Day 1 - Arrived in Baldur's Gate. A bit backwards compared to Halruaa, but then again not much compares to it. Decent law enforcement and relatively friendly citizens make it livable even for one accustomed to the comforts of the Shining South.
Learned about the ghostly voice in the Elfsong Tavern. Apparently
Can the ghost be communicated with? Must find out. I think I can develop a spell that harnesses the calming effect of her song. With a little tweaking, the spell can induce other emotions in the target, up to even absolute loyalty (and obedience).
Adventurers seem to gather around a semi-permanent merchant camp along the Trade Way. Met several interesting individuals who happened to be fellow adventurers. Also met a recruiter for the Flaming Fist who was looking for battlemages.
Summary: The life of an adventurer is surprisingly liberating. Getting to unleash my full repertoire of magic for a just and worthy cause feels good. Quite different from back home, where people learn magic through "careful" (read: slow and boring) study, and you don't even get to use it whenever you want to; Halruaan politeness does not allow going all-out on a regular basis.
Day 2 - Lathander's Light! Almost got killed by Bhaalist cultists today. My life was saved by the eccentric elf in red, Lanaya. What a fiery woman! She kicked me in the gonads just a few hours later. Only my Halruaan mental discipline kept me from screaming in pain. It still hurts, and I hope I haven't been ruined forever; I plan on having children (possibly half-elf) in the future.
Met the Chosen of Ilmater today, who glowed with divine radiance. I felt oddly at peace around her. Learned about a siege on Baldur's Gate by Bhaalists months ago. How can Bhaal have enough followers to mount a siege on one of the most secure cities in the region? Does the faith of Bhaal not work openly for fear of imprisonment, or more likely, execution? Must learn more about this.
Almost forgot... Yesterday, I told the story of Karsus the Mad and Little Red Robin Hood. The people gathered at the campfire seemed interested in my storytelling. Today, I told the story of the Sword of Damocles the Archwizard. Tomorrow, I might start with the first tale of the 1,001 Zakharan Evenings as told by Queen Shahrazad.
Developed more spells today. Spell capacity also increased. My power grows. Hail Lathander!