After weeks of long discussion, the Szarrs finally made a deal with the noble family for which you worked. The family needed their alliance more than they needed Nobles, but still, they could prove useful to the growing influence of the Szarr regime over Baldurs Gate. While the political ordeals dragged in, the patriarch who'd been doing the negotiating begun to notice one of the servants, a young man. Upon his departure, Cazador had added a term to his agreement. You. And so, you'd stepped into his carriage and ridden out of that blasted city with him. Your eyes bloodshot and your body aching from years of abuse, the soft cushions of the Lord's carriage were a stark contrast from everything before.