.:NPC:. Barkeep for the Midnight's Secret Bar and Club
An excellent judge of quality alcohol, Harold takes great pride in his job. "The hardest part of th' job is th' people, not the drinks," he is oft' heard saying. He's got a knack for faces, and knows a regular after only two visits. Despite excessive grooming and preening, Harold can never quite get rid of that "greasy" look in his hair. His appearance is otherwise immaculate. His voice also carries a bit of an Irish lilt, as he originally hales from The Emerald Isle.
The Midnight's Secret Bar and Club was the culmination of Harold's dreams. He nurtured and raised it like it was his own child, and in a way...it was. He successfully owned the club scene for a booming period of three years before SHE wandered in. He instantly knew from the expression on her face that she needed a friend, and when he sat her down and talked to her, he knew she needed something more. A home. Call it love at first sight, but Harold couldn't abandon this wayward, beat up girl to the world. After all, she must have been through hell if it took her a week to tell him her name. Seamstress. He took her under his wing and taught her the tricks of the trade, becoming a father once more. This time, however, his baby had a face...a voice...a soul; She was everything the club wasn't, his missing half. In return, she taught him how to speak with her and showered him in daughterly love. And then she showed him a world he never knew existed. The first time she revealed her ability to him, he knew she couldn't be the only one. So he used his influence to find others, establish new lives for them and help them move on and live. Now and again he'd make a new friend, a new business partner or a new member of the family. They all send him messages now and again, as well as occasionally lend him favors if he's in a tight spot.