Tom spent his time in Arcadia serving drinks at raucous Fae parties that never seemed to end, and he soon learned to obey orders quickly and silently in order to avoid being punished as entertainment. He still isn't very talkative, but he takes a great deal of pride in being independent and never submitting to anybody. As part of this, he owes allegiance to no court, though his knack for scaring mortals away from his bar aligns him most closely to Autumn. He looks like a short, sprightly man in his mid-twenties, stick-thin and immaculately groomed. About the only thing that can raise a peep out of him is if somebody stirs up trouble in his bar or directly asks him a question. Tom has a reputation for being able to make a drink that'd floor a ten-foot tall alcoholic Ogre; for his less stur