[John Notto is sitting at a table staring down a pint of ale. He then begins to speak to no in particular.]
John Notto: I never knew my parents…
[He takes a sip of ale and continues.]
JN: I’ll never know who my Father was or what he enjoyed doing. I’ll never know the comfort of my Mothers cooking… hell I don’t even know if she did cook.
[John takes another sip.]
JN:But they did teach me an important lesson… leaving me at the Singing Mountain Monastery they taught me sacrifice…. about real sacrifice. That it should be done from love… That it should be done from necessity, not without exhausting all other options. That it should be done for people who need your strength because they don’t have enough of their own.
[He takes a large gulp and then another.]
JN: I’m not going to doom this world by obtaining a spell book for a Black Robe mage… I know I made a promise to retrieve it from the ocean bottom but who the hell am I to make that decision for the world?
[He looks down and notices the glass is empty.]
JN: If it comes to it, I’ll sacrifice myself to prevent anyone from that cursed treasure…
[John gets up and walks out of the bar.]