Bandits of the Double Caldera
Formerly, a ragtag band of freedom fighters. They were feisty, plucky, and dauntless. Heavily outnumbered, they laughed in the face of danger.
There were five of them. Each had bonded with a spirit, represented by a color.
In Midwinter, the party persuaded them to laugh in the face of the Obsidian Warlord, to keep him from messing with the war in the north. Sadly, the Warlord caught them, and they are now dead.