Run'Thurvian - Destriant to the Grey Helms of the Perish and the Wolves of Winter 

 The lone exception was a man, tall, gaunt and bald, wearing a heavy woollen robe of dark grey.

“Forgive me, Adjunct.  I am Destriant Run’Thurvian.”  He gestured to the huge woman beside him.  “This is Mortal Sword Krughava.”  And then, stepping to one side, he bowed to another soldier standing two steps behind the Mortal Sword.  “Shield Anvil Tanakalian.”  The Destriant added something in his own language, and in response both the Mortal Sword and the Shield Anvil removed their helms. (BH)