The Prospector of the Oletus Manor.

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A mysterious and quiet individual. Always the first to enter the cave, and the last to leave. His mood was as changeable as the weather, always alone and keeping to himself. To say he was gloomy is an understatement. His life is as unstable as a pile of gold coins that can be easily knocked over.

He is always seen working in his workplace, or wandering to search for gems and precious minerals - For he hoped to change his fate and escape poverty.

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His coin always clinked when he walked down the hall, the clinking sound that echoed through the hall was like a lonely and silent melody that no one knew of, except for Norton himself. Every few steps, his coin clinks again, adding to the already eerie sounds of his movements. Along with the sound of his coin clinking was the sound of his humming. The same melody that he would hum himself to.