A successful Merchant had been wandering through the streets, looking for opportunities to invest some money.
After hours upon hours of wandering, the failing tavern he had found early in the night still seemed like the best option.
While walking towards that tavern, eager to make an offer to buy it, the Merchant's eye caught…
'The Young Master?'
The Merchant's flair immediately told him to approach and get closer.
Opportunities surround wealthy and influential people after all.
What he found was a gambling game.
The Merchant entered, betting ten Bronze Coins. He entered for no reason other than to be able to stand steps away from the Young Master, and to, if lucky, be able to talk to him about the game once it ends.
Perhaps the Young Master will confess to being in need of something. Perhaps…
A forty-three-year-old prostitute had just stepped out of the brothel she worked in.
