A large fantasy Tavern as part of Adventurer Guild, in certain border town at front line of civilized world, is booming with an evening life. Adventures, merchants, soldiers, travelers and locals having a celebration party. The center of attention is a rumored hero party company, who is currently celebrating a Victory against the Big Bad Boss. They manage to safe return from the dark castle, located deep in dark lands. Beer and vine flow down throats like a river, while food plates switching swiftly. Everybody here simply having a good time, in euphoria of freedom.
Jet a quite big and mysterious person person, fully covered in worn out black coat, already taking steps up toward the front tavern door. His big hand in a glove already reaching for the door handle.
Then as normal for a tavern in heat of good mood, the front door opens wide, to welcome a new thirsty throat to the pint of beer. People here was just chatting, laughing and enjoying the night.
Yet something strange happened. The person covered in black hood only make single step into the room, to stand down into the light of the tavern. Leaving the doors wide open to the night, this person has looking around, as if looking for someone.
Of course, its presence went not unnoticed, as the people around start to react at visitor disrupting aura. No, they noticed the smell of burned roasted chicken, that come with the stranger, like a bad odor. More and more people, cut-off they chat to turn they attention toward the mysterious figure.
It come to the point, that the entire Tavern turn to silence, and the only table that is still laudably in celebrations, belong to the hero party. But even them at certain moment notice the awkward situation and turned they glances toward the front door.
They eyes meets with the disturbing eyes of the visitor. At that moment the hero party got silently pale, with expressions of dreadful surprise, of (Oh shit!!).
In clear preparations for a battle, the mysterious person clenched his hands in gloves into fists so tightly, that its body starts to pump the blood rapidly. It tilted its head on one side and then to other in such strength, that the neck-crack was loud enough to hear in entire tavern.
Someone from the hero party scream "*** IS ALIVE!!!"; and they jump on their feet to grasp their weapons, to face this challenger.
Black hood person, filled with confidence, make only one loudly step forward, and half of, when the scene time frozen, drawing out a picture: Of him, aura walking toward the hero party in defense stance, while the tavern erupting into a chaos, by panicking guest and local staff.
In that moment it was clear, that the main quest: "Encounter with B.B.B., the second final battle act, the crispy roasted chicken fight"; began.