From the Fellowship of Innkeepers
Broxley is a laid-back, law-abiding halfling with mutton chops and bushy eyebrows. Inns and taverns are few and far between in the North Ward, so he makes frequent visits to the characters’ place to see how it’s doing and to offer his well-wishes. If none of the characters are members of the guild, he strongly urges them to join “to avoid further harassment.”
 
Broxley has long believed the tavern to be haunted and is glad to see living souls in it once more. While lamenting the burdens of being a father of nine, he is quick to point out that the characters’ continued compliance with guild rules and regulations makes his rather difficult life “just a bitty bit easier.”