The Council of Waterdeep

Lady Laeral Silverhand
Open Lord of Waterdeep
Lords' Alliance

We cannot stop what we do not understand.

Ambassador Connerad Brawnanvil
Delegate for the Dwarves of the North
Lords' Alliance

A sturdy axe, a strong hand to hold it, and a straight fight are all we dwarves need to end this little problem.

Lord Dagult Neverember
Lord Protector of Neverwinter
Lords' Alliance

The commoners need strong leaders to protect them—and to do what must be done even when it is distasteful.

Delaan Winterhound
Faction Delegate
Emerald Enclave

In all good hearts is a spot of darkness, and in all tragedy is a glimmer of light.

Sir Isteval
Knight of Cormyr, Representative for Daggerford
Lords' Alliance

Against Tiamat, we either stand together or fall alone. Who will stand with Cormyr?

King Melandrach
King of the Misty Forest
Lords' Alliance

We elves were once the greatest civilization to grace Faerun, and my people are heir to that history. I will not squander our waning strength.

Ontharr Frume
Faction Delegate
Order of the Gauntlet

The strong must defend the weak, whatever the cost.

Remallia Haventree
Faction Delegate
Harpers

Our failure would spell and end to all beautiful and honest things.

Taern "Thunderspells" Hornblade
High Mage of Silverymoon
Lords' Alliance

Calculated risks are necessary to win this war, and no one is likely to emerge unscathed.

Marshal Ulder Ravengard
Duke of Baldur's Gate
Lords' Alliance

I am trusted with protecting thousands of lives, and I will not betray that trust no matter what my personal desires.

Rian Nightshade
Faction Delegate
Zhentarim

I'm certain we can come to an agreement that all parties will favor. but if not, we have other means of settling the issue.

Solomon "Olo" Saltytooth

Halfling Rogue (Criminal)

[CHARACTER SHEET]

 The town of Phandalin is built on the ruins of an older settlement, vacant for five centuries until some hardy settlers set about rebuilding it some years back. Drawn by stories of gold and platinum in the nearby foothills, Olo came to Phandalin as well, not to earn a living, but to prey on those who struck it rich.

He joined a gang calling itself the Redbrands and made some decent coin as a burglar, enforcer, or fence. But he must have made an enemy among his fellow Redbrands. Someone set him up. On that person’s word, the head of the Redbrands—a wizard called Glasstaff—tried to have Olo killed. He escaped, barely alive and thanking Tymora, the goddess of good fortune, for his luck. He fled Phandalin, almost penniless and with only the tools of his trade to his name.

Death (session 44): Eaten by Tiamat.