The Companions
Sharwyn: Who's this? Some poor soul straggling in off the diseased streets? Are you here to join our ranks and beg for an employer... or are you actually here to hire someone?
Linu La'neral: Please madam, I already told you that I didn't mean to step on your cat, it ran right in front... oh, you're not her.
Tomi Undergallows: Why, hullo there! You have the smell of a prospective employer about you, m'lady. Not that it's easy to smell anything with all the burning corpses in this city, mind you. Never seen this many flies outside of a Calimshite alehouse.
Grimnaw: I know you. You were at the Academy during the slaughter of the students. You were there when the assassins came.
Daelen Red Tiger: Greetings, madam. I see you are not yet infected by the plague that ravages Neverwinter. Among such suffering and misery we who are not yet afflicted must be grateful for our health.
