Mermedac

Fur and Wine trader

ERMEDAC is a short, solid man in his early fifties, with a slightly greying beard. He generally seems open and approachable, but is a shrewd businessman behind the beard. He drinks a fair amount, and this shows in his florid complexion, and his build. He does not look after himself very well, despite chivvying from his wife.

Mermedac was born in Ravens Bluff, where he grew up in a small trading family. He lived there, with his first wife, until she was killed six years ago by a fireball, just outside the city walls, misdirected in a duel between two mages. Sick of the over-abundance of magic in that city he fled to the countryside, settling in Sarbreenar, where he set up a fur trading business. He was cheered in his grief by Branwyne, then working as a barmaid, and taking in work as a seamstress. They married within the year, their difference in age exciting some comments, and have been together since then.

Mermedac buys his furs from a number of trappers, but does not restrict himself to his regular suppliers. If you have furs to sell, and either visit his store, or mention this in any of the inns or taverns of Sarbreenar, he will welcome your trade. He is well known in the inns and taverns, and makes sure that any staff who pass on details of people with furs to trade are rewarded promptly.

Mermedac no longer takes his wagon of furs to Ravens Bluff in person, instead he employs commercial drovers. Although this may reduce the profits slightly, it avoids him having to see the site of his first wife's death. He attempts to run a wagon each month to Ravens Bluff, carrying in furs, and the fur-lined outfits Branwyne makes, and bringing back wines bought from his family there. These he supplies to the inns and taverns, not selling directly to the public.

When Mermedac gets to trust fur trappers he allows them to sleep for a night or two in a loft above the barn where he stores and sorts his furs. Neither he nor his wife provide food or any more than water to drink – but neither do they charge, and a free bed is still a free bed. The loft is large enough for two or three to sleep in – but any more would find it very cramped.

Mermedac usually sleeps apart from Branwyne, as he snores loudly due to the ale he drinks keeping in touch with the landlords of the inns and taverns of Sarbreenar. There is some gossip in the town about Oweyn and Branwyne, but Mermedac doesn’t seem to have heard it. He is delighted to know that Branwyne is expecting a child –long after he had given up hope of one.

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