An elderly Bugbear blacksmith. He introduces himself as “Brimlough the Blademender”.

He has a chipped tooth from rescuing a dwarf from an owlbear.

While he acknowledges the existence of the gods, he is superstitious regarding them and their powers.

“I don’t interfere with the gods’ business, and they don’t interfere with mine.”

With superstitious gestures and whispers, he sits back down by the fire, a little further away from you this time.

“I’ve never polished a blade so fine, and I dare not touch this one. It has the smell of gods about it.” - Brimlough - Ascending Kethra's Steppe (GS-ADV4)