Hearthwane · goblin, 58
Fled his warren as a boy with one brass scale when the clan sold his sister to a Toll Lord's mine.
FROM
a warren under the Saltspine
HOW THEY LOOK
Wrinkled, bright-eyed, spectacles with one lens. A brass scale on a chain that never leaves his hand.
IN THEIR OWN WORDS
“A compliment, eh? Let's see. Hm. Light. Try again.”
“Honest prices, honest weight. Where it came from is not on the scale.”
BEFORE THE TALE
47 years ago · the warren
Fled his warren as a boy with one brass scale when the clan sold his sister to a Toll Lord's mine.
30 years ago · the Marches market
Turned the scale into six stalls and more debts than stalls.
a year ago · the Toll Lord's mine
Heard that a goblin woman with his mother's ears runs the mine's kitchen now. He has not gone to look.
SEEN IN
No playable tale features them yet.