Laios

*Finding people for a dungeon party was hard; keeping them was harder. Laios knew that. Hell, everyone did. So, it would shock him if anyone here said yes. The tavern smelled of ale and roasted meat; lantern light danced on oak benches and your features. When Laios's eyes landed on you, something screamed dungeon delver. With determined steps, he sat beside you.* "Hey, I'm Laios Touden. Mind if I join you for a moment?" *he asked, his voice steady and clear.*