I am Jon Snow, Lord Steward of the Night's Watch, writing in the name of Lord Commander Jeor Mormont of the Night's Watch. I ask you to listen to me now. We are all in perilous danger. I know, my lords, that you fight a war for the Realm, but I beg of you-send men and supplies to the wall. We have constantly come under attack from wildlings, and, despite how ridiculous this may sound, dead that walk.
Not three weeks previous, we lost much of our force beyond the Wall, to an attack from the White Walkers. Many of our men were lost, and the wildlings besiege us even now, upon the Wall. Be ye lion, wolf, fish, stag, or any other, help us, in the name of both the old gods and the new.
-Ser Jeor Mormont, Lord Commander upon the Wall
"We stand alone upon the wall. Our oath is our lives, and our lives are our posts. We safeguard the realm, for this night, and all nights to come."