Kisep
The kenku has been silent for a while, taking in the news that he is not the only one to receive a mysterious note and that this Wilie halfling seems to know little more than they. With his characteristic manner, Kisep studies each 'hero' carefully before moving to the next. A capable bunch, by the looks of things. He wonders for what purpose they were brought together.
"I did not feel any magical impulse to travel here today," Kisep says in the common trade language of Bard's Gate, with a distinctly eastern accent -- that's what people expect, is it not? "Always have I felt a need to visit the great city of bards, for I, too, am one of such minstrels. My name is Kisep, I am a storyteller and somewhat proficient with string instruments."
Holding up his magical citern to prove his point, Kisep continues. "So none of us knows the true reason for being here today, apart from the note we received. I imagine that whoever wrote it, will make their presence known soon enough and things will become clear. In the meantime, I'd like to try the local cuisine; I'm dying to try something other than my dusty old travel rations."