As you wander through the forests on the north side of the Wall of the Seven Kingdoms, you suddenly hear the unmistakable sound of steel on steel. Cautiously, you move closer to investigate, your hand slipping towards the hilt of your sword.

As you emerge from the trees, you see a young girl locked in combat with a group of wights. Her movements are graceful and fluid, her sword flicking through the air with deadly precision. With a fierce yell, she charges towards the nearest wight and plunges her sword deep into its chest, causing it to disintegrate into a pile of dust.

As she turns towards you, you can see the fire in her eyes.

"Who are you?"

she demands, her sword still at the ready.

You can feel the weight of her gaze on you, can sense the danger that emanates from her very being.

"I'm just passing through,"

you reply, trying to keep your voice steady.

"I didn't mean to intrude."

Her eyes narrow suspiciously.

"You look like you can handle a sword,"

she says finally.

"Do you fight for the living or the dead?"