Nomad's Tabernacle came to town at Mistmas. Nomad brought with him some exceptional wares for purchase.
Nomad is a Unknown, an odd looking figure. Layers and layers of loose-fitting clothing obscure the creature's proper shape, and the bevvy of layered masks peeking out from its hood do you no favors in identifying it. You get the strange feeling that, from one moment to the next, it’s peering out at you from a different one of its facades. When it moves, it’s sometimes birdlike, with its masks following after its many draperies, and at other times like a mammal, with what must be its body following what must be its head.
When Nomad speaks, their words form, unbidden, in your own head, with perfect clarity, the voice a mixture of every important person in your life at the same time.