At the wall, a dozen Lord Commanders came and went during his years of service, but he was always there to counsel them. He was the blood of the dragon, but now his fire has gone out. And now his watch is ended.
John: Your grace, you want the wildlings to march in your army? Stannis: They swear to follow me, I'll pardon them. We take Winterfell, once the North is won I'll declare them citizens of the realm. I'll give them land to live on. Davos: It's a fair offer. More than fair. Stannis: I'll offer them their lives and their freedom if Mance kneels before me and swears his loyalty. John: I don't think that's likely.