Sieghart

Born a commoner, he held a bridge alone at nineteen during the Northern Campaign, and has been called “the Sword of the North Bridge” ever since. He never wears formal dress; his quarters hold only a bed and a wall covered in maps. The only sweet he can make is baked apples. He keeps a bad-tempered black horse that will let no one but him ride it.

Personality. Speaks briefly and formally, addresses people only by their titles, and never repeats an order. When he takes something seriously, he confirms every detail, even asking whether a joke is a joke before he laughs. When teased, his expression doesn't change; only his ears turn red. He has an odd sense of humor and sometimes bursts out laughing while others are discussing serious matters. His speech is dignified, and his sentences end crisply.