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"Andre" goes to The Old Inn to look for some information.

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Arc 716, 16th Trial of Ashan
An inn. Ye Old Inn, to be exact. A right, proper place to fit it.

Straightening his back, András prepared to open the door to the establishment, but paused as his hand reached for the handle. Did the poor have such impeccable posture? The young nobleman glanced over his shoulder, watching a number of commoners mill by on the streets. Of course not! They weren't trained like dogs to keep their heads high. Not when you could step into someone's chamber pot if you took your eyes off the ground. Andráska relaxed, smiled to himself and pushed open the door.

Midday, with only a number of people about. Mostly drunks, and those without much interest in the standard hours of a job. He moved further inside, noticing the worn floors, the warmth of the fireplace, and rustic feel of it all. How delightful, he mused to himself, surprisingly not feeling out of place. No one spared him more than a glance, for the most part. Look at me, being poor. This is fun.

András moved languidly to the bar, sliding into a seat nearby a couple of sailors who had the attention of the barkeep. She looked up at his arrival and her eyes lit up. Chatting quickly to the other two, she grabbed her tray and made her way to stand besides him, "Haven't seen you here before," she said with a light tone, placing a hand on her hip, "And I remember a handsome face." She smiled at him, and András couldn't help by smile back.

"Are you flirting with me?" he teased, taking in her appearance. She was perhaps towards her late twenties, full bodied with wide hips and full breasts. Her hair was a dirty blonde, thrown into a wild bun and her outfit was simple in make. An apron hung from her corseted waist and he rested an elbow on the bar, turning his body to face her, "'Cause if you are, I accept."

She laughed, "You talk kinda funny. But I like it," she winked, "Can I get you anything to eat? Something to drink?"

András pondered the question. Wine was nice enough, and he liked a shot or two of a nice brandy. But he wasn't here to get drunk and if he was being honest, he didn't know what one usually got at a place like this. It most certainty was not the pissy posh wineries he'd been raised attending. He just needed to observe, "Some... ale?" That's what some of the stable boys used to drink when they were off the job, so he hoped he guessed correctly. When she nodded and walked away with no further comment on his choice, he relaxed.

Glancing to his right, he watched the sailors. They grumbled about work, about the hours, about the damn taxes. Problems by the lower class were almost always about money or time. 'Hate to be the baron of bad news, fellas, it's the same the richer you are.' He kept his eyes moving around the room, as to not let the sailors in on his eavesdropping. They mentioned a few shipments here and there, but not much else.

He tried not to frown, disappointed that this place wasn't a hub of juicy gossip. 'What? Grown men don't talk shit any chance they get? No? Just arrogant dukes?' András tapped his fingers impatiently on the edge of the table in front of him.

When the barmaid returned, she slapped a full glass of ale in front of him, leaning in from the other side of the bar so that her ample chest was clear for him to see. She smiled sweetly, noticing nothing, and attempted a friendly approach, "So, do you have a name, or will I have to guess it?"

It was then the idea struck him. 'If anyone knows a secret, it's you.' Still enjoying her attention, András leaned forward as well, till their faces were inches apart. He could see the soft imprint of crows feet beginning to line her eyes. She smiled a lot, he realized. He liked that. "I'll tell you mine, if you tell me yours." He grinned, reaching for the drink she still had her hand around. His fingers touched hers and he met her eyes.

"Gina," she whispered, her breath hinting of having smoked tobacco. It made András nearly ask for a smoke.

"Gina," he repeated, nodding and preparing his lie, "They call me Andre."

They held their stare a moment longer till she pulled back with some reluctance, "Andre," she nodded, "It suits you."

He beamed, pleased and lifted the drink in her honor, trying to think of a way to push her for a little information. A little rumor. Maybe a lead. "Cheers, love."She smiled, and he began to drink.
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Arc 716, 16th Trial of Ashan
"So, Gina," Andre began, after barely swallowing another swig of ale. The words were a welcome reprise from having to continue to stomach the stuff, "Any new gossip in the mill?"

"What were you thinking?" The barmaid twisted a rag inside a mug to dry it and looked up at him with a smile, "Do you want something simple, or maybe a little... bad?"

"Bad, please," Andre couldn't help but lean forward, watching the woman set the glass down and toss the rag over her shoulder, "Always bad."

"Bad news for bad boys, then," Gina grinned, pretending to think of a secret. She walked around the bar to where he sat and for a moment, the noble thought she might kiss him. Her eyes were clouded, her hips swaying intentionally. When he looked around, no one seemed to notice, and she cupped a hand to his ear and began to whisper.

Andre's cheeks turned hot from what she said, and a stir in his stomach made him hungry for something, and it wasn't exactly food. Images connected in his mind, playing along to the song of her words, and when she pulled away, she looked him in the eye, "Is that a good secret?"

He nodded with a smile, "I think it's perfect," Not exactly one he could use, though. Unless he wanted to arouse all of Rynmere. "You can tell me more, if you like. But I'm not sure I could handle another one like that. You'll steal my innocence if you're not careful."

The woman grinned, "Innocence? Pretty boy like you hasn't had innocence since he was ten." She snickered and was about to lean forward again when her eyes lit up, "The lord's son! I forgot. Couple came in here chatting last night. There's been a proposal."

Lusty thoughts flew from András' mind, "When?" Lord's son? Marriage? "Who? What lord?"

"Lord Andaris. The first born. Peake's his name. He announced it at the winery last night in front of everyone. The couple said he fawned about the pretty little girl and said he loved her."

András flipped through the mental files he had of every noble. Peake's reputation proceeded him. Next in line for baron, son of Benji Andaris, brother of Quincy and Leeson, "Was it arranged?"

"No, I don't think so. The couple said the Lord's father has been trying to. They seen him go on dates when they've been out grabbing a drink of fancy wine, but who knows?"

"Did they know the girl's name?"

"No, don't know if it was revealed. It didn't come up. Said she was a lovely redhead though. Very nice choice. I remember the man said something about a high class whore but the woman said she was a business woman? Saw her making arrangements and signing papers."

From what he had always heard, Peake Andaris did enjoy a beautiful woman, and twice as much if she worked at a brothel. But whores didn't usually make deals on paper. They usually had more... unspoken agreements. A business woman was most likely, and someone who the father would approve of, "Love? He loves her?"

Gina shrugged, "You're guess is as good as mine, handsome. Marriage is set for the next cycle."

András looked to the door, "I just realized I left the stove on. I'll be back later tonight. Here, for your trouble." He paid for his unfinished drink and hardly looked back as he ran out the door. He needed to get the Gazette. Now.
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Arc 716, 16th Trial of Ashan
Andras ran the entire way, stopping periodically to catch his breath, and when the building came into sight, he nearly collapsed on the steps, clutching the stitch in his side. His legs propelled him forward, and his muscles strained to carry him much farther. The noble yanked the front doors free and stumbled inside, stumbling into the wall. "Paper! Someone give me a piece of paper!"

Eyes wild, he snatched up the nearest piece of parchment and a pen and began to write:
  • A Noble Engagement!
    Peake Andaris to be Wed

    On the 15th of Ashan, a noble wedding was announced by the groom in question, Lord Peake Maxos Andaris. The engagement announcement took place at the noble family's very own venue, Andaris Gala and Winery, where the young lord took a stand and proclaimed his love and passion for a red headed beauty. The bride to be's name was kept private, but she is said to be a prominent business woman in the city, who will no doubt make the families proud.

    The wedding date has yet to be announced, but the Lord revealed it to be taking place within the next cycle, as family negotiations go under way. We at the Gazette wish only happiness and prosperity to the Andaris family during such a time of celebration and excitement and aim to bring you the most up to date information on the matter.
Scratching out mistakes and struggling to find the perfect words, Andras re-wrote the article a number of times, finally pleased with his work. When he was done, he kissed it, and grinned like a mad man. Turning it in, the noble was excited. His first submission, and it was front page worthy.
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Name: Andráska Venora

Knowledge:
Location: Ye Olde Inn
Gina: Barmaid at Ye Olde Inn
Gina: Smokes tobacco
Gina: A good source of information
Gina: Would like to sleep with you
Peake Andaris: Engaged to a redheaded woman during Ashan 716
Peake Andaris: Son of Benji Andaris
Peake Andaris: Next in line to be Baron
Peake Andaris: Engaged to a businesswoman?
Disguise: Commoners have poor posture
Disguise: Commoners prefer ale to wine
Disguise: Commoners like to complain about money and time
Persuasion: How to tell if playful or serious words would work best
Persuasion: Sometimes it’s best to be blunt
Seduction: Look your target in the eyes
Endurance: Don’t forget to breathe
Running: Can cause stomach cramps
Writing: The importance of editing
Writing: The first draft is never the best draft

Loot: Please deduct -1sn from your ledger for the ale.
Injuries: N/A
Fame: +2 for publishing your article in the Gazette, +1 for freely sharing the discovery of Peake Andaris’ engagement

Story: 5/5
Collaboration: 0/5
Structure: 5/5
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Comments: Really enjoyable thread, Andras! I always love reading your writing. I enjoy how you tell beautiful short stories. You always make your character and the supporting characters come to live with realistic goals, fun personalities, and a little bit of sauciness. I'm very much looking forward to your next one!

If you feel I've missed anything or if you have questions about your review, please don't hesitate to send me a quick PM. Thank you!
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