Strange, rat-like humanoids from the stars is a simple way of putting it. Technically correct but it does not describe the beauty of their language, or the ingenuity of their scavenging ways. Their scavenging ways are obvious given what they carry and the patchwork armour that they wear. Some sages maintain that they are the remnant of a star-travelling civilization that collapsed, and left its peoples scattered in remote, barren places where their foes could not find them. Now they subsist on junk that falls to their homes. Although not inherently vicious, if presented with a great enough opportunity, especially a great enough bargain they can be great allies. Instinct: To scavenge

• Unerringly find things of use or value
• Disappear in a cloud of metal scrap
• Whistle a song to call more of its tribe