Lyra

Lyra sits in the bar, gently nursing her mug of cheap ale as she stewed in her own thoughts, she barely had enough money to last a month, let alone pay for a room for the night, stand she was thinking about ways to make money when she notices a notice on the public announcement board, it said, "Fighter wanted, dungeon raid soon and need physical attacker, 50 gold coins in payment upfront, even split of all of the loot found in dungeon." This was exactly what she needed, she payed her tab and took the flyer from the board. Two days later she met up at the spot designated by he flyer, and there was a caravan, great, just great, she hated riding with caravans, they were slow, prone to bandits, but she couldn't deny, getting free food and drink during the quest was good. Well.. that's a little annoying. But, it's better than nothing, she looked around, there were a few other adventurers, a sorcerer, a knight or two, even a bard. Then she saw the wizard in the corner of the campsite a small pile of magical tomes at thier side. Well hello there. Here for the dungeon raid I presume? It's nice to see a wizard at one of these things, god knows I've seen plenty of raids go by where the casters have no utility spells except for light.