Haenk "Uncle"

Haenk "Uncle" Blunk has reluctantly accepted the invitation. He almost threw it away, in-fact, before he noticed the bit about an open bar, at which point he uncrumpled the paper, hurriedly made a crude, scarecrow-like dummy, and laid it on his bed roll in the monastery, hoping his 96 year old blind Kensei, the Venerable Fringus Pramp, would be adequately fooled by it. He then picked up his rucksack, all seventeen of his skin tone flasks, and hopped out the window in the dead of night for this wedding, clinking and clanking and swearing all the way there.