Tembeg

Surveying his store with a humble eye, Tembeg nods and smiles at you as you enter. His rough hands are a dark green from work, and he eyes all of his wares with pride. Dressed in a simple linen smock and cotton pants, his wrists are wound with strips of hide into which thick leather-working needles have been stuck. A measurement rope with knots placed in regular intervals along its length is wrapped around his waist.

Tembeg owns Tembeg's Armory.