What's the problem with dividing 14 into 5 players? Two of each type.
/Although, in any case, I'm not taking anything, so it doesn't matter to me./
Sirocco accepted the return of his memories and equipment as a matter of course. However, he was saddened by the deaths he had witnessed. Although it wasn't apparent on the outside, each day he became more and more convinced of the validity of the task that the Dungeon had given him. There are people who are completely devoted to the affairs of darkness and have no possibility, not even the slightest, of understanding and correcting themselves. And, although it's unpleasant to interact with them, that's just life. Sometimes there is no choice.
Putting aside his staff, the camelid sits in some crowded place and begins philosophical reflections. His mind should be occupied with something before what awaits them all.