Ranno Zalpar  

You say, 'Hail, Ranno Zalpar'

Ranno Zalpar fingers the hilt of a blade that sticks out from the scabbard at his side. 'By the Allfather, this foolishness had best end soon. The likes of me, trapped here like a songbird in a cage. . . me, the most honourable soul across the whole continent of Farfurlong. Loyal, dependable. . .' He looks directly into your eyes. 'Honest.' He sighs, and turns away.