Fruity Rumpus Weeniebutt Factory
Used to make and trade weapons and still kind of does that, but now it involves bullshitting his way into the local community college’s metalworking shop and selling what he can manage with basically asking every student for help with modern technology, which isn’t much. Weeps over damascus steel and is seriously considering his alignment when in contact with shiny, valuable things. Don’t ever mention his height. Mention the way he braided his beard instead. If you want him to ramble on that is.