“Situated in the West Common Quarter of Khromarium, 'Keth's Gloomwood' is a narrow shop sandwiched between a tallowchandler and a shuttered inkworks. The front is low and dim: windows thick with pine pitch and the signboard a black disk bearing a single, stylized raven. Inside the shop the air is warm and resinous, sawdust drifting like a thin fog. Shelves are crowded with half-finished masks, walking staves with hollow runes, and a row of small wooden effigies whose eyes were once inlaid with bone or glass. A brazier by the back door simmers with a dark sap used for sealing and camouflaging grain. The owner, Morrin Keth, is a human level 1 artisan who learned his craft among the bargemen and gallow crews of the city's docks. He is in his early forties, a lean man with a scar that splits his left eyebrow and a missing ring finger on his right hand, replaced by a stub wrapped in leather. Morrin's class is best described as Artisan: he is conversationally knowledgeable about tools and traditions rather than combat. He speaks softly, keeps exact accounts on slates, and carves prayers into the undersides of his work before sealing them with dark pitch. He will accept commissions (shields, staffs, ceremonial masks) and offers simple repairs for a modest fee. Rumor in Khromarium says Morrin spends late hours carving with a small iron stake at his elbow to 'ward off the things that find men who sleep with only a candle.' He dislikes nobles and preens at the sight of blood on a customer's hands; he will refuse to carve anything explicitly created to glorify the high houses.”