Break of Dusk.

It has been a long while since I have seen the moon. It's a nice sight.

My wounds still show, but the pain has faded. As do all things...in time. I find myself pondering what my goal is in Waterdeep. I seem to have painted some sort of image of me having a death wish to the local populace.

It couldn't be further from the truth. No, I suffer from boredom. This "City of Wonders" has done little to peak my interest. I'm becoming so desperate for the slightest deviation from my normal routine...

I followed someone into an alley last night...I didn't like their smell. I didn't like their walk. Now they aren't a problem anymore. 

Not for me...

Not for anyone.