Majordomo Conin Stanner was currently overseeing the production of his employer's products as the wine was poured into barrels and safely stored underground. Together with several scribes, he took records of every barrel of every drop of wine that was put into the cellar and taken out for shipments in the near future. The peasants were hard at work but at least shown pride in their daily accomplishments. Indeed, everyone here was a human that worked for a vampire, earning their salt to produce a drink simply known as Stonehollow Wine. Lesser Vampires could not be bothered to be creative with names. If a wine bottle bears a name that sounds like a location, most like it came from Ravyrnyra.
But alas, a short break in the counting allowed Majordomo Stanner to examine other areas of the estate such as the housing for the workers, the stables, and the integrity of the road infrastructure. However, a small commotion at the front gate has caught his attention. Visitors or perhaps lost souls seeking work was his first reaction as he walked over to the conversation. When Stanner walked over, he received a better view of the newcomers. One was a girl who was comfortably well-off with her silk black cloak and clean leather boots while the other girl was clearly in a poor state of affairs. The girl with a the black cloak declared herself a mage and wish to enter Montesquieu.
Majordomor Stanner came forward to take over the conversation. To the girls, he was bald, wearing tinted glasses, and was wearing enough colors on his clothing to indicate that he was the supervisor of this estate.
"Lady Willun," he greeted, "I am Majordomo Conin Stanner, and if you are seeking counsel with Sir Morr Grimm, count yourself lucky as he just was about to leave."
He gestured the girls to follow him. "Come this way to meet him."
"Even though I heard rumors of secret knowledge in Montesquieu," Stanner remarked, "Such things that the Night Lords of old would study sounds preposterous."