"If they stay as a working force of that wizard, it will be the first honest job this lot would be doing in their existence. Payment for their crimes too, I would say. But as you wish. Honor, Sylcan shall we go?"

Honor

 Honor turns to Naivara. "You said you wanted to go to Phandalin?"

Naivara:

"I... um..." Naivara looks around, "I just... um... do you want to go to Phandalin?"

Honor

"It sounded like you wanted to --" she indicates Kierro as well. "I haven't a preference."

"I don't have too much use for the small halfling's body."  Hamun says as he comes up out of the hollow area where the cache had been.  "I will keep the 2 in red cloaks and the bugbear though, as they will make good undead servants to replace those who were destroyed in the combat earlier."  He nods to where the bodies are stored in the back corner of the tower.  "Feel free to take whatever gear you want from them though, as zombies don't have any use for those things anyway."

(Let me know if you are taking any of the gear from the bugbear or the two dead redcloaks.)

Naivara:

"They didn't seem to want to..." Naivara says, nodding at Vilana and Sylcan.

Latrius will take the short sword, nodding at the mage in thanks.

Mylene - Leto - All

Mylene looks to the other Erased with a look of shock, and then draws her lips into a thin line. “I said I remember the world. The world as it was. I don’t know if we are in some remote region or if we’ve been in some stasis so long things have become unrecognizable, but this should matter to you, to all of you. Your memories were taken. Your possessions have been in circulation for years. Years. Where have you been all these years? This matters, people. Or it should.”

Mylene helps Leto to his feet, and gestures to the rod. “Yours, I believe, Leto. Do let me know what information it brings back to you. I am... I am very glad you are not dead.”

Turning back to all the Erased, and speaking with as much dignity as she can in her half dead state, Mylene continues. “How can you just scamper about so haphazardly, separated, refusing to collectively share information about what is clearly a collective problem?  You’re jumping into peoples business, into their problems, pretending you’re carefree adventurers who belong here and not amnesiac aberrations whose souls and memories are scattered from your bodies. I implore you - learn from this lesson. You allowed everyone to do as they please, and that allowed Tessa to become an absolutely force of chaos and destruction. We need to organize. We need to focus our efforts.”

Kierro, to Honor:

"Yes, that's where we're headed." Kierro replies. "I'd be glad if you'd join us."

Honor

Honor ignores Mylene. "Let's take Tessa and go, then. We can work out where once we're away from here." She'll take any arrows that are available.

Latrius:

Latrius also ignores Mylene, and joins whoever’s heading back to Phandalin.  If nothing else happens before they continue:

‘Stealth: 29

(That’s with a +10 and advantage, by the way.)

Naivara also scavenges for arrows

Mylene - Honor - All

”Excuse me, I know I still have some ringing in my ears, but can none of you hear me? Honor, Tessa is responsible for the deaths of several of my people. You laughed - laughed! - when she stabbed Walter the last time we met. You exalted in seeing our last attempt at forming a counsel collapse because of that mad halfling’s arbitrary violence,” Mylene says. “What makes you so bloody contemptuous of the notion of order? Of the slightest bit of organization? You remember nothing of your past, yet enough to be rejoice in chaos and carnage, so long as your remain free to act on your every whim, beholden to no order or cause? It’s absurd. Show a bit of rational thought. We are better off working together in an organized fashion to solve this, no matter how much the notion of order burns your wild soul.”

Kierro:

Kierro sighs and turns toward Mylene: "You're right about that - we should be travelling together and sharing what we find. It's for the benefit of all of us."

"That's why I want you and Leto to come back with us. You'll tell us what you know, I'll tell everyone what I know, et cetra. But you're going to drop the 'noble' act. Noble in your past life or not, we're all currently in this as equals. You're not above us, we're not above you. As long as that stays constant, we should all be fine. The moment it starts up again, everyone is going to leave. Got it? Nobody's your underling, or your servants. End of discussion."

Mylene - Kierro

”Kierro, as I said, you showed a shred of reason and logic before. If you agree we’re best off pooling our resources, then surely you agree we need leadership! Nine, now eight, disparate individuals of unpredictable character and unknown background - even to themselves - traveling together without leadership, that isn’t a group, that’s a moving disaster. A tornado, a maelstrom of destruction waiting to happen. We don’t need another Tessa. I’m asking you, and everyone, to bury your ridiculous willfulness and pride without origin just long enough to get our gods damned memories back. Is that really so difficult, so much to ask? Again, a counsel of three is the only thing that makes sense, some structure to this endeavor. You must see that.”

Latrius:

Latrius sighs.

"Ever heard the expression 'beating a dead horse' Mylene?  Because that's what you're doing.  Your plan obviously isn't going to fly."

Mylene - Latrius - All

”What makes you so irrational Latrius? Further, so in love with irrationality? You and Honor alike seem to delight in the random and the arbitrary. You recoil from structure and purpose - even to your own detriment. You’re unwilling to participate in the slightest bit of organization and hierarchy, putting pride before your own good. What makes you like this?” She shakes her head, frustrated and exhausted. “I’m beginning to wonder, more and more, if this is even real. You’re not behaving like humans and Demi humans, but untamed animals. Even prideful people will show a tendency towards self preservation. This is purely beyond reason.”

Kierro:

"All of us watching each others' backs, sharing what we learn, helping each other up when we can, that's not anywhere close to chaos or irrationality. That's simply a way for us to support each other and solve this memory crisis easier. Leaders will emerge, guiding the others forward when it's needed, but we don't need any amount of us ordering the others about. That's what drives people away."

"I want you to come with us. I want to see you and everyone else get your memories back. We'll protect each other. Please... you're one of us, I know you know that."

Naivara, All:

"Will you all please just shut up!" Naivara finally yells out. "We are going around and around in circles and never actually come to any kind of solution! We've got one of us dead, and all of you are just sitting here arguing and not actually solving anything!" Her fists are clenched at her side and she seems one part distressed and two parts angry.

Honor

Honor turns to Vilana. "We should leave now before I do something rash after all."

(ETA: Lol, let's say Honor says this just before Naivara's outburst.)