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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.

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.

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!