[Hello, Victory Road! Wherever you happen to find yourself today, strangely enough, you will find a little cart not too far away. Manning it is a sleepy young man, yawning as he preps tiny pots of the best coffee you have ever smelled. There's a tiny range and various additives that the culturally savvy would pin down as being Turkish, though it doesn't seem like he knows that? This guy is moreso playing it by ear, as it were, and still this stuff seems like it's turning out amazingly. The little Wynaut perched on his shoulder just completes the image as the two speak softly to each other. If he happens to spot you, the young man will tiredly wave you over.]

Hey. Would you like some coffee? I found this setup...so I figured, why not make some?

Wynaut!

Mhm, that's right, Dia. Why not.

[Alternatively, you could find the card when he's not working it - instead, sitting on the ground and leaning against it as he naps, holding a stave in his hands as his Wynaut is cuddled up against him. What's this guy doing, sleeping on the job? Wake him up!]