Suddenly a dwarf covered in leaves and dirt comes striding in with a big smile on his face. "HEY MAGMAR! I hope I am not too late, I was on my way when I noticed the sunset. Ahh it was beautiful and entranced me then the next thing I knew I was looking at the stars." He takes a place at the table without asking and will eat any scraps of food left on the table as he its he realizes the other dwarves are there.
"Hail all, my name be Horace." Then goes back to drinking eating the leftovers, and every other piece of meat he holds up next to his shoulder letting a badger from his backpack take them. "Oh this be Barls, my good friend."
You all might have probably met Horace before, but he is terrible with names and faces.