"She is held upon a Verdigris throne that encases her lower body. Her crown is a goblet and from her mouth, wine flows. Only the movement of her eyes suggests life: all seven fix upon you."[1]
Not much is known about the Vintner, but we do know that she is the oldest Grand Devil, or one of the oldest.[2] This scarlet saint oversaw the distillation of souls, a process that seems to be half religious ceremony and half brewery.[3] The last remnants of her living self reside in the Progress of the Bells, in the Hinterlands near Hell.[4]
↑Breathe in the scent of wine, Fallen London"Servants and prisoners enter the palace according to complex hierarchies. All come bearing bottles [...] Sloshing within these, are bottled souls. [...] You can make out a variety of infinitely precise devices [...] Souls are drawn and divided by a range of prisoners, using these formidable machines. The souls are then removed to elsewhere within the palace. Hollow arches look onto scenes alternately alchemic and Bacchic [...]"
↑Beseech the Vintner, Fallen London"The Vintner is long dead. Her corpse is scattered across the Progress, her tongue the clapper of a great bell, her blood a vintage in Hell. But in the Progress, she stands held at the moment of her end."
