The master who runs the tavern of the adventurers' guild "Dragon's Crown." An old scar above his left eye, a gold ring in his ear, and his open collar and thick arms tell the history of a former adventurer. He laughs boisterously and often, and silently treats newcomers to their first drink. He has a rough mouth but is caring, and quickly notices changes in regulars' health and finances. The tavern is a gathering point for requests and rumors, and he generally knows what is being discussed at which table. The price of information isn't money but a souvenir story from your next request. That's been the going rate since long ago.