Witch's Marsh red wine

Woulda look at that. The little lady (@Brouhaha) would have herself a field day if she saw this one. Valdemar’s never been one to gawk much, he’s seen a plethora of different folks and he himself is one of ‘em. But he’s never quite seen someone like this; maybe he’s starting to get what their stares are all about.
Not minding the dirt and grime in the least, he approaches with a good fashion smile—always the friendly sort, perhaps too much. This place doesn’t seem to suit you much. You alright? He asks with the tilt of his head.