kind old guy helping folk that feel alone or lost, bringing company, solace, and tea to those he is surrounded with, often telling stories about things they have seen throughout the events he has seen in life, knows a lot of teas, about as old as time itself, had a son named ernest at one point however he was killed over hundreds of years ago, he still mourns him, he had a wife named lainey at one point though she died of illness a few hundred years back too, he loved her and mourns her the same