Joanne
He didn't like missions near the Rift, far too close to the Dawnguard for comfort, far too risky of someone of his power.

But orders were orders, and he was ordered to check the surroundings of Rift for noisy vampires that were too young to act properly or simply careless, his job was to force them to halt their actions either through words or through force.

He walked through the streets of this disgusting little town in the middle of the night, keeping his head low and giving the guards respectful nods as he walked by them, he always started from the biggest town in the area before making his way down, its how these operations usually went.
Kenneth
*There was some sort of argument going on outside of a smaller tavern.*

"I understand not stocking that swill from Whiterun... Honningbrew? But I know you're being paid not to sell *My* Wine... You bought three cases."

*She was quite a tall dunmer lady, wearing a large sun hat. She was very well dressed for the town. But there was something about her. Another vampire could tell that she was one. Pale, her face was a little off, and her eyes.*
Joanne
His eyes landed on the Dunmer lady, it takes one to know another, though she looked a lot more civilized than what one would expect from wild vampires, it was clear that she was not one of the vampires he was on the hunt for.


But perhaps she could still be somewhat useful, he made his way towards the two that were arguing, listening closely to the argument as he did so.

"Is there an issue here?" Asked the vampire, stopping by the duo.
Kenneth
*She could tell right away with him. She was arguing with an argonian who ran a small bar just a little bit farther from the market.*

"Why does it matter to you? I suppose another opinion is useful."

*She looked at him, standing with one arm behind her back, elbow bent. She wasn't hiding anything, her hand was visible.*

"This bartender lacks the integrity to stock my Wine, and would rather take a Bribe from the Black-Briars. I've come to buy back the cases... One of them wasn't meant to go out to the public."
Joanne
"That is most unprofessional." Said Alaric, his gaze turning towards the argonian as he decided to give her a hand in hopes of giving her a hand.

Using vampire seduction on the Argonian, giving himself the reminder that he soon needs to feed, he put a hand on the Argonian's shoulder,"Do what the lady asks of you, regardless of what the Black-Briars tell you." He stated.
Kenneth
*The argonian almost immediately parted with the particular case she was after. It was a dark red wood, well padded inside. There was no sound coming from inside. The Argonian went back inside. He was doing as he was told.*

"I appreciate that, but my question is, why is someone of your particular... Condition, here?"

*She opened the case, it was 6 bottles of wine in standard bottles. She examined a bottle. It was a deep, crimson red, with a purple hue.*

"It's spoiled..."
Joanne
"Is it too hard to believe that i despise injustice?" He asked as put both of his hands behind his back before he spoke up once more, caring little for the Argonian's presence since she was under his control for now.


"I am hunting those of similiar condition who cannot control themselves and you lady, are decently civilized, not one of them i assume." Asked the vampire.