25 October 2011 @ 08:18 pm
notes and stuff.  
book stuff:
game of thrones:
  • "Don't play the fool. Stannis and Renly are one thing, and Eddard Stark is quite another. Robert will listen to Stark."
  • "By your extreme youth, you can only be Renly Baratheon, Lord of Storm's End and councillor to the king, and so I name you." / Ser Barristan chuckled. "By his extreme youth, he can only be a prancing jackanapes, and so I name him." There was general laughter, led by Lord Renly himself. The tension of a few moments ago was gone, and Sansa was beginning to feel comfortable.
  • Lord Renly wore a half smile that might mean anything.
  • When she got to the part where she threw Joffrey's sword into the middle of the Trident, Renly Baratheon began to laugh. The king bristled. "Ser Barristan, escort my brother from the hall before he chokes." Lord Renly stifled his laughter. "My brother is too kind. I can find the door myself." He bowed to Joffrey. "Perchance later you'll tell me how a nine-year-old girl the size of a wet rat managed to disarm you with a broom handle and throw your sword in the river." As the door swung shut behind him, Ned heard him say, "Lion's Tooth," and guffaw once more.
  • Renly had been a boy of eight when Robert won the throne, but he had grown into a man so like his brother that Ned found it disconcerting. Whenever he saw him, it was as if the years had slipped away and Robert stood before him, fresh from his victory on the Trident.
  • "I see you have arrived safely, Lord Stark," Renly said. "And you as well," Ned replied. "You must forgive me, but sometimes you look the very image of your brother Robert." / "A poor copy," Renly said with a shrug. / "Though much better dressed," Littlefinger quipped. "Lord Renly spends more on clothing than half the ladies of the court." "There are worse crimes," Renly said with a laugh. "The way you dress, for one."
  • Lord Renly was in dark green velvet, with a dozen golden stags embroidered on his doublet. A cloth-of-gold half cape was draped casually across one shoulder, fastened with an emerald brooch.
  • "What Lord Varys means is that all this business of coin and crops and justice bores my royal brother to tears," Lord Renly said, "so it falls to us to govern the realm. He does send us a command from time to time."
  • "Fools we have in plenty," Lord Renly said. / "My royal brother loves tournaments and feasts," Renly Baratheon said, "and he loathes what he calls 'counting coppers.'"
  • Lord Renly Baratheon was less sympathetic. "If you cannot keep the king's peace, Janos, perhaps the City Watch should be commanded by someone who can."
  • Lord Renly laughed. "We're fortunate my brother Stannis is not with us. Remember the time he proposed to outlaw brothels? The king asked him if perhaps he'd like to outlaw eating, shitting, and breathing while he was at it. If truth be told, I ofttimes wonder how Stannis ever got that ugly daughter of his. He goes to his marriage bed like a man marching to a battlefield, with a grim look in his eyes and a determination to do his duty."
  • "A brothel?" Ned said. "The Lord of the Eyrie and Hand of the King visited a brothel with Stannis Baratheon?" He shook his head, incredulous, wondering what Lord Renly would make of this tidbit."
  • Ned was not sure what to make of Renly, with all his friendly ways and easy smiles. A few days past, he had taken Ned aside to show him an exquisite rose gold locklet. Inside was a miniature painted in the vivid Myrish style, of a lovely young girl with doe's eyes and a cascade of soft brown hair. Renly had seemed anxious to know if the girl reminded him of anyone, and when Ned had no answer but a shrug, he had seemed disappointed. The maid was Loras Tyrell's sister Margaery, he'd confessed, but there were those who said she looked like Lyanna.
  • The Knight of Flowers bought all his armour here, Tobho boasted, and many high lords, the ones who knew fine steel, and even Lord Renly, the king's own brother. Perhaps the Hand had seen Lord Renly's new armour, the green plate with the golden antlers? No other armourer in the city could get that deep a green; he knew the secret of putting colour in the steel itself, paint and enamel were the crutches of a journeyman.
  • Ser Balon Swann also fell to Gregor, and Lord Renly to the Hound. Renly was unhorsed so violently that he seemed to fly backward off his charger, legs in the air. His head hit the ground with an audible crack that made the crowd gasp, but it was just the golden antler on his helm. One of the tines had snapped off beneath him. When Lord Renly climbed to his feet, the commons cheered wildly, for King Robert's handsome young brother was a great favorite. He handed the broken tine to his conqueror with a gracious bow. The Hound snorted and tossed the broken antler into the crowd, where the commons began to punch and claw over the little bit of gold, until Lord Renly walked out among them and restored the peace.
  • Lord Renly shrugged. "The matter seems simple enough to me. We ought to have had Viserys and his sister killed years ago, but His Grace my brother made the mistake of listening to Jon Arryn."
  • "There is small love lost between Lord Renly and the Lannisters." (Petyr)
  • "They are quite a pair, Stannis and Renly. The iron gauntlet and the silk glove."" (Varys)
  • "Ah, that's not true, it was his own brother did him, that Renly, him with his gold antlers." / "You shut your lying mouth, woman. You don't know what you're saying, his lordship's a fine true man."
clash of kings:
  • "...I got Margaery. You’ll be pleased to know she came to me a maid." / “In your bed she’s like to die that way.” (Stannis and Renly)
  • "Tell me, what right did my brother Robert ever have to the Iron Throne? ... There was talk of the blood ties between Baratheon and Targaryen... No one but the maesters care about any of it. Robert won the throne with his warhammer... Well, there is my claim, as good as Robert's ever was."
  • "Your brother is the lawful heir." / "While he lives." + Renly's plan to wed Robert and Margaery is based upon the dismissal of the heritage of his nephews and niece.
  • "You will still be counting when dawn breaks in the east... I'm told your son crossed the neck with twenty thousand swords at his back. Now that the lords of the Trident are with him, perhaps he commands forty thousand... I have twice that number here and this is only a part of my strength." [The problem with the theory of numbers = power means that Renly will have to have numbers for his entire reign otherwise he'll lose his position on the throne]
  • "It's a fool's law, wouldn't you agree? Why the oldest son, and not the best-fitted?" / "The crown will suit me, as it never suited Robert and would not suit Stannis. I have it in me to be a great king, strong yet generous, clever, just, diligent, loyal to my friends and terrible to my enemies, yet capable of forgiveness, patient." [Renly's charm, kindness and diligence is what draws people to him and lets him have their loyalty in a way that Robert and Stannis could never have - comparable to Robb in the North.]
  • "All the chivalry of the south rides with me."
  • "If your son supports me as his father supported Robert, he'll not find me ungenerous. I will gladly confirm him in all his lands, titles, and honours. He can rule in Winterfell as he pleases. He can even go on calling himself King in the North if he likes, so long as he bends the knee and does me homage as his overlord. King is only a word, but fealty, loyalty, service... those I must have." (CoK, Renly + Catelyn)
  • "Renly’s made his own Kingsguard, but these seven don’t wear white. Each one has his own color. Loras Tyrell’s their Lord Commander.” It was just the sort of notion that would appeal to Renly Baratheon; a splendid new order of knighthood, with gorgeous new raiment to proclaim it. Even as a boy, Renly had loved bright colors and rich fabrics, and he had loved his games as well. “Look at me!” he would shout as he ran laughing through the halls of Storm’s End. “Look at me, I’m a dragon,” or “Look at me, I’m a wizard,” or “Look at me, look at me, I’m the rain god.” The bold little boy with wild black hair and laughing eyes was a man grown now, one-and- twenty, and still he played his games. Look at me, I’m a king, Cressen thought sadly. Oh, Renly, Renly, dear sweet child, do you know what you are doing?"
  • The youngest of Lord Steffon’s three sons had grown into a man bold but heedless, who acted from impulse rather than calculation. In that, as in so much else, Renly was like his brother Robert, and utterly unlike Stannis.
  • Renly was beloved of the commons, but he had never before led men in war. Stannis was otherwise: hard, cold, inexorable.
  • "Renly is not like to heed a quaking fat boy."
  • Small wonder the lords gather around him with such fervour, she thought, he is Robert come again. Renly was handsome as Robert had been handsome; long of limb and broad of shoulder, with the same coalblack hair, fine and straight, the same deep blue eyes, the same easy smile. The slender circlet around his brows seemed to suit him well. It was soft gold, a ring of roses exquisitely wrought; at the front lifted a stag’s head of dark green jade, adorned with golden eyes and golden antlers.
  • "My lady, I swear to you, I will see that the Lannisters answer for your husband’s murder," the king declared. "When I take King’s Landing, I’ll send you Cersei’s head."
  • From time to time, King Renly would feed Margaery some choice morsel off the point of his dagger, or lean over to plant the lightest of kisses on her cheek, but it was Ser Loras who shared most of his jests and confidences. The king enjoyed his food and drink, that was plain to see, yet he seemed neither glutton nor drunkard. He laughed often, and well, and spoke amiably to highborn lords and lowly serving wenches alike.
  • "He had sworn to protect Robert’s children," Renly said. "I lacked the strength to act alone, so when Lord Eddard turned me away, I had no choice but to flee. Had I stayed, I knew the queen would see to it that I did not long outlive my brother."
  • "Let us be blunt, my lady. Stannis would make an appalling king. Nor is he like to become one. Men respect Stannis, even fear him, but precious few have ever loved him."
  • Renly would be last to arrive. He had told her as much when she set out. He did not propose to mount his horse until he saw his brother well on his way. The first to arrive must wait on the other, and Renly would do no waiting.
  • "The whole of the realm denies it, brother," said Renly. "Old men deny it with their death rattle, and unborn children deny it in their mothers’ wombs. They deny it in Dorne and they deny it on the Wall. No one wants you for their king. Sorry."
  • "All this of snakes and incest is droll, but it changes nothing. You may well have the better claim, Stannis, but I still have the larger army." Renly’s hand slid inside his cloak. Stannis saw, and reached at once for the hilt of his sword, but before he could draw steel his brother produced... a peach. "Would you like one, brother?" Renly asked, smiling. "From Highgarden. You’ve never tasted anything so sweet, I promise you." He took a bite. Juice ran from the corner of his mouth.
  • "A man should never refuse to taste a peach," Renly said as he tossed the stone away. "He may never get the chance again. Life is short, Stannis. Remember what the Starks say. Winter is coming."
  • Sighing, Renly half turned in the saddle. "What am I to do with this brother of mine, Brienne? He refuses my peach, he refuses my castle, he even shunned my wedding..." / "Oh, I expect I’ll get a son on her within the year. Pray, how many sons do you have, Stannis? Oh, yes-none." Renly smiled innocently. “As to your daughter, I understand. If my wife looked like yours, I’d send my fool to service her as well."
  • "I have it in me to be a great king, strong yet generous, clever, just, diligent, loyal to my friends and terrible to my enemies, yet capable of forgiveness, patient-" / "Humble?" / "You must allow a king some flaws, my lady."
  • "Well I remember. Near the end, Ser Gawen Wylde and three of his knights tried to steal out a postern gate to surrender. Stannis caught them and ordered them flung from the walls with catapults. I can still see Gawen’s face as they strapped him down. He had been our master-at-arms. Maester Cressen told Stannis that we might be forced to eat our dead, and there was no gain in flinging away good meat. Thanks to the Onion Knight we were never reduced to dining on corpses, but it was a close thing. Too close for Ser Gawen, who died in his cell."
  • She heard Renly begin a jest, his shadow moving, lifting its sword, black on green, candles guttering, shivering, something was queer, wrong, and then she saw Renly’s sword still in its scabbard, sheathed still, but the shadowsword... "Cold," said Renly in a small puzzled voice, a heartbeat before the steel of his gorget parted like cheesecloth beneath the shadow of a blade that was not there. He had time to make a small thick gasp before the blood came gushing out of his throat.
  • "Lord Renly... His Grace, he... he would have been the best king, my lady, he was so good, he..." (Brienne)
  • Somehow he knew that Renly had never chided them in such a fashion. The youngest of the Baratheons had been born with a gift for easy courtesy that his brother sadly lacked. (Davos)
  • "What do the smallfolk say of Renly’s death?" / "They grieve. Your brother was well loved." / "Fools love a fool," grumbled Stannis, "but I grieve for him as well. For the boy he was, not the man he grew to be." (Davos + Stannis)
  • "Only Renly could vex me so with a piece of fruit. He brought his doom on himself with his treason, but I did love him, Davos. I know that now. I swear, I will go to my grave thinking of my brother’s peach." (Stannis and Davos)
  • "The river, Stannis was neck deep in the river, and they took him from the rear. Oh, to be a knight again, to have been part of it! His own men hardly fought, they say. Some ran but more bent the knee and went over, shouting for Lord Renly! What must Stannis have thought when he heard that?" (Dontos)
  • "It was Lord Renly! Lord Renly in his green armor, with the fires shimmering off his golden antlers! Lord Renly with his tall spear in his hand! They say he killed Ser Guyard Morrigen himself in single combat, and a dozen other great knights as well. It was Renly, it was Renly, it was Renly! Oh! the banners, darling Sansa! Oh! to be a knight!" (Dontos)
  • "The smallfolk say it was King Renly’s ghost, but wiser men know better."
song of swords:
  • Varys had suggested the woman to him; in former days, she had run Lord Renly’s household in the city, which had given her a great deal of practice at being blind, deaf and mute. (Tyrion)
  • "Renly’s little rose? I doubt that." (Oberyn)
  • "Now sheathe your bloody sword, or I’ll take it from you and shove it up some place even Renly never found." (SoS)
  • "When the sun has set, no candle can replace it." (Loras + Tyrion)
  • "I buried him with mine own hands, at a place he showed me once when I was a squire at Storm’s End. No one shall ever find him there to disturb his rest.” He looked at Jaime defiantly. “I will defend King Tommen with all my strength, I swear it. I will give my life for his if need be. But I will never betray Renly, by word or deed. He was the king that should have been. He was the best of them."(Loras)
  • “Loras, stay and help me pray. It’s been so long I’ve quite forgotten how.” (Renly, CoK) + “We had...we had prayed together that night.” (Loras)
  • "That was when Lord Renly was killed, wasn’t it? How terrible for your poor sister." / "For Margaery?" His voice was tight. "To be sure." (Loras + Sansa)
  • "I was saddened when I heard of Lord Renly’s death, Your Grace. He was very gallant." / "Gallant, yes, and charming, and very clean. He knew how to dress and he knew how to smile and he knew how to bathe, and somehow he got the notion that this made him fit to be king. The Baratheons have always had some queer notions, to be sure. It comes from their Targaryen blood, I should think." / "Renly was brave and gentle, Grandmother." (Sansa + Margaery + Olenna)
  • "King Renly’s shade was seen as well," the captain said, "slaying right and left as he led the lion lord’s van. It’s said his green armor took a ghostly glow from the wildfire, and his antlers ran with golden flames." (Khorane + Davos)
  • "And he worships Robert, as Renly did when he was young." (Stannis)
  • 'Lord Renly’s Ride': His fingers moved across the strings of the high harp, filling the throne room with sweet sound. "From his throne of bones the Lord of Death looked down on the murdered lord," Hamish began, and went on to tell how Renly, repenting his attempt to usurp his nephew’s crown, had defied the Lord of Death himself and crossed back to the land of the living to defend the realm against his brother. Queen Margaery was teary-eyed by the end, when the shade of brave Lord Renly flew to Highgarden to steal one last look at his true love’s face."
  • "Renly thought she was absurd. A woman dressed in man’s mail, pretending to be a knight. I asked him why he kept her close, if he thought her so grotesque. He said that all his other knights wanted things of him, castles or honors or riches, but all that Brienne wanted was to die for him." (Loras)
feast for crows:
  • “That is a lie.” Renly Baratheon had been more than a king to her. She had loved him since first he came to Tarth on his leisurely lord’s progress, to mark his coming of age. Her father welcomed him with a feast and commanded her to attend; elsewise she would have hidden in her room like some wounded beast. She had been no older than Sansa, more afraid of sniggers than of swords. They will know about the rose, she told Lord Selwyn, they will laugh at me. But the Evenstar would not relent. And Renly Baratheon had shown her every courtesy, as if she were a proper maid, and pretty. He even danced with her, and in his arms she’d felt graceful, and her feet had floated across the floor. Later others begged a dance of her, because of his example.
  • From that day forth, she wanted only to be close to Lord Renly, to serve him and protect him. But in the end she failed him. Renly died in my arms, but I did not kill him, she thought, but these hedge knights would never understand. “I would have given my life for King Renly, and died happy,” she said. “I did no harm to him. I swear it by my sword.”
  • Her scabbard was a plain thing, wood wrapped in cracked brown leather, and her sword was plainer still. She had bought it in King’s Landing, to replace the blade the Brave Companions had stolen. Renly’s sword.
  • “Aye, but Tommen is a good-hearted boy. He will be a better king than Joffrey.” / “But not better than Myrcella. She loves the boy as well. I know she will not let him come to any harm. Storm’s End is his by rights, since Lord Renly left no heir and Lord Stannis is attainted."
  • “Why? Renly was a rebel. So were we all, rebels to a man, but now we’re Tommen’s loyal lads.”
  • “What you said to those men... I was with King Renly when he died, but it was some sorcery that slew him, ser. I swear it on my sword.” She put her hand upon her hilt, ready to fight if Hunt named her a liar to her face. "Aye, and it was the Knight of Flowers who carved up the Rainbow Guard."
  • “Am I to be arrested?” / “What, for Renly? Who was he? We’ve changed kings since then, some of us twice. No one cares, no one remembers.”
  • When Renly donned his crown, the Maid of Tarth had ridden all the way across the Reach to join him. The king himself had greeted her courteously and welcomed her to his service. Not so his lords and knights.
  • Loras waved at the book. “Lord Renly always said that books were for maesters.” / “I have glanced at it. The shields are pretty. I prefer books with more illuminations. Lord Renly owned a few with drawings that would turn a septon blind.”
  • Taena’s black eyes sparkled with mischief. “When she wed Lord Renly at Highgarden, I helped disrobe him for the bedding. His lordship was a well-made man, and lusty. I saw the proof when we tumbled him into the wedding bed where his bride awaited him as naked as her name day, blushing prettily beneath the coverlets. Ser Loras had carried her up the steps himself. Margaery may say that the marriage was never consummated, that Lord Renly had drunk too much wine at the wedding feast, but I promise you, the bit between his legs was anything but weary when last I saw it.”
  • Brave Joffrey, Lady Joanna, and Lioness would follow her to sea, along with Queen Margaery, Golden Rose, Lord Renly, Lady Olenna, and Princess Myrcella. The queen had made the mistake of telling Tommen he might name the last five.
  • Brienne turned, and saw a ghost. Renly. No hammerblow to the heart could have felled her half so hard. “My lord?” she gasped. / “Lord?” The boy pushed back a lock of black hair that had fallen across his eyes. “I’m just a smith.”
  • He is not Renly, Brienne realized. Renly is dead. Renly died in m arms, a man of one-and-twenty. This is only a boy. A boy who looked as Renly had, the first time he came to Tarth. No, younger... Renly had been lean and lithe, whereas this boy had the heavy shoulders and muscular right arm so often seen on smiths... King Renly's hair had been that same coal black, but his had always been washed and brushed and combed. Sometimes he cut it short, and sometimes he let it fall loose to his shoulders, or tied it back behind his head with a golden ribbon, but it was never tangled or matted with sweat. And though his eyes had been that same deep blue, Lord Renly’s eyes had always been warm and welcoming, full of laughter, whereas this boy’s eyes brimmed with anger and suspicion.
  • He has Renly’s eyes and Renly’s hair, but not his build. Lord Renly was more lithe than brawny... not like his brother Robert, whose strength was fabled.
  • Arianne had accepted that as well. One year King Robert’s brother came to visit and she did her best to seduce him, but she was half a girl and Lord Renly seemed more bemused than inflamed by her overtures.

etc:
rpg guide:
  • On Dragonstone, Stannis Baratheon broods, wondering why his brother Renly seems to have Robert’s favour, while he does not.
  • Lords Stannis and Renly, are also members of the royal family but largely in default of having another great house to belong to; as King Robert has two sons, they have no claim on the throne.
  • [Robert] easily overshadowed his siblings, Stannis and Renly...
  • Renly is the youngest of the three Baratheon brothers. He is the Lord of Storm’s End and the master of laws on the small council.
  • At the war’s end, King Robert awarded Dragonstone to Stannis and gave Renly Storm’s End, even though by rights Storm’s End should have been Stannis’s.
  • Loras fostered at Storm’s End and served as a squire to Renly Baratheon, with whom he forged a close friendship that continues to this day, though some whisper the relationship is closer than simple friendship.
  • Ser Hosman is a knight in the service of House Florent and is married to Delena Florent. The couple have two sons... and Renly, in recognition of the kindness that Renly Baratheon has done in looking after Delena's other son, Edric Storm, Robert's acknowledged bastard.
  • South of the crownlands, east of the Reach and north of Dorne stretch the forests and shore of the stormlands. Once home to the violent and tempestuous Storm King is is now the demesne of House Baratheon, with all banners sworn to Lord Renly Baratheon at Storm's End.
  • Young, handsome, and ambitious, Renly Baratheon is the third son of the Baratheon family and stood to inherit little. However, his good looks, charismatic manner, and the love of his brother catapulted him to become Lord of Storm’s End, even though by rights the titles and lands should have fallen to his brother Stannis. His position and stature have only grown, and truly, Renly’s star is in ascent. One can only wonder how high it will climb before he falls.
  • Renly Baratheon was the youngest of three healthy boys. His early life was filled with preparation to serve as a knight and possibly a councilor to either of his brothers but not to rule a great house of his own. Though such things were possible, it was unlikely that a third son would come to inherit Storm's End. Of course, once Robert raised banners against the Mad King the fate of many young nobles changed.
  • Just a child during Robert's Rebellion, Renly had little to do beyond voicing his support for his brother's claim to the throne. He spent his childhood clamoring for attention, pretending to be a knight, or the king, or the God of Storms. While Robert fought on the Trident and Stannis held Storm's End from siege by the forces of Mace Tyrell, Renly was kept safe and secure to ensure that he was not taken hostage.
  • Though not involved in the fighting, Renly never forgot the power of the Tyrell house and concluded the Reach was one key to taking and keeping King's Landing.
  • Though Storm's End rightfully belonged to Stannis, once Robert became king he sent Stannis to take Dragonstone, which was still loyal to the Targaryens. Once he finished the task of taking the stronghold, Stannis was displeased to discover that Robert had named him Lord of Dragonstone... This meant Renly came to be Lord of Storm's End without having done anything of true note during the war. This has driven a wedge between Renly and Stannis, a rift in their relationship which has yet to be mended.
  • In addition to being made Lord of Storm's End, Renly was appointed to the king's small council, serving as Robert's master of laws. Using this position and his control of the stormlands, Renly forced a political alliance with Ser Loras Tyrell, son of the lord who besieged Storm's End during the Rebellion.
  • Concerned about the growing power of the Lannisters, and seeing Robert's cold and stormy marriage to Queen Cersei, Renly [schemed] to replace Cersei with Margaery Tyrell as the king's wife. Such a union would combine the power of the Reach and the stormlands to support and secure King's Landing for all time and pry off the grasping fingers of the Lannisters.
  • Renly has managed to combine King Robert's easy likability with a willingness to do the work of rulership and play the game of thrones.
  • He is renowned for being well dressed and having a strong sense of fashion and pageantry. Many of his more sober peers, including his brother Stannis, feel he lacks a level of seriousness appropriate to a high lord, but those taken into his confidences are quickly won over.
  • His lack of martial accomplishments and colourful style make him an easy target for insults that suggest that he is unmanly, but such mocking has never been taken up by the smallfolk.
  • Renly enjoys tournements and hunting but isn't driven by the passion for food, drink or wenching as Robert came to be. Renly is too headstrong and too willing to see things only from his point of view, but he might mature with age if given a chance. His love of spectacles and his desire to be the centre of attention colours his life.
  • Furthermore, his easy inheritance of Storm's End prevented him from learning great gains usually have great cost.
  • Lord Renly is as tall as his eldest brother, though not so stoutly built. He always appears amused, with an easy laugh and bright eyes that seem to change colour from green to blue depending on his mood (and the lighting). He keeps his body trim and his thick hair is always neatly combed.
  • “Those swords are sworn to Renly. They love my charming young brother, as they once loved Robert… and as they have never loved me." (Stannis Baratheon)
  • Renly has the support of loyal servants who served the house long before he gained the seat of Storm's End. Renly is rarely at Storm's End and entrusts it's day-to-day operations to his castellan, Ser Cortnay Penrose.
  • Cortnay was fostered at Storm's End and, thus, watched Renly Baratheon grow up. [He] was older than Renly and took some part in Robert's Rebellion. In time, he became Renly's friend and was trusted and respected by Renly and Robert both. When Renly was given Storm's End, Ser Cortnay became Renly's chief aid in running the castle.
  • The current lord of Nightsong is Bryce Caron, who gained the house when his father, mother, and all his sisters succumbed to a terrible chill. Bryce is a great friend of Renly Baratheon and is one of his most loyal allies. He has a half-brother by his father who sees Stannis as the true Lord of Storm's End.
  • House Estermont is seated in Greenstone, a small castle on the isle of Estermont. There are close faily ties between them and House Baratheon; Cassana Estermont was taken as wife by Steffon Baratheon and was mother to Robert, Stannis and Renly. The Baratheon children often spent time at Greenstone and played with the children there.
  • House Morrigen is seated in Crow's Nest, located in the mountains west of the rainwood. The House has a long and noble history of service to the Baratheons and the Storm King's before them. Lord Lester is nominally sworn to Storm's End, though he entertains loyalties to Stannis Baratheon. Ser Guyard Morrigen is a famous southron knight and faithful ally to Lord Renly.


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