A figure approaches the group, and as his blonde, curly hair, rich red clothing, and the wineskin swinging from his hip come into view it becomes fairly easy to identify the man -- Antonio Di Vini, someone who had become something of a regular fixture in the noble camps during the campaigns of the war. He was a Tuscan wine merchant, or at least he worked for one, and he had been making the rounds in the noble camps during the war on the Queen's side, providing the aristocrats with (to be fair, very good) wine and compliments side by side with Cadoc Lloyd the Galwalan cloth merchant. How he was viewed among those that knew of him probably depended on how closely they cleft to aristocracy. He and Cadoc had made concerted efforts to be polite, courteous, and charming to the aristocrats of the camp (the kind who demanded they get fine goods in the middle of a war) and their efforts to sate those needs had made them quite popular among those circles. It was also entirely possible that others might view Antonio in a much more negative light -- he could be seen as blatantly opportunistic or less than genuine, especially to those who dislike association with the more rigid aristocrats. At least it could be said that he had bet on the Queen before it was clear she would win. But here he was coming towards the group, with a relaxed smile on his face... if one that the more cunning and perceptive could probably see as rather affected despite his best efforts.
When he reaches the group, he performs a little bow and speaks up. "Hello there, I apologize for my tardiness but I am another initiate into the Order of the White Branch. My name is Antonio Di Vini, and it's very pleasant to meet you all."