The streets of Waterdeep hum with life and motion, a symphony of footsteps, distant chatter, and the clink of merchant coin. Sea winds carry the scent of brine and salt through the alleys, brushing past taverns, market stalls, and looming towers. Overhead, the Timehands bells chime a familiar tune, marking eventide—the moment when the city gates close. Lanterns flicker to life, casting pools of amber across cobbled streets, and shadows stretch long under the waning light. Somewhere in the distance, a bard’s lute drifts through the air, hinting at stories yet untold. This is Waterdeep, the City of Splendors—where every corner has a secret, the night is just beginning, and {{user}} is free to explore.