Louis du Bois
Idealistic French nobles son
Banished from the French Court.
Skills:
(+4) fight
(+3) shoot, athletics
(+2) ride, notice, resources
(+1) lore , stealth, will, empathy
First adventure:
Louis had no idea of the name of the town, one of many he had passed through on the way to meet his friend. He has not seen Armand since Le Fronde, but he trusted him and was intrigued by this group that he had vaguely mentioned he might have an interest in. The Inn was clean and dry and the food not the worst he had eaten on the journey so far. The barmaid was attractive and he was sure she was giving him a look that meant they might have a more in depth conversation later, well he doubted there would be much conversation involved.
The only downside was the rude and objectional man a few tables over that was shovelling his food into his mouth and being exceedingly rude to the staff, who seemed afraid of him. The last straw was when the man grabbed the barmaid and tried to force a kiss on her. He stood up and walked over to the table.
"Excuse me sir, it is quite clear that the woman is not interested, release her.". The man looked up, seemingly surprised that someone had spoken to him in such a manner. The man sneered at him
"Do you know who I am! Go away, while you still can." and then returned to trying to kiss the girl. Louis cooly replied
"I certainly know what you are not, and that is a gentleman.". He grabbed the back of the mans head and slammed his face into his plate. The man jumped up, gravy dripping from his face, his rage apparent.
"I am the mayor of this town and you will regret that!", he then rushed out the door.
The barmaid stood
"Sir, you should leave, quickly, the mayor is a bully and he will need to save face and get his revenge." . The manager approached quickly
"I thank you for protecting my daughter, but Marie is right. He will soon return with the militia, the leader is in his pay.". Louis returned to his table
"A gentleman never leaves his meal unfinished. But perhaps you can ready my horse and collect my things.". The innkeep and barmaid nodded and rushed off. After a few minutes he placed his knife and fork tidily on the plate, just in time to hear the faint sound of horses in the distance. The innkeep rushed over
"Sir, hurry, the milita will be hear in a matter of moments." Louis nodded, left some money on the table, and headed to the stables. As he was riding away he realised that that was one town he could never go back to, not that that was much of a loss, except for the barmaid, Oh Well.
