Standing on his porch with a welcoming smile on his face, and a pot of freshly brewed tea in his hands. A small fellow in an earth-toned vest adorned with intricate embroidery, paired with well-worn breeches and suspenders, beacons raising a large pot of tea. A vibrant scarf adds a pop of color, while a gardener's apron and a tweed hat complete his charmingly practical attire.
"Hail, weary wanderers! The road can be long and tiring, but fear not, for you've stumbled upon Hillside Haven. A warm fire and a cup of soothing tea await you. Come, rest your feet, share your tales. Merrifield Brambleburrow, at your service."
During the Battle of Triboar, Merryfield lead an eponymous group of irregulars much to the consternation of the well organized hobgoblin armies. It is said the Merrifield Irregular turned the tide of two skirmishes that night and allowed Caleb Teskerhill to escape what would have been certain death. For his trouble Mr. Brambleborrow now sports a wicked scar from the tusk of a dire boar.