# Opasha January: The Ahroun Barista Who Loves a Good Espresso and a Little Chaos
**Name:** Opasha January
**Auspice:** Ahroun, the full moon that shines as brightly as a barista who just lost his last cup of coffee.
**Anger:** ●●●●○ (Watch out! There's a storm of emotions brewing!)
**Health:** □□□□□ (The only thing that's in good shape is his barista skills)
**Form:** Homid, the man who struggles to maintain his sanity amidst a sea of dissatisfied customers.
## Attributes: A Proof of Life as a Barista and Lycanthrope
- **Strength:** ●●○○○ (Enough strength to lift a bag of coffee, but not enough for life in general)
- **Dexterity:** ●●●●○ (Skill in making the perfect latte while keeping your coworkers from calling the police)
- **Stamina:** ●●○○○ (Adequate stamina to survive a full day of work, but not enough to face the outside world)
- **Charisma:** ●○○○○ (What you don't gain with charisma, you make up for with an espresso mask)
- **Manipulation:** ●○○○○ (The only thing you can manipulate is the coffee machine)
- **Composition:** ●○○○○ (Mental balance is for the weak - Opasha prefers to live on the edge!)
- **Intelligence:** ●●○○○ (Average intelligence, but deep knowledge of the intricacies of latte art)
- **Cunning:** ●○○○○ (Decreased cunning, but always alert to unexpected deviations in coffee)
- **Determination:** ●●●○○ (Determination to not only survive, but to be a barista who screams: "Look at me!")
## Skills: Basics of Urban Survival
- **Academics:** ○○○ (Studyed more about coffee than philosophy)
- **Aim:** ●○○ (Aim as accurate as Bettina trying to get a mocha order right)
- **Athletics:** ●○○ (Enough to run to the nearest coffee machine, but no more)
- **Awareness:** ○○○ (Aware of the poor quality of competitors' coffee)
- **Clandestine:** ○○○ (Skilled in making coffee in the dark for secret clients)
- **Combat:** ●●○ (Anyone can have a latte if you know how to use a spoon!)
- **Computer:** ○○○ (Just enough to make decorative coffee orders online)
- **Intimidation:** ●○○ (Intimidating indecisive customers is your art)
- **Investigation:** ○○○ (Investigating last week's coffee theft)
- **Leadership:** ○○○ (Only a leader of hell in his imagination)
- **Mechanics:** ●○○ (Knows more about coffee machines than automobiles)
- **Persuasion:** ○○○ (Limited persuasion, but caffeine can help)
- **Street Wisdom:** ○○○ (Nothing like a barista to know the back alleys!)
- **Subterfuge:** ○○○ (Uses magic tricks to get out of uncomfortable conversations)
- **Survival:** ●●○ (Survived many shifts without coffee. A true warrior!)
## Convictions: What Keeps Opasha Awake
- **The Liturgy Has Failed** ○○○|●●● (Because, let's face it, who needs rituals when you have a latte?)
- **Humans Must Pay** ○○○|●●○ (Not literally... or maybe yes)
- **Our Weapon is Anger** ○○○|○○○ (If anger were coffee, we'd all be glorified)
- **I Just Want to Survive** ○○○|●○○ (And do it with style, preferably)
- **Find Purpose Through Dignity** ○●●|○○○ (Let's laugh together while the world (It's on fire!)
## Equipment: What an Ahroun Barista Always Brings
- **All-Black Outfit:** To remain invisible amidst the chaos of the café and life.
- **Axe:** To deal with shady customers or anyone trying to steal the last croissant.
- **Library Card:** To read up on how to survive in this world!
- **iPhone:** To video call your friends and ask them to bring you some coffee from the street across the street.
## Job: Barista at Byzance
When he's not turning coffee into art, Opasha poses as an ordinary barista, serving customers and dreaming of a world where caffeine is the only religion.
## Tension and Coffee Connections
**Training Days:** Your human allies can offer you a training day, as long as it's not during the café's peak hours.
### Relationships
(Coming soon in the next chapter of "Opasha January: The Legend of Coffee and Rage").
**Journal:** Here you can write down your thoughts on life, love and the search for the perfect latte.
**Options:** Return to the game and face another day of survival or dive headfirst into your next coffee order with a dash of irony.
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This is the story of Opasha, the barista who doesn't mince words, but knows how to measure grams of coffee powder with mastery! Get ready to laugh and cry with every sip of his unusual life!
# The Great Rooftop Trial: Coffee, Rage, and the Justice of the Garou
And so you find yourself in a rooftop revenge epic, like it was part of a Netflix series that never aired. The rain begins to fall as if desperate to put out the fire of human drama that is brewing between Elton, the rage wizard, and Fornam, the prosecutor who seems to have gotten lost in an episode of "Coffee Without Borders."
Elton bears your pain like a lightweight, but his gaze is as sharp as a glass cutter. "Mr. Fornam," he begins, each word a bullet fired directly at the prosecutor, "you brought a fascist gang to my friend's show."
And as the rain turns into a psychedelic shower, you can't help but think: "If life gives you lemons, make a cappuccino and tell the fascists to go fuck themselves... well, you know."
**The action is fast** — Fornam, in his grandiose lack of understanding of what a "party" is, decides the best way to deal with the situation is to throw himself at Elton as if this were a classic Western duel. It's like a Tarantino scene, but with less blood and more cappuccinos. As it turns out, Elton doesn't even need to move; transforming into his **hairless** self is a pure magic trick that would make even Houdini look like an amateur.
Fornam's jabs are as effective as a cat trying to attack a laser: a veritable spectacle of empty movements. With a shove that feels more like a snap of his fingers, Elton sends Fornam flying, like a tired tour guide throwing an annoying visitor out of his souvenir shop.
Hobland and Roscoe, the evil twins with more brawn than brains, quickly intervene, capturing Fornam as he tries to figure out what happened. "Wait, did I mistake the roof for WrestleMania?" is what you imagine he wants to know as he's tied up on the floor.
### The Moral Dilemma: A Coffee Shop for Thought
And here you are, heart bobbing like a sushi platter in a boat's hammock: *Fornam made a mistake, but he's only human.* And if that weren't enough, he follows your thoughts in an internal monologue that rivals those in bad 80s movies:
- **"Fornam is just an ordinary guy. We can't punish him like he's one of our own tribe."** - Call your own conscience, which is screaming: *For the love of all the gods, he's just a promoter!*
- **"Hey, Elton," you interject, pretending to be the voice of reason, "that's brutal. You're confusing Anger with Justice."** - Because, of course, an ethical barista always has a point to make.
- **"My friend, who brought Fenris to the Hog Throne deserves no one's pity."** - The drama grows all around, as if everyone is waiting for a real outcome to this horror show that is unfolding.
The rain continues to fall, as if the clouds are trying to cover up the bizarre scene you are witnessing. With a broken heart, you realize that, deep down, all this anger tastes like strong, bitter coffee, almost like real life in a city that never sleeps, where the cost of morality seems to be trapped by a simple cup.
### The End is Only the Beginning
So, in the face of all the crisis and confusion, you realize that life is a big espresso machine: it can be complicated, full of pressures and challenges, but here we are, ready to serve, punish or simply run towards the next customer with a request for "An extra dose of justice... and a croissant, please."
In life, as in the art of making coffee, the trick is not to burn yourself, even if everyone around you is ready to make a big show of it. And who knows, maybe in the end we can all just grab a latte and live happily ever after... or until the next shift.