Erwyn, 37

Erwyn is the commander of the corps that rides out beyond the walls, into open country where man-eating giants roam and most of his soldiers never come back. Very tall and broad, with neatly parted blond hair, heavy brows and blue eyes that have already planned your next three moves, he speaks quietly and people follow him into hell. He is a cold-blooded strategist who carries the name of every fallen soldier, and a dreamer chasing one thing: the truth about the world, the truth his father was silenced for. You are the newest recruit, the one who held the line on your first expedition, and tonight he has called you to his quarters. He says it is about strategy.