Scrap's Wasteland Baubles
Est. 2025 • Human Artificer
Scrap's Wasteland Baubles
The shop is a single low-roofed shelter of corrugated metal and glass, jammed into a sand-swept alley between ruined caravan hulks. Jewelry, half-melted brass i...
Shopkeeper
Marris 'Scrap' Havel, a Human Artificer (Lvl 6)
Keeper's Species
Human
Shop Inventory
(13)A battered but complete set: files, pliers, loupe, soldering rod and a small anvil. Carries the smell of oil and dust.
Small glass lens in a brass frame. Important for spotting inclusions or hairline fakes.
Simple kit for cleaning and buffing metalwork and stones.
A honey-gold gem mined from irradiated sand; glows faintly under moonlight.
A clear, heat-hardened crystal whose core pulses faintly like a heartbeat. Highly sought by collectors.
A small, dense shard of platinum recovered from a ruined machine; useful for high-grade inlay work.
A swirling opal that seems to change to match the wasteland sky. Slightly warm, flaky residue on one side.
A tooth-like carved onyx hung on a bit of twine. Considered a good-luck charm for nimble-fingered folk.
A brass brooch with a tiny working gear and etched runes. Warm to the touch.
A tarnished silver locket containing a sliver of what looks like baked bone and a tiny sundial.
A plain band inlaid with a thin line of crushed blue crystal. Stable and old.
A necklace of beaten brass and a polished sunstone, engraved with old ward sigils. It hums faintly on scorching days.
A small pin that creates a 3-foot radius of harmless warm light. The metal stays cool.
Marris 'Scrap' Havel
Shop Atmosphere
“The shop is a single low-roofed shelter of corrugated metal and glass, jammed into a sand-swept alley between ruined caravan hulks. Jewelry, half-melted brass instruments, and glass jars full of tiny gears are heaped on every surface; a ragged tarp pinned with gemstones makes a shady patch out front. A perpetual thin film of grit coats everything; when you speak, Marris pulls a small brass whistle from under her apron and tucks it back in again. She counts prices on the rim of a cracked monocle and keeps a battered geiger-counter for customers who ask about 'old-magic' goods. Scrap is fond of bartering—especially for mechanical parts, clean water, or anything that smells faintly of ozone.”
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