The Alliance of the Crimson Tunic
A squeamish traveling historian who loves riddles. He’s tall and gangly, with auburn hair and large, round spectacles. Happened through Torvald while the heroes were cleaning out goblin carcasses from the local bed and breakfast. After futilely attempting to engage them with riddles, he was offered the position of cart driver. He accepted on the terms that he wouldn’t have to do any adventuring, as the sight of blood makes him feel faint and that as a historian he would record the endeavors of the Alliance of the Crimson Tunic so that the world will know that great heroes did walk this mortal realm.