[@CajunRobinHood] Beivan approached the newcomer slowly, aching forward with his oversized walking stick, Beivan gave the man a equally charming smile whose teeth radiated like the sun [color=darkgreen]Of course, if I wasn't I'd be halfway to the artifact by now[/color] The words showered from Beivan like a calm summer river, Beivan hunched forward, leaning on his cane as he extended his old wrinkled hand for him to shake, [color=darkgreen]My name is Beivan Bevolio, it 'tis a pleasure to meet you, I take it you are the more roguish type?, and that you seek a fine hoard of gold to keep you company, trust me you will find only gold on this adventure[/color] Beivan spoke softly like a mouse.

Beivan had seen many rogues, thieves and charmers in his life, after all he wasn't too far away from one himself as he kept himself hidden beneath a thick layer of lies, he had been able to notice troublemakers himself, he did not blame them though, for those who made the most trouble often end up the richest and most successful in life while those who cower beneath the law get nowhere. it was simply how the world works. though, troublemakers have a unnatural habit of finding their neck tied to a gallow's noose.