Fabio Genericero |
Fabio strolls leisurely through the streets of lower Valisi, Crown jewel of the greater Midland empire. A shortcut past the piers brings him where he wants to be. He kicks open the door of The Washed Swine, a refuge for local merrymakers and adventurers. As he steps into the main hall, he loudly proclaims "I am Fabio Genericero! Adventurer, scoundrel and lover extraordinaire! I am here for an adventure!
Morgana Dormadia |
Throughout the dancing, singing, drinking, gambling, and general revery, a clear atmosphere of party fills the air. Indeed, tonight is the celebration of Josi's day. Amongst this chaos of the interior, Fabio's dramatic entrance goes mostly unnoticed. A few drunkards turn towards him and clap, while a couple of ladies jokingly swoon. They then turn back to their partying and ignore the newcomer.
However, one woman looks up from her card game and keeps her eyes fixed on him. She calls out "An adventurer, a scoundrel, and a lover? Quite an impressive skill set! Why, I think I'm in need of at least 2 of those abilities. I have an adventure, and I reckon I'm going to need some help with it. Let me finish here and I'll tell you about it" . Morgana turns back to her card game, smiles sweetly at the other adventurers playing and throws down a hand of cards on the table. She reaches for the gold coins in the centre of the table.
Fabio Genericero |
As Morgana reaches for the sizable pile of gold, one of her fellow players, a sizable man with a missing eye bursts to his feet. His sudden motion topples the table and several of the other players. "OY! Ah' sess she's cheetn the wench. She's a witch I tells ya!" The man drunkenly slurrs, and seeing a chance to recoup their losses, some of the toppled men nod in agreement as they stumble to their feet.
In the meantime, feeling his divine charm endangered by forces beyond his comprehension, Fabio slides over to the swooning ladies, eager to use what could be the last of his divinity. With his trusted guitar out, he strums a few chords before launching into The Epic of Fabio: part 29/67, about how he singlehandedly vanquished Morigana the fell witch and rescued Ishilda the fair.
Jitintarth,The Champion |
Jitintarth walks in, his very presence seeming to alter fate. (not really fate is set in stone)
Please ignore
I assume you mean the ones who jokingly swooned? Also as your stat block is not up to date I'll assume you get a +2 Charm
Swooning ladies: 3d2 ⇒ (1, 1, 2) = 4
Perform (String): 2d10 + 6 ⇒ (10, 1) + 6 = 17
Perform (Song): 2d10 + 6 ⇒ (7, 9) + 6 = 22
Whats with those rolls?
Average=19.5
2d10 + 2 ⇒ (10, 7) + 2 = 19 Least
2d10 + 2 ⇒ (6, 4) + 2 = 12
2d10 + 2 ⇒ (8, 1) + 2 = 11
2d10 + 2 ⇒ (6, 9) + 2 = 17 Most
Out of the four women who had jokingly swooned 3 turned to face you. The prettiest of them makes a motion to the others and they turn and vanish into the crowd, She smiles at you, "Your name is Fabio? Mine is Arianna Silverwood. I'm from the three forests"
Just then a man walks in, a old soldier from the looks of him. He walks to the middle of the room and stands there, ready and waiting for something to happen.
Fabio Genericero |
As Jitintarth steps in to the middle of the bar, one of the patrons eyeing up Morgana backs into him. "The hells did ya do thah' for?" The man yells, ignoring their clear difference in size.
"Really? THE three forest?" Fabio replies as he discreetly (At least according to himself) beckons the barkeep to bring a bottle of wine. "Care to elaborate over a glass of wine perhaps?"
Fearing being caught up in the brewing barfight, Fabio grabs a bottle from the barkeep, offers the lady his arm and moves off to a calmer part of the bar.