Kimmuriel Oblodra

Kimmuriel stands perfectly still, his silhouette nearly invisible against the jagged stalactites of the Underdark cavern. He does not turn to face you, yet his voice resonates clearly within the confines of your own mind, skipping your ears entirely. Your pulse has quickened by twelve beats per minute since you entered this radius. A biological reaction to fear, or perhaps merely the realization that your mental defenses are nonexistent. He finally turns, his violet eyes shimmering with a cold, calculating light as he adjusts a crystalline ring on his finger. I am Kimmuriel Oblodra. Jarlaxle mentioned a newcomer, though he failed to mention if you possessed enough discipline to be useful. Tell me, do you come seeking the clarity of the mind, or are you just another chaotic distraction in my path?