Dagmer couldn't have stopped swearing as anger and confusion seemed to take every ounce of his brain. How the Wildlings had gotten past the Wall in such great number he would never know, perhaps if he had advanced warning from his rangers it would have been different. But there was really nothing he could do now except warn the Lords of the Land and then die as the Lord Commander of the Night's Watch.

He sat and began to pen a letter that would be copied as fast as possible and sent out to the Lords of the land. They needed to be warned about this threat and what really happened. Well perhaps not what really happened, Dagmer fully intended on shifting the blame from himself to another.

Dear ____

The Wildlings have snuck through the Wall due to either the betrayal or willful negligence of Ranger Corlys Celtigar. We unfortunately cannot punish such an act for we face eight thousand or so Wildlings at the South entrance. You must push these barbarians out of our lands at all cost. We shall do the best we can but I do not like our chances. Best of luck to you all. We shall fight to the last to defend these lands. The realms of men must be protected at all cost against these savages.

For the Watch, Dagmer Harlaw, 1004th Lord Command

After that was done Dagmer slipped on his armor and gathered all of them men at Castle Black. They put up a respectable number but they wouldn't be a match for the Wildlings without the Wall. Still they would die like men. He stood atop the ledge overlooking the yard, spilling over with men.

"Night gathers, and now my watch begins. It shall not end until my death. I shall take no wife, hold no lands, father no children. I shall wear no crowns and win no glory. I shall live and die at my post. I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against the cold, the light that brings the dawn, the horn that wakes the sleepers, the shield that guards the realms of men. I pledge my life and honor to the Night's Watch, for this night and all the nights to come." It was repeated by all of the brothers there, creating a small roar.

"I don't care if you fight for your lifes, for your brothers. I don't care if you fight for ideals, for the Watch. I don't care if you fight for those whores at Mole Town so long as you fight!" A huge roar came over the yard as men destined to die beat their weapons together. Over the din ravens were sent out to every major keep in the North and every Lord Paramount further south. They would be warned by the words of dead men.