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Post by Sabarrah on Jan 26, 2017 9:42:25 GMT
Sabarrah hmms in a not giving anything away manner as they toss for the final time and pushes forward five chips and picks her cup up to slowly drain it a mouthful at a time while waiting to see what happens.
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Post by Louis Cypher on Jan 27, 2017 2:00:14 GMT
"All in," Louis said, with a challenging smirk, tossing in the 5 he owed before sliding in his remaining 15 chips.
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Post by Sabarrah on Jan 27, 2017 9:14:06 GMT
Sabarrah shrugs slightly, drains the dregs of her drink and pushes forwards her remaining chips before motioning for Louis to go first in revealing his cup covered dice and thus his score.
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Post by Louis Cypher on Jan 29, 2017 7:36:58 GMT
Louis raised his cup, revealing an 11.
"21 in total," he said, smirk widening as he knew she only could have tied him at best if she was hiding a 12.
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Post by Sabarrah on Jan 29, 2017 12:47:07 GMT
Sabarrah hmms, personally finding his wide smirk a little insulting to the spirit of a fun game of chance. 'Gloating is not an appealing virtue.' She says in mild rebuke and revealing her dice, showing a ten. She leans back in her chair. 'Nineteen.' She says in an average tone.
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Post by Louis Cypher on Jan 29, 2017 13:06:06 GMT
"When fate smiles on a man, it is only right for him to smile back," Louis said, collecting the mass of chips in the pot. "It was a good hand and you played it well. Feel free to stop by my carriage if you ever wish to try your hand at winning your coin back." He added a wink to this offer.
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Post by Sabarrah on Jan 29, 2017 15:11:29 GMT
Sabarrah gives a genuine smile 'I may just keep you to that offer. I like the odd game to wile away an other wise could be boring evening.. will you be at the feast this evening?'
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Post by Louis Cypher on Jan 30, 2017 0:33:06 GMT
"Of course, I find it hard to turn down a free meal," he laughed, as he stacked his chips and looked to see if the rest would be continuing. "Though if my luck holds, it seems I will be able to afford to be more selective about the company I keep."
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Post by Dungeon Master on Jan 30, 2017 3:01:16 GMT
Lysander raised another glass to his lips and it froze inches from his mouth. He looked at it, and then it dropped from his hands onto the table. Lysander leaned forward to wipe away the spilled drink, and then instead he vomited up what seemed like two whole bottles of Dragonwater Whisky and two lamb sandwiches. It splashed all over the table, spilling over onto some of the other players.
Lysander collapsed back into his chair, and then bent over the table. He rested his face down in a puddle of his sick and whispered, "Games over."
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Post by Louis Cypher on Jan 30, 2017 7:35:59 GMT
Louis grimaced and took the coin he was owed, quickly using a prestidigitation cantrip to clean any errant vomit from his clothes, not bothering to do the same for anyone else.
"A pleasure as always," he said, tipping the barmaid one of the gold pieces. "I will see those of you not too inebriated to walk at the feast."
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Post by Sabarrah on Jan 30, 2017 8:43:44 GMT
Sabarrah yelps and looks disgusted and falls off her stool in an effort to avoid the puke. 'Ewwww....' she softly cries out as her boots and legs get splattered. She picks herself up and after thanking the other players for a fun game makes a fast exit to go clean herself up.
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Post by Vanda on Jan 31, 2017 21:36:24 GMT
After getting a reasonably priced free drink for gustavus, Vanda approached Lysander and tried to help him up and take him to one of the ground floor bedrooms to get cleaned up or sleep this off, "or do you want me to help you home?"
she wa grateful she'd been away from the table when he was puking though.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Jan 31, 2017 21:44:32 GMT
Lysander shook his head. "Just need to sleep. A bed." His voice was weak and he slipped in his own puke and fell to the ground.
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