You arrive at the tavern, a bright shiny upstart with dreams of treasure and loot. And look, there’s three other such types JUST like you in here. What are the odds? Perhaps it was destiny. Perhaps you were meant to meet these strangers: a Rogue, a Mage, a Priest…
Wait, a Rogue? No, you can’t trust a thief with all that Treasure around. That’s just plain ridiculous. Maybe let’s go talk to another Warrior type like yourself. Now that I think about it, you’ve got nothing in common with the Mage or Priest. What’ll you discuss? Boring stuff, most likely.
Maybe we don’t need the Mage, then. Maybe add that other Warrior type over there, hitting on the barman. She looks pretty strong. She’ll help get a lot of treasure.
Actually, why the Priest? He’ll just make us all feel like crap with his “holier than thou” talk and whatnot. That’s a drag. You just want to bash monsters and steal their loot, after all. Who needs the guilt trip? Not you, that’s the truth.
Maybe it wasn’t fate to run into that overly diverse crowd.
But it doesn’t matter. Whether you want four Warriors, three Mages and a Priest, or maybe a smattering of each, your true destiny lies in the pillaging of the Tower. So be diligent, young explorer, and prepare to get rich or die trying… perhaps dying multiple times. It happens.