Enjoy myself? There's a worm in my brain, I'm surrounded by idiots, and all I've got to drink is wine that tastes like vinegar.

You could've asked me to do the same - to throw myself at her, what I wanted be damned. But you didn’t. And I’m grateful.

Go on. Give the worgs some Booze! They'll love it.

Smashing! Soon, my friend - soon we can share a flagon of something liquid and a tale of derring-do!

I want to wake up beside a handsome virgin every morning, but life doesn't give us what we want.

Tread carefully, now. Not even a god would survive sacrificing me.

Let's see. I hail from Waterdeep, the City of Splendours. I'm a wizard of considerable acclaim and scholar of exceptional accomplishment. I have a cat, a library and a weakness for a good glass of wine. And if the mood takes me I'm known to try my hand at poetry.

Findal: "Oh, thank you, thank you. I thought I was going to die down here."
Player: "Don't thank me yet. I'm here to finish what they started."

How would you feel about helping me kill some evil bastards?

Kiss my arse. I'm the Lord of Murder - I'll show you why.

Peace. Enjoy it while it lasts.

You must be careful what you wish for lest your wish be granted. For there are consequences.

There once were two sisters, Night and Death,
Death large, and Night small,
Night had the beauty of dreams, while Death,
Death was most lovely of all -

Hey nonny nonny, hey nonny nonny!
Death was most lovely of all.

Seedy bars, betrayal, a beguiling woman... Sounds like something out of a pulpy noir thriller.
"Pepe was used to listening to his customers' complaints. But now it was he who needed to get something off his chest. It was the same old story - an unfaithful wife, in a city where everything was uncertain..."