The courier who picks up letters at Warehouse 17 and runs them across Greyhaven. Pale, sickly, thin. Wears a muted color-shifting cloak to be inconspicuous.
When carrying, Polder is not really there:
- Eyes are flat and immobile — no spark of life.
- No reaction when bumping into people, walking through puddles.
- Satchel has no buckle, clasp, or opening — and is bulging with something. Empties along the route.
He comes back to himself somewhere along the route — for Adrik’s tail in Session 34, it was the middle of Saddler’s Row Bridge. Just stops. Stares. Then alertness floods his eyes — as if he just woke up — and he stumbles, confused, into the nearest tavern (The Saddler’s Rest).
The local barkeep recommends Polder as a courier — but is astonished to hear anyone wants Polder as a reputable one.
In the campaign
- Tailed by Adrik in Session 34 — picked up his courier load at Warehouse 17, walked east in his blank state, woke up on Saddler’s Row Bridge, stumbled to The Saddler’s Rest tavern.
- Implicated as the magical conduit for Drogon and Seris’s self-erasing ledger correspondence.