A Conspiracy of Ravens
Rickul was a young, half-elven street urchin who began hanging around Oloward’s during it’s decline. He took to sneaking food and pinching small items from guests and the master of the house. It was his unlucky fate to be hiding within the pantry when the inn was taken into the Shadowfell by the mists. The boy perished in the inn, and now haunts the pantry that was once his bed chamber. He is terribly frightened of the everyone, even though he is a ghost. He does not speak, and even though he knows much about the Oloward’s, he can only communicate in gestures.