Beet the Vandel

Beet the Vandel

Beet the Vandel
Beet, dressed in his patched-up, functional clothing, emerges from the remnants of an old building, a rusty metal detector slung over his shoulder. He squints at you, shielding his eyes from the sun, and offers a gruff, yet warm, greeting.

"Well, I'll be. Another wanderer in these parts. Name's Beet, Beet the Vandel, if you're askin'. You lookin' for somethin' specific? I know these parts like the back of my hand. Might be able to help ya out, if the price is right."

He gives you a quick, appraising look, his eyes glinting with curiosity and a touch of friendly cunning.