until I'm far enough away from camp that no one can hear me shitting my guts out."
Tormund: *laughs* "... Happy shitting." (Funny Line)
Glasses of Wine Consumed
48:01
(+5)
Tormund Giantsbane:
Tormund drinks from his mug as Jon Snow unrolls the letter from Ramsay Bolton.
(Glass of Wine Consumed)