<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/bc/ef/e0/bcefe0d392501ce8e5baf5cb8bf80ad2.jpg)</div><strong>Sarasan Orgabe</strong>(http://www.orcpub.com/dungeons-and-dragons/5th-edition/character/list/96209)<br/><br/>Sarasan, her gear hanging from a burlap bag held in one hand and her sandals dangling from the other, walked across the beach and toward the base camp. She had thought to find an inn and get a room, making herself at home, before exploring, but she could not resist satisfying her curiosity first. She walked slowly into the camp, glancing at the various structures but mostly eyeing the other adventurers she saw. It gave her a thrill to be in the company of so much talent, even if some of them were competitors for treasure. This was a far cry from the city streets where she had lived her life until now, and Sarasan was brimming with the excitement of this new adventure.<br/><br/>She glanced up at the magic eye following her, floating up there like an insect that won't leave you alone. She knew she was going to have to get used to its presence, but it still gave her the creeps. She made an obscene gesture at it with a frowning grin, then returned her attention to the camp around her.<br/><br/>Despite the freshness of the island, some semblance of civilization had begun growing here. Mostly, she figured, what fragments of society lived and worked here catered to the adventurers.