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.

But loneliness that deep gets into the marrow. Now that I’m here - among friends - I can feel it burning out of me. Little by little, step by step.

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

Fine, I guess I'll just stay here and eat dirt or whatever.

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