"[i]This is the place?[/i]"

"[i]This is [b]the place[/b]?[/i]"

If the young woman had two working eyes she'd be blinking them wildly. It was beautiful! To some this place may have seemed run down and overrun with vines and an overshadow of the "unknown" but to Zaray this was paradise. In her home town of Cryptea they had mysterious oceans and mounds of smelly trash. 

Working as a garbage collector had it's connotations but it put food in her belly and change in her pocket. The girl's father had been a garbage collector, and his father before him, so you could say the Lor family didn't have much going for them. Eventually she had gotten in cahoots with a group of fellow collectors who took to stealing the garbage and making a profit from it, scrapping metals and re-purposing items. They really meant it when they said one man's trash is another man's treasure. 

Eventually this wasn't enough for motley crew, and they pooled all their money to buy a shitty ship, to take to the other worlds and systems to steal other people's "trash". How exciting! Life became a bit more chaotic for Zaray as she constantly was on the run, not having anytime to settle down or create real relationships with anyone besides the enemies she created here and there. 

As different strings pulled the original crew apart, they took a huge leap deciding to scrap their ship they had worked so hard to buy, and just split the money and go their own ways. Zaray found herself a bit lost until she found this shop. It had been a rumor for awhile that this shop held a key to a treasure far beyond normal trash piles.

Walking in, Zaray tried not to make herself too noticeable as she looked at the items around the shop.