A Group of Mercenaries that is almost completely composed of lizard folk
A small brass bell…with a deadly power.
"He travels the seas looking for what cant be found. To his love his heart is still bound"
In a high canyon in the mountains, the players find a skeleton in a cage suspended from a pole. A few miles further, they find another, and a third contains a partially rotten corpse. The fourth contains a living man who looks as if he hasn't eaten in days. Turns out to be the local way of punishing criminals.