Gelts

Gelts is a raggedy and run down goblin man. By his complexion he seems middle aged, with his hair migrating from his scalp to his ears and sideburns. His clothing is nothing impressive either, mostly rags sewn together and other mismatched articles, including one open toed boot.

His line of work is not entirely clear, but it would drive him to drink if he had the time or money for it. He’s at the bottom of some ladder but somehow that means all the responsibility to get things done falls on him, so he says. ‘Shit rolls downhill,’ he likes to say. Though an avid complainer, he can be sociable and is fairly reliable.