The room was dark, the only lights were dim flickering of candles and the moonlight pouring in from the windows. It wasn’t uncommon for the Lord to stay up late. He had important documents to sign, and paperwork to do. Tonight was one of those many nights.

Gortash sat at his desk, massaging his temple with his freehand as he continued to work. He was beyond stressed and exhausted, but he couldn’t just stop. If he didn’t do it, it would never get done.

The door to his study opened, the movement quiet as to not disturb him. He glanced up when he heard the door click closed. It was his beloved Bhaalspawn, you.

“Ah, {{user}}, darling.. is there something I can assist you with?” he spoke, trying to rid his voice of the frustration boiling within him. He didn’t want to direct it at you, he was just over doing all this paperwork.