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    Here you are yet again home sweet home! you stop to inhale deeply as one smells a rose. the scent of smoke beer stew roasted meats blood sweat and rancid body odor mix and tease your nose the common music of a bar laughter, shouting, jokes about your mother... which leads to bar fights that result in the removal of body's and the parts that belonged to the deceased owner, another failure sound is a metallic ring of dropped steel platters steins as they resound off the cobble stone flooring, this chaotic sound to you is bliss .... to others it is a headache! i sit in my normal spot next to the window or more common to me the emergency exit the bar owner is used to me jumping out the window in times of need, i pay in advance so the bar keep doesn't flip a cauldron! i reminisce about why i am so fond of this place when i wasn't busy among the ranks of section five i spent my time in the boar and sickle a local bar which suite my needs as a part time mercenary! this is also where i drank my first pitcher of beer passed out and i woke up with toothless lucy that was always a moment i wanted to forget but never could i glance around the bar looking for new faces, none i don't see anyone new, i ask the bar keep for a beer and a leg from a cow he asks how i would like it prepared ( he never asks how i want it prepared i have a feeling he has something on his mind .. or he is keeping something secret) raw i said, and don't forget the salt, while you are waiting you start to drink your beer, you are startled and pull your sword as you hear flint striking to your left as you turn to the source of the sound behind a cloud of smoke you see a face emerge from this sweet smelling cloud, standing before you there is a short muscular fellow he is rather hairy, you are suddenly reminded of a bearskin rug, you are stunned that this fellow seems to have came from nowhere, you suddenly realize just how this stout man could help you greatly you look at him, is that a smile .... or a grimace? you decide not to ask you probably wouldn't like his answer anyway! behind wild raven black hair you notice the saddest eyes you have ever cast your gaze upon, despite several horrid looking scars that never healed properly he does in fact look quite pleasant, he has long sideburns that hide his ears other than that he is clean shaven, he is wearing a dark green shirt made of raw silk which is tucked into his black leather pants and black leather knee high boots regardless of his simple attire he looks like nobility in them he looks at you as if he knows what you are thinking, you start to ask him if he would be willing to help you with a small but risky job, he interrupts you before you can ask, he simply says yes y-you will? i don't think you know the risks involved! i do i know who you are after what why when where the 5 W's i am ready when you are he offers a hand to shake i am demonik kleptomaniac assassin for hire no job to small or foe to big let me tell you about myself, i have no memory of my real parents they abandoned me at a local church i lived their until i was 16 years old despite my bizarre behavior they dealt with me as i was getting older manny odd occurrences happened and they only got worse swords fell from the sky large sums of gold appeared smooth holes were bore straight through doors jugs of water exploded livestock were fried to the bone, they did not understand what was happening though they did not agree they fell back on their only choice a voodoo shaman, the shaman came and observed me for a few days he had these strange crystals and they would randomly disappeared at the same time as the odd happenings he consulted with the priest he told them of what he had observed he had said that it was time for me to leave the church and go with him later that week the priest took me from the church, how i would miss the pope for he had taught me a lot in the short time i was at a local clan called the eyes of the dragon, we left for our journey as we left lowagen in the rising sun we headed southwest to a big town called rune then we took a boat south to sigil where he introduced me to a tribe of illithid who taught me the ways of the psionic, introduction was swift for they chose to help me but they were never fond of me within a month i learned how to control my powers through various means of training the most basic of which was protecting my self with my mind, the training was rather treacherous at that point in time i had never experienced a greater exhaustion, a year later my training was becoming a cake walk so the next course of action was to quest, training had greatly enhanced my skill but its rather easy in a class room in a stress free environment questing gave me a taste of what it was like to use the skills in real life situations which was a bit of a shock but none the less i kept at it at the age of 20 i was ready to leave the guidance of the illithid, i soon set forth to learn more about the land i had made manny new and wonderful discovery's .... and others not so good in fact terrible! perhaps one of these days i will tell you more of my journeys for now i think you have heard enough! lets get on with the mission

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