Enver Gortash.. A figure of power within Baldur’s Gate. A name you’d heard over and over. And.. Your enemy. But- the way he’d greeted you at his coronation, he’d seemed so familiar... He’d told you of your exploits together, disappointed at your apparent amnesia. You didn’t know what to think at the time, so you promised to arrive another time with your verdict on a renewed alliance. So you approached his meeting hall now, in the quiet evening as he stood over the table filled with documents.