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Aw hell, I guess I could play a hand or a roll or whatever you call it.
DM
62241 Heck is going to keep an extra close eye on Jacob to try and see what’s going on. He’s not much of a gambler, but he knows a cheat when he sees one.
"Well we normally don't let people in the middle of a game," Jacob chuckles, "but I guess we could make an exception this time. You can go before me this time."
Bill slips from his chair and Jacob loses his smile. "Ya goin' that high, this soon?!" Bill complains loudly. He then checks, double checks, and triple checks his dice before tossing a Quarter in, "Right, fine then Six 6s."
Jacob seems livid, as if the entire group just ruined his plans. A long awkward pause ensues. "Well?" Bill asks. "E-eight 6s," Jacob stutters out as he puts a Quarter in.
It is now Eugene's Turn. There is $2.00 in the Pot.
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Goteem
Dobbs smiles at his victory, seeing an opportunity to butter Jacob up and see if he knows anything or just what his deal is. "Fortune ain't nothin' but a cruel temptress my friend,"he says to Jacob with a tip of his hat. "Why don'tche stay an' shoot the shit while we play. A lucky feller like yeh could help me out jus' bein' around," he finishes with a wink. He rolls his dice for the next round.
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((Out of curiosity, since we've been using allegories, what language is Ibern similar to? I kinda figured Corfauxis was French))
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Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
((Most of the names use some allusion to the original. Ibern is a corruption of Iberia, which is the peninsula that contains Spain, Portugal, and Andorra depending on who you ask. So it's Spanish))
The drinks that Heck ordered finally arrive. The waitress puts 6 Bottles down on the table, by each person. She then leaves, but not before shooting Heck quick a glare. "Right," Bill readies himself and rolls his dice, "it's my turn to start." He takes a look at his hand for a little while before putting a Quarter into the Pot, "One 4." Jacob still seems rather displeased with the results of the previous round, though he's trying his best to hide it. He takes a swig straight out of the bottle of Whiskey. "I suppose it is," he finally replies to Eugene, "but when your on a roll, it never much feels like it's about to end anytime soon." He takes another swig, "I guess it's finally time for us to hit the road fellas." Larry pats Jacob on the back, "It done be long time in my 'pinion, but I couldn' leave without you. What 'bout you Bill?" Bill sighs, "I figure Beth ain't comin' back anytime soon, so I mighta well. Better finish the current job 'fore we leave 'o course. Got somethin' like a week left don't we? Wouldn't wanna leave without the payment, 'therwise it gonna be hard ta make a new life. Also gotta finish this game at a minimum."
"Three 3s. So, if there's nothin' in particular yeh fellers do fer fun--though I am enjoyin' myself--anythin' interestin' happen of late? Out of the ordinary I mean."
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Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
"Hmm..." Larry thinks as he rubs his neck. "Three 1s," Bill puts another Quarter in, "Around here, not much happens, but a bit more has happened in the last week than usual." "I suppose that's true," Jacob nods. Larry begins counting on his fingers, "Well there was the appearance of that there Dragon you musta' saw, since I figures you was on the Train. There was the Drow Witch who done come here last Train, I figures you heard about her by now. I been hearing that some Kobolds took over the old Abandoned Silver Mine just to the South of here. And lastly, we all been seeing a lot of those Orcs gathering around Whiterock recently, word is Officer Campbell has gotten anxious lately. If you wanna know anything from Jamestown, Jacob is the only one of use that can get through the Res easily." Jacob takes another swig of Whiskey before straightening up. He looks much better now, and his smile is back. He seems to be eagerly waiting to be asked something.
Vito
When you hear about Officer Campbell, the hair on your neck stands on end. If it's the same one you knew back when you were a Tribal Agent, you never got along with him. Warrant Officer of the Publican Core, Joseph Campbell. Human, Medium Sized, Short Brown Hair, Brown Eyes, and the most boring person you could imagine both looks and personality wise. The first day you two met, you disliked each other immediately. It never escalated to more than snide words and you mostly let each other alone, but there was just something about him that never failed to instantly made your mood sour. The same seemed true for him as well.
Vito watches Eugene and Heckplay dice for awhile. He decides to move check out the General Store to see if he can pick up some cigars. "Awl right gentlemen,"he says to Heck and Eugene, "I'm gonna mosey over to that General Store to pick me up some cigars. You gents need anything while I'm there?"And after he hears their requests he heads over to the store.
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Aw hell, I guess I could play a hand or a roll or whatever you call it.
DM
6 2 2 4 1 Heck is going to keep an extra close eye on Jacob to try and see what’s going on. He’s not much of a gambler, but he knows a cheat when he sees one.
"Well we normally don't let people in the middle of a game," Jacob chuckles, "but I guess we could make an exception this time. You can go before me this time."
2 6 4 6 6
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
"Five 6s."
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Bill slips from his chair and Jacob loses his smile. "Ya goin' that high, this soon?!" Bill complains loudly. He then checks, double checks, and triple checks his dice before tossing a Quarter in, "Right, fine then Six 6s."
It is now Heck's Turn. There is $1.50 in the Pot.
((Never played this game btw, hope that wasn't a faux pas lol))
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
((It was a high start, but more a surprise than a faux pas))
((Ah well. Jacob reminds me of my brother teaching me texas hold 'em, fight fire with fire))
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Heck flips a quarter into the pot. 7 sixes.
Jacob seems livid, as if the entire group just ruined his plans. A long awkward pause ensues. "Well?" Bill asks. "E-eight 6s," Jacob stutters out as he puts a Quarter in.
It is now Eugene's Turn. There is $2.00 in the Pot.
"Liar." Dobbs meets Jacob's eye.
((That's how you challenge right?))
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Heck leans back, smiles, and dances a coin across his knuckles. whadda ya say there, Jake? You tellin tales outta school?
The Hands are Revealed.
Eugene's Hand: 2 6 4 6 6
Bill's Hand: 1 6 6 6 4
Heck's Hand: 1 4 2 5 4
Jacob's Hand: 6 3 3 3 1
There are not Eight 6s, Jacob is out.
Eugene
He has the exact numbers in the exact order he whispered in his hand.
"Been a while since I done seen you out early," Larry comments. "Uh- yeah..," Jacob shakes his head, "I guess my luck had to run out eventually."
Goteem
Dobbs smiles at his victory, seeing an opportunity to butter Jacob up and see if he knows anything or just what his deal is. "Fortune ain't nothin' but a cruel temptress my friend," he says to Jacob with a tip of his hat. "Why don'tche stay an' shoot the shit while we play. A lucky feller like yeh could help me out jus' bein' around," he finishes with a wink. He rolls his dice for the next round.
1 1 2 2 4
((Out of curiosity, since we've been using allegories, what language is Ibern similar to? I kinda figured Corfauxis was French))
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
((Most of the names use some allusion to the original. Ibern is a corruption of Iberia, which is the peninsula that contains Spain, Portugal, and Andorra depending on who you ask. So it's Spanish))
The drinks that Heck ordered finally arrive. The waitress puts 6 Bottles down on the table, by each person. She then leaves, but not before shooting Heck quick a glare. "Right," Bill readies himself and rolls his dice, "it's my turn to start." He takes a look at his hand for a little while before putting a Quarter into the Pot, "One 4." Jacob still seems rather displeased with the results of the previous round, though he's trying his best to hide it. He takes a swig straight out of the bottle of Whiskey. "I suppose it is," he finally replies to Eugene, "but when your on a roll, it never much feels like it's about to end anytime soon." He takes another swig, "I guess it's finally time for us to hit the road fellas." Larry pats Jacob on the back, "It done be long time in my 'pinion, but I couldn' leave without you. What 'bout you Bill?" Bill sighs, "I figure Beth ain't comin' back anytime soon, so I mighta well. Better finish the current job 'fore we leave 'o course. Got somethin' like a week left don't we? Wouldn't wanna leave without the payment, 'therwise it gonna be hard ta make a new life. Also gotta finish this game at a minimum."
It is now Heck's Turn. Their is $2.25 in the Pot.
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Heck raises his eyebrows at the waitress's glare and shoots a look to Vito and Dobbs, a we'll talk later type look. He looks at his dice. Two 4s.
((If it was unclear it is now Eugene's Turn))
"Three 3s. So, if there's nothin' in particular yeh fellers do fer fun--though I am enjoyin' myself--anythin' interestin' happen of late? Out of the ordinary I mean."
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
"Hmm..." Larry thinks as he rubs his neck. "Three 1s," Bill puts another Quarter in, "Around here, not much happens, but a bit more has happened in the last week than usual." "I suppose that's true," Jacob nods. Larry begins counting on his fingers, "Well there was the appearance of that there Dragon you musta' saw, since I figures you was on the Train. There was the Drow Witch who done come here last Train, I figures you heard about her by now. I been hearing that some Kobolds took over the old Abandoned Silver Mine just to the South of here. And lastly, we all been seeing a lot of those Orcs gathering around Whiterock recently, word is Officer Campbell has gotten anxious lately. If you wanna know anything from Jamestown, Jacob is the only one of use that can get through the Res easily." Jacob takes another swig of Whiskey before straightening up. He looks much better now, and his smile is back. He seems to be eagerly waiting to be asked something.
Vito
When you hear about Officer Campbell, the hair on your neck stands on end. If it's the same one you knew back when you were a Tribal Agent, you never got along with him. Warrant Officer of the Publican Core, Joseph Campbell. Human, Medium Sized, Short Brown Hair, Brown Eyes, and the most boring person you could imagine both looks and personality wise. The first day you two met, you disliked each other immediately. It never escalated to more than snide words and you mostly let each other alone, but there was just something about him that never failed to instantly made your mood sour. The same seemed true for him as well.
It is now Heck's Turn. There is $3.00 in the Pot.
Vito watches Eugene and Heck play dice for awhile. He decides to move check out the General Store to see if he can pick up some cigars. "Awl right gentlemen," he says to Heck and Eugene, "I'm gonna mosey over to that General Store to pick me up some cigars. You gents need anything while I'm there?" And after he hears their requests he heads over to the store.