Godrich scowls through his northbound travels in the company of Olwing, a woman sworn to Gondor and whom he serves as bannerman. His deep dislike of his current posting manifests in most of his actions, his dislike and mistrust of 'm'bloody lady' readily apparent if any choose to engage him in conversation. Godrich is happiest with what he knows; good men to fight alongside (or with), a willing lass to smile on him at night, plenty of ale and a strong captain. For the right leader Godrich is a faithful, albeit unimaginative, man. For the wrong leader, Godrich shows little respect, only his oath to the city he loves staying his hand.