I recently met a "Reptile Man Tanner" in a human town, in the most crowded building I had yet found. He had a bunch of *coins* in a masterwork bag, superior to masterwork clothes decorated with gems and the body parts of rare animals (elephant seal tooth?), and seventy-seven pages of crafts made from human and (a few...pages) dwarf body parts. His weapon of choice? A superior-quality silver boning knife decorated with "bands of rectangular serpentine cabochons." He introduced himself as Imcor Mucklord, a very respectable name (not). He "wassss a ssscout" who admitted to killing sixteen humans while "sstalking Joinssubmerged," seventy-five while stalking "Coverworld," and seventeen while stalking "Blamelessssgrave," among others. He was also a woodcutter for 10 years, a fishery worker for 10, and had been a tanner for ten. Creepy...I accused him of being a night creature for fun, and due to suspicion due to the fact that he was 99% covered in human hair, bone, and so forth, AND that he claimed to be at least 57 years old assuming he could be a fishery worker from the day he hatched. He introduced himself as a vampire and told me to die. No kill list though.
Oh, and a couple of people who showed up in the Attack list were described as "Cultists." I spilled the vampire's guts as a civilian miner began carving through the cultists along with my companions (an adventureless adventurer and a former hunter) and the other civilians. Notably, the miner cut off some guy's hand. I decided to try punching out the vampire's teeth, which failed. The miner continued to cut off limbs, culminating in cutting off the vampire's right lower arm, which had pages of bracelets, earrings, and stuff on it. The vampire bled to death...
...and wasn't my kill, damnations. I located the miner and offered him a chance to join my party. He refused, so I reminded him of my impressive blows on the vampire (or spread the news or something), and he said he was unfit to brave danger with me. Oh, and he didn't have any services for me to do. Apparently, making him spill his guts literally and figuratively promoted me to Total Herohood. I drink some blood off my axe and chop off a cultist's hand, one of my pals spat out someone's tounge (which I plan to keep), chopped off the cultist's other hand, watched someone stab my kill in the head fatally, and split the skull of the last living cultist with one blow of my silver axe. I accidentally fast-travel after starting to loot the bodies, thankfully grabbing a couple pouches and the awesome knife the vampire had, then started stealing some of the rest of the stuff after returning instantly. Hey, he was wearing a long skirt! And a dress! I stole the vamp's pimped-out clothes to sell and a dwarf beard amulet and a pair of tooth crowns because they're awesome. I also steal the best of the cultists' clothes, including a giant sperm whale leather loincloth. After putting on my choice of swag (the purloined jewelry, aforementioned loincloth, a great horned owl hood that I imagine still had the owl horns, an emperor penguin leather cloak) and stealing some of the rest, I located the vampire's body parts, took them, and began my quest to transcend mortality.
What do shops look like, again?