Rupert Foul-Mouth is an incredibly ugly human male whose language is as foul as his disposition. He has no redeeming qualities other than a reputation has an honest trader and broker of dry goods. At this time all goods listed in PHB 128 Table 7-8 under the Adventuring Gear and Clothing sections are available for the listed price.
Some Favorite Rupert Foul-Mouth quotes, as recounted in the tavern:
- “Lord Shitmouth can tickle my dung-hole with his tongue before I give him so much as a whetstone to sharpen his castrating knife.”
- “By Pelor’s left ball, he’ll look like the friar who was found pronging the eunuch if he’s not careful”
- “The mason’s guild is filled with buggering turd-lickers whose hammers spend more time up their bungholes than they do making block.”