Lando spoke softly to Brankx,  "this a troubled land, and the people here may not have such luxuries as we are used to.  Please be patient with them.  They need leadership to raise them up from their current state." He drank his wine making his best attempt to enjoy it, and looked over the rim of his cup to gauge the reactions of the patrons.

Zrakrud nods to the Barkeep "A room and food would be appreciated? You said it is one electrum piece?" He turns and looks to the others, speaking softly "What is this electrum piece? I only have these gold coins I have found. They should be worth a fortune. Beyond that I do have some trade I could offer to the barkeep." He had watched some of the other interactions on coin exchanges, but he still did know the value of the coins here for where he lived metal coins would be unheard of.

"I would love some soup." She looked to the others. "Would any of you like to share a room?"

Ismark and Ireena thank you for your help and he pays each of you 10gp.
Ismark: “I’ll also take care of paying for your rooms. Shall we go to bed sister?”
Ireena: “I want my own room tho.”
Ismark: “you’ll get your own bed but I don’t think it’s wise to split up that much.”
Ireena: “yeah you’re probably right. And you guys, I guess you probably shouldn’t be talking to any strangers.”
Ismark: “yes, don’t do that. Just sit here and talk about your soup and rooms and don’t talk to strangers.”

They go upstairs to leave you alone to talk to strangers.

Lando rose hrom his seat and bowed to both siblings.  He took his payment and pocketed it.  "Thank you.  You're company has been the high point of our journey.  I bid you a good night."

When they had left he resumed his seat, and spoke quietly to the rest of the group, "didn't that fortune teller say something about fine wine?"

"Thank you!" Skuldja was happy to receive the 10 gold and her own room. She then sat down near Lando and started ordering ale. Drinking ale was her plan for the time being. Skuldja scratched her head after Lando asked his question. "Hmmm Maybeee..."

Urwin returned with ale for Skuldja, which was just as good as the wine. Clearly this place is cursed.

Urwin: "So...adventurers I take it? Have you figured out how you got here? Strahd dumped you into his little playground that we all unfortunately call home."

He sits down and whispers, "I think I have what you're looking for. Wine Cask???" He ain't gonna say more, just in case you're not the adventurers he's looking for.

"That is interesting," Lando said quietly to Urwin acting nonchalant in case the other patrons were hostile agents, "I'd love to learn more."

Zrakrud looked at the wealth provided to him by Imsurk, 10 golden coins, he bites one to make sure it's real. Then he quickly shoves it into his pack. "Thank you." he offered, after watching them leave he sits down with the others "Such wealth handed to us."

Brankx watches as the gold is handed over and pockets his share without a word. When Irwin returns with the ale and advice, he looks at him. “I hear such ‘wine’ is hard ter find...,any help would be appreciated.” He looks at Lando, the only other with a shred of sense in this group, and nods, letting him take the lead in this

Urvin strokes his beard, "ah what the hell. I'm gonna stick my neck out and trust you. Come into the back and we'll talk in private."

He leads you to the back where the wine casks are. Empty. "We're drying up. My father runs the winery west of Vallaki. They make a new delivery every week, but he hasn't for 2 weeks now and I'm growing mighty a'feard. If you take my wagon and go check on them, help them out if need be, and deliver us new wine, I'll give you what yer looking fer."

Skuldja was sipping ale and listening to what was going on and then follwed everyone to the back mug in hand. There she continued to sip on the mug. "That's a shame about the wine." Skuldja frowned and then took a few more sips. "What we need is important though, so that sounds good to me if the rest of you also think it sounds good." She looked to the others for input.

"Well, if there's one thing this town needs, it's good wine."  He looked down at his own glass, and mumbled, "I know I could certainly use some." In a clearer cheerier tone he said, "we'll leave in the morning."

"How far out of town is this winery? None of us are from here." Zrakrud asks, though no hint of real concern in his voice. He thought of the Baron's "party" for the people.

Brankx looks at the man. “...and more to the point, how do we know ye have what ye say?”

He explains the distance, a few hours travel west and then south and then west some more will take you to the Winery. He would go himself except that the Baron won't let any town people leave because of the festival, and while he knows the Baron is insane...he doesn't want to risk being murdered over a party.

"How do you know I have what I say? My dear dwarf, at this point no one has said anything and I've had to do all the talking. I am assuming you've spoken with Madam Eva and she's told you about a certain thing inside a wine cask??? But all of you are playing things so close to your chest, choosing to trust no one, you'll never accomplish anything if you don't start TALKING to people. Nevertheless, I'm the good guy, and I'm here to help you, even if it means being the only proactive person in all of Barovia. NOW GO GET MY WINE."

Lando leaned against an empty cask while sipping his wine, and wrinkled his nose at it, then spoke, "I've spoken to several people in this region, and I have to say, the people around here aren't worth my time talking to." He held his glass up to the light, and looked through it noting the fine particulates which floated in it, and continued, "however, the promise of decent wine is worth my time, so I'll do this favor for you.  I do this for my purposes, remember that."

Brankx, sour disposition as always, simply nods at Nando's agreeance of the mission

urvin gives Lando a deep look, studying him, agreeing. “wine before wenches good sir. get some rest, tourists, your rooms on me tonight. least i can do!”

In the morning before setting off on the next leg of their journey, Lando visited with Ismark and Ireena.  "I want to thank you both for your companionship on our travels.  Burgomaster Ismark, you are a man of reason, and I admire that.  The people need reasonable men to guide them, and you give me hope for the people of Barovia."  He heartily shook Ismark's hand, then he addressed Ireena, "Mistress, you are a ray of sunshine in an otherwise bleak world.  I don't know what troubles we'll face in the days ahead.  If I might be so bold as to ask for a token, a handkerchief, or a ribbon, to remind me that there still is beauty in the world?"

She gives Lando a hug-quite uncustomary in this land-and whispers into his ear: "Take me with you. I'll die hidden away in this town, I need adventure, I was made for this."

She then offers him a silk handkerchief. "Always."

Zrakrud was satisfied with the answer, only nodding in return as Lando made the agreement formal. Gathering up his stuff he headed up stairs for his room. Taking a kneeling posture he began is waking dream state that his kind did.

Brankx, after the night rest, came downstairs to see Lando being hugged by Ireena. He rolls his eyes as he pass3s, but whispers so only he and her hear it. “If ye have stopped carousing, ye want ter get goin’ and find this wine!”

Lando returned the hug, and whispered back to Ireena, "meet us at the inn keeper's wagon."  When the separated he took her handkerchief and held her hand for an extra moment when he did.  After Brankx made his comment he gave both siblings a melancholy smile and said, "we have to be going I'm afraid. I bid you both a fond farewell." He joined with his companions in preparations for their journey.

Zrakrud watched the exchange indifferently. He wanted this task to be done.