I hereby request Freefolk to transform into a Witcher subreddit until such time perchance, that hope is returned to Westeros!

Call me treasonous if you must, but surely all of you have seen that the snow here in the north has melted into piss and that the memes do not grow as well on this godforsaken land as they used to. All the while those kneelers south of the wall rubble lie in ignorance, dreaming of a true spring that may never come. I ask of you and I ask of the Old Gods of the forest: Was it not destiny that brought us to these lands of the Witcher? Is this not the gift of surprise that fate has delivered unto us? This land is fertile for memes and boobies. We can wait and wallow in the piss of the North but we are free folk, are we not? The North is not our prison! This new land is virgin, ripe, and promising, and by the sword, she WILL yield spoilers. So, what say ye?