Picket Fiddlewick
Trinket salesman, tonic purveyor, and a firm believer that “mostly genuine” is a perfectly respectable guarantee.
- Kind
- Gnome
- Occupation
- Curios & Tonics
- Whereabouts
- The curio shop
In their own words
Curios and tonics! Mostly genuine. Entirely non-refundable.
It's Picket. Call me Pickles again and the price doubles.
That is an heirloom, not a trinket. You can tell by the price.
Picket Fiddlewick is a gnome, a collector, and the proprietor of a cluttered trade in curios and tonics. Trinkets, charms, bottles, and objects with extremely interesting histories crowd his stock. Most of it is genuine. Or so he says.
A story with every sale
Picket is shrewd, fussy, theatrical, and easily offended. He inspects coins as carefully as customers, and he likes his collection enough to part with it reluctantly. For a price. Everything is an heirloom, a relic, or at the very least something whose provenance need not detain anyone.
There is a soft spot for regulars beneath the squint and the salesmanship, though he would prefer that not to become part of the negotiations. His burgundy cap, mustard cardigan, blue neckerchief, and raised gold coin make a recognisable advertisement for the business.
Names and neighbours
Vinnie calls him “Pickles”. Picket hates it. The price tends to rise accordingly. Bramrik questions whether any of his goods are real; Picket has plenty to say in return. Mags is more troubling, because he cannot read her at all.
His trade takes him beyond the shop, too. At Fink’s observatory he arrives with a cart of “mostly genuine” curios. In Vinnie’s adventures, he can appraise finds and mix supplies into something useful, odd, or both.
Picket. Not Pickles. The price just went up.
