In the last quest, my original character (a halfling rouge/cleric) had befriended a dwarf who was exiled from clan for one reason or another (we never did decide why xD) and they traveled as merchant (terrible merchants), but it gave my character an excuse not to donate money to his church (I ain't got none, the business takes a lot more money than you think!"). We met another player (a pixie) when he started to sell his wares in "our territory" (e.g. litterally across the street from us). The last player for a while we met while attempting to recover some moss for a necromancer (well, the pixie wasn't helping us so much as being an annoying tag alone), the Paladin. The perfect character to unwittingly help an evil insane necromancer. xD
The next players we met were a human druid and a human weretiger, that was outside Hillsfar (some what ironically). When we found out the dwarf my halfling had befriended was dead, he was angry. So angry that when faced with the chance to back down from the weretiger or continue fighting with 2 HP, he continued fighting and died. In all fairness, he critted like 3 times with a scythe. That'll hurt, alot.
After that, the paladin retired after witnessing the Necromancer pwn Hillsfar (something about not wanting to fight evil that powerful) with some backup from the Pixie. The druid also retired (called home or something). So at this point there's the weretiger and the Pixie, no characters from the original group (HEY! We're like Zao!).
In the next session, all the new characters met with the pixie and weretiger through one means or another. The druid player became a half-orc monk who met mine and the dwarf's new characters (Thunder Twin dwarfs sent to find the dwarf that died) while fighting an Ettin and we travled to the nearest town. There we met the Pixie by asking around the pub/inn if anybody had met or known a dwarf named Moobs. There also just happened to be an Air Gensai who demanded a stack of flapjacks in return for his services. We met a ranger a few sessions later. And in the very last session, we met another halfing rouge/cleric. Who was alright, but esstenitally useless in fighting the Lich other than saving use from a fireball trap.
The quest I'm in right now is a pseudo-continuation of the last, except all the characters met during the wedding of the other dwarf in Daggerfalls. Two dwarfs who are related by marriage and a raptorian who met my last dwarf while he was returning from Waterdeep to the Spine, so the Raptorian was invited to the wedding as well and got looped into this quest when my old dwarf said I can't go. However, he is playing another rouge/cleric who is the worst rogue and the worst cleric I have ever played with (I don't want to use my staff of power, I'll have less charges). And my brother is the worst fighter ever (I'll just stand back and take popshots with my crossbow instead of using my +1 Holy Bane of Orc Greatsword). At least his crossbow is +1 Shocking. Worst dwarf ever. xD At least we all get along, except for me saying that a rogue without ANY ranks in escape artist is useless even if he can fly. That made him upset. He repaid the favor when the two dwarfs in full armor couldn't climb up a rope due to a waterfall. Then his character lied to mine, which got him smacked in the face with a set of studded armor.