The Tower stands tall, built of the best stone with a number of odd runes that only the local mages truly know how to read. Despite age the stones do not crumble, and stand ever vigilante as a watch station for the city.
Within the walls of the city, Inside Tower
goblin
mage
I am tired of these dead end jobs.  I am no half-baked mage.  I am Karest the Great!  I have a staff of purest gold and I know how to use it.  Yet here I am with these no-talent mages.
Listen goblin! If you do not take me to your master I will have no choice but to cast a fiery spell that will lead you to your death! Do you understand me!  My master? But I have no master you silly wench! I am but my own master. Do not speak to me like that again goblin! I am Karest THE GREAT! I am no flunky mage, I can incenrate you with my golden staff. Take me to the magical runes now!  I believe you have me mistaken for another goblin, sir mage. As I haven't a clue what you speak of. But you sound quite persistent. Now was are these magical runes you speak of? They are in the tallest tower where your master probably is. If you try to trick me it will be your death. Take this torch and lead me there this instant you scum.  I'll take the torch, but it shall not be to lead someone with such a fowl mouth that is worse than even a goblins.  You speak well for a goblin, just who are you?  I am Cratimus, I live deep down in the caves,living off algea and critters. I try to avoid humans and the such as yourself. They tend to be quite RUDE. Cratimus is it? I have never heard of the name but if you take me to the runes I will give you this gold ring and promise not to kill you in exchange for your service.  I must know you're business down in the runes first, and in echange for that I will not kill YOU I cannot tell you what my business is with the runes creature. You are not a mage you will not understand! Take this ring and let's be on our way!   Tell me one answer, are you local to these parts? 