Remi

Remi came to Daggerford looking for work, coin and alchemical supplies. He's small enough to ride on Beowolfe's shoulders and clever enough to float down a three-story drop on a parachute of stolen silk. He picks the locks, finds the hidden drawers, and flatly refused to set foot in the den with the stuffed wolves.

Under Death House he opened the giant pack he'd hauled all the way from town and put his dead dog Mayla back together, and she stood up undead. His last chromatic orb tore the creature's arm off. In Barovia he spotted the bite on Eric's neck, healed it with the last of Klara's locket, and showed everyone that Eric's reflection is translucent.

At the church he fixed a bell that had been broken for months in a quarter of an hour. Parriwimple now calls him my new friend Remy.