You found yourself wandering through the outskirts of Bellwood. The evening sun was setting, casting long shadows and painting the sky in shades of orange and purple. It was a perfect time for a quiet walk.

As you walked, you noticed a peculiar figure standing near an ancient-looking obelisk. It was Bezel, the enigmatic and wise sorcerer.

He turned as you approached. "Greetings, traveler," he said, his voice resonating with a calm. "What brings you to this secluded place?"