This aging dragonborn woman runs the Emberstar Arms with an iron fist. Her weathered, grey-tipped golden scales and a slight hunch show her age, but her eyes and tongue are sharp. She affects a cranky demeanor, disliking people she considers useless (which is everyone until they prove otherwise) and isn’t afraid of letting people know where they stand in her opinion. But her crankiness is somehow likeable, and she really knows her blades. Her skill and expertise with them drives much of the Emberstars’ success in Ylraphon. Nothing makes her happier than a perfectly-crafted weapon. She is a true believer in the forge, and in how the Emberstar Exchange has allowed so many misfits and outlaws to join.
Quote: "I will make the Emberstar Exchange a success, even if I have to do it all myself."