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<blockquote data-quote="Systole" data-source="post: 6317471" data-attributes="member: 93930">Gemma bids you farewell and good luck, and Harry leads you toward what passes for the merchant district in Gandling.&nbsp; Outside a grubby-looking storefront, he scratches behind his ear.&nbsp; &quot;I'm afraid there's no jewelers here, nor any craftsmen, really.&nbsp; Generally speaking, there's little call for expensive goods, except as pleases the higher-up members of the Syndicate and the Crew.&nbsp; And if one of them wants something, they generally import it from Venza.&nbsp; And the man who does the lion's share of the importing is Mr. Wiste.&quot;&nbsp; He gestures to the store, which bears a sign reading Wiſte's Emporium - Fyne Goodes for ye Diſcernying Cuſtommer.Harry continues.&nbsp; &quot;I understand that Mr. Wiste used to be part of La Famiglia, but when the Don disappeared, he kept neutral.&nbsp; He serves both the Syndicate and the Crew these days.&nbsp; Mr. Wiste has also asked me not to come into the store, so with your pardon, I'll be staying out here.&quot;&nbsp; Harry's tone is light, but there's obviously some ill-will between the men, and his body language clearly communicates an outright refusal to enter the store.Inside the shop, you're immediately struck by the smell of sweat and stale food.&nbsp; Around you, the walls are lined with a generous selection of luxury items, some of high quality, most of mediocre quality ... and all of it overpriced.&nbsp; The overweight, sweaty gentlemen behind the counter rises and greets you in an oily tone of voice.&nbsp; &quot;Rudolf Wiste, at your service.&nbsp; Whatever you need, I'm sure I can get it for you.&quot;&nbsp;<img src="http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/BH_150.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> <img src="http://th07.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2012/060/a/d/fat_merchant_sketch_by_wackoshirow-d4rd3zz.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> . . . . Blind Harry . . . . . . . Rudolf Wiste . . . </blockquote>

[QUOTE="Systole, post: 6317471, member: 93930"] Gemma bids you farewell and good luck, and Harry leads you toward what passes for the merchant district in Gandling. Outside a grubby-looking storefront, he scratches behind his ear. [COLOR=#ff8c00]"I'm afraid there's no jewelers here, nor any craftsmen, really. Generally speaking, there's little call for expensive goods, except as pleases the higher-up members of the Syndicate and the Crew. And if one of them wants something, they generally import it from Venza. And the man who does the lion's share of the importing is Mr. Wiste."[/COLOR] He gestures to the store, which bears a sign reading [I][COLOR=#8b4513]Wiſte's Emporium - Fyne Goodes for ye Diſcernying Cuſtommer[/COLOR][/I]. Harry continues. [COLOR=#ff8c00]"I understand that Mr. Wiste used to be part of La Famiglia, but when the Don disappeared, he kept neutral. He serves both the Syndicate and the Crew these days. Mr. Wiste has also asked me not to come into the store, so with your pardon, I'll be staying out here."[/COLOR] Harry's tone is light, but there's obviously some ill-will between the men, and his body language clearly communicates an outright refusal to enter the store. Inside the shop, you're immediately struck by the smell of sweat and stale food. Around you, the walls are lined with a generous selection of luxury items, some of high quality, most of mediocre quality ... and all of it overpriced. The overweight, sweaty gentlemen behind the counter rises and greets you in an oily tone of voice. [COLOR=#8b4513]"Rudolf Wiste, at your service. Whatever you need, I'm sure I can get it for you."[/COLOR] [IMG]http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/BH_150.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]http://th07.deviantart.net/fs70/150/f/2012/060/a/d/fat_merchant_sketch_by_wackoshirow-d4rd3zz.jpg[/IMG] [B] . . . . [COLOR=#ff8c00]Blind Harry [/COLOR]. . . . . . . [COLOR=#8b4513]Rudolf Wiste[/COLOR] . . . [/B] [/QUOTE]

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