Kogi

Son of a human mother and a hobgoblin father, and so a Hobbin, keeping the River’s Edge in Haudh-Gwenn since his mother died. She had the house before him and was sickly the whole time she had it, and he took it on not long after she was gone.

Koa had lodged there the better part of a year earlier and came back to find her gone and her son behind the counter, a man near enough his own age whose name he had to work at before it came. Kogi did not have his at all. He said yes, of course, how have you been, in the manner of a man certain he ought to know the face, and he took the kind words about his mother and thanked him for them warmly and generally, without ever letting on that the guest offering them was a stranger. Then he asked how many nights.