A striding huntsman had been worked in scarlet thread upon the breast of the fat boy's fur-trimmed surcoat. Jon did not recognize the sigil. Sir Alliser Thorne looked over his new charge and said, 'It would seem they have run short of poachers and thieves down south. Now they send us pigs to man the Wall. Is fur and velvet your notion of armor, My Lord of Ham?
p. 260 of Game of Thrones by George R.R. Martin