Aristo the Wine Merchant


“Well met my friends. I have made contact with my church, however they cannot aid us with further information, but I’m sure they will aid us as far as their capacity allows. They do not control much influence within the city but I suspect that after these events have played out they will. Thank you for waiting for me, have you seen anything of out Master Aristo?”

“You look better Maruc, I see the fresh air has done you well. I would guess that you found your church then? Good. We have been awaiting your esteemed presence, were you successful in locating and priest of sufficient seniority to divine thoughts from Aristo?” Miklos added.

“Sadly no, we will have to us the old fashioned method. Perhaps Nicolai would be the most persuasive. I am inhibited by ethics.” Maruc winked at Nicolai.

“In answer to your other question we have keep an eye on him but have yet to see anything suspicious. Now you are here I think it’s time to invite our merchant for a discussion. Naturally he may be intirely innocent and doubtless he fervently play this card claiming he’d never seen any of the ‘Veiled before,” Miklos added.

Feldard greets the priest with a nod, glad that the watching and waiting is over–he’s one for action not spying on folk. “Yes, well.. let us go speak with the man. I’m parched with watching his wares. Nicolai, the questioning will be left to you.”

Saeth nodded to herself. It was good to be done waiting. She stepped after the dwarf–if Nicholai wasn’t prepared to do what need to be done to the merchant, she imagined she could, given what he’d done… Lesser enemies in Darokin had a way of coming back again and again, and Specularum hardly seemed any more pure.

Feldard lead the way towards the merchant’s booth. “Good afternoon, sir. What have you to quench a dwarfs thirst on such a day?”

“Ah… Let me see.” Aristo dug around through his booth for a few moments. “Here we go, perhaps Marilinev Red. The duke himself has been known to keep a few bottles on hand. And here I have a fine port imported from Darokin.”



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8 responses to “Aristo the Wine Merchant

  1. Continuing the Investigation:
    Saeth: 10xp +5xp
    Maruc: 10xp+10xp
    Miklos: 10xp+10xp
    Feldard: 10xp +5xp +10xp DM choice

    Saeth: 1310/4000
    Maruc: 1185/1500
    Miklos: 1150/2500
    Nicolai: 1065/1200
    Feldard: 1085/2200

  2. Miklos (Mu 1)

    Miklos thought that if news travels fast around here the word of Nicolais treachery may have reached his ears and since he only saw he yesterday he may well recognised him. Miklos watched the man carefully. I wonder with a little deception he may accidentally reveal his links with the ‘veiled. However knowing what Nicolai said and their past experiences Miklos doubted whether the man would slip up like that. Taking a look at the man he didn’t look particularly brawny, but neither did Nicolai and they tried to recruit him…

    Knowing how his father acted in such places he brushed the Dwarf aside, and gave him a quick conspiratoral wink. “Aristo I presume? Good.” Miklos answered himself before the man had a chance to answer. “I am meeting some of the city’s grandest nobles and my table must boast the finest wines money can buy.” He gave a slow look around the shop. “None of which I can see on your shelves, perhaps I was misled?” he stared down his long nose at the merchant. “You are Aristo? This is your wine emporium? You have many fans in the city but I see little here to warrent such a reputation.”

    “You have other wines in the cellar I hope.” He said glaring over the counter. “And if they are properly cared for you will not bring them to me for you will disturb the sediment! I will follow you and you will show me what you really,/i> have.”

  3. Maruc

    Maruc caught Miklos’s wink and was impressed with his angle, Maruc’s first thought was to come blurting out with a nice long sermon about being good to your fellow man and try to guilt-trip the mna into a confession. He wasn’t used to having to go about seeking confessions, people usually came to him…

    Maruc tried to look like a retainer, mimicing the bluster of the young mage. Playing along his added.
    “My Master doesn’t like waiting, and there are many Wine Merchants of reputation in the city. My Master has come to you purely as a whim I would take the opportunity to fill your coffers if I were you. Especially when your wines will be tasted by the nobility of the city! Jump to it man.”

  4. Miklos (Mu 1)

    Note: The ‘conspiritoral wink’ was to Feldard and out of sight of Aristo.

  5. Saeth Tegau

    Well, if the youth wanted to play the noble, let him. In fact, Saeth supposed it might not be an act–given that many households traditionally dressed their younglings in that sort of tattered cape–any more than her new role as a ‘bodyguard’ was completely an act.

    In any case, she stood a ways back, looking around warily. Not seeing any obvious signs of the secret society, she pictured how the ten men must’ve approached him with the hood, where they must’ve stood.

    I’m assuming that the ground here is far to well-travelled to actually track their footprints anywhere, though I imagine Saeth would notice if otherwise. She’s also interested in anything out of place, or if it looks like there might be digging going on (more noticeable if we visit the cellar).

  6. Nicolai (T1)

    Nicolai is just observing, skulking in the shadows by the entrance.

  7. Feldard (Dwf 1)

    At being brushed aside, Feldard’s face goes a crimson. “By my beard! Of all the ..” then he catches the wink and pauses in bafflement for a moment. “You know what you can do with your nobility!” he grumps folding his arms to wait to see what Miklos’ angle was.

  8. Maruc

    Maruc lent down to the dwarf, “Might I have a quick word?”

    Ushering him away from Miklos and the merchant and in whispered tones he said, “This is a subterfuge to get the man from the shop front away from the eyes of the passer-by’s! Play along, Miklos seems to know what he’s doing. I’m sure he’ll apologise later.” Maruc grinned.

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