The Green Dragon Detective Agency

In the city-state of Dicefall, everything requires a dice roll to determine its outcome.

Only two kinds of people are exempt: the dead, and Rorschach.

“Now, let's give a warm round of applause to the legendary adventurer, head of the Green Dragon Detective Agency, truth-seeking sword of the dungeons, Eye of Dicefall, scales of the Dicefall City-State, and the Uncrowned Detective of Greyhawk, the honorable Mr. Rorschach, as he takes the stage to address our charity banquet!”

Rorschach, seated below, turns to look at his companions.

“Are you ready?”

Halfling Rogue: “Don't worry, boss. While you're up there keeping their attention, I'll be robbing them of all their valuables down here!”

Dark Elf Cleric: “Do I really have to seduce them? Can't I just smash their heads in with a hammer?”

Tallfolk Bard: “Ah~” (Cut off instantly.)

Rorschach: “If there's no problem, let's get started. By the way, where's Grey?”

“That green dragon? Five minutes ago, he flew off cheering, ‘Burn the mountain!’”

“???”

[Setting inspired by the DND Greyhawk world]