Lyssiilee

Anomen is driving me insane. His mood swings are completely irrational and that's saying a lot considering my bloodline. The man has no sense of self control unless you are fawning over him.
But since I refuse to do so with him, his attitude is starting to grate on my nerves.

No one would miss him if I pushed him down a mountain, would they?

We'll see about that. My name is Lyssiilee and I'm a half-elf. I grew up in a town called Candlekeep, raised by a good man named Gorion. I grew up with a girl named Imoen who was my best friend and as close to a sister as I could ever hope for. I'm a magic wielding fighter and thief, though thieving is my personal favorite in talents. I have a small pseudo-dragon called "Safir" as my familiar. Everything in life was a bit dull but good.

And then Gorion was murdered. Hell broke loose. I found out I'm one of the spawn of Bhaal, God of Murder. I avenged my father figure by killing my half brother, Sarevok. My companions and I stopped a war. I thought all would be fine.

I was wrong. That would be too easy. See, we were taken by a man called Jon Irenicus. Tortured. Two of my dear friends were killed during our stay and Imoen (along with our tormentor) was locked up shortly after we escaped.

I'm currently trying to find a way to rescue her which means the usual. Missions to earn money. To find connections. To find information.

I'm getting bored.

But Jaheira, Minsc and I met some interesting prospects for companions today. We do need to find ourselves a cleric though of some kind. There was a man named Anomen I think who might do.

Although he does seem to be a bit of an idiot. But he can't be that bad, right?