Oldtown, Seat of House Hightower

**Lord Dread** · January 09, 2019, 05:40 PM

Oldtown
Current Lord: Lord Ormund Hightower
Income: 70,000 Gold
Levy: 3,000 men
Garrison: 75 men
City Watch garrison: 750 Light Infantry, 750 Archers

Oldtown is one of the largest and oldest cities in Westeros, built by the First Men before the Andal invasion. Oldtown was constructed around the Hightower, the seat of House Hightower in the center of the city. Oldtown is home to the Citadel and houses the Starry Sept, formerly the seat of the High Septon of the Faith of the Seven.

Army of Oldtown and sworn vassals

Lord Ormund Hightower

Full Name: Lord Ormund Hightower
Age: 39 (born 90 AC)
Marital Status: widowed to Melara Cuy (born 91 AC, died in 119 AC ), married to Samantha Tarly (born in 113 AC)
Children: Lyonel Hightower (born in 115 AC), Bethany Hightower (born in 116 AC), Martyn Hightower (born in 118 AC), Garmund Hightower (born in 120 AC)
Traits (6 points): +2 Survival, +2 Duel, +2 Battle
Temperament:
- Idealistic: This person is a strong believer in higher ideals and the innate goodness of man. On the one hand they tend to be inspiring and uplifting figures, on the other they can be taken advantage of by those who live well beneath their expectations. +1 Charisma, -1 to rout/assassination/escape rolls.

As the nephew of Ser Otto Hightower, Ormund was always on good terms with his family in King's Landing, while he fathered four children until the death of his wife in childbed on his own. The ancient Valyrian blade Vigilance was eventually granted to him and would eventually remain in his possession until the current day. Eventually he would marry Samantha Tarly within the same year, Aegon II. was crowned despite her being solely two years older than his eldest son Lyonel Hightower. He had sent his son Martyn eventually as a squire to Lord Redwyne, while Garmund was sent as a page to Highgarden in order to train under his Lord Paramount.
Ormund is known for being an generous man, as he tends to name persons, he appreciated most often to higher positions. When news of Aegon II. coronation arrived at Oldtown, Lord Hightower wasn't hesitating to swear fealty towards his kinsman.

The Hightower family

**Iron Aquilifer** · January 24, 2019, 04:03 PM

It is high noon when a pathetic column of men and women, no more than a dozen, arrive before the high walls of the Reach's greatest city. A limp banner bearing the castles of House Peake lead the party. Among their number is Myrielle, daughter of the Lord of Starpike. Her guards have been informed of their duty: to see that their lord's daughter makes it behind the safety of Oldtown.

**Lord Dread** · January 24, 2019, 04:51 PM

They are gladly lead inside the walls of the city, before the Hightower guards would lead the host directly through the streets of Oldtown towards the Oldtower, where Ser Hobert Baratheon was welcoming the guests along with the sons of Lord Hightower. Martyn, the betrothed towards Myrielle was as well present, when the guests were welcomed and lead inside the safety of the Hightower.

**Lucius Malfoy** · January 24, 2019, 05:52 PM

One afternoon, a loud roar was heard coming towards the walls of Oldtown. Dreamfyre broke through the clouds, followed by two smaller dragons, as Helaena had led her children and sister-in-law, Lady Brienne Baratheon, to the safe haven of Oldtown. Once they were safely within the walls, the cavalry sent to escort them departs back north. The two smaller dragons, watched over by Dreamfyre, fly through the air as there were sights and scenes. Helaena, Brienne, and the King's offspring settle within Hightower.

**Lord Dread** · January 25, 2019, 05:28 AM

Eventually Ser Hobert would approach the Queen in personal after a while, once she and her children have settled themselves within Oldtown.
"Your grace, as you know we are honored by your visit", he said humble, his breath kinda telling that he had drunk a little bit, "Yet I fear for the safety of you and your children, should the town come under siege. When we met the last times with the Tyrells, I heard that they reasoned our decision in joining with the King and his forces - yet I don't know where their loyalities lie and whether they can keep their word or whether Rhaenyra might force them against us. According to the last letter, Ser Otto sent me, there were rumors of Rhaenys, the Queen who never was, visiting Highgarden - if we can trust the words of the Rowan boy."
He made a brief pause, before looking out over one of the balconies, the bustling town below them.
"Our defences are at the moment spare", he replied worried, "We were never prepared for a massive war, to be quite honest. Lord Ormund assumed that we would besiege Dragonstone. Yet the declaration of the Riverlands towards both sides let us worry how much of an impact the Blacks will have on the Reach. We know for sure, that Peake will ally with us. And Ser Mace Rowan claims that he has sympathies with us while the rest of the family... we don't know for certain. And the rest though...
I will be honest, that we have just the minimum defences of the city upheld. We technically have the manpower to reinforce, but our men are all north. Shall I send word to our allies to assist us in the defence or should I plead Ormund to return with at least some of his men?"

While there would also be the matter of a resting place for Dreamfyre, as Oldtown held sadly no dragon pit, but he would safe that question up for later.

**Lucius Malfoy** · January 25, 2019, 05:56 PM

Helaena, a kind-hearted Queen and mother, was unsure of how to approach this question, presented by Ser Hobert. Military matters were not her strong point, after all, matters best left to the Lords who ruled lands and her brother-husband, Aegon, and his councilors. Her violet eyes look over at Maelor who was playing with a pearl ring, a ring granted to him by Viserys, his grandfather, shortly before his death. Jaehaerys and Jaehaera were looking over the balcony at Oldtown, having never seen the city before. The Queen looks back at Ser Hobert.

Perhaps... it would be best to recall some men back to Oldtown. I do not think it wise to plead with Lord Peake, least Oldtown seem weak.

**Lord Dread** · January 26, 2019, 04:22 AM

Ser Hobert nodded, being glad, that she saw it the same way.
"I'm glad you're seeing it the same way as me, your majesty", he answered pleased, "A letter shall inform the capital at once that we will send enough men to strengthen the garrison of our proud ancient city. I highly doubt they will take King's Landing and only find out afterwards that you are here... yet, without a dragonpit and Dreamfyre having to stay somewhere in the area around, people will notice at some point. Thus, if Rhaenyra is really bold enough to attempt taking this city, she shall have to deal with our men at the walls first."

**Zeus Almighty** · February 26, 2019, 10:49 AM

Ser Raphael Storm arrived feeling, very much like his mount, tired and thirsty. He rode hard to reach Oldtown. He wanted to arrive before much more developed in the war. He was sent as emissary to the Hightowers to secure a hand in marriage for a Baratheon daughter. Daeron Targaryen wed Brienne some time ago, but he still had 3 daughters to marry. A marriage with House Hightower seemed to have many advantages including, but not limited to the Hightowers army size and the reputation of their House. After making his needs known at the gate he allows himself to be lead to the presence of the highest ranking Hightower in the city. That is who he asked for at least. With his sword on his hip and his hand nestled on its hilt he tried not to get lost as they led him through the gates and through winding streets.

**Lord Dread** · March 01, 2019, 08:07 AM

He is eventually lead forward into the Hightower, as the guards allowed him entrance, once he stated his request.
With most of the Hightowers absent, Ser Hobert Hightower greeted the visitor, even though he didn't knew who he was. Apparently some sort of knight, maybe even a sworn sword.
Curiously he eyed the visitor, allowing him to speak up with a gentle nod after some silence.