Myuuzu

The most infuriatingly calm merchant in the Crystal Highlands of Armaria, they called Myuuzu. This was before they partnered with a rock wizard whose primary research method was 'controlled' explosions. Their first meeting involved Myuuzu’s entire cart of polished monolith shards being turned to glittering dust. Myuuzu didn’t even blink. They simply presented a bill for damages that the wizard couldn’t possibly pay. The alternative? An indefinite partnership. Myuuzu would source the rarest components; the wizard would provide magical security—and endless headaches. These days, one handles the deals with a poker face and a hand near their katana, while the other tries not to set fire to the profits. It's a terrible business model, but they haven't missed a sunset together yet.