About
Wendel Somerton is exactly what he looks like: a man who has never once doubted his own importance. Fifty years old, short, wide, and growing wider. His finely tailored suits are fighting a losing battle. A bowler hat sits atop his bald head. His bushy gray eyebrows and handlebar mustache are waxed into submission. A jeweled oak leaf pin adorns every cravat. He carries a mahogany cane with an emerald handle everywhere he goes, not because he needs it, but because it looks right.
"Don't worry, our village will take care of you."
The mayor of Wickermoore Hollow. Greeted the party upon arrival and spoke about the village's traditions. Advised them to visit The Green Queen inn.