A fusion between Rust and Chrysocolla, Unakite is a crusty old curmudgeon who would be a threat if they actually gave a damn about anything. Fortunately, they don’t. They’re a hermit that prefers loafing in abandoned farm houses to any kind of gem or human contact. The only reason they’d seek out someone is for personal gain. They’re always open to trade their knowledge for artifacts, secrets, or other rare forms of payment. The trade is almost never worth it