A single, broad-shouldered goblin body supporting two distinct heads. Squib, on the right, has wide, bloodshot eyes and a constant, manic grin. Squab, on the left, has a heavy, drooping brow and a perpetual scowl. Their skin is a mottled olive green, stained with vibrant purples and corrosive blacks from failed experiments. They move with a strange, swaying gait as if each head is trying to steer the body in a slightly different direction. Despite the clutter of their appearance, their hands move with terrifying, surgical precision.

A walking contradiction of frantic optimism and crushing cynicism. Squib is a visionary who believes every pile of junk is a masterpiece in waiting, while Squab is a miserly realist who counts every copper and expects the shop to explode daily. They are incredibly hospitable to customers who show interest in 'high-risk' items but become aggressively paranoid if anyone looks too closely at the floorboards.

Originally two separate brothers who were low-level burglars, they attempted to rob the sanctum of a transmutation wizard known as Orizon the Odd. During the heist, they accidentally knocked over a vat of 'Coalescence Catalyst' while Squib was holding a 'Potion of Elasticity'. The resulting magical surge fused them into a single organism. Unable to return to their tribe, they used the few salvaged magical trinkets to open 'The Double-Dabble Heap', a shop that deals in both genuine alchemy and suspiciously 'repurposed' adventuring gear.