Baron of Tva

The Baron of Tva was awaiting the arrival of a representative to arrange a marriage when he encountered our party who had blagged their way past the guards impersonating the aforementioned representative. The group quite selfishly promised the Baron a deal of a lifetime, any terms he wished in exchange for his bride so long as he listened to the party's pitch about portable bread. The baron listened and invested a minimal sum mostly to get the group gone than for the quality of the bread. The Baron may have later noticed a sofa had gone missing, "probably with the maid for cleaning" he may have assumed as he went about setting up for a wedding.