Slumming with a purpose.

Wim was starting to feel a bit more confident with his lumberjack friends at his side. Most of the sales calls went really well, people were interested in buying. His inquiring about the vials and what people needed. It did not take much effort for Wim to be talked into stopping at the Drunken Hare. He had been avoiding the place. But the reason for that was now protecting him.

“Fellows, I have the feeling that we are going to have ourselves a lucky night,” he said to them, He let the makings of a card game coming on. People had been celebrating most of the day which meant the picking might be easy.

He wasn’t after people money, he was at their markers, those beautiful IOU’s. He wanted information about the illicit side of life in Lowood and town. It seemed that the could be a bit of a profit to be made and he might just be able to protect some of the people being exploited.

Prostitutes, children, stable boys, cooks, and maids all were great sources of information as the wold tended to ignore them. He figured if he could get the lowest of the low of Lowood on his side, well the town could be turn.

Forgiving gambling debts was one way to win people over and be seen as gracious an benevolent person.