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Pietro
Bartender at Pietro's Wicked Brews in Jasper Actual Description |
BACK STORY
| Twelve years ago this tavern was a profitable and bustling business, serving drinks and food to the never ending shifts of hard-pan miners coming from and going back to work in the shafts sunk deep into these jagged hills, and the money flowed freely. In those days you might have described Pietro as a sullen man, irritable even, who conducted business on terse terms and liked to take a nip behind the bar. But ten years ago the ore dried up, and the miners moved on and took the prosperity with them. They left behind a ghost town inhabited by the same superstitious, wary mountain folk who had existed here before the mines and will be here forever. And the last decade hasn't served to improve Pietro's attitude much, or his drinking. Now you could describe him as peevish and inflammatory, a suspicious man, and a mean drunk. He carves a bleak existence out serving the few travelers looking for a safe port in these mountains, but that's fine with him, because he doesn't have patience for people and their incessant chatter. He sulks behind the bar pretending to look occupied when strangers come in, generally answering questions with a movement from his head, a shrug of his shoulders, or a grunt. If a stranger isn't ordering, they aren't welcome. He is of medium height, in his early forties, and razor thin with black hair pulled back tight into a pony tail. His face is sallow, pock marked, and shows the effects of heavy drinking. He dresses for the mountains, perhaps a woolen vest, heavy shirt, no hat. He does not make eye contact. |
RANDOM DIALOGUE
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MOOD FACTOR
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