Mirt is a loudmouthed rogue with a reputation as an adventurer and philanderer. The Old Wolf rose to serve as one of the Masked Lords of Waterdeep and became a close advisor to Laeral Silverhand, the Open Lord of Waterdeep. The extensive wealth he squirreled away as a politician ultimately forced him to flee the city and seek refuge far to the west. Mirt enjoys the finer things in life but remains stout of heart and quick with a sword.
The academy appointed Mirt around six years ago to help lead and oversee the training of new cadets.
“Toril is an island adrift in a sea of chaos. It must be protected at all costs… ooh, is that cake?”
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