A cooper by destiny— his father, and his father’s father, and his father’s father’s father were each coopers, as well— Brelgh approaches everything with an artists eye. While most of his work comes in the form of buckets for the town, or barrels for selling the farmer’s surpluses to larger cities, every task he undertakes he does with an aim for the aesthetic as well as the practical: he goes to extra lengths to make each barrel not only fit perfectly, but to appear seamless, as if carved out of a single great log.
Devoted to his wife, Olga, and their three sons, in his most wistful moments he looks back happily on a life he views as well lived. An avid reader, painter, and writer, Brelgh has garnered a reputation around Speardale as something of an eccentric old koot, but also as the sort of fellow one can go to for advice on anything. He is genuinely interested in the lives of everyone about town, and always has a listening ear for anyone who has a problem or concern, and generally has some form of practical and empathetic advice. A strict but fair father, he is proud of each of his sons for their own merits. More romantic than his wife, he is sometimes frustrated by her lack of imagination, but just as she— deep down, at least— appreciates his bits of whimsy and atristry, he is appreciative of her ability to keep her family grounded and focused.
Brelgh gets along well with everyone in town, and spends a night each week playing games of strategy with the Lord at his keep. He sometimes grows weary of Irena’s constant gossip, but also understands where it stems from and pitties her for the focus on what she had rather than what she was. Of the other townfolk, he best gets along with Skint; the two artisans have much in common, and Brelgh hopes that the budding romance between his son and Skint’s daughter bears fruit.