"Edd, my own brothers killed me. I am the second Lord Commander in a row killed in a mutiny. I simply have no desire or reason to stay here any further. And regardless, I died and am free of the burden of those oaths." The dour valeman sighed in resignation. "It's not like we can defeat the Night King and his army with the strength of the Night's Watch alone. We have less than a few hundred brothers left, mainly split amongst three castles. Not even all of them are fighters. While the wildlings might have helped us man the rest of the keeps along the Wall, they ran away from the dead when they had ten times the numbers. And you've seen – the south does not give a flying fuck about the Night's Watch, and would not lift a finger to help us. Stannis did try, but he was on his last leg, and he's gone now ."