Alton Celtigar is the firstborn child of Lord Daemon Celtigar by his wife Alys Stokeworth and the current lord of Claw Isle.

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Appearance and Character

With rosy, fleshy cheeks, distinct ears, a goofish smile and thickset brows to accompany dark brown eyes, it is easy to mistake Alton for one's favourite, merry uncle. In some ways, this impression holds too true, for Alton is a man of frequent smiles, with a beer belly accrued from years of indulging in an extravagant lifestyle afforded by his family's great wealth. Overweight, yes, and perhaps not the fairest of them all, but certainly not grossly obese nor ugly as a kettle.

As the muscles of his youth made way for fat, so did steel for silk. It is a rare occasion to see the Lord of Claw Isle without luxurious fabrics draped over his burgeoning body, in bold colours of his House and mood. Always keeping an eye on the latest fashion trends, his wardrobe is never constant, and some would even go as far to say that there is more coin spent on his outfits than there are stars in the heavens above. No matter the truth, it cannot be denied that the numerous garnets and rubies and pearls and even emeralds that decorate the man's fingers, neck, breast and mantle are well worth a fortune.

For as long as anyone could remember, Alton had been a man of crowds, always surrounding himself with people to please and jape and drink with. A patron of the arts, even men and women of Essos are friends at court, and their influence is oft displayed through the elaborate feasts and balls Lord Celtigar has funded throughout the years, with musicians, gifts and cuisine from the Free Cities and beyond.

But beneath the ever-present smile is a world of doubt. Through shrewd, his constant desire to please others and be liked in turn is Alton's gift and curse, hampering him with indecisiveness and self-doubt about whether his actions have any meaningful effect on those around him. The more he questions his own status, the more he spends on frivolities and expensive wines, all in a cyclical attempt at making everyone happy and - perhaps more important than anything - ensuring that they love him in turn.

History

Born during the dreaded Scarlet Winter in 403 AC, Alton's first years were of surprising calm as most of the conflicts that harrowed the Seven Kingdoms did not reach Claw Isle.

His grandfather, Lord Adrian Celtigar, had thrown himself into the high politics of the realm in his younger days, aiming to further his family's interests and undoing the damage that Crispian Celtigar had caused them. Already a veteran of two wars, the Mummer's War came and went like winter did without interference from House Celtigar, and as such Alton enjoyed a relatively quiet early childhood alongside his younger siblings.

Alton's first hardship came in the year of 414 since Aegon's Conquest, when word reached the eleven-year old boy of his grandsire's imminent death. His father was away on business in King's Landing, and so it fell upon Alton to be present as the Septon performed his last rites upon the dying Lord Adrian as he squirmed in his bed. The sight of his grandfather's agony became a lasting memory in the boy's mind, leaving a mark so deep that his world was changed forever.

Now a lord, Alton's father became more and more distant as he frequently made trips to other lands and seats to preserve his own father's legacy. Alys Stokeworth's health took a rapid decline, and though she wouldn't succumb for another decade, Alton was forced to grow up quickly to care for his younger siblings as they were often forgotten about in-between long chores and lessons with the Septon and Maester.

Not eight years later, House Celtigar was struck by a second tragedy when Lord Daemon himself died in 422 AC after combating pains of the stomach following a visit in Volantis. Controversial as his death was, many at court expressed silent relief at Alton's own ascension to the seat of Claw Isle ate the young age of nine-and-ten. Where his grandsire had been an ambitious gloryhound, and Lord Daemon rarely present, Alton himself had expressed maturity and an astute mind throughout his youth, and a promising career in martial games.

For a time, he was most diligent in his duties. A mere year prior, he had fathered a son and now heir, and in the month after his father's death, a second child was born. Old infrastructure was repaired, and craftsmen were brought over from the Free Cities with the vast wealth Celtigar provided. His predecessors had obsessed themselves with the task of finding more allies, and eager to prove himself, Alton pursued a similar dream.

But what was once duty soon turned to vice, as the feasts and smaller tourneys the young Lord hosted in the name of diplomacy soon swelled in size and extravagance. Proud of his house's wealth, and always an eager one to please, Alton found quick joy in the events he paid for, and before he knew it, the feasting became an almost constant present on Claw Isle. The Seven, allies, history and family, they all became excuses to serve wine, cheese and rich meats to the guests of House Celtigar.

Though progress has been slower than expected, Lord Alton has not quite forgotten his duties yet. The Second Hammer Uprising was responded to in turn, and the rise of the Triarchy and Alliance of the Narrows resulted in the construction of additional warships and the need for external diplomacy like his forefathers had done.

Spurred by the recent tidings, as well as the increasing objections from his very own son, the Lord of Claw Isle has started to reconsider his position and stance on politics, and is keeping a cautious eye on the wider world as he dines in his own halls.

Recent Events

To be rp'd.

Family