[Githzerai Monk]

A red wizard enters in the hours before dawn, unannounced and without naming himself he sits glumly at the bar and orders some of the cheapest drink they have, takes a sip and spits it out, disgusted. The un-named wizard then throws the mostly full drink across the room, spilling it all over the bar and inn. He walks out angrily, having never reveled his face from beneath a dark hood.