Editing They Came from the North (section)

==Supporting Cast==
===Allies===
'''Bek''' - Sent to assist and keep an eye on the PCs by their unknown employer. A soldier, physician and alchemist, a wiry middle-aged man with a vexingly superior air and a suspicious-looking goatee. He seems fairly experienced with the rougher side of life, and could probably beat any one or even two of the PCs in a fair fight. All in all, a useful dude. He's also the one who actually hired the group, the boss wanting to stay hands-off and anonymous. Has two mules, Margrath and Mordred.

'''[[Rashid:Character_Sheet|Rashid the Grey]]''' - A young wizard out for gold, glory and most of all knowledge.

'''Muric''' - A former servant of Gallmoth hired to help you. He's a local boy from Smallford, moderately affluent during his employment with the wizard but has since fallen on tough times. A good dogsbody and a decent farmhand, but won't be much help in any fight more serious than a neighborly bar brawl.

===Enemies===
'''Gallmoth''' - The sorcerous target of your first misadventure. He came to Veroth with an unusually far-ranging merchant caravan of the serpent people some twenty years ago; the merchants didn't even stop to trade, but turned their shaggy camels and hurried back to their high plains home as soon as they had unloaded his things. Gallmoth, however, somehow acquired an audience with the King, and soon afterwards settled in a small town comfortably removed from the city itself. Those familiar with eastern peoples say he's not from the steppes, nor from the lowlands to their south, but from somewhere even further east. He's a tall, thin scarecrow of a man, they say, pale like a dead thing and hairless from pate to toe - though how anyone would know that is a mystery, since he goes invariably robed and hooded in curiously mottled grey silk, so that one never sees more of his skin than ten spidery fingers, nor anything of his face save for the tip of a nose sharp and hooked as a raptor's beak and a pair of narrow, gleaming eyes. He's a cannibal, a necromancer, a demon, a fallen god - the area has adopted him as their very own local bugbear with whom to impress strangers and scare children into obedience.

Your employer, though, thinks him no more than a man - powerful and skilled in the arcane arts, to be sure, and an exceedingly cruel and capricious neighbor by all accounts, but still just a man with whom other suitably talented men may deal, or deal away with. Bek has contacted a person in Smallford who can provide you with a rough plan of his spired manor, and most other locals could probably be persuaded to help you, too, as long as it meant no risk to themselves.