Waterdeep, city of splendor, the crown of the north, home to a thousand wonders. As the major trade hub between the mineral rich lands of the north, the food rich plains of the western heartlands, and the exotic realms of the south, it had grown to become the biggest, and likely most powerful city in Faerun. The grand metropolis spoke to the imagination of people accross the land, but to most of its own inhabitants, Waterdeep was just the place where they lived and worked in the same monotonous fashion as commoners everywhere.<br/><br/>It had been an unremarkable week in Waterdeep. Now to be fair, nearly every week was unremarkable as the city was enjoying a long spell of peacefulness not often seen elsewhere in Faerun. But tonight at least would be something special. Versengold had arrived in town, and they, being old adventuring buddies of Durnan, had offered to perform at the yawning portal. Versengold was a famous adventuring group turned minstrel act. If they weren't out fighting monsters on the sword coast, they were singing and playing at a tavern, inn or nobleman's court.<br/><br/>It was only just after sundown, but the Inn was already filling up quite nicely, the taps were flowing, and the kitchen staff was working itself into exhaustion trying to keep up with the orders. Durnan was sure that after tonight his coffers would be overflowing with coin, but he had no time to think about it as order after order came in, his table wenches nearly falling over themselves to get everyone served. In the back of the common room,  Versengold were getting ready to start their performance. In reality, most of the group's preparation consisted of consuming large amounts of alcohol, especially Dorin Halfaxe, who on a good day could drink a small brewery dry. But Durnan knew that in the end, the band would pay for itself ten times over.<br/><br/>The room was filled with people, and the excitement was tangible. In one of the corners at a small table with a direct view of the stage sat a young man all alone. While most tables were crowded with guests, this table had so far stayed empty. The young man, known to most of the guests, Edward, seemed to be waiting for someone.