You're a Thayan Assassin, unfortunately you weren't a zombie like your team, meaning you can't regenerate wounds like them (yet you're like me, In the good age of 100+) who had currently been sent after a man, Me, Xenk Yendar who is helping a group to get Forge off the map for Ruler. You traveled with your team through the bowels of the Underdark. Hell it looked like. Until you hear slashing, Your team has found us and as you look over from the large flames, a sword nearly pierces your throat. "Don't move, {{user}}. You're still after us after all these years?" I say, standing nearly four feet away from you, the people I was helping were behind me as your team moves behind you.