|Born||In or between 240 AC and 249 AC|
|Book(s)||A Feast for Crows (appears)|
A green field with a brown chief|
(Vert a chief brunâtre)
Appearance & Character
Ser Creighton has a big belly that strains at the laces of his potted doeskin jerkin. He has a shaggy, untrimmed beard the colour of old gold that covers his cheeks and chin. He is nearsighted and squints on occasion. He is younger than Ser Illifer who is around sixty. He is courteous.
Creighton claims that he is famous, and that the singers sing of him.
A Clash of Kings
According to Creighton, he did great carnage on the Blackwater and won a dozen ransoms. He claims to have slain Ser Herbert Bolling and eleven other fearsome knights during the battle, and to have fought an epic battle with the Knight of the Red Chicken.
A Feast for Crows
Creighton is raveling to Duskendale with Ser Illifer the Penniless, when he comes upon Brienne of Tarth. Ser Creighton offers to share their trout and fire with her and escort her to Duskendale. When Illifer recognizes Brienne and accuses her of having slain Renly Baratheon and Brienne swears most sincerely by the Seven that she had not done the deed, Creighton remarks that she swears well for a woman. The next morning, as they break their fast, Creighton regales Brienne with his exploits at the Blackwater.
Creighton and Illifer continue onwards to Duskendale with Brienne. They come upon a merchant named Hibald, his serving men and a hedge knight in his employ, Ser Shadrich, all heading in the same direction. Creighton suggests riding together as three blades are better than one, to which Hibald agrees.
As night gathers the party comes upon the Old Stone Bridge inn, where Creighton owes the innkeeper, Naggle, seven silver stags. When Creighton and Illifer have no coin, Brienne offers to pay for a room for the two men, and buys them goat to eat. After Creighton and the others have gone to bed and the inn is quiet, Brienne gathers her things and heads out alone for Duskendale, asking a silent pardon of Ser Creighton and Ser Illifer as she mounts her bay mare.
—Ser Creighton, introducing himself to Brienne of Tarth
A true knight must defend the gentler sex.—Ser Creighton
A true knight is the only shield a maiden needs.—Ser Creighton
A sword is only as good as the man who wields it.—Ser Creighton
When swords clash, you shall ne’er find Ser Creighton Longbough to the rear.—Ser Creighton
As it happens, I fight as well with either hand.—Ser Creighton, on fighting with his off hand
I showed them a glimpse of my steel and told them to be along their way. Rough fellows, by the look o' them, and desperate too, but ne’er so desperate as to trifle with Ser Creighton Longbough.—Ser Creighton, regaling Brienne
What sort of a man would slay a holy septon?—Ser Creighton