<div class="floatleft">(http://i67.tinypic.com/312tu7p.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Wenceslas "Winnie" Bordeaux</strong></span><br/>Chronicler, Journalist, and World Traveler.<br/>Character Sheet (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=1738830) HP: 30; AC: 14.<br/><br/>Winnie snatched the coin in mid-air and slammed it on the bartop.<br/><br/>”Thanks, Sal,” he said, smiling.  ”Nothing better than to get pissed drunk this early in the day.”  Then, turning to the barkeep, Winnie cried, ”Oy, you old blackguard!  Bring us a drink!  And I’ll have none of your lip.  What, with your economic theories!”<br/><br/>Turning to Sal, he added:  ”If I had to bet, these people have more to say about any given subject than Sir Val here.”