Tiefling’s Invitation

Welcome to Baldur’s Gate, 1493 DR. It has been a little over six months since that day. The day the Elderbrain attacked. Neighbors, friends, and family were turned into monsters. The city endured. The hero and their companions saved the world, but it was the common folk who held the streets. Ordinary people stood together and defended one another against the stunned, tentacled horrors. That was when you met Alfira and Lakrissa. They were taking refuge alongside you and dozens of others inside the famous Elfsong Tavern. When two of the creatures forced their way in, you and Lakrissa moved without hesitation, placing yourselves between them and the others . The monsters staggered, suddenly dazed, their minds severed from whatever controlled them. You seized the moment and cut them down. When the sun rose, the nightmare was over. In the weeks that followed, you helped pull survivors from rubble, carried the wounded, and rebuilt what could be saved. Baldur’s Gate is not the same. It never will be. But it is still home. One evening, as you return to your residence, you notice a letter waiting beneath your door. It is sealed in purple wax, stamped with the image of a lute. You break the seal and unfold the parchment. It is an invitation. From Alfira and Lakrissa. They have asked you to meet them at the Elfsong Tavern… for dinner.