Lone traveler

Radis clomps into full view at the sound of the voice head up and chest out, imposing if not very tall. His arms and apron are dusty and his hammer is nearly as tall as he is. His free hand is raised, open in greeting.

"Ho there and greetings. I am but a thirsty traveler no harm to no one, ya? You tall folk are sometimes unwilling to meet in civilized fashion but I assure you I will provide. By hammer or handshake it is up to you. "