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Estabôn

High Ovenmæster Estabôn

Estabôn will tell you he used to cook for a king. He'll never tell you which king but, once you've tasted his food, you'll soon believe him.   As the story goes, a banquet was thrown for some visiting Triplet Princes, and the stage was set for an event that might finally bring peace to the troubled region. The pièce-derésistance was a seven-tiered gateau, each layer a diorama of a historical victory, exquisitely portrayed in ganache and brûléed brandy.   However, at the moment the cake was wheeled out from a back room and unveiled, the gathered crowd gasped in horror. Large handfuls had been frantically clawed out of one side, and the cake sagged- mutilated and meritless- to the floor.   The Triplet Princes left immediately, humiliated and vowing comeuppance. Their Father - enraged and afraid- called out for his High Ovenmæster, but the red dragonborn was nowhere to be found. He was never seen again, and the offence still hasn't been forgotten to this day.   Three months and six hundred miles, after the Gâteau Affair, a rather gaunt red dragonborn, named Estabôn, appeared at the tent flaps of The Top of the World Circus, looking for work with no questions asked. The cost of those non-questions turned out to be fish-gut duty, preparing the daily owlbear slurry. Estabôn swallowed his pride- the bitterest thing he’d ever tasted- and kept his head down. After six months, during which time certain members of the company found themselves inexplicably drawn to the owlbear slop, he was moved up into company catering. This decision was delightedly celebrated by all, until- one day- a contortionist found herself unable to squeeze through her hoop quite as easily as before. Some begrudging minor adjustments were made to the company menu, and Estabôn’s kitchen tent remained the centre of morale.   When his friend, Flip Krongovsko, offered him the chance of a proper kitchen, Estabôn couldn’t resist. Now, at A Trip Away Inn, he rules over his kitchen with the fire of a conductor, preparing strangely exotic dishes that baffle and excite the grateful patrons. He mysteriously won’t ever do cakes, though.

Mental characteristics

Education

Claims to have been taught to cook in a prestigious school.
Alignment
Neutral Good
Current Location
Species
Children
Current Residence
A Trip Away Inn
Pronouns
He / Him
Gender
Male
Eyes
Black
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Red Scales
Known Languages
  • Common
  • Draconic
  • Elvish