The Dreadfort

Grim seat of the Boltons, whose banner is a flayed man and whose loyalty is a knife held politely.

The fuller tale

The Boltons keep the Dreadfort’s old, ugly reputation intact through the Dance without needing to add to it — the war passes the North by for most of its length, and the flayed-man banner stays home, one grim castle among many waiting on Winterfell’s word before it moves.

The fallen of this place — if any, they are named here. Spoilers.

No death the chronicle records has come to this ground — or none the maesters have set down.