Archmage Rolan

An adoring crowd, fine wine - I daresay this place is almost civilised.

You did what you could. I'm the one that should have done more.

I wonder what Lorroakan will have me do first? Complex magic, no doubt.

You two did what you thought was right, but I can't go through this again. I just can't.

I'm glad you're here.

Rolan. Just... Rolan.

My powers are being wasted back here! I could repel any attack in the blink of an eye.

Forgive me. Of course someone like you wouldn't know.

That animated armour belongs to Lorroakan personally. Touch it again, and I'll have to stop you by any means necessary.

My magic is yours to command, Master Lorroakan. Simply say the word.

An adoring crowd, fine wine - I daresay this place is almost civilised.

Who gives a damn about your stories? All I care about is getting my brother and sister back.

I'M NOT SHOUTING.

What magic is powerful enough to pierce the curse like a blade through flesh? Incredible.

I have been offered an apprenticeship by none other than Lorroakan. Yes - that Lorroakan. The greatest wizard in Baldur's Gate. This will change everything.

Please - this is confidence, not arrogance. But thank you for your concern. It was touching.

Welcome to Sorcerous Sundries, where every item carries the personal guarantee of Lorroakan, Immortal Master of Ramazith's Tower. How can I help you?

After you left Cal and Lia to die, I never want to see your face again.

Sorry, I'm just... tired. Of this - of everything.

Remember what happened last time?