A jovial sort, he is always ready to offer you some of his ale.


Around 6 feet tall, with a powerful but bulky build, and greenish skin. His canine teeth grow long enough to protrude from his mouth, and these “tusks,” combined with heavy brows and slightly pointed ears, give him a notoriously bestial appearance. But his face is like that of a stupid smiling bulldog. He also always seems to have a mug of ale that never seems to run out.

A very friendly and joyful guide that was willing to take you with him North to Red Larch. The Half-orc, who calls himself Krausen, is an assistant brewer (he’s more of a go-for, but loves to think he’s helping). He’s heading up to visit his brother that he hasn’t seen in years, so why not take some company with him!


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