[center][b][color=662d91]Vivian Bloodmoon[/color][/b][/center]

 Vivian watched as each person arrived. Each one very unique and different. She took her little gander and most of them were quite delicious. The barbarian looking person was a bit mysterious though. She stared at his mask trying to figure him out. The others were pretty inviting though. She couldn't tell if the barbarian was or not. Muscles wise he was exquisite, but until she saw his face her judgement would have to wait.

 Then she arrived, the most weirdest knight she had ever seen. She had onion like armor and sword at her back. Then the helmet came off and she was such a..... Beautiful rose with her blonde hair. The woman then offered her hand to them and introduced herself as Catarina. She stood up and took up her hand. 

 [color=92278f]"Greetings Catarina La'Spada. I am Vivian Bloodmoon. You beautiful can call me Viv."[/color] Maybe her sister Cassandra had the right idea to escape to the surface if this is what the big world was to offer up here. She sat back down waiting for the others to introduce themselves.

***

[center][color=6ecff6]Alexander[/color][/center]

 One by one the table became more and more full. There was the blonde hooded elf with blue eyes sitting the closest to the mage. She was a sorceress judging from her staff and her lack of a tome. Unless it was hidden somewhere in her clothing. That was most unlikely. Then there was the barbarian. He had to be a barbarian. The giant axe tended to clue him in. What was curious about him was his mask. He never seen that before. Is that what some of the barbaric tribes in this region wore? 

 Next who joined them was a bard. How did he know the man was a bard. The lute gave it away. They always filled the hearths at home singing about the end times or about heroic battles as if they where their. Fools, as if they ever fought in the wars to know what they are singing about. This one looked charming enough to the women. He decided he would keep his coin purse closer to himself while he was around.

 Then there was she. She was dressed for the north with the furs but still revealed a lot of skin now caked with sand. She was stunningly beautiful and wielded a mighty hammer. No, not a hammer. Calling it that would be a insult to the smith who forged it. It had sharp edges and was designed very complicatedly. He would bet the gold in his purse that not even the smiths in his hold could forge something if that quality. Deadly and beautiful. That defined this woman. He gave her a bow of his head out if respect. With the current head count that meant they were six strong but the mage still remained quiet. As if he knew more would show up.

  The he showed up. Dressed in onion armor. At least he thought him male until the helmet came off. The knight was a woman. Well it wasn't unheard of back home. She seemed to study each member including himself. She was something to look at of course. She then offered her hand and introduced her self as Catarina La'Spada. Name like that she had to be a noble. First the elf shook her hand and introduced herself as Vivian Bloodmoon.... Bloodmoon. He heard that name before. He couldn't quite put his finger to it. It bothered him slightly until she sat back down. 

 He eyed the elf closely and then turned to Catarina and accepted her hand shake. 

 [color=6ecff6]"Greetings Catarina La'Spada, I am Alexander Von Wolfe."[/color]

***

   Once everyone introduced themselves the mage coughed and lifted up a satchel and opened it placing it on the table and letting the papers fall out. One revealed a outlying map of a ruin. One showed a picture of a chalice. The one they where going to find. "Now that everyone has arrived I will explain this mission.... After years of searching we finally located it. A artifact called the chalice of silence. We will pay 10,000 gold to the group that retrieves it. Even more if it is undamaged. This temple was unearthed from the sands and we have little time to act." He said pausing for only a few minutes.

 "The stables have been purchased for those without them. Take the parchment there to the owner and he will see to it that you are well prepared. With water of course. It is a long way there."