The Bronzehand ! Arlan exclaimed , a much broader grin spreading across his features now . My own grandfather was named the Silverhand . Alester of Oldtown or Alester Hightower , rather , I know most prefer the family name . He was a good man , a diligent ruler tragic , ultimately , but noble . They say he was rich enough to gild half the city in silver had he chose , though the truth of the matter is that he was far better off than that , even . My father saw a decline in our wealth somewhat , but nothing catastrophic we ' re still more than a match for the Lannisters , though not quite as famous . Robar the First . The Master of Coin repeated by the end , leaning against the wall . You have a long and storied history , ser , not unlike my own . Though I dare say you ' ll add to yours far better than I will mine good gods , man , what do they feed you in those mountains of yours ? You look half a Baratheon with that height though taller , I ' d say , than most of them . I ' m assuming you ' re here in the city to pick which of them shall be our new king ?