The Ironborn stood in the Deepwood Motte. Asha Greyjoy had lead the raid catching the unprepared northerners offguard. They had rounded up the captives and she looked over them all. She ordered the useless ones to be killed and the rest to be put to work and spared. for now. She then walked up to one of the captives grabbing his chin.

"I advice you to drop that glare boy before i'll have you hanged on the battlements."

She says testing his bravery.