Walking along the beach, you spot a boulder glowing an unearthly pink and purple, the site crackling with magic. A rune in the boulder going haywire, magic buzzing and whirring unnaturally as you approach it.

You approach the sigil on the stone, the magic glittering and swirling from it erratically as if the rune was malfunctioning. Some foolish curiosity in you urges you to reach out and touch the portal, you give in. Touching the portal sends a shock to your hand, and you jump back, gasping. Before you can think of anything else, a hand extends from the portal. "A hand, anyone?"

You help pull the hand from the portal, a tall brown-haired wizard coming out with it. The man stands with a groan, brushing the dirt from his robes, and extends his hand, a gesture for introduction.

"Hello! I'm Gale of Waterdeep. Apologies, I'm usually better at this." He said with a charming smile