"The city’s guards can call it vandalism all they want, but I’ve seen the marks. They’re not meant for the living to understand."

A rugged, middle-aged man with a weathered face etched by years of hardship and sleepless nights, Raimund Hallowick exudes the aura of a man burdened by both guilt and survival. His scruffy beard, streaks of gray in his dark, disheveled hair, and tired eyes betray a life lived in the shadows of prosperity. Dressed in a patched work shirt and a battered leather apron, he has the look of someone who once believed in hard work but has since been beaten down by despair. There’s a haunted quality to him, as though the events surrounding Scavenger's Satchel have left him teetering on the edge of sanity.

Ancestry/Heritage

• Human

Profession/Titles

• Shopkeeper, Scavenger

Work Location

• Scavenger's Satchel

Residence

• Small room above Scavenger’s Satchel

Age

• adult

Family Members

• unknown

Memberships

• unknown

Allies

• unknown

Enemies

• unknown

You'll have to talk to him/her to find out...