Mirela

• She would like you to believe she's a dragon. In reality, she's more of a fuzzy lizard.
• She has no magical ability whatsoever.

Mirela is a greedy little lizard who will gladly chase after anything shiny that she lays eyes on. She has a deep desire to hoard shiny things (regardless of actual value) and will gladly steal them if given the chance. While she has sticky paws, she's not mean or cruel, and she's very motherly and protective of those who share her caravan with her. She is absolutely negotiable- if a hard businesswoman, so trading with her for her shinies is entirely possible. Just make sure you bring a bigger, sparkly shiny than the one you're trying to get. 

She is pretty insecure about the fact she's only a lizard- she'd rather you call her a dragon than call her out on her real species (Probably, because being a dragon is much more intimidating). If you refer to her as a lizard she'll get huffy and puffy about it. 

She is a very simple individual, while she isn't stupid- she's found the one thing that makes her happy. She prefers to be as uncomplicated as possible and keep optimistic. She takes problems as they come to her, and because of that, she often ends up a positive person to have around. She'll tell you the simplest solutions to problems, and clear the haze of thinking too much in her words. While her advice isn't always the best, she certainly has a perspective that ends up surprising people at times.

While she can come across as airheaded, she is very much political and adheres to her 'rules'. She can develop quite a stern rebuke when crossed. She's gotta be the boss somehow.

Mirela grew up in a colony of her kind. Intelligent- but secretive lizardcreatures native to the tundras of Caisos. Her kind rarely interacted with humans, who in turn rarely crossed their territories. Mirela, however, was always fascinated by them. Ever since seeing a travelling hunter (And nearly meeting the business end of his crossbow) she became entranced with the shiny things the humans carried and wore. Her first collection- a steel arrowhead, she keeps to this day. She sought out the human cities, cutting them off from threatening her by showing how intelligent she was. (She learned the human tongue later on). 

She eventually befriended an elderly trader who owned the caravan before her, who taught her the fine art of negotiating for shinies- which by far was better than getting threatened for stealing them. After his passing, she took over the caravan herself, taking the place as its new head of trade.