Taking the old wine he poured himself a glass. "I remember when this stuff was given out by kings. It was truly a honour to be gifted one of these" He examined the wax stamp. "Ah, the last bottle from the imp kings court" Holding the deep red glass bottle to the light "It was gifted to the lone adventure as a present for clearing the dust clouds." breaking the seal and smelling it "Still have the smell of pixie wings and Magna Crow eggs, it is truly a rare bottle." Sliding four gold coins over the counter. "Thats two for the bottle, one for keeping it pristine and another for not breaking the wax seal" pouring a small glass he took a sip, the taste took him by surprised "Well, I haven't tasted Crowned Goliath blood in a while. It still tastes sugar sweet like it did back when they wernt killed or used for war."