The Mag Mell Travelers
A flapping of wings from above startles you and Aspen caws his displeasure at being surprised.
Leering down at you is a flesh colored gargoyle, whose protruding belly and pink bat wings cannot tear your eyes away from an enormous mouth and rows of razor sharp teeth.
“My servant Bertie will be seeking rumors about my lost forces. He will visit you from time to time and make sure you’re on the right path.”