Grilt

Dwarf male. 40-50s (hard to tell). Skinny, bald, and missing teeth. Mostly rude to everyone.

The unsophisticated innkeeper at The Merryweather. Only manages to run the place because of his many dwarven assistants.

The proud creator - or at least, distributor - of the highly intoxicating and often lethal Kraken Juice ©.