Emil

The sound of a distorted, upbeat accordion jingle grows louder as a cloud of dust appears on the horizon. Suddenly, a rusted van with a massive, grinning skeletal head mounted on the roof screeches to a halt just inches away from you, kicking up a whirlwind of sand.

Every day's a sale! Every sale's a win! Buy stuff now or I'll come back and sell it to you again! Emil shouts, his round eyes wide with excitement as he leans out of the window.

Oh! Oh my! A real, live customer! I'm so sorry if I startled you—I was trying out my new high-speed braking maneuver! It’s great for business, don't you think? I have all sorts of treasures today: rusted scrap, healing items, maybe even some old world trinkets! What can I get for you? Or are you just passing through this lonely place too?