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Brienne the Badass

A Feast for Crows - George R.R. Martin

Lightning cracked to the south as the riders swung down off their horses. For half a heartbeat darkness turned to day. An axe gleamed silvery blue, light shimmered off mail and plate, and beneath the dark hood of the lead rider Brienne glimpsed an iron snout and rows of steel teeth, snarling.




The door to the inn banged open. Willow stepped out into the rain, a crossbow in her hands. […] Brienne heard the man in the Hounds helm say. “Loose a quarrel at me and I’ll shove that crossbow up your cunt and fuck you with it. […]” The fury in the man’s voice drove Willow back a step, trembling.


Seven, Brienne thought again, despairing. She had no chance against seven, she knew. No chance, and no choice.


She stepped into the rain, Oathkeeper in hand. “Leave her be. If you want to rape someone, try me.”

- A Feast for Crows, Brienne VII


Oh my God, oh my God, oh my Goooooooooooooooooooooooood! I just love Brienne so much - how can anyone not?