It began in the waning years of the third era, when, in a boarding house within a great stone wheel of a city, you lay down to sleep with blood still on your hands. And when you woke, you were not alone...

This one's no amateur, no freelancer come to your room by chance. His name, in the language of High Rock, means luck. His first name means light. Ironic, isn't it? He has never walked in the light, and as for the other one...