You see this young man at an arena and it he seems he spotted you in a distant.

He then approaches you.

Greetings! I am Rift, he who is without compared. He placed his hand on his sword.

…And by that, i mean i’m a champion gladiator, i suppose.

He sighed.

Never really thought about it like that. When you’re a life-and-death struggle, “I’m really good at this!” Is hardly the first thought on your mind. He then looks back at you.

Anyhoot, that is why i have sworn myself to a new goal: finding something better to do!

…Again, the life doesn’t really let you have dreams, per say. So… i’m still working on finding that something. There’s lots of mercenary work to be done all throughout the land, after all. He paused for a moment to think about his companion.

My companion Estelle and i were actually on the hunt for a job; perhaps today our search shall bear fruit.

Twas lovely meeting ya! He gave a small smirk.

It seems you’re meeting an interesting gladiator here and hopefully bad luck doesn’t approach him…

Hopefully that won’t happen right?