The Name of The Rose - Characters

Characters

Primary characters
  • William of Baskerville—main protagonist, a Franciscan friar
  • Adso of Melk—narrator, Benedictine novice accompanying William
At the monastery
  • Abo of Fossanova—the abbot of the Benedictine monastery, the sixth to die
  • Severinus of Sankt Wendel—herbalist who helps William, the fourth to die
  • Malachi of Hildesheim—librarian, the fifth to die
  • Berengar of Arundel—assistant librarian, in love with Adelmo, the third to die
  • Adelmo of Otranto—illuminator, novice, the first to die
  • Venantius of Salvemec—translator of manuscripts, the second to die
  • Benno of Uppsala—student of rhetoric
  • Alinardo of Grottaferrata—eldest monk
  • Jorge of Burgos—elderly blind monk, former librarian, the seventh to die
  • Remigio of Varagine—cellarer
  • Salvatore of Montferrat—monk, associate of Remigio
  • Nicholas of Morimondo—glazier
  • Aymaro of Alessandria—gossipy, sneering monk
  • Pacificus of Tivoli
  • Peter of Sant’Albano
  • Waldo of Hereford
  • Magnus of Iona
  • Patrick of Clonmacnois
  • Rabano of Toledo
Outsiders
  • Ubertino of Casale—Franciscan friar in exile, friend of William
  • Michael of Cesena—leader of Spiritual Franciscans
  • Bernardo Gui—Inquisitor
  • Bertrand del Poggetto—Cardinal and leader of the Papal legation
  • Peasant girl from the village below the monastery

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