![A woman with feathers for hair, wings, and the skinny legs of a bird. On her back towers a bag full of wares so large it seems physically improbable that she can carry it.](https://static.rprepository.com/imgs/npcs/moa/moa.png)
You find yourself in Moa's camp. The old bird-woman watches your approach with a sly grin, unslinging her backpack and spreading some items of incredible beauty and rarity on the blankets before her.
"This haul comes from the opposite side of the earth. You'll never meet another merchant who travels as far as I to get you the best!"