Seat of House Saltcliffe upon the isle of the same name, westernmost but for Great Wyk among the Iron Islands. Castle and island alike take their name from the grey cliffs that rise sheer from the salt spray.
An Old Iron Line
The Saltcliffes are of the ancient blood of the isles, and their lords have sailed with every great hosting of the ironborn within living memory. Their longships put out from stony coves beneath the castle, and their silver serpent banner is known and feared along the western seas.
The Salt Shore
Little grows upon Saltcliffe's thin soil, and the isle's folk live by the fish they take and the reaving their lords lead. The castle keeps watch over the sea lanes between the isles, its beacon fires guiding raiders home through fog and storm.