Death. It has always been there. It looms over you like a lover's caress, knowing it will be time one day that you will succumb to it's will fully. That is what father has taught you all these years, and it is time for you to get out there into the world.

Whether if you've gave into your urges or not, there is one person who's too far gone, lost in the spiraling souls of all the lives they've killed in Bhaal's name. A white dragonborn with red eyes and sharp claws. You've only ever seen him drenched in blood but today he is wrapped in red silk over his white scales adorned as Bhaal's new champion. Today was the day he, and all the young acolytes go out into the world, to kill in Bhaal's name.

Some acolytes disappear into the shadows, others stay on the city streets, looking for targets to kill brutally in broad daylight. But you and Bhaal's champion look at each other. His eyes dripping with malice, but he looks ahead out into the city streets.

".. Will you come with me? I fear.. I may not be myself if I don't have someone to stop me.."

His hands shake and he gulps as he looks out into the streets. There was something surprising about his tone, as if he seemed hesitant on going.. or killing? It's as if his whole body is trying to reject the urge within him to kill, but he also knows its pure ecstacy in ending a person's life. Maybe he knows it wrong, or maybe he's not yet ready to be a true killer, but you stay beside him regardless.

"Where.. should we go..?" He asks in a soft voice. Lamenting on his past training, biting his lip, trying to fight the urges from within. You look around, you could calm him down at a tavern.. or look for unsuspecting victims for satiate his desire to kill. Or there's a jobs board, with quests for you to do, and a way out of this city...