"Sold! To the gentleman in the blue and yellow doublet with his finger up his nose. Now, what am I bid for this extremely desireable collection of Kislevan beaver-claw necklaces? Shall we start at a very reasoanble 50 guilders?"
- —Fidelius Cloverhill
Fidelius Cloverhill
As round as he is tall and in his late 60s, "Fat" Fidelius Cloverhill is a perfect pitchman. He's never without his cane in one hand and his sandwich in the other. And no matter how full his mouth is, he can call the bidding perfectly.[1a]
Fidelius Cloverhill is a truly remarkable Halfling - he is the best salesman in Marienburg, bar none. He can sell anything to anyone and leave the buyer thinking they've got away with a steal. He relies on a fast-talking patter leavened with humour and an ever-present smile, and finds it a challenge to sell strange cargoes that would otherwise rot on the docks. Cunning repartee is his speciality, and no heckler escapes unscathed. Many people come just to see Fidelius in action, as entertainment.[1a]
Fidelius reports to Gilleriad Fairwind once each week - Fairwind hired him after he had worked for years as a door-to-door brush-peddler for the firm of Fueller and Sons. Clan Aisellion hired him when he succeeded in selling the entire household nearly three dozen useless brushes, including seven to the clan lord himself. Rather than let a master salesman get away, the clan lord hired Fidelius to be the manager and auctioneer for the Hall of Trade.[1a]
During his off-hours, one can often find him either in his flat in Noordmuur or at a favourite inn in the Halfling quarter, spinning stories and splitting a seven-course meal with friends: five for him, two for them. Fidelius also hangs around the Pilots' and Seaman's Guild, lifting good stories and sharp insults from old Eric for future re-use.[1a]