The Rebrands

The Rebrands are a team of adventurers initially brought together under the employ of the dwarven antiquarian Gundren Rockseeker in order to revitalize the Spellforge and the nearby settlement of Phandalin. Since then, they have become entrenched in the political scene along the western coast of the continent and work as protectors of Phandalin and their interests there.

Members:

* Purpose (tiefling rogue/warlock)
* Asher Umberwood (human cleric)
* Seeker(s) (human ranger)
* Sherloki Helmsdeep (half-elf wizard)
* Silas n'Barin (aasimar paladin)
* Asphodel (half-elf druid) (former)
* Lana Deadoath (human fighter) (former)
* Daywin Broadback (gnome wizard) (former)

Allies

* Gundren Rockseeker
* Felix
* Sildar Hallwinter
* Rathos and Keegan Bloodghost
* Delco the Djinni
* The Gale
* The Alliance
* The Fists of Wrath and their allied Order of the Gauntlet factions
* Azalea of the Seekers of the Long Death
* The Twilight Guardians
* Tristam (formerly of The Ospreys)
* The settlers at Thundertree, led by Cyra
* Nimozaran the Green, High Wizard of Fallcrest
* The standing army of Phandalin
* A small squadron of gith hunters led by Nar.
* Reidoth the druid of Phandalin
* The Thundertree
* Alphonse, an archeologist from Neverwinter captured by a mind flayer while exploring the Drow city of Drizdophane
* Tanager Berrybelch, a gnomish "adventurer"
* The Shadar-kai resistance in Letherna, including Cormac, Cathal, the fence Emer, the leader Mab, and the frost giant Grymra
* Viola & Korine, former mercenaries and now members of the Phandalin standing army

Enemies

* Nerrad and his Creators
* The Inevitables
* Amros Kamroth and his allied Order of the Gauntlet factions
* Windfall Corporation
* The deep dragon Sekarimundi
* The Witch
* The Inevitables, a group of constructs created by a long-forgotten empire.
* An unnamed mind flayer
* Azrakan, a young blue dragon (deceased)
* Nezznar, the Black Spider (deceased)
* Iarno, AKA Glasstaff (deceased)

Other Known Associates

* King Elidyr and the City of Brass (tenuous allies)
* A corresponding group of Asher, Seeker, Purpose, & Sherloki from another time period.
* An organization called Aegis
* Olhydra, the Princess of Evil Water and the sole surviving primordial
* The Oak Mother, a dryad holding a small realm beneath the city of Neverwinter
* A gray slaad
* Maya, the Rakshasa proprietor of the Final Rest Inn
* Benjamin & Elgin, two ancient adventurers rescued from a magical sleep in Sekarimundi's lair and given over the the Oak Mother

**A Narrative of one of the Rebrands early encounters**

**The Rebrands** Embrace the Heart of the Tree

Exhausted from the battle with the wooden beasts the company known as **the Rebrands** were overcome with the feeling of peace emanating from the wooded entity before them. The heroes laid back and let the branches envelop them. As the limbs and leaves wrapped around their bodies, they could feel no ill intent and were lifted high into the centre of the tree. The height and the speed with which they were raised should have brought fear but instead they felt only love and affection, a feeling not dissimilar to that a parent would have when embracing a child.

They were set down in a large chamber formed inside the tree. It felt safe and secure, the foliage formed walls and a warm canopy, light streamed between the branches in beams which cut through the shadows. In front of them they saw a figure, twice the height of a human and with the same basic form, but faceless and made of polished ever shifting wood. Later when they discussed this event they would learn that what they each saw, while similar in structure, was informed by their own experiences. While Sherloki Helmsdeep, Seeker and Purpose were unsure the other two members of the party felt an immediate affinity for this enigmatic figure.

The Druidic Priestess, Asphodel, while unable to specifically identify this being, knew they were a divine being of the Old Faith who loved and protected the lands and people under their care. They were in anguish but held no malice. They needed help.

Asher felt generations of Umberwoods and the legacy of Thundertree intertwined with the Light of Lithandar. It ran through the essence of this being. Awestruck Asher tried to regain composure and knelt. “You are the heart of the Thundertree!” she exclaimed.

“*No...and yes, Asher the Dawnbringer. As a child of Thundertree you should know best that we are more than the heart of The Tree. We are the spirit and soul that make up the legacy of Thundertree, we are the heart of the tree, the tree is our heart. We exist inside the tree and the tree exists inside us. We are The Tree, and for ages, in your reality, we took care of the people of Thundertree. gave them gifts and protection and most importantly love. As mortals you seek specifics and detail but is it not enough to know that we are just The Tree and you are loved.*

*For ages we protected Thundertree in a peaceful world, but mortals do not seem to be able to live in peace and they seek out chaos. Evil and conflict spread across the land as it has done time and time again in ages past. As darkness raged across the land a sickness overtook us. Our branches withered, our leaves turned brown and our trunk wasted away. Our gifts turned foul and evil spewed forth from our roots until we knew we had to remove ourselves from your existence in order to protect our people. We came to this place where once again we could be pure.”*

An exasperated sigh came from the shadows, and the glint of Purpose’s eyes pierced the darkness. The tiefling, rouge asked, “Um, do you think, just maybe, the baby Blue Dragon living under your roots could be what made you sick?” He snickered as he slunk back into the corner.

“*I know nothing of a Blue Dragon, but a chromatic Dragon is never a good omen. It is likely that our sickness was at least contributed to by the presence of this mighty and foul creature...”*

“Technically, I am not sure I would call it that mighty.” Sherloki the Necromancer and Scientist interrupted. “As I am sure you know, Dragons live for thousands of years and this one was small and a youngling, hardly what I would call a mighty creature, but certainly a strong beast. Now its fore bearer whose remains were there, that at one time was mighty beast. According to my calculations I would estimate its age to be at least...”

“T*hank you for your insight Sherloki but it can wait. If we may continue.”* The Tree boomed*. “A Dragon of any age is foul and could contribute to our condition in your reality. It’s existence should be quashed but that is not our concern now. We exist here in this space where our branches reach high, where the sun caresses our leaves, where our wood is strong and most importantly where we have peace. Your company being here proves that travel is possible and simple between this plane and your own, surely this can only bring evil. This cannot happen.”*

“Interesting that you should mention that. The Dragon did seem eager to get here, clearly he craves the energy that you emanate.” mused Sherloki.

“*Again, that cannot happen! The beast cannot come here and probably should be ended. We will ask nothing of you except that you decide to stay or go, you cannot travel to and fro between reality. Each slide between planes tears the fabric that separates them and makes this travel easier. This can only bring pain and suffering upon our people.”*

“*Rest tonight, I offer you sustenance and warmth. There are gifts for all of you. Each of you must decide with your own heart what you will do.”*

“*Asher Umberwood, Lithandar can guide your decision. There is much here you can learn about your heritage and about Thundertree, and you will be at peace. But will your heart be full if your actual destiny is to help bring prosperity and strength back to your own Thundertree?”*

“*Sherloki Helmsdeep, more than any you understand my quandary. You are out of time and can not return to where you truly belong. Like Asher, this Thundertreee is familiar to you and you will find it peaceful, but you have found companions and friends in your new reality, that too can bring you peace.”*

“*Fair Druid Asphodel, Priestess of the Circle Of the Land. Your connection to the Old Gods when cultivated and strengthened will bring you peace wherever you reside. You must ask yourself is it where you are or who you are with that brings you peace.”*

“*Purpose, my tiefling rouge. You have a restless spirit and I suspect this is not the place for you, the treasure you seek is likely not here, but if you desire it stay and be at peace. You do not know it yet but a new path has unfolded in front of you, and you have a new master to serve. That path, while it may wind and twist should eventually bring you peace.”*

“*Finally, the Ranger who calls himself Seeker who believes he walks alone. Your path is set and peace is elusive to you. I fear you will not find it until your oath is fulfilled, if then. Perhaps that is the Seekers legacy, to help others find their peace and respite while never finding it for yourself. I sense resolve in your heart, you have already decided your course of action”*

With that Seeker, who was uncharacteristically quiet during this encounter stood up to speak. His companions looked at each other fearing and knowing what would come next. From the shadowy corner Purpose’s voice could be heard, almost muttering under his breath, “Dammit, he is going to say it. I know he is going to say it.”

Seekers voice rang out as he proclaimed. “That’s it. Lets go kill a fucking Dragon!”