Lancel Lannister

**Lancel Lannister** is brother to the current Lord Lucion of Castamere and one third of the trio that makes the 'Pride of Castamere'. The trio that after the cowardly failings of Lord Jason Lannister took command of the Westerland with Ser Leo Lannister at their head during the War of the Last Dragon.

## History

Lancel was born and bred to be a warrior, his family had done great work in ensuring each of his sons, including the twins, were skilled in a certain field. Though their eldest brother was a bit bookish, their father spent more time raising the twins to be either a great warrior or a skilled commander. And from a young age, it was clear that Lancel favored the blade more so than he did his mind.

He was often the brawns whereas his brothers Leo and Lucion were the brains. The clearest indication for he and his twin Leo was roughly when they were nine, a pair of boys were picking on Leo, his brother saw him coming and shouted out their house words. ‘Fear Our Pride’ just as Lancel began swinging at the pair as if he were a wild beast ready to fight and die for his kin. The pair were never too far apart from one another, and this incident though little helped shape their future to come. Lancel began to grow into quite the little troublemaker, who’d use his skill with a weapon to get what he’d wanted and of course, his Lannister blood to view himself as though he were above the masses. To which he was to a certain degree, he was a nobleman after all.

His rather troublesome personality gained him, certain friends, during a trip to King’s Landing he met an equally troubled young boy named Mace. The pair were more akin to one another than they’d realize and though they only somewhat hit it off, the future held great things for them.

For much of his life, Lancel remained in the West, running wild as he jumped from one instance of trouble to the next with little care for the consequences. After all, he did hold the Lannister name. He saw no need to not do as he pleased, his ancestors had secured that benefit for him after all.

Though he did eventually grow closer to the bastard Mace, whom he’d found some connection in. Mace however grew less troublesome while Lancel seemed to embrace that about himself. And were it not for the War of the Last Dragon, only the Gods know just what sort of trouble the young man would have gotten into.

His homeland was under attack and just like the rest of his fellow Westermen, he’d rode off with his house's forces to join the fight and protect what they could. It seemed as though the Golden Company had attacked just before the Ironborn, which of course made the young man worry. Never in his life had he expected to fight the Golden Company, a Dragon, and the Ironborn Hordes at the same time and it truly proved to be a growing point for him. He’d stood bravely beside his brothers, for while he was the youngest of the three, by a few moments, Lancel was their sword and the instrument they’d use to hammer down whoever dared to think that they could harm his pride of lions.

As the war raged onward, Lancel was no longer the green boy he once was. He’d watched as men burned, as whole castles burned as the giant beast above threw fire onto the weak and helpless creatures below. Eventually, with the aid of Mace and his band of misfits, they’d go on to beat back the Targaryens, but the war wouldn’t have ended there in the west.

No, it seemed as though, Ser Wildflowers lived up to his name. Somehow the wild bastard had brought home a blueprint that contained a weapon capable of bringing down a dragon. At the time Lancel was far too entrenched in the war effort to know but with Mace’s aid, the war would come to a close as they shot down Drogon and drove a sword into Daena.

Lancel reconnected with his friend Mace, who’d inform him of his actions during the war. He couldn’t say he was too surprised but the sheer feats that the bastard had gone to ensure victory truly amazed him. Enough so that once he was certain his homeland was safe he’d traveled with Mace to Braavos under his employ. His work of course being far shadier than he’d often like but it satisfied his needs and granted him more power than he would have had otherwise. Once the King died, it was clear the toll it took on his friend, and so he was there for him.

Even if it wasn’t in the traditional sense, considering Mace often favored to bury his emotions and proceed to act as though he never had them to begin with. As they began their trip home, Lancel could tell that something was off but he kept his place. He’d do what he could during the Royal Progress but Mace was an odd one to read and understand.

To this day, Lancel sees moments of heartbreak but they are quickly overshadowed by the sheer mystery that is Mace Wildflowers. Now as Master of Whisperer and as a close ally of his, he does his best to do right by him. While also using his position to benefit himself, the poor people of King's Landing and his house.

## Family tree

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