A Party Leader's Work Is Never Finished

It is very surprising how popular our party has become so quickly. Within a few days of establishing ourselves, we have grown in number from five to nearly twenty. I am still very new to this leadership role, so I thought it was best to write tonight and use it as a way to remember our members.
 
Craea, she has been with me for weeks and the more time I spend with her, the more I worry that her choices will cause me to smite her so that I am not forced into a moral dilemma due her perchance of smelling money in close proximity. Her thievery has gotten us nothing but trouble so far, and unlike a standard person, her personality and her blue skin make her stand out far too much.
 
Sarie, the somewhat monotonous and sarcastic sister of Craea. Sarie does not yet get on my nerves, but her sharp tongue will get us in the same about of trouble or possibly more than the sticky fingers of her sister. I do not look forward to being the face of a party with this much mischief that needs to be managed.
 
Patch, he is a very grumpy tabaxi, monotone in his voice. I never thought I would find someone that found less humor in things than my father on most occasions but it seems that I have. His abilities with magic and science are far beyond me, but he is odd and already has an injury because the barbarian and the fighter might have gotten carried away.
 
Snapper, I quite like this little bird. He seems to be the mother that the sisters need, hopefully keeping them in line. It was a pleasure watching him take care of the child, while the language was a barrier, the bird was so kind and helpful. His cooking is also quite fantastic and I was rather surprised at this.
 
Squall, I have enjoyed her company greatly over the past few weeks. While mapmaking is her specialty, it is still nice to have someone of the divine persuasion in this group, not only for healing in times of need, but because our morals often align. I may have been somewhat unsure of her in the beginning, but she is a great person to have in the party.
 
Rat, he seems a nice enough fellow but I notice that he may be missing a portion of his memories. His enjoyment of apples is almost comical, but it is a great way to lighten our spirits. It seems he is afraid of little, which is a great change when there seems to be a variety of odd fears in the group.
 
Zalkin, I have yet to speak with the Otterfolk much as of yet, but I enjoyed my time in Otterton and wish to learn more about their culture. He seems slightly different from those I met in the little town, but it may be because his profession is much different, its darker and more a part of his past. Even so, it seems all otters like heat pats.
 
Khalsinn, it is wonderful to have an old friend back. Her knowledge of diplomacy with specific groups seems to add to Sarie's skills but Khalsinn is more proficient with weapons than I could ever hope to be. Her and Miz are deadly duo, one that I would always rather have on my side.
 
Miz'ri, she is quiet, but from the whispers of Khalsinn, her silence makes sense. She is deadly in her skills and her knowledge of the Underdark and certain things is far beyond anyone else in the group. I hope over time that we can become the friends that Khalsinn and I are.
 
Syndra, it is like having family with me. She may not be my sister, but we grew up together and having her here with me is almost as if Mother's support is real and standing next to me. She has been quiet amongst the group, but she will come out of it over time. I am beyond grateful that she is here.
 
Kya, a hot-headed firbolg, a most interesting ranger. I have seen rangers before yet I have never seen any of them use a bear trap with the finesse that Kya does. Everything is an afront to her though so sometimes we must be careful in our words. Even so, she considers all fey brethren, which is definitely an interesting sentiment.
 
Narinn, a somewhat silent dragonborn. I have very little experience with dragonborn so I am still unsure what to think about him. I have also never heard of dragonborn druids, but he seems to take his ancestry to heart, something I understand completely. Maybe more time will allow me to better understand the dragonborn.
 
Iceworn, this is the one person in the group I feel should go the furthest against my morals but he has done nothing yet that is evil or bad. He has a different outlook on things, which I guess centuries of life will cause that. I see myself wise beyond my years but the warforged has seen more than I could ever see.
 
Lord Caelo, an oddity of course. He does not seem completely human but I cannot put my finger on what is off about him. So far he has added to the party through gambling, but his full worth should show in time. His connections due to his status may be more helpful than we know.
 
For now, we rest before we head to the Starlit Tower. Finally, I will enter and explore the place that Father sent me here for, much more than my class allowed. It could be an interesting experience, especially with the group that we have now.