Vintner
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Acid Res: 0 Elec Res: 0 Cold Res: 0 Heat Res: 0 | |
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Vintner |
Faction
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Merchants' Guild (Loved100 Reputation) |
Demeanor
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neutral |
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Inventory
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Inventory
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x1(100%) x1(100%) | |
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Mutations
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Mutations
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Corpse Dropped
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human corpse(favilink error!) (90%) |
Role
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Brute |
Grape-stained teeth fill their grinning mouth. They sing the praises of their family's vintage.
Wares
| Item | Quantity | Chance |
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 waterskin of wine
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4-6 | 100% |
 crusty loaf
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1-2 | 100% |
 hunk of cheese
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1-2 | 100% |
 smoldered mushroom
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1-2 | 20% |
| Cookbook | 1 | 20% |
Dialogue
Greetings, (player's formaladdressterm).
Live and drink deeply, (player's formaladdressterm).
Ah, (player's formaladdressterm), please come in.
My wares are sweet and strong, (player's formaladdressterm). Care to try them?
Tell me, (player's formaladdressterm), is there any sight more sad than a hookah tent without wine?
Wine, cheese, bread. (player's formaladdressterm), tell me, is there anything else you truly need?
The kipper and I both know that the finest ingredient is time.
Greetings, (player's formaladdressterm). Try some rose wine? One rose is fair, but as you may know from hanging around the Stiltgrounds, five is death.