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[h2][color=darkorchid][i][b]Victoria Belmont[/b][/i][/color][/h2][i][b][color=9932cc]Half-Elf, Bard, Level 5[/color][/b][/i]
[color=9932cc][i][b]HP:[/b][/i][/color] 33 / 33	[color=9932cc][i][b]Armor Class:[/b][/i][/color] 16	[color=9932cc][i][b]Conditions:[/b][/i][/color] Buzzed [i](Temporary Exhaustion, 1)[/i]
[color=9932cc][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Rose River Vineyard (Tasting Room)
[color=9932cc][i][b]Action:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=9932cc][i][b]Bonus Action:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=9932cc][i][b]Reaction:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
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	The tiny amount of magic that Victoria channeled to summon her familiar felt a little but like a specific moment in many a tavern night. Specifically, the moment where she had indulged in one of her favorite wines, but did not realize until standing and excusing one's self to visit the little Bard's room that the wine had made an impact. She still had her mental faculties enough to realize that she was [i]ever so slightly[/i] more loosened up than she really intended to be at the outset of the evening. It was not the best of ideas to get in that quick measure of brandy - the particularly not cursed brandy - before attending a wine tasting. Well, "in for a penny," as the saying went. She was already cursed, in her own way. The brandy was a mere drop in the bucket. 

	Be it that the application of bread, cheese, and fruit might affect her slender, girlish figure, it might also work to help counter the effects of her indulgence. So after handing off the bread plate to her guest, Annick, Victoria made her way over to the table where Lizbeth was appropriating her own share of finger foods. And stealing a glass of wine. Before she could get there, Cecily gave her announcement of a more ...interactive... tour of the rooms from which they had recently entered. The additional samples of their numerous fine vintages stored within was a temptation, to be sure, but it afforded other opportunities. 

	The sudden surprise from Lizbeth when she thought that she had been caught by her aunt getting a glass of the Honigblume (and stifled laughter from the Mosswaters) prompted Victoria to maneuver between Cecily and Lizbeth's line of sight in pursuit of her alcohol-soaking snack. Between Cecily's gaze and Lizbeth's glass, anyway. The Bard looked back and gave Lizbeth a knowing wink, then took another small sip of her wine. It was a token movement, as she was trying to actively decrease the rate with which she was approaching intoxication. In truth, this was all a ploy to get nearer to the impromptu tour guide that she knew best, and as such had the better chance of influencing. [color=9932cc]"If it's all right with you, Mademoiselle L'Rose,"[/color] began Victoria in hushed, formal tones, [color=9932cc]"I would prefer very much you showing me around in [i]here[/i], first."[/color]

	Victoria's eyes motioned in the direction of the door with the chunky, inset lock as a near mischievous smile crossed her otherwise serene, sublime features, a spark of trouble glinting from crystal blue, almond shaped eyes.  

	Back near Rens, Medician Floquet held a firm look as one who had just finished mildly embarrassing themselves despite the assurances that she, in fact, had not. While her own history was far from sterling, even her recent history, Annick was painfully aware that she was not in her own place and did not have the luxury of being quite as touchy. That and, for her dislike of the things which her new, young student did as a spellcaster, she was a guest of said student and what was left of the L'Rose Family in their estate. Yet at the same time, the older woman didn't just come here to be sociable. [color=darkgray]"I can think of a question or two I wouldn't mind answered. And I never have seen the inside of a grand winery like this. We've been neighbors for a long while now, Madame L'Rose. I would enjoy a tour."[/color] She gave a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes, drained her glass, and went to set it on the table. 

	Annick's gaze met Victoria's as she deliberately put her glass down. She then pulled the shawl from around her neck and set it on the table next to her glass, then reached into her cloak and retrieved a small leather case with a brassy, metal clasp, which she placed on top of her shawl. Leaving these things behind, she returned to Master Rens. [color=darkgray]"Lead on, [i]Master of Wine[/i]. I'm curious and thirsty."[/color]