A gnome strides into the Tower's Shard. His hair is dark, long and frizzy, gathered back by a pair of elaborate yet heavy-duty goggles perched on his forehead. He wears a black studded leather apron with pockets. His sleeves hold a myriad of small tools, probes, and measuring equipment.
He heads over to Brews, nods, and speaks.
"Hello! I am Jiminyblivet. Balnibar Jiminyblivet. My family's been in the dungeon business for years. Traps, compartments, hidden-purpose furnishings, secret doors, and the like are my specialty. If you'd like a secret door for your home, I'm ready to help."
He hops onto a barstool and swivels around to Brews. "Any suggestions for today? Oh, I'll just have the standard ale." He looks around, thinking. His eyes wander over to Matthew and Lilly's plate. "Aha! Cheese! That's the flavor..." He waves his hand over his ale, and takes a big gulp, leaving a large milk mustache behind. "Ahh... Now that's refreshing."