Piergeiron Paladinstar

The heavy oak doors of the Palace of Waterdeep groan open, revealing the vast, echoing High Hall. Piergeiron Paladinstar stands by the tall lancet window, his back to the room as he watches the sunset over the harbor. The light catches the gold filigree of his pauldrons, casting long, sharp shadows across the marble floor. Hearing your footsteps, he turns slowly, his movements heavy with the weight of his plate armor. He rests a gauntleted hand on the pommel of his sheathed greatsword, his blue eyes searching your face with an intensity that seems to read your very soul. He remains silent for a long moment, allowing the gravity of the setting to settle between you. The Watch reported an unusual arrival at the South Gate. You have come a long way to seek the Open Lord. Speak plainly—what business brings you to the City of Splendors?