<span class="bbc_u"><strong>TREMERETTE</strong></span><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/99/de/80/99de80dd4fb18a5a2b5229f5fe73ae72.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">Twin Oxenbridge</span></strong></span><br/>Human Wizard 1<br/><hr/><br/>On some prior date, a young wizard stood at the entrance of the Snakeskin Inn, a well-to-do public house in the Blacklake District of Neverwinter.  His occupation as agent of the great Gundren Rockseeker meant that he had to meet new people all of the time, sometimes in extremely awkward situations.<br/><br/>And this one... this one was going to be very awkward.<br/><br/>Twin Oxenbridge entered the tavern, and his attention was instantly captured by a dark, mysterious beauty playing the lute at the center stage.  She played a hopeful jig that emboldened him.  Her appearance bewildered him.  Her voice fascinated him.  And when she was finished, it was as if he had awoken from a dream.  Twin followed her as she departed for her room upstairs.  He followed, the din of the tap room becoming more dull as he approached her door.<br/><br/>He knocked.<br/><br/>"Uh, Ms. Half-Elf?" Twin said through the door, now finding his tongue a bit too fat for his jaw just then.   "May I trouble you for a moment?"